Martial Arts Master Chapter 27: On behalf of myself (2

As the vehicle drove faster and slower, the bus was quickly pulled away and disappeared under the eyes of Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke.

"It's a coincidence..." Lou Cheng shook his head and laughed, pushing his glasses, and sighed.

He knew very well that the friends of Dragon Tiger Club would also come to watch the game today, but he didn't expect to meet him once on the way.

Of course, this is only one side of their own. Even if they saw the passengers in the car just now, they would not know that "that" is the water friend "Schrodinger's tiger", and there is a high probability that they would not recognize themselves as Lou Cheng. .

When Yan Zheke heard the words, he smiled and turned his head and glanced at her husband:

"Orange, I thought of a sentence of lyrics!"

"What?" Lou Cheng asked curiously.

"It's hard to hold the opposite hand~" Yan Zike pursed her lips with a chuckle.

"Where are all this going!" Lou Cheng replied angrily and amusingly, and added wittyly, "Then we call the fate to meet for thousands of miles, and we will sleep together for a hundred years of cultivation?"

Yan Zheke took a sip, turned his head upturned and looked to the side, and immediately looked at Lou Cheng "disgustingly":

"Such an old song, do you remember it so clearly? Uncle Orange!"

While talking, the car slowed down and drove into the parking lot. After Lou Cheng and Yan Zike paid half of the charter fee, they opened the door and walked down. Follow the instructions and walk along the road, hand in hand. About six to seven hundred meters.

After turning around a mountain col, the two of them suddenly became cheerful, and only felt that the "scorching factor" in the air increased and became extremely active.

The front is a wide area that sinks more and more towards the center. With every few steps, flames emerge from the ground, burning quietly, not extinguishing day and night.

Looking very far, Lou Cheng could only see the dark red flowing in the cracks in the core of this place, and the parts close to the outside seemed to be covered by black-gray armor. Just looking at it from a distance, you can feel full of tyranny. Blazing.

This is the home of the Dragon Tiger Club, the famous "flame hell"!

Around the size of two or three football fields, there are one semi-enclosed transparent promenade after another, which may be made up and down, divided into several rows, or partitioned into boxes, which is just the usual sense. "Stands", to prevent the spectators who "have no power to restrain chickens" from being injured by flying flames, splashing magma, aftermath of explosions, etc., they are all made of high-tech explosion-proof and fire-resistant glass, and left Listen to the sound channel.

Yan Zheke pulled out the two tickets from his bag and found the corresponding glass box. Under the instructions of the security staff, he opened the door and entered. There is a sofa and a coffee table inside. There are three different angles showing "flame hell." "The big screen.

"This is the first time I have enjoyed VIP treatment in the stands..." Lou Cheng looked around and smiled.

"In fact, I prefer the crowded kind, because the atmosphere is contagious." Yan Zheke's eyes rolled up, without concealing his thoughts, "but my grandfather has to give me this, afraid of accidents, I I told him that I was with you, but he is still worried."

"It takes an inhuman state to make Grandpa completely relieved..." Lou Cheng laughed at himself.

In the eyes of Waigang powerhouses, a "talent" top 6-rank pill martial artist is indeed not that safe.

"Maybe, boy, sprint!" Yan Zike replied half jokingly and half encouragingly.

In the replays of the various exciting games before the game, the time came to 10:25 in the morning. All the positions of the "stand" have their owners, including the long guns and short guns of the press booth.

An unmanned aerial camera took off, each took its place, and sent the picture back to the glass corridor, so that the scene in the audience's sight was confirmed.

Lou Cheng noticed that "Little Wontons" were in the glass rooms outside the three "stands" on their left, and they were so excited that they refused to sit down, looking around.

After an introduction and a hot dance on the edge of the "venue", the sky suddenly darkened, and the dull and depressing taste leaped on the paper.

Boom!

A thunderbolt suddenly exploded and turned into a sound wave, rolling around, as if it were real.

This is the aura of "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou? Outreach the world and interfere with nature? Lou Cheng thoughtfully, could no longer sit still, stood up, and walked to a position half a step away from the glass directly in front.

The same is true of Yan Zheke, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

At this moment, it took a moment to take off, and fires everywhere in the wide square land, the dark red "iron current" shook off the black ash, and a few red gold waves jumped out!

Boom!

A burst of magma erupted, rushed to the sky, fell down, illuminating the dimness, and illuminating a figure in the distance of the "playground".

