May 19th, 6 pm.
Lou Cheng arrived at Jiuwen Stadium early and entered his personal lounge.
He didn't turn on the lights or the big-screen TV, leaving the room in complete darkness.
In this absolute darkness, he sat on the sofa and stared ahead, immersing himself in his own emotions. Before the big battle, he quietly recalled the emotions that had left a deep impression on him. He recalled the throbbing emotions that had supported him step by step to reach this point and made his final preparations.
That was the love and care of his parents. That was the reluctance to see them haggard, tired, and in pain.
That was the kinship that manifested in small things like stir-fried eels.
That was the love that originated from the bottom of his heart, brewed in silence, blossomed in youth, and bore fruit.
That was the uncontrollable confession and the "let me be happy for five minutes" of tonight's Yue Ming.
That was the feeling of wanting to protect and protect when he saw the girl curled up in his arms.
That was the motivation of wanting to become better and to give her better.
That was the satisfaction and responsibility of exchanging rings and promising each other a lifetime.
That was the feeling of being comforted by "next time."
That was the ecstasy of winning for the first time and winning the championship.
That was the melancholy of bidding farewell to Songcheng, youth, and friends.
That was the unwillingness and unwillingness when facing a Dark Sect Ninth Pin and facing Ge Hui's sudden attack. He didn't want to let his loved one suffer and suffer.
That was the determination and determination of breaking through the Jindan after thousands of twists and turns.
That was the loneliness of being alone in the middle of the night. That was the unfulfilled heart of being separated for a long time.
…
Scenes of the past flashed past, becoming clearer and clearer. They lingered and brewed, fermenting strength.
…
May 19th, 6: 30 pm, in the Physical Invulnerability Restaurant affiliated to Jiuwen Stadium.
A table full of dishes was placed in front of Qian Donglou. The fragrance of the dishes wafted into his nose.
He picked up his chopsticks, picked up the food, and put it into his mouth leisurely and contented. He didn't show the slightest hint of nervousness and caution from the intense battle he was about to face in an hour.
"These noodles are really good. You guys can try …" Qian Donglou smiled at Peng Leyun and the rest.
His attitude seemed to be able to calm everyone around him and ease their anxiety.
Looking at his calm expression, Peng Leyun couldn't help but sigh.
Martial Uncle Qian had experienced countless finals, so the semifinals were just a piece of cake for him. In this aspect, he was indeed better than Lou Cheng, who hadn't even touched the finals.
However, Martial Uncle Qian was not deliberately being leisurely. Instead, it was due to his lazy nature. Moreover, it coincided with the state of mind of the Shangqing Sect's cultivation method. This could only be described with four words:
Dao of nature!
Qian Donglou gobbled down his food like a whirlwind. When it was almost seven, he put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up slowly, and smiled.
"It's time to get ready."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the lounge. His white robe fluttered gently, and his black Taoist bun seemed to blend into his surroundings.
…
May 19th, 7 pm, outside Jiuwen Stadium.
A few young girls with the childishness of a student got off the car and went straight to the door.
On the way, they saw a vendor selling light sticks. Thinking that they had only prepared a small trumpet and an inflatable hammer, it seemed that they were missing something, so they went over and after some bargaining, each of them bought a light stick. They planned to use it when cheering later.
After buying some other things, they found the entrance marked on their tickets and lined up at the back of the queue in an orderly manner.
As they moved step by step, the girls excitedly discussed the upcoming competition.
"I think my hubby might win this time!"
"What do you mean your hubby? He's obviously my hubby!"
"I think so too. Lou Cheng has an advantage in the competition. The Warrior Sage has encountered strong opponents consecutively. He's exhausted and injured. Yeah, that's what I saw from the analysis of the VIPs."
"I don't care about the analysis. I'm relying on my intuition!"
"But, but I still feel that the War Sage, the War Sage is not that easy to win …"
"No matter the result, we have to give it our all. Otherwise, how can we cheer for my hubby?"
…
Looking at their half-nervous, half-excited, lively discussions and listening to their internet slang, someone at the back secretly shook their head and muttered,
"This batch of fans can't make it …"
As they chatted and laughed, the girls finally arrived at the security checkpoint. They found a box for storing light sticks. A security guard gestured for them to throw their items in.
"We can't bring these?"
"We could bring them in the past! Why didn't you say so earlier? "
"Those vendors outside definitely knew. They even sold them to us … How infuriating!"
"Forget it, forget it. I'll just take it as accumulating good karma for Lou Cheng!"
