Martial Arts Master Chapter 54: Interesting

　　As soon as he entered the gate, the decibels in Lou Cheng's ears immediately rose. Various noises came from all directions and converged in the middle of the martial arts venues, accompanied by heating waves hitting every corner.

　　 looked up, he saw that the usual sparse and blank stands were full of figures after another, and there were still crowds on different aisles that continued to gather, which was not so much busier than the first five rounds of the knockout rounds!

　　According to the comparison between the remaining seats and the audience, according to the number of seats in the Yanling Budokan, Lou Cheng visually estimated that there are at least 8,000 people today.

　　 There are more than 10,000 people, boundless, and the number of 8,000 has a similar effect. It can be seen that Lou Cheng secretly cocked his tongue, and almost felt that he had fallen into the sea and became insignificant.

　　 In some locations suitable for shooting, a video camera has been set up. Some are aimed at the ring, some are filming the auditorium, and some are moving with reporters, unconsciously setting off a formal and solemn atmosphere.

　　 In the group stage stage, Yanling TV Station does not broadcast live, but uses filming and editing methods to broadcast highlights. Therefore, there is no explanation yet, so reporters have to randomly interview contestants, stand audiences and organizers, and wait until the top 16 After that, the key battles will be broadcast live to all the young and old in Yanling City.

　　 Witnessing this magnificent scene, the building became undisturbed by miscellaneous things, and consciously slipped into the corner again, walked around to the martial artist's locker room, and met the staff.

　　 "Lo, sir, your game is in the third game. Before and after that, you can choose to go to the guest position outside the stands to enjoy the game, or you can stay in the locker room to watch the big screen." The staff sees the floor. Cheng still has a little bit of student spirit, and I don't know whether he should be called his husband or classmate.

　　 Cheng thought for a while: "I'll rest in the locker room."

　　The play style that I waited is a great burden on physical strength, and it is also a lot of pressure on the spirit. It must be highly concentrated and focused, and it must be treated warmly.

　　 "Then I will call you at the right time." The staff answered with a smile, and left the locker room.

　　The other warriors were either in the stands or they had failed to leave. The entire dressing room was empty, with only one person on the building, and the loud voices outside, but they brought out the tranquility of the place.

　　 Cheng enjoying this feeling, sat in the center of the metal bench, took out his mobile phone, and responded to Yan Zike’s previous news:

　　 "I have arrived at the martial arts venue and I am sitting in the locker room. By the way, my stomach doesn't hurt so much, right?"

　　 Yan Zoke said with a "hush" expression: "Fortunately, compared to yesterday, it looks like a birth and death. Orange, according to your previous description, the next play is very energy-intensive, don't chat too much. Now, seize the time to warm up your spirit."

　　 "Hmm, you don't need to cheer on me today." Lou Cheng made a funny expression.

　　 Yan Zike "covered her mouth and smiled" and said: "Is it useless to worry about cheering?"

　　 "No, no, no, it's rare to fight against the ninth-level professional masters. I want to show my true level so that I can check the gaps. Once you come on, won't you double your false strength out of thin air?" Lou Cheng Reply with a snicker.

　　 Yan Zoke said with a tearful smile: "You are really honest and not cheating!"

　　 "Of course!" Lou Cheng's face unknowingly added to his signature smile.

　　 Yan Zoke made a dazed expression looking at the sky: "In this case, then I wish you a spirit and style~"

　　 "Why are these words so familiar?" Lou Cheng said with a questioning expression.

　　 Yan Zoke said with a smirk: "When the principal gave a speech last time, I accidentally heard..."

　　噗... Lou Cheng couldn't help himself, knowing that Yan Zike was working hard to liven up the atmosphere and relieve his tension, so he made a struggling expression: "Fortunately, Xiaowu Sheng did not find the principal to give a speech... Rest assured, my goal today is to confirm what I have learned. Victory will lead to ecstasy and failure without regret."

　　 Yan Zoke said with a touch of her head:

　　 "Then I will send you a word, what my grandfather often said to my cousin: Enjoy fighting, enjoy martial arts!"

　　Enjoy the battle, enjoy the martial arts... Lou Cheng muttered these eight words silently, waved his hand, quit QQ, closed his eyes, and maintained his mental state.

　　 I don’t know how long it took, the door of the locker room was knocked, he opened his eyes and saw the previous staff member come in.

　　 "Mr. Lou, it's your turn right away." The staff gestured to please.

　　 Lou Cheng patted the martial arts uniform with black edges on the white background, stood up, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the dressing room. In front of him was a towering dome, a black human head, where all the light was concentrated. Ring.

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　　On the stand, Liu Yinglong and Qin Zhilin and other disciples of the White Monkey Martial Arts Hall came again.

　　 "Big brother, why come to see Lou Cheng's game again? Didn't you know what you should watch and learn?" Qin Zhilin felt that there was nothing wrong with this time.

　　 Liu Yinglong smiled: "I want to see what other surprises he can create..."

　　"What surprises can there be? Can you still win the ninth-grade professional Wang Ye?" Qin Zhilin sniffed.

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At the guest seat, Ye Youting and Dan Qi realm master Jiang Lan sat side by side.

　　 "I don't know how long he can last..." Seeing Lou Cheng walking towards the ring along the glorious road, Ye Youting suddenly spoke.

　　 Jiang Lan is a demure-looking young woman, in her twenties, she smiled slightly: "I just hope that he will not give up strategically and add some consumption to Wang Ye. Wang Ye is a strong contender for the championship. "

　　 "Sister Lan, do you value Wang Ye so much?" Ye Youting turned her head to look, her black and white eyes were quite victorious.