He is wearing a navy blue martial arts uniform embroidered with dragons and tigers. He is tall and straight, with good features, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his short hair roots are erected. He is full of unruly and rebellious. This is a man in his early thirties.

Depth! With every step he took, the earth trembled, causing the flames to jump high one after another, causing magma to burst out one after another.

There was no call, including Lou Cheng, Qi Qi called out a well-known name, which echoed in the mountains:

"Dragon King!"

"Dragon King" Chen Qitao!

In such an atmosphere, the sky is dark again. If dark clouds gather, the audience will feel uneasy, the sound will be reduced, and the high flames and flying magma will be overshadowed.

From the other side, a strangely dressed man walked out slowly. His white robe resembled martial arts uniforms and Taoist clothes, embroidered with purple thunders on the edge, and his height was two to three centimeters shorter than the building. , The appearance is beautiful, the temperament is elegant, deep and introverted, not showing publicity.

"Wu Sheng" Qian Donglou!

"Wu Sheng" Qian Donglou, two years younger than "Dragon King"!

He became famous when he was young, and before Chen Qitao caught up with him, he overwhelmed a generation of warriors. The country of China was so big that no one would dare to call him a goddess!

As he grew older, the previous generations of strong men were also overwhelmed.

Although he admires the "Dragon King" and prefers the man of true temperament, Lou Cheng has to admit that "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou is the standard master in his mind.

Now, he is fighting against "Dragon King" and the full audience with his own power!

The referee did not dare to enter the center of the court, raised his right hand from a distance, and dutifully played the role of a humanoid object:

"The first game of the game."

"'Dragon King' Chen Qitao vs.'Wu Sheng' Qian Donglou!"

Those who have titles must be called out on similar occasions to show respect!

"Dragon King! Dragon King!"

With a shout of cheers, the referee suddenly waved his right hand and said loudly:

"Go!"

As soon as the voice fell, he quickly jumped away from the war zone.

Boom!

At this time, "Dragon King" Chen Qitao had already punched out, as if he was about to hit the void.

However, his fist is like a missile, "forcibly dragging" his body forward rapidly, leaving an afterimage obviously, creating a loud noise that breaks the sound barrier.

Lead your body with a fist!

The afterimage stretched, and at the fist that "Dragon King" threw, a golden red flame ignited instantly, spreading rapidly, covering his whole body, making him seem to be a Vulcan or Yandi walking on the ground.

Super Saiyan... Lou Cheng had this idea inexplicably in his mind.

"Wu Sheng" Qian Donglou and "Dragon King" have played an unknown number of games. They know each other quite well. They have long since lost the mentality of temptation to make moves. Facing an attack, they slapped their palms.

Boom!

A huge thunder explosion seemed to roll in everyone's heart. The glass shook a few hundred meters away, which made Yan Zheke's heart attacked, his spirit shaken, and his attention was difficult to gather.

At the same time as the thunderbolt of the blue sky, "Wu Sheng" separated his palms and pulled out a jumping purple thunder knife.

As soon as it appeared, it immediately slashed onto the golden red flames covering the surface of the "Dragon King".

Qian Donglou followed closely behind, surrounded by silver and white lightning, and the gods descended closer.

The fierce battle started. The two powerhouses of the world were fighting like a raging fire, and they were fascinated by the sight of the building. They wanted to copy their moves and every change.

Compared with watching the live broadcast, the live watching is more three-dimensional, and you can appreciate the power of the strong in the outer gang, such as the sometimes trembling ground, the fire waves that can be felt through the heat-resistant glass, the deafening thunder...

This battle lasted a full twenty minutes. The magma in the center of the "court" has turned into a fountain, and "Dragon King" Chen Qitao surrounded him with fireballs of gold or red or purple or white.

As he attacked one by one, these fireballs merged one after another, condensed into a ball, and shrank in his palm.

With a violent shout, "Dragon King" stretched his arms, jumped up suddenly, and smashed with a punch.

Boom!

Lou Cheng reacted very quickly, and first reached out his hand to cover Yan Zheke’s eyes. At this time, the spot where the two powerhouses fought was lit up, which made the audience's eyes tingling, temporarily blurred, and tearing. It seems that a big day has come here.

Boom!

The fire wave sprayed, and a small mushroom cloud rose into the sky, in full bloom.

