Without waiting for Lou Cheng's reply, Ning Zitong explained in more detail.
"You've seen the club's matches. Dragon King, Long Zhen, and I are the main force. I'm getting on in years, so I have to learn to choose and conserve my energy in preparation for a title or two every year. Hehe. This year, I participated in the Battle of the Masters and Battle of the Kings. I rarely participate in consecutive matches in the professional matches. Most of the time, I rotate with Lu Yan."
At the age of 40 and above, except for a few freaks like Dong Baxian and Lu Yongyuan, the top Physical Invulnerability experts would rationally give up on many matches and spend half a year or even a year accumulating their strength to fight for the honor of being second best in martial arts.
Only in this way would they have a greater chance of carving a bloody path out of a group of formidable opponents. But even so, in the end, they would often fall in front of the Dragon King or the Warrior Sage, falling short of success.
According to statistics, since the start of the Legendary Twins era, at most two titles would be lost every year. Most of the time, it would be one. On rare occasions, there would be no titles at all. This was even when Chen Qitao and Qian Donglou were both heavily injured.
"My silly disciple, Guo Jie, usually only plays in the less important matches in the professional matches or takes over when someone is injured. She can barely cope with her current level. If it were some other forces, she could be the main force. But our goal is to be number one in the world." Ning Zitong continued, half heartbroken and half self-deprecating. "I'm not saying that her hard work in training is useless, and I'm not saying that there's something wrong with her obsession with martial arts. She might be able to achieve Rank-1 in a decade or so, but the problem is imminent.
At this point, Ning Zitong took a deep look at Lou Cheng and sighed.
"On the path of martial arts, talent is really important."
"Don't be fooled by the fact that the 'Dragon King' is often described as having 'perversely strict self-discipline'. However, his talent is only bad when compared to Martial Sages. He is no different from me and most of the top-notch experts who have obtained titles. In addition to his unrivalled desire to win and his frightening speed, he is already comparable to Martial Sages."
Her foolish disciple might need ten years to advance from Rank-2 to Rank-1. By that time, she would be in her forties. As for the person in front of her, he might need three years, two years, or even sooner to enter the ranks of the contenders for the title.
This was the gap, a gap that could not be made up for in a lifetime.
"I've even mastered the Physical Invulnerability chapter of my martial arts." "Isn't Long Zhen's contract expiring in January? You can participate in the remaining three matches? "
Ning Zitong chuckled.
"Do you think 'Dragon King' will let him fight again?"
"Don't you want to prove your position? I, the Dragon King, will show you how insignificant you are. As long as the Dragon King is here, victory is here. "
"Tsk … That doesn't sound like something the Dragon King would say …" Lou Cheng pointed out.
Although this was very much in line with the Dragon King's style, and even perfectly aligned with his psychological activities, with the Dragon King's personality and his domineering CEO demeanor, it was impossible for him to say such words.
It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't be bothered!
What right do you have to make me say such things?
"Haha." Ning Zitong let out a dry laugh. "I understand, I understand. Anyway, Long Zhen won't be part of the next three matches. You have to be prepared to be the main force. You can't always rely on me and Lu Yan, those two old men, to carry on, right? Especially the match this weekend. Lu Yan probably won't be able to fight. He's injured in the Battle of the Kings. He can force himself to fight, but it won't be good. "
"This weekend … Aren't we going north to Hudong to challenge Shangqing Sect?" Lou Cheng recalled.
And it was a crucial match to determine the champion of this year's top professional competition!
The Dragon King sure is conceited …
"It's fine. Yunyan is injured, and the rest are second-pin," replied Ning Zitong with a smile. Ning Zitong replied with a smile. "However, since we have a problem, she may also fight with injuries."
Under normal circumstances, Shangqing Sect's main force was Warrior Sage Qian Donglou, Sect Leader Daoist who had won three titles, and Daoist Yunyan, who was a strong contender for the titles. Dragon King Chen Qitao, Empress Luo, Ning Zitong, and Long Zhen were all part of the Twin Prides with two super-class members. They were the hot favorites for the top professional competition every year.
In the second category were Daxing Temple, Yanzhao League, Shushan Study, and Xinghai Club. They were mainly fighting for the third place, but in the past decade, they had each made it into the top two and even won the glory of the top. They were not to be underestimated.
Lou Cheng nodded slowly. "I understand. I'll prepare well."
He had to go through the information and videos of the Shangqing Sect Mighty Ones!
Pulling himself together, Lou Cheng left the office. Just as he was about to turn into his room, he saw Long Zhen walking along the corridor towards the elevator.
He was over 2.1 meters tall, with bronze skin and a shiny scalp. Wearing a loose-fitting martial arts suit, his mere presence gave off a strong sense of oppression.
At this moment, he looked relaxed and lively. It was as though he had returned to nature after being in a cage for a long time.