　　 Jiang Lan said with a gentle smile: "Wang Ye's style of play is fierce, his iron palms are fierce, and he is very good at bullying the weak. As long as he doesn't encounter evenly matched opponents, he won't consume much physical strength. I am just the opposite of him. Fields accumulate, one goes down and the other goes up. When it comes to the finals, I may not be sure to win him before the physical strength drops."

　　 "My style of play is also very fierce..." Ye Youting whispered.

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　　 handed over the mobile phone and other items to the competition supervisor. Lou Cheng stepped onto the stone steps and stepped onto the ring. Before he could stand still, he heard waves of cheers and cheering from different stands.

　　 In the previous few games, I grew out of nothing and accumulated spectators one by one!

　　 Thinking of this, Lou Cheng was proud, his blood began to boil, and he was in the most suitable state for fighting. Before his eyes, Wang Ye in a dark blue martial arts uniform had already stood calmly.

　　"In the first match of the fourth group, Wang Ye, the professional ninth-ranked strongman who shocked the ring with the iron sand palm, faced the mysterious master Lou Cheng who had risen to fame!"

　　"Is Wang Ye defending the honor of the ninth-grade professional with an iron palm, or is it true that the house is in the dark?"

In the broadcast of 　　 Budo Stadium, the announcer called out both sides of the game in a provocative tone.

　　 There was a bang, and the stands became enthusiastic again. Old Zheng, the young couple and the other audience cheered more vigorously than before.

　　 The referee looked up at the electronic clock, glanced left and right, and said loudly:

　　"Talk time begins!"

　　As soon as his voice fell, Lou Cheng saw that the young man Wang Ye showed a slight smile and said:

　　"You are really an interesting opponent. I asked someone to find a video of your previous game. It is obvious that you are growing up little by little with the help of actual combat. In just a few days, you have changed completely. Fear of life."

　　"In the face of an opponent like you, I should have seen my heart’s desire, and have a hearty game in a way that allows you to show your strengths, and each gains a reward, but I’m sorry, this prize is for me It’s very important. In order to save my energy as much as possible to deal with the powerful enemies behind, I can only choose to fight quickly."

　　 His words are sincere, and he can hear appreciation and regret.

　　 Lou Cheng said with a gentle smile:

　　 "I'm sorry too, I'm afraid I can't make you a quick decision."

After 　　, the two looked at each other and smiled, and the martial artist's confident and tacit understanding crossed their hearts.

　　 did not speak any more, there was no confrontation at the spiritual level, Lou Cheng and Wang Ye patiently waited for the time to pass.

　　 "Start!" Suddenly, the referee waved his right hand.

　　The ready-to-go Lou Cheng suddenly jumped out, his body muscles adjusted, and his center of gravity was constantly changing, like a snake attacking.

　　Wang Ye didn't move, he lowered his waist slightly, his hands half raised, a light iron color glowing, and he didn't make any pre-judgment.

　　's center of gravity rolled, Lou Cheng stepped forward, and suddenly came to Wang Ye's left side, his right palm seemed to be illusory and cold, and it was shot silently and quickly.

　　 Snap!

　　 Wang Ye's right hand came out abruptly from under the armpit of his left arm, and when he didn't see his momentum, he shot an iron palm that tore the airflow. The faint metal color reflected a glimmer, and he was going to fight Lou Cheng's attack.

　　 Cheng remembers clearly that in the second round of the knockout round, an amateur third-class warrior made a big attempt and was directly photographed and injured his metacarpal bone!

　　 The center of gravity "rolled" again, and the right palm shot by Lou Cheng drew an arc along with the footwork, and lost his strength. The whole person flashed behind Wang Ye, as if he had expected it. And prepare!

　　 He hasn't stood firm yet, and he will have time to move in the future. Wang Ye twitches his left leg muscles, and he slaps him out with a "hit kick"!

　　 There is no sign of this kick. Under the weird posture, the power can be steadily penetrated, and it feels very explosive. It is comparable to the "Tiger's tail leg" of "One Punch" Jin Tao. It is fast, accurate and ruthless. !

　　 The body shook, and the center of gravity was "rolling~IndoMTL.com~ Lou Cheng didn't wait to stand still, and walked around to Wang Ye's right, just right to avoid the kick. This change made the audience stunned. , I only feel that he seems to violate human dynamics!

　　 was in a strange posture, his right arm flicked, and with an inch of strength, he pulled Wang Ye, who had just retracted his left leg.

　　 Wang Ye has watched Lou Cheng’s previous game videos, and he still remembers his ability to control the center of muscular coordination. The “Haidilao Moon” and “Horse Kicking” just now were prepared for this, but he didn’t. Thinking that Lou Cheng could tune it again and again, continuously changing the center of gravity, even if there was an attack in the middle!

　　's face became dignified, Wang Ye slapped his left hand to the left and swayed back suddenly, making a short and rapid rubbing sound against the air, and slapped Lou Cheng.

　　The secret of the iron sand palm, "return to the carbine"!

　　 "Returning the Carbine" was powerful and unexpectedly, seeing Liu Yinglong and other spectators' brows, frightened, and felt that Lou Cheng was afraid that he could only resist, and once he resisted, the game would enter Wang Ye's domain!

　　Who knows, Lou Cheng is like a ghost possessed, another step back in the attack. Although his right arm is scattered, he also avoided Wang Ye's "returning carbine" and appeared behind the opponent again!

　　 "The center of gravity is like mercury..." Ye Youting muttered to herself on the stand.

　　 Jiang Lan beside her smiled and whispered:

　　 "It's interesting."

　　 "If he hadn't lost all his strength, and there was still a long way to go, I would suspect that he was a veritable pill-qi martial artist..."

　　 In the middle of the ring, Wang Ye was not surprised but rejoiced, his face showing his enthusiasm for martial arts.

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