When Lou Cheng opened his eyes, "Dragon King" had already narrowly defeated "Wu Sheng" by taking advantage of the home court environment.

Looking at the replay, Lou Cheng couldn't bear it, thinking of the previous experience, and blurted out:

"Fun!"

This is really a battle that made the warriors enthusiastic!

Within the range of tens of hundreds of meters, people are like gods!

Next, the two sides will have Wuguang Taoist, Yunyan Taoist and "Luo Empress" Ning Zitong, "Optimus Prime" Long Zhen, and other foreign powers to play. After fighting hard for five games, the Dragon Tiger Club won three to two. , It is past twelve o'clock.

"It's so exciting..." Yan Zheke looked at Lou Cheng excitedly, and gave a low compliment.

"Well, it's not in vain, it's more exciting than watching the live broadcast." Lou Cheng looked at the various traces on the front glass.

The two exchanged today's game emotionally, and walked out of the box hand in hand.

At this moment, Yan Zhe, who was wandering with extreme eyesight, pulled down the stairs and pointed his chin diagonally:

"Little wonton..."

Uh... Lou Cheng looked suspiciously and saw the petite and youthful "Selling and Selling Wontons" girl holding a notebook and running over. The target is probably, maybe, it seems, hey, it's me. ?

What is she looking for me for?

You don't know that I am "Schrodinger's Tiger", right?

Impossible, I have never revealed that I am a student of Song University, and I have not updated anything related to identity in the story. How could they guess?

In a daze, the "sell and sell wontons" girl approached, she glanced at Lou Cheng and Yan Zike in amazement, and smiled sweetly:

"Hello, Lou Cheng."

That’s right, she recognized me as Lou Cheng, so it’s normal to come over and ask for an autograph... Lou Cheng felt that he understood the truth, smiled and responded: "Hello."

"Selling and selling wontons" embarrassedly explained: "You wore these glasses, we didn't recognize it, we still saw..."

She didn't say any more, just glanced at Yan Zheke.

Girls who are so beautiful with their own characteristics are also easy to be recognized!

"Understood." Lou Cheng looked at his wife with a bit of teasing, and she glared back.

"Selling and selling wontons" smiled again, pointing to the "plumber eats mushrooms", "piggy heroes" and others at the back:

"We are in the Dragon Tiger Club forum, should you know those two?"

She was talking about "The Road to the Ring" and "One Punch Invincible."

"Yes, I don't have that bad memory. The Xiaowu Sheng arena has a special meaning in my heart." Lou Cheng chuckled.

He doesn't understand what Xiao Wonton is doing.

"He remembers!" "Selling and selling wontons" exclaimed excitedly, then turned around and said sincerely, "Since that time, many of us have been optimistic about you and have witnessed your growth step by step, leading Songda Budo Club won the national championship. We truly believe that you are the arrogant of the world and you will become a strong player in Waigang in the future."

"After confirming that it was you before the game, we posted on the forum and made a call, and many friends in the forum responded."

Speaking of this, she paused, took up the book in her hand, with the names of "Selling and Selling Wontons", "Pig-riding Hero", "Road to the Ring" and others, and bowed:

"On behalf of ourselves and part of the Dragon Tiger Club fans, we would like to make a plea to you. If you do not return to the Ice God Sect in the future, can you consider Dragon Tiger Club first? We really like you! Really believe You can create brilliance here!"

When "Little Wonton" poses in this pose, friends from "Road to the Ring", "One Punch" and "Above the Sky" made the same moves with her, not talking about others, only expressing themselves.

Lou Cheng was suddenly moved a little, and because of the subtle emotions of familiar people doing this, he smiled and said:

"I can't guarantee anything, I can only say, you know, I am a fan of Longhu."

He reached out and took the signed book.

"Little Wonton" smiled brilliantly:

"Thank you, thank you! We will post a topic of "Lou Cheng Longhu" on Weibo until you make a choice!"

After speaking, she waved her hand, ran back happily, and gave a high-five to the "Road to the Ring" and others.

Lou Cheng took a deep look at them, took the notebook, pulled the little fairy, and walked out of the arena.

"I am also a fan of Longhu..." Yan Zheke suddenly whispered.

Lou Cheng looked over, and the two smiled at each other in a tacit understanding.

When they got away from here, the "little wonton" who was still excited about the matter suddenly wailed:

"I'm stupid! I forgot to sign, and I forgot to ask Lou Cheng if he has our forum number!"

