Martial Arts Master Chapter 130: The world is always small

In the fan forum on the first floor.

"I have a hunch that the senior can go one step further this time and enter the top eight!" "Long night is coming" Yan Xiaoling said "violently".

"What a coincidence! I also have this hunch!" "Huan Fan" echoed "shaking hands".

"Gai Shilong King" "smirkly" said: "You two have begun to lose character so early?"

"This is not like the double elimination system in the early stage of the'Grandmaster Battle'. There is still room for recovery when losing a game. It is really necessary to draw a strong enemy. It is not a strange thing to be eliminated in the first round. It's important!" "Cow Devil" "Funny" replied.

"Plumber eats mushrooms" analyzed: "This round is also good, relatively weak, and the probability of drawing a strong enemy is low. Starting from the second round is the time to fight for character."

"Suddenly, character is really important..." "Good names are eaten by dogs" "Sit blankly."

"...I, I was wrong! I admit it!" Yan Xiaoling had never cared about face, and quickly changed the subject, "Then let's discuss the title of'king' for seniors in the future. He keeps talking about his own Martial arts is the "cosmic starry sky stream", how about calling it "Zhou King"? No, I thought it was the King Zhou... Then, it's called the "Star King"! The king of stars, how nice!"

"What, king of the apes?" "Consequently pure love Toshi Okamoto" asked rhetorically, "Pulling out his ears."

"Road to the Ring" followed with a smile and said: "What, King Salary? I pass it, I pass it, can't I pass this fire?"

"...You are too much, every word has a bunch of homophones, don't pay attention to the details! It's unavoidable! Just like the'Dragon King', isn't it easy to mistake for the'Deaf King'? "Yan Xiaoling "slapped the table and threw the stool" said.

As soon as this remark came out, the forum suddenly became quiet, and no one responded for a full minute, which made Yan Xiaoling uneasy.

"Where is the person?" she couldn't help asking.

"...Xiao Changye, don't go out recently, you are likely to be beaten..." "Huan Fan" "sighed" said.

Yan Xiaoling "hidden her face and sighed" and said: "I delete, I delete, can't I delete it?"

…………

May 11, Hexi City, on the eve of the second round of the "Wu Shengzhan" draw.

Loucheng sat cross-legged on the bed, watching the hotel TV and chatting on Q.

He won the Xuanwu school Gou Wen who was promoted the same year in the first round, which was a small bargain.

This is not to say that Gou Wen is weak. As the leader of the new generation of basalt sect, she does not practice "Shuibu" or "Xuanwu True Sword", because she belongs to the Miao people and has the talent of Witch Gu. The fragments of the plague in the martial arts collection, whether it is the "Plastic Envoy" who is surrounded by viruses and other objects to make the enemy weaker in the war, or the deadly "Five Plagues", or the ninth style "Lü Di "One finger. Scorpion wobbles tail", they are all done, close to the second grade.

Unfortunately, what she met was Lou Cheng. The “High Temperature Hell” of the Fire Department minimizes the effect of the “Plastic Envoys”. Shaojue was hard to master, and finally lost helplessly.

Of course, this is not only because of style restraint, but more importantly, Lou Cheng's strength has surpassed her by more than half.

After replying to the little fairy, Lou Cheng switched to the group and saw Ren Li appearing:

"Let’s continue betting!"

"Let’s see who can stick to the end! The winner treats!"

You seem to be brooding about the results of the last time... Lou Cheng laughed secretly, as if he saw Ren Li's unwillingness forever, and replied concisely:

"Okay!"

"I have no problem." Peng Leyun followed.

An Chaoyang "sighed long" and said:

"I can only wait for next year."

He ranked first in the "Wu Sheng Zhan" qualifiers, entered the main match, and won the "Dragon King" in the round and accepted the "guidance".

But what he means next year is that at this time next year, I should also be Waigang!

As soon as his voice fell, the draw officially began. There will be several byes in this round, but Lou Cheng unfortunately heard his name in the first place:

"Longhu, Lou Cheng!"

Hey, I don't know who it will be... Lou Cheng cast his eyes on the TV screen.

A few seconds later, the guest took out another small ball and laughed:

"Haiyuan, Long Zhen!"

Once the second main player of Dragon Tiger Club!

Close to the first-class powerhouse!

I wiped it, what a coincidence... Lou Cheng picked up the phone and pressed the virtual keyboard. When he was waiting to message his wife, he saw classmate Ke Xiaoke "diagonally forced":

"Really. It's not that enemies don’t get together!"

"But his enemy is the "Dragon King"." Lou Cheng "tears in his smile."

Yan Zheke "turned his eyes to the sky" said:

"Essentially speaking, it is you...you are taking his place, and everyone will inevitably compare you with him..."

"That's right." Lou Cheng inexplicably looked forward to it.

In last year’s team practice, I never beat Long Zhen once!

…………

In the hotel where the Haiyuan Club stayed.

Long Zhen, who is more than two meters tall and thick and strong, is sitting on the sand without even watching TV. He is slowly burning his cigar.

Around him, "Witch" Qian Hui was sitting on the side, "Cheetah" Li Yuanqi pacing back and forth, "Empty Nest Old Man" Wu Molian was smoking a cigar leisurely, calling and harassing his old friends from time to time, looking lazy. .

When the duel came out, Qian Hui, Li Yuanqi and others all turned their eyes to Long Zhen, but found that this man with a smooth head and a vicious appearance did not see the slightest emotional ups and downs. After enjoying a cigar slowly, he smiled. Road:

"The world is so small."

He looked around and leaned his body back:

"If he was drawn at this time next year, I would not dare to take a shot on the chest to guarantee."

He smoked his cigar again, exhaling misty smoke:

"As for now~IndoMTL.com~Hey..."

"Yes, you are the one who is going to challenge the'Dragon King', how could you be blocked by Lou Cheng." Wu Molian said with a big smile watching the excitement.

Long Zhen didn't speak any more, laughed, and continued to enjoy his cigar.

There were many strong matches in the subsequent lottery, but due to the principle of seed avoidance, the classic contest was temporarily lacking. When it was over, there were a total of several byes, directly entering the top 32, including "Morning Star" Ren Li, including a Qing Zongjiao...

Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun were dumbfounded by this, and they deeply felt the difference between Ou Huang and Fei.

…………

In the afternoon of the next day, in the Hanhai Gobi.

A dark place where weeds do not grow gravel, surrounded by one after another weathered stone pillars, this is not like the magic of nature, but like human work.

This is the venue and auditorium of the "Wu Shengzhan".

Of course, these stone pillars are not a short distance away from the desert, so they are protected from the aftermath. There are also masters of the Martial Arts Association "patrolling" around.

As a contestant in the first contest, Lou Cheng came out of the tent (dressing room) early, handed his mobile phone and other belongings to Auman, facing the hot Gobi gale, step by step to the center of the "ring".

The dragon on the opposite side really looks like a half-iron tower, walking slowly and steadily.

He wears a loose sky-blue martial arts uniform, and his appearance alone can put a lot of pressure on people.

Stopping at the predetermined location, Long Zhen looked towards Lou Cheng and smiled slightly:

"This is not a team practice."

I will really go all out!

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