Old man Shi and Lin Que looked at each other for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled and said:
"Okay! Just don't be afraid! Newborn calves shouldn't be afraid of tigers!"
After finishing speaking, he looked at Lou Cheng, clenched his fist in a rare way and said:
"You go second, Lin Que is the hammer, open the situation, you are the chisel, follow closely behind, I have to chisel a hole in the iron wall!"
Lou Cheng was young and energetic, his blood boiled with enthusiasm, and he said without hesitation:
"it is good!"
Old man Shi nodded in satisfaction, clapped his hands and said, "As long as I can make a hole, frustrate their spirit, and suppress their shouting, I'll take it as if we won today, and I'll come back to break through here in a dignified manner later on!"
"Sun Jian, you have to prepare carefully. You will definitely have a chance to play today, so perform well."
"Yes, coach!" Sun Jian was a little nervous and excited.
Appearing in such an atmosphere is really scary and exciting.
After boosting morale and arranging the order of appearance, old man Shi glanced at his watch: "There are still ten minutes, don't rush out, do a warm-up in the locker room, stretch your muscles and bones, and get familiar with the familiar feeling. As for the style of play, you will train in the morning." The time has already been said, and I will not repeat it, old man."
Lou Cheng put on airs, stretched his fists and feet slowly, and pushed up his own state bit by bit. After practicing "Lei Yin Zhen Zen" for more than a week, he gradually touched the threshold. When hitting an opponent, there is a process of "exploding" in Jinli, just like the explosion of a bomb after hitting an enemy, thus creating an impact, point to area, and shock.
In order to accomplish this, the strength must be "retracted" and "pressed" in advance, and it must be maintained until it hits the enemy before venting. It cannot be used as an explosion and push for punching. The grasp of the muscles and membranes is a big test.
And the training with Yan Zheke gave him a little understanding of how to "receive" and how to control, and he urgently needs to master the two.
Time passed by, the sleeves were tugged, the air was flowing slowly, and the mood was cleared. Lou Cheng retracted his arms, stood up again, and let out a foul breath.
He had just finished closing when he heard old man Shi cough twice:
"Okay, get ready to go out."
The others hurriedly finished, followed Old Man Shi, walked out of the locker room, and stepped into the "Dragon Pool and Tiger Den".
As soon as they saw them, tens of thousands of spectators shouted in unison outside, the sound was deafening and short of breath.
"Get back!"
"Climb back!"
Faced with the shouts mixed with all kinds of swear words, old man Shi looked at himself, walked leisurely, and said to Lou Cheng and the others, "Did you hear that? If you can beat them for a while, even if you didn't come in vain today!"
It's strange to say that amidst such a huge noise, his low laughter still clearly reached the ears of every selection member.
Infected by this kind of indifference and ease, Lou Cheng secretly clenched his fists, anticipation of the next match overwhelmed his fear.
He stretched out his left hand and held Yan Zheke's right palm, soothing the girl's unconsciously faster heartbeat with his calmness.
Yan Zheke was startled for a moment, then turned her head to look at him, her eyes were smiling, dimples loomed, then she raised her head, like a proud princess, and walked forward hand in hand with him.
Everyone had just arrived at the seats of the visiting team. Li Xiaowen, who was in charge of handing over the roster to the game supervisor, had been waiting for a long time. She said like a cannonball: "Qiu Yang didn't play, and the one who replaced him was Tan Ming, a first-rank amateur. Wei Shengtian was the vanguard himself. second."
Lou Cheng and the others were startled by the slightly messy words, and they all looked at Lin Que.
What a narrow road!
Lin Que looked sideways at the ring, and slowly tore off the clothes covered in the martial arts uniform.
The referee glanced at the electronic clock, mustered the strength of his dantian, and said in a voice that overwhelmed the shouts of the audience:
"In the second round of the Songcheng Division Trials, Team No Fear will face Songcheng University Martial Arts Club."
"The first match, Wei Shengtian vs. Lin Que!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a shout that was several times stronger than before erupted from the stands:
"Yimo!"
After a brief pause, they roared again:
"Wei Wudi!"
Yimo Wei is invincible!
Lin Que remained expressionless, with his coat still on his seat, facing the shouts filling the martial arts hall, he walked to the side of the arena step by step, and climbed up the arena along the stone steps.
Under the cheers of the audience, Wei Shengtian also stood up from his seat, like a half iron tower, and reached the ring with a few strides.
After the two sides stood up, the referee silently counted the time and said:
"The three-minute conversation begins."
There was a wave of abuse from around, greeting Lin Que's 18th generation ancestors and female relatives, Yan Zheke blushed pretty, and was so angry that her breathing became uneven.
Lou Cheng held her catkin, feeling the changes in her body caused by intense emotions, gently shook her hand and said:
"Don't be angry, just treat it as a group of mad dogs barking."
