Martial Arts Master Chapter 82: Not a farce
Even if there is a distance, Lou Cheng, who has naturally entered the state of condensed water piles, can feel the terrible aura of the man in the short leather coat, and the surroundings seem to become empty, the cold moon is hanging high, and the wind is bitter. The giant wolf with green eyes is howling at the sky, ready to go, making people shudder.
This... Lou Cheng was shocked. The imposing manner of a man in a short leather jacket can directly affect himself spiritually and spiritually?
This is something that Lin Que, Ye Youting and Wang Ye can't do!
Snap!
The man in the short leather jacket who deliberately picked up the matter just fell off his voice, and he pulled his right arm back, as if a bow was tightened, and shot out with a punch, strong and powerful, and the sound of the wind was short.
The young man headed by didn't expect him to start the fight without saying a word. He had no time to react, so he could only move his arms forward and assume the most rigid defense posture.
There was a muffled noise, his body shook, blocking the blow, and the man in the short leather jacket jumped aside by rebounding force, yelling:
"You are so powerful, you are not as knowledgeable as you!"
He walked away as he spoke. The disciples of the Gushan Martial Arts Hall were blank, standing still, still unsure of what happened.
It’s not a rare phenomenon to have a fight with someone on the side of the road because of trivial things, but it’s too weird if it stops abruptly, right?
The person who took the initiative to pick things up just tried it and left in a hurry. He didn't understand what he thought!
If there are so many people on this side, why bother to try?
Is it a missed hit, and immediately went far away?
Cheng was also inexplicably seen, so did the challenge for Gushan Wuguan pass? The people over there have hired a powerful ninth-grade professional, as for playing like a child?
"Brother Dai, are you okay?" Qin Rui came back to his senses, and quickly asked Senior Brother Dai Linfeng, he was the strongest among the disciples in this generation of martial arts. Among the uncles and uncles, they are only inferior to the master.
Dai Linfeng moved his arm, and said with a little doubt: "It's okay. It may be a momentary impulse. Let's go in quickly. Don't let Master and Director Wei wait too long."
The man who was not inferior to himself in strength just now caused such an inexplicable conflict?
Fortunately, I am fine, I don’t want to understand it temporarily...
The disciples of the Gushan Wuguan and the classmates in Lou Cheng's class were even more unclear, so they turned around and left this episode behind and stepped into the Beiyuan venue.
"It's weird..." Lou Cheng frowned slightly and muttered in a low voice.
Jiang Fei next to has sharp ears. Hearing his words, he was surprised: "What's weird? Isn't it just that the small friction has not turned into a big conflict? There are indeed many people here."
Cheng looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to the conversation between him and Jiang Fei, he lowered his voice and said, "That guy is a ninth-grade professional. If he really got into trouble, the one with a slower response? How can brother not get hurt?"
"Professional Ninth Grade?" Jiang Fei almost didn't control his voice, "Then why did he rush away after one move?"
"So I say weird..." Lou Cheng pursed his lips.
Jiang Fei gave him a puzzled look: "You can't read it wrong, right? He only punched out, can't prove that he is a ninth professional professional? You see that Senior Brother Dai didn't care."
"That's right." Lou Cheng replied firmly, the feeling that the energetic energy and blood was transformed and the frightening aura could not be faked!
"...Forget it, nothing happened anyway." Jiang Fei was stunned, seeing that he could not find a good explanation, he chose to forget it.
The martial arts venue of Conference Villa is not too big. The arena is a standard type. The surrounding seats are only two or three steps away from it, and it is only five rows high, but it can accommodate hundreds of spectators.
But this is only a private venue for guests who like martial arts, and there is no need to consider the audience.
The dome headlights are bright, and they hang down brilliantly. There are already a bunch of people sitting on the left side of the entrance. The leader is a middle-aged man in his forties, in a suit and shoes, and his hair is neatly combed back. Reflecting the glimmer, the bags under the eyes are heavy, and the spirit is not very good, but it has the majesty that has been on the top for a long time.
