Martial Arts Master Chapter 122: Spring comes with 1 thunder
Two days later, at 7 o’clock in the evening, a large number of spectators flooded into the New Century Budo Hall. Even if the scalpers made the ticket price high, there were many people interested. In just ten minutes, there were many transactions. Even the propaganda posters depicting the scene of Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun holding hands and confronting each other are particularly gunners. If it were not for a security guard at the door, the portraits that were pasted had been looted long ago.
The big screen inside the stadium is showing the highlights of Lou Cheng’s and Peng Leyun’s matches over the past few years. Unfortunately, the most recent exciting moments were all eight months ago, lacking their latest performance, and this makes the audience more and more looking forward to it. Full of guesswork.
The location of the surrounding stands near the venue has been cleared to avoid injury caused by the aftermath of inhuman combat. At the same time, the Huahai Municipal Government has also specially mobilized a group of police officers to guard at various key locations to prevent accidents.
Listening to the noisy cheers outside, Peng Leyun in the locker room recovered from the endless daze, looked around the coach Huang Qing, the second general Fang Zhirong and others, smiled lightly and cleanly:
"I will be the first to play."
His voice is not high and his momentum is soft, but Fang Zhirong is inexplicably stagnant, forgetting his original idea, nodding in agreement, and coach Huang Qingwei, who has all white hair, nodded invisibly without any objection.
As for Bernhard and others, there is no opinion.
Peng Leyun retracted his gaze, looking at the TV screen in the dressing room, his thoughts fluttered slightly.
He initially planned to win the third championship and then fade out of the college martial arts circle to compete in professional competitions. Who knew that he was injured by Lin Que broke out last year, lost to Lou Cheng, lost the honor, so he changed his mind and stayed. After coming down, fight for another year.
This year, his life was diametrically opposed to the high-level battle that was originally expected every week. He was lazy and laid back, almost never shot.
Speaking logically, this will cause the retreat of martial arts, but Peng Leyun has realized the taste that is different from the past, and has really settled down and obtained a different harvest.
And now, it is time to test this harvest!
Thunder, yin and yang are also, one static and one movement, the square is the right way, the movement turns to the quiet, the quietness thinks to move, I have been quiet enough now!
Peng Leyun turned her head subconsciously and looked at the door of the locker room. His sight seemed to pass through it, projected onto the ring, and projected to the Martial Arts Club of Songcheng University.
"I look forward to..." He let out a sigh, every joint, every muscle, every acupuncture point of his body burst out loudly, heavy and powerful, humming and terrifying, like a turbine spinning, like There were waves of thunder in the extreme gathering, and Fang Zhirong, Bernhard and others looked at each other, inexplicably frightened.
There is a thunder in spring, and everything is restored!
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Another dressing room.
Although Deng Yang, He Zi, Wang Dali and others don't think they have done anything wrong, they look at Lou Cheng with vague guilt and self-blame.
"Hey, Peng Leyun must be the first to come on stage. I and Xiao Yoko are two weak chickens. Even if we go together, they are not enough for him to stuff his teeth. Oranges can only look at you." Cai Zongming broke the relative depression. The atmosphere, said in a self-blaming way.
"You are a weak chicken, don't take me!" Deng Yang protested, "Next year, next year I will definitely be a strong man in the Dan realm!"
Lou Cheng smiled and listened calmly, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote down the list and order of appearances:
"Lou Cheng, Deng Yang, Cai Zongming..."
He handed the paper to Yan Xiaoling next to him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned and said: "Thank you, please."
Li Xiaowen found a very good job and went to the company for internship in February. The errands of the Budo Club were basically handed over to a sophomore girl who claimed to be reliable.
Yan Xiaoling accepted the roster, nodded excitedly, and rushed out the door. After a crisp bang, she squatted down, her eyes filled with tears.
Who, who has the locker door open!
"All right?" Mu Jinnian asked concerned.
He Zi hates iron for not making steel and scolds: "You don't look at the road!"
Yan Xiaoling aggrieved and raised her head: "Usually with my height, I should not be able to hit that position...",
Everyone was dumb, almost laughing, and the calm atmosphere was swept away.
"How many centimeters did you gain today?" He Zi thought about it and blurted out.
Yan Xiaoling's face was stunned, she patted her thigh and said:
"Oh my god, it turned out to be like this!"
Everyone couldn't help it anymore and watched the short with roar of laughter, no, the petite figure flashed out of the locker room.
Mom mentally retarded!
Out of the gate, Yan Xiaoling paused, did not rush to the supervision desk, first took out her mobile phone, entered the forum, posted a post, and said in her voice:
"Hahahahahahaha, he smiled at me!"
"Hahahahahaha, he told me to trouble you!"
"Fuck, fuck, are you crazy?" "The Dragon King" and others were all in amazement.
"It's not crazy, it's a nympho..." "Huan Fan" rolled all over, "But I am so envious, what should I do!"
In the dressing room, Lou Cheng smiled and shook his head, closed his eyes, and suddenly recalled every bit of the past half a year:
Walking in the rain, meeting God in the void, seeing myself...
Raid the "Butcher" and suppress it from beginning to end in a precise and unmistakable manner...
Forced against Mayevsky’s team, the timing is perfect...
Everyday at home, warm and sweet, lasting forever...
Under the Bingshen Sect, observe the exquisite knowledge of Waigang, have some insights, understand by analogy...
