Martial Arts Master Chapter 40: Proposal

Lying on the bed, Yan Xiaoling, who is busy switching between forums and Weibo, does not want to see every negative news, nor does she want to let go of every optimistic guess, until she refreshes her words. (Pinyin of biqiwu)

She froze abruptly, her eyes blurred, and the more she rubbed them, the more unclear.

How could it be like this...how could it be like this...

Don’t you want to attack Waigang, don’t you want to get the title?

For a moment of loss of consciousness, Yan Xiaoling suddenly raised her phone and typed in tears under Lou Cheng's Weibo:

"We are waiting for you!"

Her reply was not fast, and there are lines in front of me that I don’t want to believe and cannot say goodbye:

"No! It will definitely get better!"

"You are the pride of the world, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome!"

"When the glory is brilliant, everyone is crazy together, when the trough, we also carry it together!"

"I will pray for you!"

"Goodbye, I really want to see you!"

……

In the Dragon Tiger Club that is about to have the annual holiday, the members of the "preparatory team" all looked down at their phones, their faces looked sad.

After a long time, Tu Zhengchang sighed:

"It's a pity..."

…………

At this moment, Lou Cheng's mobile phone has been bombarded by various news, and everyone did not choose the phone tacitly, but adopted a softer and more euphemistic way.

Cai Zongming Road:

"Seriously, we can consider forming a martial arts cross talk group. Okay, this time it's true. Let me know, you shouldn't be dead, you can definitely find a way to recover! Please trust the man’s instinct!"

Lin Quedao:

"I'm almost inhuman, don't let me catch up."

Peng Leyun said:

"What's the problem? I'm the Millennium School of the Qing Sect. Not to mention, there are a lot of strange things. Why don't you give it a try?"

Ren Li said:

"There is no hurdle to pass! You can consider going to war-torn areas to sharpen and survive from death!"

An Chaoyang Road:

"There is no way to the sky! And the sky will come down to the people of Sri Lanka, you must first suffer from the will, toil your muscles, hungry for your body, empty of your body, and chaos what you do!"

Xing Cheng Wudao:

"You are still young, don't be pessimistic, just raise it for a few years, there is hope for you!"

Jiang Feidao:

"Which hero has never been frustrated!"

Qin Ruidao:

"You have been creating miracles all the time, and I believe you can do it in the future."

Tao Xiaofei said:

"Brother Lou, I, a high school graduate, can't think of anything literate. Just shout, you will surely rise again!"

Auman Road:

"Mr. Lou, you are the most talented warrior I have ever seen in reality, and you will definitely break through!"

……

Lou Cheng closed his eyes and listened to the constant vibration of the phone. It took him a long time to pick it up with difficulty, open his eyes to browse, facing the scar.

For Peng Leyun's proposal, he thought for a moment in silence and replied, without mentioning the cause and effect, but still described the existence of Jindan and the nature of the problem.

What if the Qingzong really has a solution?

Some were unified, and some were alone. Lou Cheng responded separately. Just as he and Yan Zoke were in the video for a while, and the emotions settled again, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps and a key twist outside the door.

Qi Fang and Lou Zhisheng came in panting, and after seeing that his expression wasn't too bad, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are a son, it's okay! Keep it up, don't worry!" Qi Fang blurted out with relief.

It wasn't until then that she understood what some of the abnormalities that she hadn't cared about before actually meant.

Lou Zhisheng asked calmly:

"What's going on?"

Lou Cheng didn't conceal any more, and answered calmly:

"Injuries leave sequelae, and the body will become stiff from time to time, and life will not be affected much, but it may not be able to fight the ring."

Seeing the expressions of sadness and sadness from his parents, he hurriedly smiled and said: "Dad, Mom, it's nothing, I have saved millions, and this does not delay my teaching martial arts, there will be a way out in the future. Whoever dares to say that I will not be able to recover!"

"That's right!" Qi Fang hurriedly agreed, suddenly remembering something, and instinctively lowered his voice, "Does Zhe still know about his family?"

"She knew it a long time ago and has always supported me. Their family has no other ideas, as long as the two of us can get along well." Lou Cheng briefly described.

Lou Zhisheng sighed for a long time:

"Good girl!"

Because Lou Cheng is behaving normally, only a little depressed, the old couple relieved most of their worries.

The next morning, Lou Cheng returned from tempering from Sanliting People’s Park. He was sweating while running. Every forty-eight to fifty-three steps, there would be a "stutter".

While passing through the old residential area, he suddenly heard someone mention his name in front of him:

"Have you heard? Something happened to the son of the old house!"

"You know, too? It seems to be injured. What are the sequelae? Just like the shofar wind!"

"Shofar wind? That's really miserable, how will I live in the future!"

"Hey, Lao Lou Qifang and his wife are also suffering. After a half-life, and a half-life tired, seeing that his son has a good future, he wants to enjoy his good fortune. Come and see this, hey..."

……

The aunts and aunts who gathered together and chattered and swept around, their faces suddenly stiffened, their words stopped abruptly, and they stammered to the side to say hello:

"Come, become a son..."

Lou Cheng smiled and nodded: "Wish Auntie Li, Aunt Li..."

He simply greeted him and greeted a few words without seeing a change in his emotions. He passed over and jogged to the distance, sometimes "stuck", not hiding, leaving a sigh.

For him, the discussions behind others could have been predicted and could not be stopped. The only good news is that he bought a new house in advance and moved to an unfamiliar community. No one knows anyone. Dad and mom can get rid of it. Most of the sad "audience."

