Martial Arts Master Chapter 187: Will there be a certain feeling at this time?
On the same night, when Lou Cheng Yanzhike was on a bicycle night tour and Peng Leyun was practicing in the swimming pool, the lights in the martial arts club of the Imperial Capital College were all out, and there was silence.
Yuehua shone in from outside the window, sprinkling silver frost on the ground, and Chen Diguo stepped on "them" and came to the door of the dressing room.
He stopped for more than ten seconds, took out the key, unlocked the door, walked in, then put his hands in his pockets, and with the dim light, he carefully looked at every inch of this place, the metal long stool, the partition The bathroom, the clean bathroom, have a panoramic view.
Chen Diguo took two steps, stood in front of the locker, and opened the one with his name with another key.
There are a lot of sundries, shampoo and spare razors.
He took them out one by one and put them in his backpack. His movements were very slow, like a heavy iron weighing mound. It took three minutes to clean up.
Looking at the empty scene inside, he clicked his lips a few times, and closed the cabinet door with a click, then locked it again.
He didn't take the key again, and let it hang there, hanging down for later use, shaking it lightly, if there was any sound.
Looking deeply at the nameplate with the words "Chen Diguo" written on it, the corners of his mouth curled up, he inhaled and looked to the side, there seemed to be a crystal reflection in his eyes, then he stretched out his hand and pulled it away. Coming down, carefully unfolded and smoothed, rubbed it back and forth, and put it in the place where the photo was in the wallet.
Putting on the backpack and stuffing the wallet, Chen Diguo stepped back, step by step, and approached the door.
One step back, he stared at the front, tens of seconds later, he reached out to grab the doorknob, and pulled the door of the locker room back.
Click!
In the slight voice embedded in the lock cylinder, Chen Diguo seemed to have thought about it.
He still left the key on the door, carrying a backpack, and measuring the martial arts venue with his feet: a power room with many equipment, a slightly outdated arena with stone steps, a total of five floors of spectator seats, and vaguely watching A wide field where you can see all kinds of exercise marks.
Step by step, slowly and heavily, Chen Diguo finally entered the honor room and stopped in front of the window where the many championship trophies that the Imperial College Budo Club had won.
He reached out his hand again, but touched the cold glass lightly.
Hovering for a moment, he retracted his right palm, turned his body, and walked outside. The backpack behind him was not big, as if he had not taken anything.
Step by step, Chen Diguo kept looking around, returning to the gate of the martial arts venue with a snail's speed.
Looking up again, he sighed long and showed a bitter smile.
Kang Dang!
The door slowly closed, everything that was familiar gradually disappeared from his eyes, and nothing was left in the end.
The sky and the moon are still there forever, Chen Diguo turned and left, his figure stretched out, swaying, and drifting away.
In the shadows outside the office of the Budo Club, Ren Li in a long-haired shawl and a faintly melancholy Shen melancholy hidden in Qing Dan watched quietly. No one spoke or stood up.
After a long time, there were two sighs.
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This night, Li Xiaoyuan, with long hair and a very classical and elegant temperament, sat in the corner of the coffee shop. Opposite him was a lazy old man.
"This is the condition of our Ocean Abyss Club. As long as you agree, you can now choose the pill realm martial arts you want from the Anbu, the Magnetic Department and the Plague Department. Haha, although they are all fragments, they are not complete. But the corresponding Waigang content is still there." The old man in the dark retro martial arts uniform said with a smile, "We are not in the top professional tournament yet, but you also know that the'witch' is growing very fast, the old man, I will fight another five. Years are not a problem, and we are still inviting other foreign powers to cultivate potential reserve from the martial arts school. Before you graduate, we must be among the top twelve forces."
"Sounds pretty good." Li Xiaoyuan drank lipstick tea and nodded with a smile.
"Moved?" The old man raised an eyebrow and smiled.
"We can initiate a contract first, and wait for you to pass the official contract over and confirm that there is no problem, then this matter will be settled." Li Xiaoyuan said lightly, as if it was not related to his martial arts life The most important choice is to go to the supermarket to buy something.
No, when you go to the supermarket to buy things, you will be more entangled in choosing what to choose, he is not now!
The old man was quite surprised and said: "Don't think about it, don't talk about it, that's it?"
The other party agreed so quickly that he felt unreal!
"There is a reason." Li Xiaoyuan smiled.
"Is there any special reason?" the old man asked with interest.
Li Xiaoyuan sipped his lipstick tea: "My dad grew up watching you play."
"Uh..." The old man was stunned.
You are already twenty, and your dad is probably in the forties. Watching me grow up in the game... It's a not-so-pleasant compliment...
As the old man sighed, Li Xiaoyuan laughed and added:
"Actually, this is a joke..."
"..." The old man was speechless.
"The real reason is that you were the first to officially invite me." Li Xiaoyuan leaned back in his chair and answered with a smile.
"Are you kidding?" the old man asked uneasy.