Lou Cheng didn't expect to meet him directly. He felt a little awkward and didn't know what to say or what kind of attitude to present.
"Morning." Long Zhen laughed heartily.
After greeting him, he looked down at Lou Cheng and said leisurely,
"Wait until five years later. I believe you will make the same choice as me."
"Huh?" Lou Cheng was a little confused.
At this moment, Long Zhen stepped into the elevator, turned his huge body, and said in an ethereal tone,
"Because we will always be proud."
The door of the sedan chair closed slowly, blocking Lou Cheng's line of sight. He was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he remembered something his master once said,
The best way to worship a martial artist was to catch up with him, face him, and defeat him!
Looking at how Long Zhen enjoyed being tortured, perhaps he really worshipped the 'Dragon King' in his heart …
Sighing, Lou Cheng returned to his room and turned on his computer. There were videos of Warrior Sage Qian Donglou's recent matches.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered his original plan of traveling to Europe for a few days.
Looks like it's over … Luckily I didn't mention it to Ke. Otherwise, she would be disappointed … I don't have to get a visa for now … Hmm, I can get it done earlier. Maybe in the future, I won't have to go through so much trouble … As his thoughts raced, Lou Cheng sent a message to Auman and asked her to help him get visas for various countries in Europe.
Europe was currently a loose alliance. It wasn't possible to get a single visa to go to different countries.
…
While Lou Cheng was training hard, Auman went to some consulates in Huacheng. Those that didn't have consulates here, she found one online.
After the information was submitted, the obvious description of Physical Invulnerability triggered the danger alarm and gave the consular officers a shock.
They didn't dare to act on their own accord. After confirming that Lou Cheng from the Longhu Club had applied, they reported it to their respective security departments.
In an office in Niu country, a black-haired, blue-eyed man wearing a general's insignia glanced at the name and ordered his assistant firmly, "Reject."
"Reject his visa!"
"Why?" the assistant blurted out blankly.
Isn't this too casual? Should I check carefully?
Although he's a Crown Level Mighty One, it wasn't as if there hadn't been such people entering the country before.
The black-haired, blue-eyed general leaned back and said,
"Do you still remember the death of Dark Night Bat?"
"Yes. Three Mighty Ones died in succession. Sathah was besieged by Dark Night Bat and the rest. We don't know who did the rest. Back then, there weren't any satellites monitoring this area, so we didn't take any precious photos," replied the assistant thoughtfully.
"Lieutenant General Amon has confirmed that Lou Cheng is a confirmed Mighty One in the area who chased the Mummy all the way to Khukhang. He's quite suspicious," said the general calmly.
"But he's only a suspect. Mighty ones of this level can cross the desert in a few hours if they want to. Even those in Nile's capital, Deeka, are suspicious," said the assistant, providing his opinion.
"Recently, the secret cooperation between the United States and Japan was destroyed. The crown-level No.16 and No.18 died there. They made a mistake and incurred the wrath of the Hua Nation. There's no need to protest. However, Lou Cheng was involved in this matter," said the general.
"I know about this. He's probably just a support." The assistant was still puzzled.
The general was getting impatient.
"Don't you get it? There are always Crown Level Mighty Ones dying around Lou Cheng. At least two at a time! We're not like America. We only have a few. Do you want them to all die? "
"But, but this is just a coincidence, right? You can't use misfortune or disaster as a reason to reject his visa! "argued the assistant, feeling a headache coming on.
"At Crown Level, misfortune isn't fake. We have to treat it seriously. Who knows if it's another strange ability?" said the general, tapping the table lightly. "Do you understand?"
"Yes. Then what reason should we use to reject his visa or not?" asked the assistant, seeking his superior's opinion.
The general pondered for a moment.
"According to the John Wilburg Convention."
"You're kidding, right?" blurted the assistant, stunned.
"No." The general shook his head. "Of course, you have to use its full name."
…
Auman received a reply two days later. She glanced at Lou Cheng beside her and pursed her lips. She didn't know what to say.
"What's the matter?" asked Lou Cheng, opening his eyes.
"Ox Country has rejected your visa," replied Auman softly.
"Reason?" asked Lou Cheng casually, frowning.
Auman hesitated for a few seconds.
"John Wilburg Convention on the Restriction of High Danger Weapons …"
PS: I went to see the doctor and he said it's still in the early stages, so it's not that serious. The treatment plan he gave me is exactly the same as one of my friends in the comments. Take hormones and neurotrophic drugs first, then get the face pierced a few days later. If the situation doesn't worsen and I'm getting better, then there's no need for the treatment. Yeah, I did get a few injections today, on my hands, feet, and stomach, to relax muscles and promote blood circulation. He also reminded me to rest well and not stay up late. So, I'm going to take a leave of absence today and adjust my work and rest schedule together with the previous one. Once I'm fully recovered, the chapters starting tomorrow will not be affected until I get the injections.
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