Seeing Dai Linfeng, Lou Cheng and others enter, he was startled at first, and immediately greeted him, with two half-hundred old men on the left and right, one with sharp eyes, but heavy wrinkles on his face, and one with a pair of eyes. It looks muddy, but it is well maintained, with no gray hair or wrinkles.
The qi and blood of the two of them are still relatively vigorous, at least they can turn into a real qi, that is to say, there are still some of the physical qualities of the ninth professional class.
"Chairman, Master." Dai Linfeng and other disciples of Gushan Wuguan hurriedly saluted.
Wei Renjie, chairman of the Foundation, laughed and said, "Little friend Dai is in good spirits. Today, I have to show my strength. Who are these friends?"
"Chairman, this is my high school classmate. It just happened to have a gathering today to cheer for me." Qin Rui had waited for this opportunity to get out of the queue for a familiar face.
"High school? I don't know which high school the students belong to?" Wei Renjie said in an approachable manner.
Qin Rui quickly explained: "We have just graduated for half a year and we are in the first middle school. These two are our head teachers, Teacher Wu and Teacher Xin."
"Mr. Wu, I have heard that we are a super teacher of No. 1 Middle School." Wei Renjie walked to Lao Wu and held his hand, "I also graduated from No. 1 Middle School, and count as classmates. Senior brothers and seniors, you are the morning sun and the pillars of Xiushan in the future. When you graduate from university, you can’t forget your hometown."
He speaks full of official voice, but his expression is indeed quite happy. When he sees his classmates, he thinks of his youngest and most energetic years.
As a super-level teacher, Lao Wu has also met many leaders, especially those whose children are still in school, and are very enthusiastic towards him, so he is not stage fright, and smiled: "I am no stranger to the chairman Ah, the pride of the first high school, after graduating from university, he took the initiative to apply to go back to his hometown. The old principal mentioned you and he was full of praise."
His words scratched Wei Renjie’s itch, from the bottom of his heart, with a smile on his face: “It’s been a long time since I went to see the old principal, come, come, let’s sit in one of us.”
"What is the purpose of organizing teams to participate in the trials? One is to win the reputation of Xiushan, and the other is the country's resource tilt, and third, is it not just to let everyone pay more attention to martial arts and increase their interest in physical fitness? I’m very happy to watch this game. It’s a small achievement. Dear students, while studying, you can’t ignore martial arts and physical strength, or else you’ll be like me, not old and sick.”
Wei Renjie talked very much, and introduced two old men to Lou Cheng and others: "These two predecessors are the mainstays of our Xiushan martial arts circle. This is Chu Wei, the curator of Gushan Martial Arts Museum. Sir, this is Mr. Ning Xun Li Ning, the master of the Mingwei Wuguan."
Chu Wei is the one who has heavy wrinkles and sharp eyes, and Ning Xunli is the one who has good maintenance and muddy eyes.
They made a few polite sentences, and each took the disciples from the martial arts gym to sit on both sides, waiting for the game to start.
Wei Renjie took the conversation and walked to the ring. Now that there are audiences, he naturally has to give a habitual speech. After a lot of eloquence, he stepped into the main topic and said: "This time we invited Zhu Zushou from the provincial capital Liuhe Wuguan. My husband will be the referee and will conduct a practical training for the trials after the year. There are three games in total. In the first game, Dai Linfeng of Gushan Martial Arts Hall and Zhou Zhengyao of Mingwei Martial Arts Hall are both strong amateurs, which is our hope for Xiushan Martial Arts."
When he stepped down, Dai Linfeng and Zhou Zhengyao boarded from both sides and stood beside the referee. The former wore a blue-bottomed and white-brimmed martial arts uniform, and the latter was decorated with red and black. It is also a Chinese character face, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. If you go to a TV series, you will definitely play a decent role, but the anger between the eyebrows is quite heavy.
"Orange, which one do you think will win?" Jiang Fei asked with interest.
The building turned white and he gave him a glance: "It hasn't even started, how can I tell?"