…
After some discussion, they didn't make a fuss. One by one, they threw the items they shouldn't bring into the box. After passing through the security checkpoint, they walked into the stadium and looked for their seats in an orderly manner.
…
May 19th, 7: 30 pm, in one of the VIP rooms in Jiuwen Stadium.
Geezer Shi happily pushed open the door and entered with a bottle of wine. He scanned the room and saw old friends like Queen of Thought, Fei Dan, Empty Nest Grandpa, Wu Molian.
"Why are you only here now?" Fei Dan shook her head in amusement.
"The competition hasn't started yet, right? What kind of master would stand in front of his disciple? " Geezer Shi laughed and walked towards the empty seat. "Warrior Sage has fought a few tough battles before this. I think my silly disciple might actually win tonight. Heh, if he really wins, I'll have to talk to Wuguang, that old bull-nosed Wuguang. I'll let him know how we felt when he kept mentioning Warrior Sage back then!"
Wu Molian was stunned for a moment and said in surprise, "Jianguo, uh, Geezer Shi, you actually got Wuguang's Taoist name right!"
Comrade Shi Jianguo sat down slowly and smiled proudly.
"Wuguang and I have been old friends for decades. I'm already used to his supernatural ability. Although we haven't met for a few years, I still remember his Taoist name very well."
"Heh, I'm strong, my realm is high, and my memory is good. You can't deny that. Unlike you, I didn't pay attention to that old Ox Nose for a few months and started calling him Wuguang, Wuguang, Wuguang, Wulingdi, and Wulingdi."
His words instantly attracted laughter. Even Queen of Thought, Fei Dan was a little convulsed.
In the circle of the older generation, joking about the Five Lights was a constant source of amusement.
In such a scene, the relatively calm reaction of the Physical Invulnerability expert beside Geezer Shi was rather unusual. He immediately caught Geezer Shi's attention.
He turned his head and looked at the unfamiliar yet slightly familiar face. He subconsciously blurted out, "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry.
"And this is?"
Everyone went silent. The Physical Invulnerability expert who was asked sighed and replied faintly,
"I'm Wuguang."
…
May 19th, 7: 40 pm, Jiuwen Stadium's reporters' seats.
Some people were busy communicating with the backline and the organizing committee to adjust the live broadcast image bit by bit. Some people were wearing bulletproof vests, armor, and helmets. They slipped below and approached the "safety barrier". They set up their heavily guarded cameras and aimed them at the arena. This was a supplement to the aerial and orbital filming.
In addition, some people were posing and commenting before the match. Some people were also writing on paper.
"What are you doing?" a cameraman asked the latter curiously.
Shu Rui smiled and said, "I'm thinking about the interview questions."
She didn't have an interview today, but she had made up her mind. As long as Lou Cheng broke through his bottleneck and got the best results, she would shamelessly ask him to accept another interview.
The questions written on the paper were exactly what she wanted to ask during the interview. For example,
"Why do you want the nickname 'God King'?"
"Don't you have any feelings after using 'Sky Shaking Roar' for so long?"
"In private, other than Cheng, what other nicknames do you have?"
"Who do you want to thank the most? Are there any heartwarming or interesting stories you want to share with us? "
…
After some idle chatter, someone suddenly shouted,
"Get ready, get ready!"
Hence, most people turned their attention back to the arena.
In the live broadcast studio, the host said with a straight face,
"Everyone, get ready. The competition is about to begin!"
"It's about to begin!" On the live broadcast platform, guest commentator He Xiaowei suddenly straightened his back.
"Let's start the countdown." In a certain live broadcast channel, Cai Zongming also coughed twice.
…
May 19th, 7: 45 pm, Jiuwen Stadium's exclusive resting room.
Lou Cheng came back to his senses, and his eyes suddenly became deep.
He stood up and walked towards the door. Every step he took seemed to be filled with strength.
Just as he was about to reach the door, his phone suddenly rang. He took it out and saw a message from Yan Zheke.
She sent an emoji with fists shining.
"I'm with you!"
A smile appeared on Lou Cheng's face as he replied with a fighting emoji. Then, he locked the screen and looked ahead calmly.
A few seconds later, he stepped out and pulled open the door with force.
Clang!
Light surged in from outside the door and shone into the darkness.
PS: Don't forget, I have acupuncture tomorrow morning. Yes, you can watch the video congratulating Yuewen's listing. In it, you can see that I haven't recovered from my facial paralysis. However, that was taken on October 20th. Now, I'm much better.
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