The showerhead kept spewing out cold water, chilling him to the bone and heart. In the dead of winter, it was enough to make any normal person retreat. However, in Lou Cheng's senses, it was like a life-saving straw that could slightly extinguish the "burning" in him.
He only felt that his body was hot and dry. His lungs were like bellows. Every breath was like spurting flames. His head was getting hotter and hotter, and his consciousness was getting more and more blurred. He instinctively curled up and put his body completely in the range of the cold water.
In the small cabinet next to him, his mobile phone flashed. The locked screen showed that there was a message, temporarily illuminating the darkness.
…
In the martial arts hall outside the locker room, the strange silence continued. No one dared to believe their own eyes, and no one was willing to doubt their own common sense. The ignorant children were affected by the surrounding situation. They subconsciously felt scared and didn't dare to play with things like the trumpet anymore.
Jiang Lan stood in the guest seat, looking at Ye Youting who was still trembling. Her eyes were full of astonishment and shock. The yogurt bottle in her hand was almost crushed by her.
In yesterday's battle, Lou Cheng defeating Zhou Yuanning was within her expectation. It could only be said that it was slightly beyond her expectation. But the battle just now had really subverted her cognition. With her martial arts experience and insight, the possibility of Lou Cheng defeating Ye Youting was only one percent. And this was based on the premise that Ye Youting was not in a good state, arrogant and careless. But the reality taught her a lesson!
Did he take some elixir or a newly developed foreign stimulant? No, if so, he wouldn't have fallen into an absolute disadvantage at the beginning. He would not have been beaten by Ye Youting until he was on the verge of defeat.
Countless thoughts flashed through her mind. She saw Ye Youting's lonely figure leaving the ring and walking to the female locker room. She sighed with concern in her eyes. Without thinking about anything else, she rushed to comfort her best friend.
Seeing Jiang Lan hurriedly passing by in front of them, Wang Ye and Li Xiaoyuan, the two "Stone Bodhisattvas", finally came to their senses.
"This is not right …" Wang Ye muttered to himself with a fluctuating expression.
If Lou Cheng could break out such a horrible fighting force in a desperate situation, how could he beat him before?
But everything in front of them wasn't an illusion. Ye Youting had obviously tried her best and wasn't faking it. The power that Lou Cheng displayed was so real in the eyes of professional martial artists like them. It was as if they were witnessing the arrival of an avalanche, making them shudder!
"I don't think that makes sense either." Li Xiaoyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Wang Ye took a deep breath and showed a thoughtful expression. "What do you think happened?"
Li Xiaoyuan thought about it seriously and said, "According to the third-rate novels I've read, Lou Cheng must have broken through himself under pressure in a desperate situation and awakened some amazing supernatural ability."
"… It's possible." Wang Ye was silent for a few seconds before nodding slightly.
Li Xiaoyuan's mouth twitched. "I'm just kidding …"
"It's really possible." Wang Ye looked at him seriously.
For a moment, Li Xiaoyuan was actually speechless.
…
With his senses blurred, Lou Cheng felt that everything around him had become extremely distant and could no longer be touched. All the movements seemed to come from the sky, so ethereal that they disappeared in a flash.
Flames seemed to be surging in his body, boiling his blood and burning his internal organs, which made him so uncomfortable and so unbearable. Most of the thoughts faded away like a tide, leaving only a few struggling to hold on and on the verge of fainting.
Am I really going to die …
No, I have to get up and go to see a doctor. I can't die here …
Hallucinatory scenes kept appearing in his mind. There was the carefree happiness when he was young, the suffering of family difficulties when he started studying, the heartache when he looked at his mother's tired back, the sadness when he heard that his father was wronged outside, and the ecstasy when Yan Zheke cheered for him for the first time …
Suddenly, the phone rang and the small cabinet kept vibrating. It seemed that someone was worried and anxious far away.
Lou Cheng heard the sound, but it was like a nightmare. No matter how hard he struggled, he was still curled up under the cold water.
Am I really going to die here?
…
In the women's locker room, Ye Youting sat quietly on the bench. Her tied hair was messy and hung down on both sides, covering her expression. Only a pair of black and white eyes that were blank and lost could be seen. Her body was still slightly trembling.
Jiang Lan just walked in and saw such a scene. She was slightly distressed and said, "Something must have happened to that guy. It's not your problem."
Ye Youting raised her head, her black hair falling back, and her pale cheeks showing traces of green. She said in confusion,
"I'm not sad …"
While speaking, she unbuttoned her tight sleeves and rolled them up, exposing her arms to Jiang Lan. There was a thin layer of white frost condensing there. The real white frost was evaporating!
"This …" Jiang Lan sucked in a cold breath.
…
In the stands, the weird, wide-range silence finally began to ease. Some people were cheering loudly, some were venting loudly, some were muttering to themselves, and some were cursing and swearing, thinking that Ye Youting and Lou Cheng were cooperating with the bookmakers to fake the fight.
