Sitting on the sofa, Geezer Shi watched the big screen TV in disdain. On the coffee table in front of him was a bottle of almost empty white wine.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated, and an impassioned old melody came from it.
It's not that brat … Geezer Shi glanced at it, heaved a sigh of relief, and picked up the call.
The call was from his old partner, Queen of Thought, Fei Dan.
"Your disciple is amazing." Fei Dan chuckled.
Geezer Shi immediately blurted out,
"What's there to be shocked about?"
Fei Dan was stunned for a moment and said doubtfully, "I'm not scared."
I'm just praising your disciple!
"…" Geezer Shi was speechless. After a few seconds, he coughed dryly.
…
Lou Cheng, whose left shoulder was raised because of the bandage, came to the VIP room of the Longhu Club. He shared news and discussions with Yan Zheke, occasionally discussing the details of the previous battle, while watching the rest of the matches. From time to time, he would comment with Dragon King, Lu Yan, and Guo Jie.
In the sixth match, Wu Qiao, the King of Swords, was as handsome as ever. He defeated Taoist Yun Yan of the Shangqing Sect.
He was a legend in the Chinese martial arts world. When he was young, he was seriously injured while trying to reach Physical Invulnerability in the war-torn zones. Not only did he lose his left hand forever, but there were also many hidden injuries in his body. In those years, everyone thought that his martial arts had come to an end and that he would never be able to make the great leap and reach Physical Invulnerability.
Who would have thought that with his terrifyingly strong willpower and endurance, he would slowly walk out of his predicament and break through his shackles. After that, he shone even more brightly, taking the titles of King, Warrior Sage, Master, Supreme, and Kirin. Before the era of the Legendary Twins, he and Queen of Thought held the distinction of having the most titles.
After he turned forty, he leaned more towards Taoism and became more peaceful. It seemed that it was because of this that he was able to maintain his peak condition at almost sixty years of age.
Using Dao as a sword was called Dao Sword!
In the seventh match, Empress Luo, Ning Zitong, and Late Lantern, Liang Yifan. One of them was like a ghost, impossible to catch and unpredictable, while the other was like a steady stream of water, solid ground, perfect on defense, and majestic on offense. They were evenly matched, and the battle lasted for nearly half an hour. In the end, the 39 year old Liang Yifan won against Ghost King, who was in his forties.
It should be said that his fighting style was a natural counter to Ning Zitong's. However, after a long battle, the Dark Sect's invasion was no small matter. When he left the stage, his footwork was obviously shaky, his breathing was very weak, and his internal injuries were obviously serious.
In the eighth match, the Clown, who had been in the limelight for the past year, suffered a setback. In the Living Buddha's illusory paradise, his spirit was suppressed and his knowledge was looked down upon. He had tasted the feeling of having power but not being able to use it. He sullenly lost the match, but his deadly counterattack also hurt Shishan, almost creating an unusually rare tie.
"Phew, the top eight are here …" Lou Cheng sighed and looked at the audience in front of him with anticipation.
Half of the floor was empty for the organizing committee to use. They would soon draw the matches to determine the top four.
After a brief review of the previous eight matches, the person in charge of the organizing committee coughed. Amidst the silence, he took out the first ball.
"Shushan Study, Wu Qiao!"
Come to think of it, I haven't faced a Physical Invulnerability expert from Shushan Study … Lou Cheng waited expectantly and nervously.
After a short while, the opponent of the King of Swords was announced. God-Slaying Saber, Lu Yongyuan!
A battle between the sword and the saber!
"Interesting," Lou Cheng exhaled, smiling and lamenting.
Just as he finished speaking, he saw the Dragon King, Chen Qitao, and Coach Lu Yan turn to look at him, as though saying, "You talk too much!"
Cough, come to think of it, without Sister Ning, be it the Dragon King, Coach Lu, or the Martial Arts Fanatic, they would all be the type of people with few words. The atmosphere would be relatively solemn and silent … Lou Cheng wasn't affected. His thoughts were running wild. Then, he heard the name of the Kirin, Dong Baxian.
Don't tell me I'm going to face this self-confident top three? Lou Cheng took a deep breath.
"Daxing Temple, Living Buddha, Shishan!" The person in charge of the organizing committee shattered his fantasy.
Following which, the fifth ball was taken out.
"Longhu Club, Lou Cheng!"
Tsk, did I just get the Dragon King? Lou Cheng held his breath and waited for the result.
A few seconds later, the person in charge took out the sixth ball and showed it to the camera.
"Xinghai Club, Liang Yifan!"
