Martial Arts Master

In the dream, Lou Cheng learned martial arts at a rapid pace, and in just a few years, he was favored by the real martial arts circle. He defeated Qian Donglou as a fledgling, won the title of "Martial Saint", and stood side by side with "Dragon King" Chen Qitao in the country. At the pinnacle of martial arts, at the same time, he has gained countless fans, has various support groups, and is chased by beauties who think they should be beautiful, but he abides by principles, only asks his heart, and resists all kinds of temptations. He took Yan Zheke into the wedding hall, surrounded by classmates such as Cai Zongming, Zhao Qiang, Qiu Zhigao, Zhang Jingye, and Fa Xiao's onlookers and blessings, and in front of them were the tired father and mother who had been working hard for half a lifetime.

But at this moment, Lou Cheng found that his skin was a little scorched black, the blood vessels inside seemed to be burning violently, and his back was covered with hoarfrost, and the cold air was blowing, as if he had fallen into an Antarctic iceberg, exactly like the dead herring.

Inexplicably terrified, he turned his head to look, only to feel that Yan Zheke was looking at him with strange and fearful eyes.

"ah!"

Lou Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, and found that he was sleeping curled up on his side. A gleam of light shone in from the window, dyeing the dark dormitory into darkness. The bed, table, chair and mosquito net he saw were both familiar and unfamiliar. I don't know the feeling of being a guest in my dream.

After being stunned for a moment and taking a few deep breaths, he finally determined where he was and what he was doing.

"I had a nightmare..." Lou Cheng looked at the gradually brightening sky outside the window, and was in a trance for a moment. The dream just now had become blurred, and he only remembered that it carried all his fantasies, all the fantasies and all the fears.

Picking up the phone and turning on the screen, he realized that it was only before seven o'clock. He wanted to catch up on sleep, but it was still difficult to fall asleep. After tossing and turning, he finally got up at seven o'clock, walked out of the small dormitory, and entered the bathroom.

After finishing all this work, he sat in the living room, swiped the forum post bar with his mobile phone, and saw the cars posted by the old drivers late at night, he couldn't help smiling, his mood gradually calmed down, and he looked forward to his own martial arts after he was pregnant with the golden pill. It emerged, the anticipation for today's martial arts class emerged, and the anticipation for Yan Zheke's phrase "see you tomorrow in martial arts class" emerged!

Lou Cheng became excited, returned to the small dormitory, turned a blind eye to Zhao Qiang who woke up with sleepy eyes and was about to read a foreign language in the morning, opened his closet, and dug out a new set of martial arts uniforms.

This is the authentic martial arts uniform of the Dragon Tiger Club. It is a gift given to him by Lou Cheng after graduating from his third year of high school. It is based on navy blue and has both traditional and modern designs. Loose, so as not to restrain the strength of the muscles, after wearing it, as long as you are not too decadent, you will feel refreshed.

Putting on the martial arts uniform, tied the cuffs and leg corners, Lou Cheng went to the bathroom again, looked at himself in the big mirror, and saw a green dragon and a white tiger coiled around his left chest to form an "emblem", dotted with cloud patterns and wind patterns , showing the top power it represents.

After dipping in water and straightening his hair, Lou Cheng grinned at himself:

"not bad!"

"What a show!" Cai Zongming walked in yawning, hurting Lou Cheng.

Lou Cheng clicked his tongue and said, "I don't know which coquettish bag uses men's care series every day?"

"Hey, we have to be worthy of our face!" Cai Zongming walked to the squatting seat inside, obviously because he was woken up because he drank too much last night, and he didn't get up early like Lou Cheng and Zhao Qiang.

Listening to their conversation, Zhao Qiang, who was washing up next to him, rolled his eyes, watched Cai Zongming enter the squatting position, closed the outer door, and said: "You guys should go talk about cross talk, it starts again early in the morning!"

"Haha." Lou Cheng laughed, "The main reason is that Xiao Ming hasn't rented the house for three days!"

As he spoke, he exited the bathroom, put on black exercise shoes, and waited for Cai Zongming to get ready for breakfast.