Yan Xiaoling, a girl with a childish face and a childish voice, looked at the arena with her mouth half open, still in a daze.
The ponytailed girl recovered from the great shock and loss. She turned her head and saw her best friend's expression. She said in a bad mood, "Why are you opening your mouth so wide? I really want to put a piece of sh * t in your mouth! "
"Ah?" Yan Xiaoling suddenly closed her mouth, looking confused.
"Ah, Senior Sister Ye lost, Senior Sister Ye actually lost …" The ponytailed girl whispered sadly to herself.
Seeing this, Yan Xiaoling secretly turned her head and looked in the opposite direction, whispering to herself, "So fierce, so violent, so, so handsome! No, my maiden heart is acting up … "
She looked at the service desk, planning to ask for the details of the boy just now and go home to download his competition video and related news. As a member of the Squirrel Gang, collecting, classifying and saving is instinct!
In the reporters' seats, someone finally woke up and showed an abnormal excitement, writing quickly,
"The Phoenix Cup Warrior Sage Candidate Challenge Tournament is the biggest upset since the start of the tournament. The mysterious expert Lou Cheng is a Dark Hand!"
…
As if suffering for a long time, Lou Cheng felt a little better and had a clear perception of the surroundings and the outside world. He struggled to stand up, but found that he was still weak all over. His forehead and cheeks were still hot, but the burning feeling in his body was slowly dissipating.
"I almost died …" He turned off the tap and thought with lingering fear, "Fortunately, I didn't test the limit when I was training my endurance …"
He felt that he had been suffering for several days and nights, but when he moved to the cabinet, he found that only twenty minutes had passed. He picked up his phone and found that there were more than a dozen missed calls from Yan Zheke. She called almost every minute.
She must be worried about losing contact after the competition … Lou Cheng felt a burst of joy for no reason, as if he understood Yan Zheke's anxiety for him. This was an indescribable feeling, and the discomfort in his body seemed to be relieved a little.
He struggled to dry his body, put on his underwear, and quickly called Yan Zheke back.
"Hello, Cheng?" Yan Zheke's voice was obviously anxious.
"It's me." Lou Cheng felt that his voice was unbelievably hoarse.
Yan Zheke was obviously relieved. "Fortunately, it's you. I was afraid that it would be an emergency call. You scared me to death, you know? Why didn't you answer the phone? "
Her voice trembled as if she was about to cry. Lou Cheng was suddenly moved, his eyes slightly red, and his heart filled with joy.
He said honestly, "I almost fainted just now, I just got over it."
I thought I was imagining things. You didn't reply to my message just now, so I watched the video first. I found that your last outburst was too, too terrifying. I thought something must have happened to you, so I called you immediately. But you didn't answer. I was worried that you might have fainted and been sent to the emergency room. Or maybe you were just lying in the corner without anyone noticing. I was so worried that I even wanted to call the organizer. "Yan Zheke said in one breath. Her voice was a little hoarse, not as soft and clear as usual.
"Fortunately, fortunately, I got over it. Don't worry." Lou Cheng comforted Yan Zheke, his heart filled with warmth.
Yan Zheke exhaled and said, "It's good that you got over it. How do you feel now?"
"I feel like I'm sick and have a fever." Lou Cheng answered honestly.
"Then why are you still on the phone? Go see a doctor! "Yan Zheke yelled fiercely.
Lou Cheng didn't feel that he was being yelled at. Instead, he felt inexplicably happy.
"Yes, ma 'am! Talk to you later. "
"Go, go." Yan Zheke urged him.
After hanging up the phone, Lou Cheng put on his coat, packed up a little, and walked to the emergency room. His feet were weak, as if he was walking on clouds. His head was dizzy, and his forehead and cheeks were still hot.
…
"Lou Cheng, Songcheng University Student, 18 years old, no rank. Wow, no rank …" Yan Xiaoling looked at the detailed information in her hand and kept exclaiming.
The ponytail girl rolled her eyes. "I told you about him before, but you didn't listen at all."
"Hehe." Yan Xiaoling laughed, but didn't dare to answer.
"What do you want to do with Lou Cheng's information?" The ponytail girl asked in confusion.
Yan Xiaoling nodded hard. "I kind of admire him. He was so cool and awesome just now. I want to set up a personal forum and post bar for him. I want to be his first fan! I want to go to Songcheng University! "
"You're talking as if you can get in if you want to, you little love-struck fool." The ponytail girl calmed down and joked.
…
In the emergency room, the doctor checked the thermometer and then looked at Lou Cheng as if he was looking at a monster.
"You beat Ye Youting with a fever of 40 degrees …"
"I'll give you an antipyretic injection and physical cooling, in case you become a fool from the fever …"
Lou Cheng answered weakly, "I got a high fever from the beating."
"Haha, don't joke." The doctor laughed.
"I'm not joking …" Lou Cheng was speechless.
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