Liang Yifan? Lou Cheng was stunned when he heard the name. He felt as though something had crossed the gap between time and space and entered his mind from the distant past.
In an instant, the image of that martial artist in a dark blue martial arts suit with a temperament as deep as the ocean appeared in his mind. However, the setting wasn't a professional match or a title match, but the Songcheng University Hotel in the middle of the night.
Back then, the Evening Light came to Songcheng as a guest at the opening ceremony of the University Martial Arts Competition. Talker and he were in charge of separating his fan club from his fan club at the entrance of the hotel. For the sake of Little Fairy, they disregarded their duties and went to ask for his autograph …
The past was vivid in his mind. Five years had passed in the blink of an eye. Did he still remember what the little security guard who took the lead to ask for his autograph looked like? Did he still remember the security guards who were almost overwhelmed by the fans and tried their best to stop them? Did he still remember the Songcheng University students who patrolled the entrance of the hotel in the middle of the night and could only look up at the guest rooms in the upper floors?
These thoughts leaped into Lou Cheng's mind and filled him with anticipation for this match.
Now, I'm standing in front of you again, as a Physical Invulnerability expert and as a challenger!
Lou Cheng retracted his gaze and was filled with emotions. However, he decided not to mention this to Liang Yifan. He would talk about it when he received his title in the future. For now, he only shared a few words with Ke and Talker.
After sharing his feelings with his wife, he sent a message to Little Ming.
"I got Liang Yifan … I'm suddenly reminded of the time when the two of us acted as his bodyguards and human wall. What a wonderful feeling …"
"Motherf * cker," Little Ming replied.
Lou Cheng was dumbfounded. Amused, he asked,
"Are you feeling inferior?"
"Get lost! Just thinking about it makes me feel like I'm already a middle-aged man. It seems like a long time has passed! "Cai Zongming raised his hand and ended the live broadcast. He picked up his cup and took a sip.
Then, he leaned back, closed his eyes with a smile and sighed softly to himself.
"How could I forget?"
That youth, that dream, that passion, that yearning …
Cheng, do you still remember what I said? I asked you to replace us and fulfill the dream of martial arts. Now, you have done it …
So, you must continue to walk down this path. Continue to walk down this path …
…
In the VIP box of Xinghai Club, Queen of Thought saw the result of the draw and couldn't help but laugh.
"I just called his master and praised him for his rapid progress and promising a bright future. Now, you're facing him."
Liang Yifan had ordinary features and a gentle temperament. He smiled upon hearing this.
"This is fate, right? Speaking of which, he and I are quite fated. When I was the opening guest of the University Martial Arts Tournament, I went to Songcheng University. He just happened to be on the path of martial arts. Unfortunately, I came and went in a hurry and didn't get to meet him and witness his starting point. "
"Back then, who would have known that he would grow to become what he is now? Even his master didn't dare to think so. " Fei Dan shook her head and sighed. "You're badly injured and he was also hit by the World-Shaking Shot. It's a perfect match."
"I'm looking forward to it." Liang Yifan nodded slightly.
As a super-class Mighty One in the prime of his life who was aiming for the first title in his life, he wasn't afraid of any Physical Invulnerability opponent, even if it was Dragon King or Warrior Sage.
…
There was no need to draw lots for the last match. The Mighty One, Dragon King, would face the challenge of Shushan Study's Luo Xian.
Back at the hotel, Lou Cheng wanted to watch Liang Yifan's recent battle videos before bed. However, he couldn't help but think of the past and give himself a little break.
"Can you find the autograph of Liang Yifan that I gave you?" he asked Yan Zheke with a smile.
"Of course!" The girl quickly took a photo and put the autograph in her diary.
Without waiting for his reply, she looked up at the sky and said,
"Someone risked being scolded by the Deputy Minister of the Security Department and almost got punished for it. I can only keep it."
Lou Cheng replied with a dumbfounded expression, "You, you know about this?"
I haven't shown off to you, have I?
Yan Zheke pushed up her sunglasses and smiled proudly. "What can you hide from me? Sigh, you were much cuter than you are now! Now you only know how to bully me! "
"… That's not what you said before. You said that I'm more mature and manly now …" Lou Cheng explained with a smile.
"Since when!" The girl denied without hesitation. "Touch your conscience and tell me, did I say that?"
Lou Cheng immediately replied with a serious face.
"No!"
"That's more like it." Yan Zheke changed the topic. "I remember that your target is the top four?"
At this point, a smile appeared in her eyes. Suddenly, she pursed her lips, rolled half a circle, and leaned against the pillow. She felt that even her typing had become gentle. It was as though she was saying softly,
"Now there's only one step left."
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