Martial Arts Master

Lou Cheng's thoughts seemed to be still stuck in the picture of defeating the professional Ninth-Rank expert with just a single bump, and his expression was slightly confused. It wasn't until Wang Ye opened his mouth that he suddenly came back to his senses.

That's right, when the two sides are at such a close distance, the outcome is in the blink of an eye. That is Wang Ye's desperate situation, and it is also his own desperate situation. Whoever seizes the opportunity first will win the game. I didn't have time to hit that blow, so the result can be imagined.

The only problem is that he clearly got the upper hand!

Although he said before that he would perform to the extreme, he would have no regrets in failure, but when the ending came, Lou Cheng's deep regret still occupied Lou Cheng's heart, regret, loss and pain lingering.

"A warrior without a strong desire to win is not a good warrior..." Lou Cheng silently comforted himself.

In addition to this, his idol "Dragon King" Chen Qitao is particularly obvious. He is often criticized for having no grace when he loses, and completely disregarding the other party's feelings when he wins. He is not as grand as "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou. , but those who like him feel that this is his true temperament, and it is the original driving force for him to reach his current position step by step.

Looking at Wang Ye's sincere eyes, Lou Cheng smiled wryly and said, "I have used what I have learned to the extreme, and created the only and best opportunity, but my strength was not as good after all, so I could only helplessly fail. I originally wanted to say something I am convinced, but I really can’t say it, I only have a stronger fighting spirit in my heart, and I hope to make up for the regret of this failure in the future.”

And after this battle, my own shortcomings and flaws were deeply imprinted in my heart, forcing myself to try my best to improve. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have had to fight so hard, and I could only wait for such an either-or scene.

Wang Ye smiled slightly and said:

"Actually, you are not considered a failure, at least I did not have a quick victory."

Hearing this, Lou Cheng burst out laughing. Remembering what he said before the official competition, his mood eased a lot. He cupped his hands and saluted, "Next time I won't set such a small goal again."

Exhaling foul air, he turned around and walked towards the stone steps, the hustle and bustle surrounding him had nothing to do with him.

The taste of failure is really uncomfortable. No matter what kind of failure it is, it is a failure to me, and I will not have the idea of ​​being honored even though I am defeated!

Above the stands, although the audience didn't quite understand the previous competition between the center of gravity and the compression range, and found it lacklustre, the continuous turning points in the final stage still made them very addicted. They only regret that Lou Cheng didn't seize the opportunity, otherwise he would Witness the birth of a miracle—a martial artist of no rank defeats a professional master of rank nine!

"It's a pity, Lou's achievements are not close." Old Zheng applauded regretfully.

His companions also sighed: "If you can fight to this level, Lou Cheng will be defeated without any regrets."

Liu Yinglong was even more emotional, and said to Qin Zhilin and other juniors and sisters: "Every time I watch a match, I can find that Lou Cheng is obviously getting stronger. When I first fought, I never thought that he could compete with the professional ninth-rank strong man." It's really annoying to compare people to people like this..."

Qin Zhilin still had disbelief on his face: "He actually almost won the ninth rank of the profession..."

My words before the game were still in my ears, and I almost witnessed such a "surprise".

While the audience was discussing the match just now, the professional fighters were also reminiscing about it.

"A palm that affects the breathing rhythm...not bad..." Jiang Lan whispered a few words, turned to look at Ye Youting, and asked with a smile, "If you were in Wang Ye's last predicament, how would you deal with it?"

"First of all, with my leopard-shaped speed and agility, he has no chance to fight. Secondly, although I can't hit Wang Ye's last palm, my strength is much stronger than his. Even the pile can't hit me, so it's impossible for me to fall off the ring." Ye Youting replied with a little pride, "Even if the center of gravity is unstable, with this possibility, I can seize the opportunity of the collision and bring him down together. In the arena, the worst is a tie."

Jiang Lan smiled, sighed, and said, "The worst is a tie... Lou Cheng is really not to be underestimated if you can say that with pride like you... He not only has the two advantages of tranquility and abnormal physical strength , and he is quite good at fighting, and is good at absorbing other people's experience for his own use. If he has a professional ninth-rank level in other aspects, Wang Ye has less than 10% chance of winning."

The odds of winning are less than 10%... Ye Youting was stunned for a moment, she never expected that Sister Lan, who is soft on the outside and proud on the inside, would have such a high opinion of Lou Cheng.

"Road to the Ring" Zhou Yuanning was silent for a long time before exhaling, and said to "One Punch Invincible": "I didn't expect Lou Cheng to do his best, without reservation, and without giving up strategically. Wang Ye was forced to the point where he lost the game by a narrow margin..."

Losing a match does not mean a failure in strength, but a limitation of the group arena.

"One Punch Invincible" Jin Tao was also dazed. Hearing this, he smiled wryly: "I thought about it carefully. Facing Wang Ye, it is impossible for me to create such a good opportunity. I will only be defeated by him quickly."

Zhou Yuanning pondered for a while and said, "If I change places, I'm afraid I won't have the patience to tell a near-true story like Lou Cheng, and when I'm in a difficult situation, I won't be able to turn defeat into victory like Wang Ye."

