Martial Arts Master Chapter 44: Round 2

"Lou Chengsheng!"

Unfamiliar words reverberated in my ears. Ichiei Sakata lay on the ground, his mind was blank, he forgot to stand up, as if he had returned home, returning to the dazedness when he woke up every afternoon.

I tried my best to break through the past, but still lost the game. Seeing that the shoes looked intact, he didn't seem to use all his strength at all, he has been able to do well...

When I was overtime by the Tiger Lord, I comforted myself that running fast is not necessarily running well. The latter half is the key to comparison. When he develops a real "wave", and I am always sleepy In the same place, I comfort myself. Below this level, I am invincible and the strongest. I will definitely be promoted in the future...

But now, facing a twenty-year-old opponent of the same level, I have lost so embarrassed and powerless, what can I comfort myself?

Lou Cheng retracted his hand, coughed, and awakened Sakata Ichiei, watching him stand up with abandoning frenzy, his eyes were filled with confusion and depression.

He can't communicate, because he only knows a few English words, so he's too lazy to say it, he shook his hand and said softly in his native language:

"Concession."

The Eastern Samurai attaches great importance to etiquette, and he cannot lose the face of his country in this regard.

Sakata Ichiei is used to bowing naturally, turning around, ignoring the line and diverging off the ring, ignoring the pain of his arm at all. He used "Ninjutsu: Back Strike" before in desperation. ", the bottom plate is unstable in a hurry, and there is still the backlash damage of the variant version of "Deep Drink". Even if it has blocked Lou Cheng's serial kicks, it has been "floated", drawn out, with both arms Almost broken or cracked.

Lou Cheng has no interest in his mental journey and behind-the-scenes stories. He even forgot to pay tribute to the stands, rushed down the stone steps, found the game supervisor, took back his wallet and mobile phone, unlocked the screen, and gave Yan Zhe back Ke sent a message, "smirking" said:

"Win!"

At this time, Peng Leyun, Ren Li and An Chaoyang, who were about to throw their fists to congratulate each other, withdrew their arms in a slight embarrassment, pretending to look left and right, and commented on the other arena games.

Yan Zheke seemed to have been waiting, and soon said with an expression of "surprise":

"It's only over three and a half minutes...There are no avatars under Kazuei Sakata's reputation."

"Puff, if you flatter me like this, I will be proud!" Lou Cheng's mouth turned up and sent a picture similar to his own expression.

The implication of classmate Ke Xiaoke is that those who can hold on for a minute or two in their own hands are considered to be the best at Rank 6!

Yan Zheke "covered her mouth and snickered" and said:

"Hey, please call me professional orange blowing!"

"Well, I can concentrate on class now~"

Lou Cheng put away his mobile phone, returned to the stand, stretched out his hand in a good mood, and gave high fives to Peng Leyun, An Chaoyang, Ren Li, and Zhong Ningtao.

Uh, the expressions of several teammates are a bit strange...

"What's the matter?" Lou Cheng asked in confusion.

"Nothing." Peng Leyun's eyes continued to drift away, An Chaoyang kept his eyes open and listened to the song intently. Ren Li lowered her head and studied the question of how to bet.

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In the Dragon Tiger Club forum, "Gai Shi Long Wang" "comically" said:

"Haha, I'm reviewing Dongying's forum, it's great to see their comments!"

"Hey, eh, eh, you still understand Dongying, please translate it quickly and let me see how they extol it!" "Long night is coming" Yan Xiaoling deliberately used an expression of "great anger."

"Sit and wait!" "Huan Fan" replied immediately.

After a while, "The Dragon King of the World" began to translate one by one:

"Ichiei Sakata has really become an ordinary person."

"Ichiei-kun has actually exceeded his level, but he still failed."

"He didn't have a chance from the beginning to the end. When he exploded and played the "Seven Sins", it was pleasantly surprised and hopeful, but there was no effect."

"Idiots! Ishihara, the big idiots of the Budo Master Association, how could they give China four wild cards?"

"That Lou Cheng was very famous last year. I have seen his name here."

"I feel like a genius even better than Tiger Lord. It is said that there are many geniuses in China, and the players sent this time are all!"

"After all, it is an ancient country full of history."

"We can only look forward to Xunjiang and Tiger Lord!"

"Xunjiang sauce race high!"