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After lunch, I returned to the hotel. Yan Zheke entered the bathroom and removed the sunscreen smeared on his face, neck, arms, legs and feet. Lou Cheng took a cushion behind him and sat on the bed leisurely , Brushing the group of Dragon Tiger Club, surrounded by petitions sent by friends such as "Sell and Sell Wontons".

"Haha, Xiaolong is so considerate. He helped me and Lou Cheng take a picture!" At this time, the "sell and sell wonton" girl was showing off.

The so-called group photo is the scene when she explained the story to Lou Cheng, which is a snapshot. Therefore, she herself has only a ponytail back.

However, the little girl didn't mind it, and even said with joy: "No need to beautify!"

"Hate you!" I heard in the group before that Mian Jizhong met Lou Cheng's "Huanfan" and "Tears Run".

"Selling and selling wontons" and "weakly looking at" her: "I was thinking about asking for your autograph, but I was too nervous. I forgot everything except business..."

"Difficulties!" "Huanfan" "covered his ears and shook his head."

"What's the posture of breaking a relationship?" "Consequently pure Ai Toshi Okamoto" interrupted.

He is completely two people in reality and the Internet. According to the term "Little Wonton", he is not too shy.

"I hate you..." "Huan Fan" repeated, and then @了"盖世龙王", "Little Dragon, Little Dragon, where is my idol?"

"How can I tell? Even those who are strong in Waigang can't judge the specific level of the pill realm from the outside, unless the Qi machine pulls it, and it is **** for tat." "Gai Shilong King" said "Shan Shou", "But what? , Less than three months after the end of the national competition, he at most pushed his physical fitness and martial arts skills to the top six levels."

"Isn't that Bai Xiaosheng has a higher winning side?" "The Road to the Ring" asked with interest.

"There are still more than five months, and Lou Cheng has awakened his abilities again. There is still some hope for non-human beings before the end of the year." "Gai Shi Long Wang" answered pertinently.

"Uhhhhhhh, I am a little worried. If Bai Xiaosheng wins, my idol will definitely be very unhappy." "Huan Fan" was watched by his parents and failed to participate in the face base, so he had no choice but to brush up his sense of existence in the group.

"Hey, what is there to worry about? The year before last, no, in January last year, I was not much different from Lou Cheng... Today I haven't even touched the threshold of the Dan realm. People are attacking inhumans. The state is reached, even if it fails at the end of the year and suffers some ridicule, it will be able to complete the transformation next year and fight back against the slander." "One Punch Invincible" said with extreme emotion.

"Don't talk about this, just count the time. When Xiao Fan is admitted to college, you will see Lou Cheng representing our Dragon Tiger Club playing!" "Sell and sell wontons" with the most ideal rate of improvement. Encouragingly, "At that time, you will come to Huacheng for the test!"

While speaking, she "sighed" and said: "I always feel that I have a good psychological quality. As a result... I thought that Lou Cheng might be a fan of our Dragon Tiger Club, and I plan to ask him on the forum. Do you have a number, if not, let him register one..."

"If he registers, I will give him the title of altar grass!" "One Punch Invincible" "Han Xiao" said.

"Ahhhhh, I'm sorry, Xiaofan, I couldn't get an autograph!" "Selling wontons" was talking to himself completely, and didn't care how others responded.

"Touch Xiao Wonton, don't be sad, these tasks can be handed over to Xiao Changye, she has been mixed into Songda Budo Club!" "Huan Fan" comforted Hao Jiyou.

"Yes, and Lou Cheng's signature is of little value, the characters are too ugly (manually funny)." Lou Cheng couldn't help but hacked himself.

"Selling and selling wontons" and "Huanfan" answered almost at the same time:

"We just like it!"

"This is personality!"

"Haha, tiger, don't reason with girls at this time." "The pig-riding hero" laughed, "I posted Lou Cheng's response in the forum. Everyone is very enthusiastic. The future of Shangqing With Peng Leyun, and Kongtong with Ren Li, Zhihai and Shishan have gone out of Daxing Temple, and we must have a success."

"I just don't know when he will be inhuman, and whether he has the potential to impact Waigang..." "The plumber eats mushrooms" said a little worriedly.

A good seedling does not necessarily grow into a big tree.

The sentence that the future belongs to you is often poisonous...

