In Lou Cheng's fan forum.
"I have a feeling that senior can go one step further and enter the top eight!" "Eternal Nightfall" Yan Xiaoling said aggressively.
"What a coincidence! I have the same feeling! "" Brahman "chimed in with a" handshake ".
"Unparalleled Dragon King" said, "You two are starting to lose your luck so early?"
"This is not like the Master Battle, where the early stage is a double-elimination system. There is still room for recovery if you lose one round. If you really get a strong opponent, it's not surprising that you get eliminated in the first round. Accumulating your luck is very important!" "Bull Demon King" replied.
"A Plumber Eating Mushroom" analyzed, "This round is still okay. There are a lot of weak opponents, so the probability of getting a strong opponent is lower. From the second round onwards, it will be a battle of luck."
"I suddenly realize that luck is very important …" "All the Good Names Are Taken by Dogs" replied.
"… I, I was wrong! I admit my mistake! " Yan Xiaoling had never cared about things like face, so she quickly changed the topic. "Then let's talk about senior's future title of 'King'. He's always said that his martial arts are 'Cosmic Universe Style', so how about 'King of Time'? No, I thought it was that King Zhou … Then, let's call him 'King of Stars'! King of the Stars, what a nice name! "
"What, King of Gorillas?" "Okamoto's Fan" asked.
"Road to the Arena" laughed. "What, King of Cinder? I'll spread it, I'll spread it, is that not enough? "
"… You guys are too much. Every word has a bunch of homophones. Don't bother about the details! It's unavoidable! Just like 'Dragon King', isn't it easy to mistake it as' Deaf King '? "Yan Xiaoling said.
After this, the forum suddenly quieted down. No one replied for a full minute, making Yan Xiaoling anxious and uneasy.
"Where is he?" she couldn't help but ask.
"… Little Nightfall, don't go out these days. You'll get beaten easily …" "Brahman" said.
Yan Xiaoling said, "I'll delete it, I'll delete it, I'll delete it, okay?"
…
May 11th, Hexi City, on the eve of the draw for the second round of the Warrior Sage Battle.
Lou Cheng sat cross-legged on the bed, watching the hotel TV while chatting on QQ.
In the first round, he drew Gou Wen of the Black Tortoise School, who had advanced in the same year.
This did not mean that Gou Wen was weak. As the leader of the new generation of the Black Tortoise Sect, she did not practice the unique skills of the Water Sect or the Black Tortoise True Sword. Because she was from the Miao tribe and had a talent for witchcraft, she had chosen the incomplete chapters of the Plague Sect that were kept by the sect. Regardless of whether it was the Plague Emissary that filled the surroundings with viruses and other substances to weaken the enemy, the Five Plagues Poison Palm that was fatal in every move, or the ninth move, Emperor Lu's Finger, Scorpion Swings Its Tail, she had mastered all of them and was close to the Second Order.
Unfortunately, her opponent was Lou Cheng. The "Infernal Inferno" of the Fire Sect could minimize the effects of "Plague Emissary". The "Cannon Attack" of "Nine Rotations of Five Flames" also made it difficult for the Plague Sect to perform many of the unique skills they needed to learn. In the end, she was defeated helplessly.
Of course, this wasn't just because of their styles. More importantly, Lou Cheng's strength was more than half a level higher than hers.
After replying to Little Fairy, Lou Cheng switched to the group chat and saw Ren Li popping up.
"Let's continue the bet!"
"Let's see who can last until the end! The winner will treat us to a meal! "
You seem to be brooding over the previous result … Lou Cheng chuckled to himself. It was as though he could see Ren Li's unconvinced expression. He replied concisely,
"Sure!"
"I'm fine with it," Peng Leyun followed.
Ann Chaoyang sighed deeply and said,
"I can only wait for next year."
He had placed first in the preliminaries of the Warrior Sage Battle and had entered the main competition. In the first round, he had drawn "Dragon King" and received "guidance".
However, what he meant by "next year" was, "At this time next year, I should also be a Physical Invulnerability expert!"
Just as he finished his sentence, the lot-drawing officially began. There would be a few byes in this round, but Lou Cheng was unlucky to hear his name first.
"Longhu, Lou Cheng!"
Heh, I wonder who it will be … Lou Cheng cast his gaze towards the television screen.
A few seconds later, the guest took out another ball and laughed.
"Haiyuan, Long Zhen!"
He was once the second leading player of the Longhu Club!
He was close to a super-class Mighty One!
Damn, what a coincidence … Lou Cheng picked up his phone and pressed on the virtual keyboard. Just as he was about to send a message to his wife, he saw Ke send a "dumbfounded" emoji.
"It's true. Enemies are bound to meet!"
"But his enemy is Dragon King. [Smiling with tears expression]" Lou Cheng replied.
Yan Zheke replied, [Looking up at the sky expression]
"In essence, it's you … You're taking his place. It's inevitable that everyone will compare you to him …"
"That's true." Lou Cheng felt an inexplicable sense of anticipation.
In the internal team practice last year, I didn't even win against Long Zhen once!
…
In the hotel where the Haiyuan Club was staying.
Long Zhen, who was more than two meters tall, was sitting on the sofa. He didn't even look at the television and was slowly burning a cigar.
Around him, "Witch" Qian Hui was sitting beside him, "Cheetah" Li Yuanqi was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, and "Empty Nest Old Man" Wu Molian was smoking a cigar leisurely. From time to time, he would call his old friends to harass them.
When the results of the first round were out, Qian Hui, Li Yuanqi, and the rest turned their gazes towards Long Zhen. However, they found that this bald, fierce-looking man didn't show any emotion. After leisurely enjoying his cigar, he smiled and said,
"That's how small the world is."
He looked around, leaned back, and said, "You're right.
"If I were to draw him at this time next year, I wouldn't dare to guarantee it."
He took another puff of his cigar and exhaled a cloud of smoke.
"As for now, heh …"
"Yeah. You're the one who wants to challenge the Dragon King. How could you be stopped by Lou Cheng?" Wu Molian laughed heartily.
Long Zhen didn't say anything else. He laughed and continued to enjoy his cigar.
After that, there were quite a few matches between the strong. However, due to the principle of avoiding seeds, there was a lack of classic matches. When it ended, there were a few who got a bye and directly entered the top 32, including "Morning Star" Ren Li and a Sect Leader of the Shangqing Sect …
This made Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun dumbfounded. They deeply felt the difference between the lucky ones and the unlucky ones.
…
The next afternoon, in the Immensity Desert.
In a dark, barren land, surrounded by weathered stone pillars, it didn't look like the work of nature. It looked more like the work of man.
This was the venue and spectator seats of the Warrior Sage Battle.
Of course, these stone pillars were quite a distance away from the desert to prevent damage from the aftershocks. There were also experts from the Martial Artist Association patrolling the area.
As the contestant for the first match, Lou Cheng came out of his tent (locker room) early. He passed his phone and other belongings to Auman. Braving the scorching desert wind, he walked step by step to the center of the arena.
Opposite him, Long Zhen was like half a metal tower. His steps were steady and his body heavy as he walked over.
He was wearing a loose sky-blue martial arts suit. Just his appearance alone was enough to make people feel pressured.
Stopping at the predetermined spot, Long Zhen looked at Lou Cheng and smiled.
"This isn't a team practice."
I'll give it my all!
PS: Recommend a book, The Perfect Future of Rebirth. I guarantee the quality of a novel. However, who gave him the courage to ask me for a recommendation? Isn't he afraid of death?
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