"Doesn't the master have some kind of aura?" Jiang Fei asked curiously.
Cheng did not have a good air: "There are masters, but they can't be used to judge the victory or defeat, let alone they are not really masters, not even professional..."
His voice gradually became lower, because he noticed that there were eyes from both sides, but the relatives and friends of both sides were there!
"Oh..." Jiang Fei understood and focused on watching the game.
As soon as the three-minute conversation time passed, the referee announced the start. The two sides fought together, and the sound of fists and feet was clearly audible. It was so lively.
"Orange, I look wonderful, but I can't see the way, you can tell me." Jiang Fei turned his head and said, next to Cheng Qili, Qiu Hailin, Cao Lele, Du Liyu, and Xiong Tao. Come here.
Cheng did not hide his own privates, and smiled and said: "Mingwei Wuguan takes a fierce attack, and is good at using the parts other than the hands and feet, elbows, knees, shoulders, back, and head. Just now Isn't that head-hammer surprising? Their style of play is relatively extreme, rarely parrying, and attacking, and Gushan Wuguan is close to the Xingyi school, then what Brother Dai just used is not a tiger hug and slash? "
I heard him speak very well, and he spoke quite clearly. The surrounding Qiu Hailin and other classmates pricked their ears, listening and watching, and suddenly felt a lot of understanding, no longer just watching the excitement, and shouting to cheer.
talking, Lou Cheng frowned: "The senior brother Dai in the Gushan Martial Arts Center is a bit wrong. He's scared, as if he has never experienced actual combat? Isn't that impossible? Is he not enough? Concentrate, not on the ring, so many people will not be able to watch it......"
's words are not loud, but many disciples in the Gushan Martial Arts Hall are well trained and discerning. When they heard something, they all looked over angrily, but the museum owner Chu Weicai was startled and frowned. .
Suddenly, Lou Cheng's mind flashed, remembering the aura of the ninth-grade professional just now.
After a certain distance, I felt like I was facing a wolf in the wilderness, and how would the senior brother Dai, who is surnamed straight ahead, feel?
"...Is it because facing the person who was looking for the fault just now, he affected the soul, leaving behind fear, and temporarily unable to concentrate?" Lou Cheng said to himself.
can directly exert this kind of influence on the mind, it is no longer a martial art at the refining level, but a supernatural power!
The challenge just now was to create an opportunity to affect the spirit of Brother Dai, so that he could not exert his strength, and he failed miserably in front of the chairman of the foundation?
But with this method, no problem can be found afterwards, no explanation!
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As soon as he finished his words, he suddenly noticed that he looked at him with several tangible gazes, and after looking at him, he just found that Chu Weicai of Gushan Martial Arts Hall was shaking. He retracted his gaze and grabbed the disciple next to him and asked in a low voice.
And the other eyes came from the Mingwei Martial Arts Hall, the owner of the museum slowly turned back, his eyes half-opened and half-closed again.
At this time, Dai Linfeng's movements were slightly slow, and Zhou Zhengyao seized the opportunity to hit with a whip leg. He lost his center of gravity, dispelled the frame, and retreated sharply. Then he was attacked by the momentum and hit directly. It's the ring!
"Zhou Zhengyao wins!" The referee announced the result.
Qiu Hailin, Cao Lele and others turned their heads and looked at Lou Cheng, surprised at his "prophecy" just now.
"Orange, you joined the martial arts club, and you didn't learn anything else. This vision and narrative skills will increase." Qiu Hailin joked.
Cao Lele also echoed and joked: "Even if you haven't learned any martial arts, you can still eat with this one."
Before Lou Cheng spoke, Jiang Fei next to him said loudly: "People's oranges are not only accurate, they have good explanations, and martial arts are also very good! I don't feel worse than the ones on stage just now!"
brushed it, many eyes looked over, surprised and funny, making Lou Cheng's face reddened, Jiang Fei also lost his momentum, and said with a dry smile:
"I feel, I feel it."
Seeing Lou Cheng looking at him "with a grudge", Jiang Fei hurriedly said in a low voice:
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