"Lord Lu, don't waver in your confidence. You are different from them in what you are good at. If it were you, facing Wang Ye, you would not be like Lou Cheng, who would not dare to fight against Iron Sand Palm. , and won’t be like Lou Cheng who just has weird body skills, can’t keep up with the speed and agility, can’t keep up the distance, and is easy to be chased by Wang Ye and compress the range of motion.” Jin Tao said in relief, “As for Lou Cheng, he can’t keep up with the distance. You Dou is better than agility and agility, even if his center of gravity is as fast as mercury, he is still in the same position in front of Wu Xiao Ba Xing."

Zhou Yuanning let out a hey: "Don't worry, I'm a person who is always confident and flamboyant, how could I be so easily hit? Only two opponents like this can make my blood boil! However, I have to deal with the next one first."

After speaking, he stood up, walked along the aisle to the ring, and faced Tang Yue.

The second match of the fourth group!

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Lou Cheng found a place in the stands that was convenient for watching the battle, and was comforted and encouraged by strange and enthusiastic audiences.

He responded briefly, sat down quietly, took out his phone, logged on to QQ, and sent Yan Zheke a heartbroken emoji:

"Seek comfort!"

Yan Zheke seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and there was a reply soon. First, she touched her head, then covered her mouth and smiled, "Who said just now that victory is ecstasy, and defeat has no regrets?"

"When a man is bragging, he can't take what he says seriously..." Lou Cheng wiped off his cold sweat, annoyed that he was teased like this, and lost a lot of it.

"Understood, the Dragon King is my idol, and I understand the strong desire of warriors to win." Yan Zheke sent a smirk, "I'm already watching your competition video."

Lou Cheng said with a surprised expression, "So fast?"

"For the group match, there will be a corresponding video on the official website after a game, and there may be a live broadcast when the top 16 is played." Yan Zheke said with red eyes.

Lou Cheng was waiting for a reply, when Yan Zheke sent a shocked and pale monkey: "Your center of gravity is like mercury, you can do it to this extent?!"

Lou Cheng was delighted at the girl's astonishment, and the annoyance of failure gradually faded away. He pretended to be reserved and said: "I had similar understanding and experience when I practiced martial arts before, but now I just use it for actual combat. It can be used in actual combat, and it is too easy to get tired."

"I only practiced all morning..." Yan Zheke said with a red buttocks dripping with cold sweat.

"Don't praise me, I'll be proud!" Lou Cheng deliberately replied in a joking tone, not far away, Li Xiaoyuan saw him, and gave him a thumbs up, indicating that he played really well.

Smiling and nodding, Lou Cheng responded. While discussing his match with Yan Zheke, Lou Cheng focused more on the central ring, watching the battle between Zhou Yuanning and Tang Yue.

Tang Yue is strong and tall, quite obese, but his fat protects his body, allowing him to run rampant like an elephant, ignoring most attacks. The arms with thick thighs and even more terrifying legs are full of strength, and every attack makes people feel trampled. Lou Cheng suspects that if he beats him hard, even amateur warriors of rank four or five may not be able to stand up again.

Although he was not flexible enough, he was still quite agile at certain times. For example, when Zhou Yuanning seized the opportunity to get close to his back, his right hand imitated the trunk of an elephant and swung back with a howl, which almost injured "Road to the Ring".

But Zhou Yuanning's footwork is nimble, coming and going like the wind, and immediately opened the distance when he missed a hit, so that Tang Yue's "trample" and collision could not hit anyone, wasting his strength.

During the stalemate between the two sides, Yan Zheke sent a messy Youxihou in the wind: "...If you didn't know the ending, when you flashed behind Wang Ye, I thought you won. Pushing professional ninth-rank experts into a situation where they are only one step away from losing..."

"Haha, I just told a good 'story' patiently." Lou Cheng was a little complacent, the shock and admiration from the girl he loved made him completely eliminate the negative emotions of failure, and he could concentrate on preparing for the next day's competition.

The two chatted one after another, and the battle in the central arena gradually entered a fierce stage. Zhou Yuanning seemed to be a little physically exhausted, and it was difficult to maintain such a high-intensity wind style of play. After Tang Yue consumed a lot , he seized the opportunity and came up with a combo, the tornado wind!

In the crackling sound, Tang Yue moved a beat slower, and was hit on the head with a palm. Fat could no longer protect him, and he became dizzy. Zhou Yuanning controlled his vitals, and after the referee declared victory, Zhou Yuanning gasped for breath , Sweat like rain on his forehead, obviously not so easy.

Lou Cheng looked at it thoughtfully, and the moves of the two of them just now and the strengths and weaknesses they showed appeared in his mind, and he interpreted his own response.

After the last match, he had a quick dinner nearby, and then told Yan Zheke that he was going to practice martial arts tonight, and he had to wait until after nine o'clock before he could chat - the next morning was the match, and it was impossible to use the morning training Time to perform, otherwise the spirit cannot make up.

In the small park, Lou Cheng imagined Tang Yue as the enemy, slightly changed the fighting style of today's battle with Wang Ye, and practiced each move, sometimes with crisp and continuous sounds, and sometimes silently.

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The next day, after warming up with morning exercises, Lou Cheng took his mobile phone, chatted with Yan Zheke, and came to the Yanling City Martial Arts Competition Hall again.

Don't be careless, don't underestimate it, don't think that you can easily defeat a first-rank amateur master in a fight with a professional ninth-rank player... He said silently to himself.

He clearly remembered that he relied on the endurance provided by Jindan to grind to death the "One Punch Invincible" Jin Tao, who was also an amateur.