Because of the similar atmosphere and long-term concern among relatives, Lou Zhisheng and Qi Fang raised their hands and feet in favor of their son's visit to the US for the New Year.

The flight took off and rushed into the blue sky. Lou Cheng looked out the window in a daze.

…………

After the New Year's Day, at the beginning of February, in the Cannes University Fighting Club.

Lou Cheng, carrying his hands on his back, paced around George and the others who were sitting cross-legged with his five hearts facing the sky. Sometimes he paused and stretched out his hands to press on their shoulders to "listen" to their movements to see if the changes were normal.

He wanted to rely on the combination of cultivation and martial arts to solve the problem of sequelae, but he couldn’t find the direction for a while, and he couldn’t try boldly on his own. He could only hope that the students who practiced from scratch could provide inspiration and find Way-his realm is already high, and there is no way to come back.

After a while, Lou Cheng gently nodded and slapped his hand to indicate that today's "meditation" is over, and then he will practice martial arts and fighting.

In this regard, George, Colleen and Wilton can already be half coaches without him having to work too much.

When the get out of class was over, he "listened" to examine the bodies of the students separately, and he didn't find any changes that would benefit him.

"My get out of class is over!" Yan Zheke sent a message.

Lou Cheng calmed down, "smiling" replied: "I'll pick you up right away!"

——George and Wilton are skipping classes. They know something about Lou Cheng, but they are not sure. Seeing that the coach is behaving normally, they didn't ask much.

Leaving the fighting club, Lou Cheng walked to the teaching building. Just a few steps, the cold surged, and his left leg immediately lost consciousness and froze in place.

He pulled his hips hard, pulled up his legs and feet, and limped forward, walking very hard.

Two steps later, he suddenly paused, tensed his face, gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and hit the void beside him twice, banging.

Yan Zoke stood in the shadow of the corridor, watching this scene from a distance, his eyes filled with sadness.

After a few seconds, seeing Lou Cheng calm down, she took a breath, smiled like a hundred flowers, and walked up quickly.

Seeing the little fairy appear, Lou Cheng piled up a smile, gently stretched out his hand, and grabbed the opponent.

"Go, my sister will invite you to have hot pot today!" The girl raised her other hand.

Wait for my sister to make up for her congenital shortcomings, and then take the martial art combination of balance and pill for your reference!

"Okay." Lou Cheng responded with a smile.

…………

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it has reached the end of February, and the weather is starting to warm up.

After Lou Cheng tried the Qingzong method to no avail, he sweated on the lawn.

Boom! boom! He swung his right fist continuously, and every punch was filled with white mist and frost.

When the third punch was about to be thrown, he just contracted his blood with the state of "raising his head and three feet with a god", and held the chill and strength spirit that had just surged and did not work in his lower abdomen.

Boom!

His right arm doesn't seem to belong to him anymore, but has become an "ice whip", pulled under the shaking of his shoulder, and pulled out fiercely. Although the posture is awkward, it is not weak!

Boom! boom! Lou Cheng's left fist collapsed continuously, all covered by red and white flame "gloves".

Immediately afterwards, he tried to "hold back strength" again, but this time he took a half beat, "burning" stung his spirit, and interrupted the attempt to contract.

Pause and endure for a while, Lou Cheng started again, not discouraged.

Two hours later, he finally ended, catching the towel Yan Zoke dropped from the second floor window.

"I think you handled it this way pretty well. When you are completely proficient and there are no mistakes, it shouldn't be a problem to play a round of the same level that lasts for a short time." The girl didn't mean her praise at all.

"I feel so too." Lou Cheng answered with a smile, and walked into the house while wiping off his sweat with a towel.

As soon as he took a shower, changed his clothes, leaned on the bed, enjoying the massage of the little fairy's sudden interest, he picked up his mobile phone at random, checked the news, and saw a hot topic:

"Peng Leyun's'Battle of Kings' shot again after the race is already close to Waigang, and a breakthrough this year is expected!"

"Is it a closed-door practice or a war-torn training?"

……

Lou Cheng was taken aback, opened the app, clicked on the dialog with Peng Leyun, and entered the word "congratulations".

After a few seconds of silence, he deleted these two words again and backed out.

"Why don't you send it?" Yan Zheke's starry eyes swept past, and asked casually.

Lou Cheng smiled and said:

"I haven't broken through yet, I say congratulations a little bit earlier."

"Hmm." Yan Zheke didn't ask any more, but instead provoked other topics.

This night, in the middle of the night, the girl slept soundly, rolled over in a daze, and glanced at her side like a natural habit.

This eye immediately made her sober, because she saw Lou Cheng's eyes open and looking at the ceiling faintly, not knowing what she was thinking, and it didn't change for a long time.

Biting her lip, Yan Zoke said nothing, pretending to be still asleep, snuggled up, and softly took Lou Cheng's arm, curled up her tender body, pressed her face against it, if she wanted to fill in Full of each other's body and mind.

Lou Cheng slowly closed his eyes and half-raised his head~IndoMTL.com~ and kissed the little fairy on the forehead.

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That night, Yan Zheke took a bath, changed into her pajamas, and walked into the room lightly.

In the bedroom, the building faces the door, looking at the darkness outside the window, very fascinating.

"Orange?" Yan Zheke tentatively yelled.

Lou Cheng turned around, took a deep look at the little fairy, smiled and said:

"Koko, don't you have a week of spring break in March? Let's go to see the Aurora together? We have talked about this a long time ago and have never been there."

In Yan Zheke's eyes, Lou Cheng at this moment seems to have suddenly returned to the state he was in when he was not injured, vigorously, no haze.

She put away her deep doubts and worries, Zheng focused her head:

"Good."

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