……

"Haha, Dongying people are still quite qualified. They don't show any sourness." "Selling wontons" and "laughing with arms akimbo" said.

"Long night is coming" Yan Xiaoling sold stupidly: "Although I don't understand what they are talking about, I still feel good!"

There is nothing happier than the frustration, admiration and admiration of the enemy!

"Xiaolong, Xiaolong, the important task of translating this kind of comment is left to you in the future (shoulder)!" "Huan Fan" said enthusiastically.

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After reading the content of the live broadcast, Lou Cheng felt more comfortable and did not show up anymore. After the first round of the double-loss knockout round, he and his teammates returned directly to the hotel.

Standing in front of the window in the high-rise room, he looked at the bright lights that symbolized human civilization, smug, waiting for the next round.

Pick up the phone, Lou Cheng shared this feeling with his wife, and finally "smiles" said:

"You will get a bonus for breaking into the top 16!"

Yan Zheke was taking class seriously and could not reply in time. Lou Cheng waited for a moment, but could not hear the special reminder.

He unconsciously unlocked the screen, thinking about sending another one, but after typing, considering that too frequent messages would affect the girl’s study, he restrained himself and deleted the written content one by one. .

After washing up, Lou Cheng turned off all the lights, and lay down on the bed in the quiet and dark, looking for things to pass the time. After seeing Jiang Pang crying and hungry and wanting to eat supper, he kindly took these few days The stolen Dekor food map was sent to the buddies.

"You're cruel! I decided to go out and eat Lao Liu's barbecue. I will take pictures of you later, no thanks!" Jiang Fei said with an expression of "Come on, hurt each other".

"Squeeze the fat on your body and touch your bulging belly, won't your conscience hurt?" Lou Cheng "huh" said, "Moreover, I'm going to bed soon. Nothing (manually funny)."

Fighting Jiang Fatzhong, Yan Zheke replied to his previous message, "sit down well" and said:

"Waiting for your bonus to invite me to a big meal~! By the way, the Queen Mother will return home like September 14."

"Okay!" Lou Cheng quickly switched the APP, booked a ticket to fly to the US on September 14, and showed the screenshot to Ke Xiaoke.

"I want to tear up a dozen pages of the calendar!" Yan Zike said in a joke.

Without a few words, we went to class again, Lou Cheng was also close to the sleeping point, so they said "an" to each other.

In the early morning of the next day, he woke up on time and did all kinds of things step by step. Finally, he came to the place where he exercised before and continued to practice hard day after day~ IndoMTL.com~ During his visualization, cold light It bursts, crystal clear, shimmering and dreamy, but it brings out the endless darkness, endless loneliness and extreme coldness without heat.

With the initial formation of this picture, Lou Cheng only felt that the frost power in his body was undergoing subtle changes, making it more illusory, more ethereal, and more like a vortex that absorbs temperature.

This is the sublimation of "Frost Jin" to "Ice Soul Jin". He has peeked out the way, and he has a solid foundation.

Practicing "Ice Soul Power" for a while, Lou Cheng took out the "Yandi Picture" that had been lost in Shen Yun, concentrated his mind, focused on comprehension, and tried to outline the kind of gathering, kind of heavyness, kind of explosion and that in his mind. Kind of jet.

However, he was still a little worse and still failed to visualize success.

"'Yan Di Jin' seems to be'Zhu Rong Jin' with a high degree of solidity and spontaneous change..." Lou Chengruo thought about it, and when his spirit was close to the limit, he turned to exercise his fists and kicks.

It was another day without surprises. They practiced in the morning, took a rest in the afternoon, and came to the Dekor Country in the evening to watch the draw of the second round of the double-loss knockout.

Because only one round has been played, no one has failed two games yet, so there are still 36 players, 18 duels.

This time, Lou Cheng's name was drawn out early.

"Who would it be? I hope it's not a Samurai warrior, so I can experience different martial arts..." He turned his thoughts secretly.

A few seconds later, the guest drew out his opponent and called out the name loudly:

"Miluo, Vega!"

Vega? Lou Cheng turned his head in amazement and looked at the cold man in the blue general uniform. He looked at him facelessly, his eyes were dark and white, and he jumped!

I'm rubbing, I met the second seed in the second round of the double-loss knockout!

It's really not a Toyo Samurai...

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