After the promotion, against Brandon, the new skills are proficient...
Daily thinking and constant hard work, finally let "Sigh of the Ice Queen" be used in actual combat...
All kinds of scenes echoed in his mind, and finally melted into a furnace, burning into a raging battle.
August has passed, the dust has been washed away, and it's time to shoot again!
"I can't wait..." Lou Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the door.
The temperature in the entire locker room seemed to drop to freezing point, causing the unprepared Cai Zongming, Deng Yang and others to shiver.
But when they touched the skin on the back of their hands, they found that the heat had not changed and there was no coolness!
Everything before seems to come only from the spirit, from the heart!
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In the live broadcast room, the host Liu Chang looked at the scene in the venue and sighed:
"Everyone is so enthusiastic, this game is indeed worth looking forward to."
"The gimmick of the Tianjiao duel in the world alone is attractive enough, not to mention that Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun are both overwhelmingly popular." He Xiaowei echoed with a smile, "Moreover, this is the first time they are on the same level. Status fight."
In December of the previous year, Peng Leyun raised the building to almost one grade, and quickly defeated Lin Que in advance. In the second matchup in April last year, Peng Leyun was seriously traumatized by Lin Que’s self-sacrifice outbreak. In good condition, now, the roster of the two sides has been set, Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun will no longer have other interference, and they are finally at the same level, which belongs to the peak contest of evenly matched.
"Yes, it reminds me of the four words "Zijin Zhi", Xiaowei, who do you think has a higher chance of winning?" Liu Chang asked with interest.
He Xiaowei shook his head like a rattle: "It's not easy to say, it's hard to say, they haven't taken a serious shot for half a year, how can I judge?"
As soon as this statement came out, Peng Leyun's fan in front of the screen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that most of the clouds covering his head had disappeared.
As for the audience who like Lou Cheng, they are a little disappointed. If He Xiaowei is optimistic about Peng Leyun, he is cursing his opponent. If he thinks Lou Cheng can win, hum, how magical is against the number of days, the taste of poisonous milk rebound must be good!
"Indeed, they have accumulated momentum for more than half a year. I don't know what kind of power they will explode today. Maybe they are both close to the fourth rank." Liu Chang sighed with emotion, suddenly thought of a rumor, and said with a smile, "Listen It is said that Lou Cheng will not return to Wu Yuehui, he will join the Dragon Tiger Club in early July, and Peng Leyun graduated from University, he must return to the Qing Dynasty, hehe, I feel like a pair of'Dragon King' and'Martial Saint' rivals." /
"They are the future "Dragon King" and "Wu Sheng"? Have you ever asked the Living Buddha Shishan and "Ming King" Zhihai when you said this?" He Xiaowei hey, instinctively retorted, "Even if the living Buddhas of the past entered Waigang, the speed of improvement will slow down a lot, entering a bottleneck, maybe when Lou Cheng, Peng Leyun overtakes, but Zhihai? He only three years into Waigang, he won the title of king, this is the average person can compare Even if there are accidental factors, the Dragon King and Wu Sheng fought together in other competitions, both of them were injured, some of the title strong encountered in advance, and the winner was damaged. The ability to defeat more than one rank and title strong along the way is enough to show his strength , He has steadily stabilized the other current princes!"
The dates of the five major title battles were missed from each other. According to one paragraph, the final finals of the "Battle of Kings" are generally selected at the end of March and early April, and Daxingji Zhihai, more than 20 days ago, won the challenge and became the king of the new year. Respected as the "King of Ming"!
"It is correct to say that, but Zhihai is nearly four years older than Peng Leyun and five years older than Lou Cheng. Strictly speaking, it cannot be compared directly." Liu Chang said pertinently.
"Wait for four years, five years later, when the time comes, Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun can become Waigang, they are considered to be worthy of the name of the world's arrogance, as for the title, hehe." He Xiaowei smiled fiercely.
The host Liu Chang was afraid of causing disputes and did not want to go into this issue. He hurriedly laughed and said, "Well, that's the end of the pre-match commentary. Let's cut into the off-site interview and listen to what the audience thinks." /
The screen changes, and the team is queuing to enter.
The reporter handed the topic to a Mingli girl with shoulder-length straight hair:
"Hello, who do you support?"
"Shanbei! Peng Leyun!" The other party answered without hesitation.
"Why?" the reporter asked.
The beautiful student-like girl said with a smile:
"I prefer Peng Leyun's personality, uh, uh, he, he is more handsome!"
The girl who boldly said the idea blushed, aroused a smile, and turned her head to the other side~IndoMTL.com~What about you? "The reporter saw a girl with a sweet smile nearby, eager to try.
"I like Lou Cheng, he is more masculine!" The girl had been brewing for a long time and shouted.
After an interview, the director watched the time and cut the screen back to the scene. The host Liu Chang announced excitedly:
"Everyone, the game is about to begin!"
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At this time, Lou Cheng, who was sitting on the "visiting team" seat, received a message from Yan Zheke. It was a photo of two people interlocking their fingers and ringing each other.
"Be with you!" the girl said, "make a fist and shine."
"Two-on-one seems unfair..." Lou Cheng "snickered" back and locked the screen.
He handed the phone to Cai Zongming for safekeeping, and slowly got up and looked at the ring. On the other side, Peng Leyun took off the big white towel draped on his body and Shi Shiran stood up.