While Lou Cheng was pouring water and chatting, Yan Zoke walked out of the bathroom wearing slippers provided by the hotel, glanced at the petition, and smiled: "Is it complicated?"

"Well, I'm ashamed to say that I am Schrodinger's tiger..." Lou Cheng sighed and replied.

Said a few words on this matter, Yan Zoke curled up, sat down on the edge of the bed with one leg drooping, brushed Weibo and news, and yelled with interest:

"Orange, orange, come and see, Dragon King is so handsome and stylish..."

Lou Cheng leaned forward and found that this was the image of "Dragon King" being captured after playing the ultimate move. The golden red flames jumped, the muscles showed the most perfect proportions, and the sense of strength was full.

"Yes." He agreed with a compliment.

"And this...this...The Dragon King looks so young and has a special taste..." Yan Zheke read out the compliments of the "Dragon King" in news reports from time to time.

Lou Cheng heard what the little fairy said, and suddenly he was a little bit uncomfortable.

Originally, his daughter-in-law admired the Dragon King. He didn't think there was anything. Instead, he believed that the two sides shared a common language. However, after watching the battle, he suddenly discovered that the Dragon King was also twelve or three years older than himself, and he looked much handsomer than himself. , Martial arts is much higher than himself, and, in the future, he might enter the Dragon Tiger Club, and he is no longer two worlds, but has an intersection...

The mood suddenly turned boring, Lou Cheng slowly fell silent.

Most girls are more sensitive. Yan Zoke shared and shared, suddenly raised his head, looked at Lou Cheng in confusion, blinked his eyes twice and said:

"Oranges, what's wrong?"

"Nothing..." Lou Cheng took his mobile phone and pretended to be browsing the forum by the way.

Yan Zheke pursed her mouth, looked at him suspiciously, recalling the situation just now, the corners of her mouth suddenly turned up, her dimples smiled, and she whispered in surprise and joy:

"Oranges, are you jealous?"

"Why?" Lou Cheng retorted subconsciously.

Yan Zheke changed her posture, knelt down beside him, looked at his face with a smile, and said to herself:

"I just admire the dragon king's unyielding spirit. When I am an idol, his ego, publicity, and caress are very cute and cute, but if I get closer, I don't like such a person!"

"Also, I have always been the kind that reason likes. Do you think I rarely repost and comment on Dragon King news?"

"I'm not jealous." Lou Cheng unconsciously smiled on his face, and denied a little embarrassedly.

Yan Zheke pursed her lips and smirked, raised three fingers of her right hand, and said playfully:

"I swear that I will not worship the Dragon King so much in the future."

"I swear, there is only one favorite idol, and that is Brother Orange~"

Lou Cheng burst into laughter, denying again:

"I'm really not jealous~ IndoMTL.com~ Am I guilty of being jealous for this kind of thing?"

Yan Zheke looked forward to her beautiful eyes, covered her mouth and smiled:

"Orange, your jealous and awkward look is so cute..."

Before she finished her voice, Lou Cheng, who had been "turned into anger", threw herself on the bed.

"Wash...well, wash..."

In the intermittent voice, the girl's slippers fell off, her slender toes curled up and stretched.

In the next day and a half, the arrangements of the two have been adjusted, morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, supper, five meals a day unchanged, but the time to practice oral English is unknowingly shorter.

On July 18th, Lou Cheng, who was full of complacency, took the luggage and waited for the girl to come out of the bathroom, ready to check out and return home.

A few minutes later, Yan Zheke opened the door and walked out, his face was slightly pale, and he pursed his lips:

"I have come to my aunt..."

"I know, I have made brown sugar **** tea for you. Come, let me rub it for you." Lou Cheng shook the thermos in his hand.

Yan Zheke bit her pink lips lightly, and her mood seems to fluctuate, so she could not help but whispered:

"What do you know, you don't know anything..."

"Ah..." Lou Cheng looked at Classmate Ke Xiaoke blankly, wondering why she suddenly lost her temper.

At this time, Yan Zheke came back to his senses, and the corner of her mouth barely outlined:

"Orange, I was in a bad mood just now, I didn't want to say something about you..."

"Understood, during the aunt's period." Lou Cheng suddenly realized.

You don't understand anything... Yan Zoke pressed her right hand on her waist, lowered her eyes, looked towards the toes, and whispered silently.

That crazy idea was not realized...

God won't let me stay...

Next, as planned, go to Songcheng to complete the procedures, and bid farewell in early August...

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