While waiting, he logged on to QQ, wanted to chat with Yan Zheke but couldn't open his mouth, and felt that being too eager would scare the other party, so he only looked at the news of the freshman group and class group and ran to browse friends During our "Talk", I accidentally discovered that Yan Zheke had updated her status ten minutes ago:

"Sleep as a dog! But very happy! Today I will help everyone who gets up late to have breakfast, thank you!"

It's so cute... Lou Cheng thought to himself and patted his cheek lightly. He actually forgot to read Yan Zheke's past updates yesterday.

This is not only my longing accumulated from my curiosity about her bit by bit, but also a way to understand her further!

Just as Lou Cheng was browsing Yan Zheke's previous remarks, Cai Zongming finished packing, yawned, and walked over:

"Chengzi, you have a *sexy* smile on your face, you're either rape or robbery, what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Lou Cheng quit QQ with a smile and put away his phone.

Cai Zongming glanced at him, shook his head and said, "Young boy Huaichun looks like this!"

The two hurt each other out of the dormitory, went to the nearest cafeteria to drink soy milk, ate tea eggs and steamed buns, and walked slowly towards the martial arts club venue.

…………

The teaching buildings of Songcheng University form an angle with the dormitory area. Among them, a small three-story building is arranged near the lake. It is very delicately repaired and complements the lake and water. It is the school office building, at the school level.

In the deep room on the left side of the third floor of the small building, there is a sign of "Principal's Office". The inside is filled with moisture, and a half-century old man with black hair is opening his day with a tea ceremony.

Opposite him sat an old man in his seventies or eighties, wearing an old white cultural shirt, his hair was full of frost, but there were not many wrinkles.

The old man half-closed his eyes, his nostrils fluttered, as if he was breathing in the scent of tea:

"Ah, ah, ah!"

The loud sneezing shook the entire office, causing the old man with black hair in a suit and leather shoes to tremble and almost threw the purple clay pot out.

"Can't you be quiet for five minutes?" the old man in a suit and leather shoes said angrily.

The old man with all white hair rubbed his nose: "If you are pouring wine instead of making tea, I promise to be as quiet as your old dog."

"Okay, okay, if you can bring the Martial Arts Club into the national competition, then you can choose any bottle of wine in my wine cabinet and wine cellar. If you enter the top eight, you can choose three bottles. If you win the championship , I’ll let you in for a night of drinking!” The old man in a suit and leather shoes waved his hands as if giving a speech, “As the principal, as a martial arts enthusiast, this is probably my last chance to see the Songda Martial Arts Club rise again!”

Gulu, the old man in the white cultural shirt swallowed his saliva, and said with a dry smile:

"It's a deal! In fact, we are two brothers in the same life. If you don't say anything, I have to help, right?"

"Just wait for my good news!"

After watching the seventy or eighty-year-old man leave the office, the principal waited for five minutes before picking up the phone and dialing a number:

"Hey, see you, Yue, your dad hasn't regretted it."

"Don't worry, I guarantee that he has something to do and cares about, and he won't waste it at home anymore."

"Thank you for what you say, your dad and I are friends who have known each other since wearing crotch pants!"

...

In the grove by the lake, the old man looked at the water waves, moved his ears slightly, then took a sip of the wine in the metal flagon, sighed and smiled.

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In the martial arts club venue, because it was the first martial arts class, many members came, even Qiu Zhigao from Loucheng's dormitory also appeared.

Raising his head and looking around, Lou Cheng searched for Yan Zheke's trace, and ignored Cai Zongming beside him, causing him to "lament" in a low voice that there are opposite sexes and no humanity!

While looking around, Lou Cheng saw a familiar figure, and Yan Zheke came out from the women's changing room.

Her black hair was tied up, and she was wearing a plain white martial arts uniform with a dragon and tiger circled emblem on her chest. It was just another version of the "Dragon Tiger Club" martial arts uniform.

The eyes of the two met, and they both saw each other's clothes, and couldn't help but smile tacitly.

Just when Lou Cheng was about to go up to say hello and have a few words, Chen Changhua, the president of the martial arts club with a hulking back and eyebrows like flying insects, and Lin Que, a slender and clean Lin Que, came out of the men's locker room one after the other. Both of them pursed their lips tightly. The atmosphere between each other is very depressing.