"Am I the kind of person who keeps joking?" Li Xiaoyuan asked seriously.
The old man pondered for a moment:
"Then let's initial an agreement."
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Two days passed in a flash. For most warriors, this will not bring any improvement.
April 25th, the imperial capital has white clouds and blue sky, the temperature is moderate, and it is not sun or mist.
Lou Cheng, when they left the hotel and entered the bus, the dusk had not yet arrived, everything was so bright.
The vehicles stopped and walked, and it didn't take long to get outside the Imperial City Martial Arts Stadium. There were already crowds of people in twos and threes, with a relaxed look and a relaxed posture.
Just about to get out of the car, Yan Zheke's cell phone vibrated suddenly and a bell rang from the "Queen Mother".
"Hey, mom, did you cheer me up in advance?" Yan Zike tried his best to keep his tone brisk and not let his parents feel nervous about the game.
Furthermore, I have a good psychological quality. I have been struggling for a year. No, after more than one year of finals, I will inevitably be nervous.
Ji Mingyu chuckled and said: "We are not calling to refuel when we are watching the game? Your dad and I have been waiting in the cafe outside, just in time to see your car coming."
"Are you here so early?" Yan Zhe blinked his eyes and looked at Lou Cheng.
Lou Cheng coughed, his back straightened, and the movement of getting out of the car became more unrestrained.
He kept his posture, turned around, and helped his girlfriend so that she wouldn't trip while getting out of the car while calling.
The pressure of the "final" is beginning to show up!
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The sky is getting darker, and more and more spectators gather outside. There are banners, cartoons, small speakers, inflatable hammers, and bursts of singing.
For Shanbei and Songda, this is not the home court. There are few irons. Most of the followers have a tendency to get along well with each other.
In the locker room of the Budo Club of Shanbei University, they have been preparing for two finals in an orderly manner. No one is too excited or too nervous.
When everything is done, President Xu Wannian knocked on the metal bench and said with a smile:
"For this final, I haven't gone clubbing for a long time."
"Haha, President, don't talk, from now on you don't talk, don't curse us!" The blond young man from Northern Europe laughed with a weird accent.
He is strong, rugged, and extremely confident.
"You said that to me, believe it or not you are going to be struck by lightning today?" Xu Wannian was amused.
"Okay, stop arguing, Wannian, you are a senior year, and you are leaving school in a few months. This is a good fight, don't leave any regrets." Coach Huang Qing said.
Xu Wannian nodded slightly, glanced at Peng Leyun and Fang Zhirong, who closed their eyes and kept silent, shook their shoulders, got up and made a fist:
"Then say goodbye to me with a gorgeous ending!"
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In the locker room of the Budo Club of Songcheng University.
Old man Shi looked around and coughed twice:
"We are a bit worse than Shanbei. No doubt about this, but we did not come here to lose, not to give them the championship. Think about it, we Songda does not have a national championship yet. The honor room is waiting for you to fill it up!"
"Fight, those who are barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes!"
Hearing these two sentences, Lou Chengyou looked at Lin Que, and at him, who was buried in his head and said nothing.
Koke said that the best record in the history of her own martial arts club was created by her uncle Lin Que's father. However, it was only the runner-up and fell into the finals.
The eldest brother gave up the professional competition plan and applied to Songda University in order to make up for this regret!
This regret will be made up for by us and all of us!
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In the live broadcast room, the screen is playing back the journey of Shanbei and Songda all the way:
Take advantage of other opponents, meet in a round-robin battle, Shanbei wins Songda;
Let’s take the courage to pay, and relax and improve, not only Lou Cheng and Lin Que, but also the substitutes;
The defending champion wins the opponents of the group lightly, and the team does not qualify;
In the death team, Songda felt comfortable, and in the last strong dialogue, he defeated Huahai with his utmost effort. In the middle of the team, he turned defeat into victory, and Lectra An Chaoyang showed the top six battles. Lin Que used one to wear two, not allowing the former to be exclusively beautiful;
The quarter-finals are calm, and each one can easily advance;
In the semi-finals, Shanbei once again defeated the strong enemy, and the champion temperament came to the face. Peng Leyun deserved the title of the great devil in the national competition;
Songda has gone through hard battles and narrowly defeated the imperial capital. Both the main force and the substitutes have played to the extreme, and they have struggled to the extreme;
Now the two meet on the highest stage~IndoMTL.com~ The past is broken!
After reviewing, the host Liu Chang said emotionally:
"In fact, there is no need to do these special programs, and the atmosphere of this game does not need to be rendered, because these can be better done with only two words."
"What are these two words?"
Speaking of this, Liu Chang paused, then raised his voice:
"Finals!"
Yes, the word "finals" contains all the meaning, all the passion and all the expectations of the tournament system challenge!
National University Budokai Finals:
Shanbei VS Songda!
Peng Leyun VS Lou Cheng!
April 25th, 7:40 pm, will begin soon!