"Everyone stand in line according to the current positions, and the new instructor will come soon." Standing in front of the crowd, Chen Changhua shouted in full spirit.

Everyone was tempered by military training, and quickly stood up as a whole team. Lin Que came to the front of Lou Cheng and his line at random. Chen Changhua glared at him, but he was indifferent.

At this time, a black shadow appeared at the gate of the Martial Arts Center, and then an old man walked in. He was wearing a white and old cultural shirt, his hair couldn't see a black color, his skin was not bad, and his wrinkles were unexpected many.

"Teacher Shi." Chen Changhua greeted him,

Old man Shi nodded slightly, indicating that he would also join the line, then stood in front of the line, coughed twice and said:

"My surname is Shi. Shi Shi of Shi Shi, from today onwards, will be the martial arts coach of you little devils. You can call me coach Shi, or old man Shi. I have always been unassuming, approachable, respecting the old and loving the young."

Respect the old and love the young... Respect the old? I'm afraid it's hard to find someone older than you, right? Lou Cheng looked at Cai Zongming, and complained silently in his stomach, Xiao Ming obviously had a similar opinion.

Old man Shi continued to say with a smile:

"The divisional competition of the 'National University Martial Arts Association' will start in November. The principal hopes that we can break through last year's results. Therefore, it is obviously not enough to have martial arts classes three times a week. Therefore, I plan to hope to become The students who are the main fighters are called together for special training. They practice every day, from 8:00 am to 12:00 am. Don’t worry, the principal has already agreed. As long as you are students who participate in the special training, they will help you to change the morning class to another class. The same classes for time slots, such as evenings."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked, and immediately started whispering.

"I have to practice every morning, there are no holidays, hehe, how can I have time to play, how can I have time to fall in love, how can I have time to relax?" Cai Zongming complained in a low voice.

Freshman's courses are not too tight, but after leaving each morning for martial arts practice, and then excluding various courses and sleep, there is very little free time that I can dispose of at will.

Lou Cheng fell into a strange silence when he listened to the discussions of the people around him, and just replied Cai Zongming with a few words.

Old man Shi took this opportunity to take out a roster and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Lin Que, do you want to participate in special training?"

Lin Que replied coldly, "Participate."

"Okay, next one, Chen Changhua, how about you?" Old man Shi continued to ask.

Chen Changhua glanced at Lin Que, gritted his teeth and said, "Participate!"

"Wu Dong, what about you?"

"join!"

"Sun Jian?"

"join!"

"Lin Hua?"

"join!"

...

"Li Mao?"

"join!"

Old man Shi's studies are all students from senior to sophomore amateur grade 6 and above. Most of them chose to participate, but several did not agree.

"Cai Zongming?" He thought of the warriors who were freshmen.

Cai Zongming said without hesitation: "Coach, I still won't participate, the most important thing is to study!"

Old man Shi continued to read indifferently:

"Qiu Zhigao?"

"Me, I won't participate either." Qiu Zhigao replied.

"Guo Qing?"

"join!"

...

After asking, old man Shi took out the jug and took a sip of wine, then said slowly:

"Of course, the Martial Dao Club is open to everyone. Students who are not amateurs and above the sixth rank can also sign up for special training. Isn't there a saying that the main thing is to participate and focus on strengthening the body. Well, for this kind of students, special training The time requirements must be lowered correspondingly, well, who wants to participate? Raise your hand and sign up."

The members of the Martial Arts Club looked at each other and were silent for a while. Although they love martial arts, it is another matter to devote so much time to practice every day and consume most of their leisure time. It must be very tiring and bitter, even if the requirements are lowered!

In the silence, someone raised his hand suddenly, Cai Zongming turned his head to look, his eyes almost popped out, he couldn't believe his eyes, because the one who raised his hand was Lou Cheng!

Lou Cheng said loudly:

"Coach Shi, I want to participate in special training!"

The voice was slightly higher, echoing in the team.

Running can make the "Golden Elixir" run slowly on its own. Will formal and arduous martial arts training help you digest and absorb it?