Why didn't he itch his teeth with hatred, and secretly made up his mind that the audience must be quiet, even if it was only for a few tens of seconds!
Yan Zheke pursed her lips and nodded: "I know they want to disturb my cousin's state of mind. In the group arena, they will do everything they can, but, but they are still so angry! I have never been scolded like this before when I grow up! "
As she spoke, she pouted.
"I will strive to complete the small goals!" Lou Cheng said seriously.
"Ah?" Yan Zheke immediately shook her head like a rattle, "I'm not angry anymore!"
"You have to maintain your state of mind and not be affected, you know?"
"Understood, Coach Yan!" Lou Cheng said with a low smile.
Yan Zheke gave a snort, looked at him and smiled, forgetting about the background noise.
After this incident, she also forgot the tension and fear at the beginning.
...
On the ring, Wei Shengtian looked at Lin Que who was adjusting his body, and smiled slightly:
"The qi and blood are extremely strong, and there is only one step away from the alchemy state. Unfortunately, there is still one step after all."
"I know that your idea is to win one or two rounds and leave Yimo decently, but I won't let you do what you want, I will personally dispel your delusions!"
While speaking, he shook his head, as if stretching his muscles, but also as if showing contempt.
Lin Que listened quietly, then suddenly said:
"The more you talk, the more you show your inner fear."
"I'm afraid? I'm afraid of you, a professional ninth-rank guy, in a majestic Alchemy Realm? Why do you tell me? Why?" Wei Shengtian said with a smile and a good temper.
However, Lin Que in front of him didn't respond any more, like a Buddha carved out of stone, no matter how exciting it was, there was no emotional fluctuation at all.
After taunting for two minutes, Wei Shengtian suddenly stopped talking, because he found himself getting a little impatient.
The other party obviously only said one sentence, but it actually made him feel impatient!
He has a great grasp on people's hearts...
Concentrating his mind and adjusting his breathing, Wei Shengtian regained his state. At this moment, the referee raised his right hand and shouted loudly:
"start!"
Wei Shengtian's eyes flashed, his back was like a bow, and he flicked, his muscles swelled, as if he was a little taller, he stomped and glared at Lin Que, raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, as if holding a fist The giant hammer is about to be swung down fiercely, and those who block it will be invincible!
Facing Wei Shengtian who was charging towards him like a statue of a giant spirit, Lin Que didn't block hard, and suddenly backed away.
Normally, ordinary warriors would not dodge like this, because they could not see the road behind them, and it was difficult to maintain their center of gravity, which meant they were in a rather unfavorable position, but Lin Que was like a dexterous goat, with brisk steps, The rhythm is orderly, and the body is kept steady.
More importantly, his "retreat" is for "advance"!
He retreated three steps in a row, forcing Wei Shengtian to take three steps in a row. When his momentum turned from ups and downs, Lin Que suddenly stopped, as if a nail had been firmly driven into place. The cannon fist was shot out.
Wei Shengtian thought about his strength, and he still smashed down with his right fist, which was like a giant hammer.
The hammer that opened the mountain!
boom!
As soon as the two collided, Lin Que's spine squirmed protrudingly, like a dragon turning over, his right arm was like a spring, and he retracted with the momentum, borrowing a majestic force, and when one end of the lever was pressed, the other end would inevitably tilt up, his temples swelled, his waist With a twist of his back, his left hand formed a fist, and he shot out like a shooting star.
Before he had time to dodge, Wei Shengtian lowered his shoulders, swung his left arm across, and blocked the punch.
boom! Wei Shengtian felt like being hit by a bomb, he felt that every joint, every inch of skin and every muscle in his body was in shock, and he was unable to exert strength for a short time.
Yin and Yang turn, meteor energy!
Lin Que was afraid that his own strength would not be enough to shock Wei Shengtian, so he deliberately took a risk and borrowed part of the opponent's strength by "Yin Yang Zhuan"!
Wei Shengtian had seen the video of Lin Que's previous matches, but because he was a top-notch amateur last time, he really couldn't see anything, so he caught on for a while.
Seeing that he was stiff, Lin Que was overwhelmed, his thigh was tense, and he pulled out his right leg, and pulled it between Wei Shengtian's legs.
Seeing this scene, the abuse in the audience became more intense.
At the critical moment, Wei Shengtian's body shrank suddenly, his spirit, blood, aura and strength seemed to be condensed into one body, hugging into a big pill, round and flawless, stopping the shock.
A moment later, his strength exploded, and a point in his body gushed out, driving his right leg, and kicked it out, blocking Lin Que's whip leg.
boom! When his legs collided, Lin Que immediately felt a majestic force, unable to maintain his center of gravity any longer, he staggered sideways and backwards following the force.
And under such an explosion, Wei Shengtian didn't step on the ground and burst open his martial arts shoes, which shows that his control over his body has reached a terrifying level.
As soon as he succeeded in the move, he mercilessly stomped on his foot and jumped out. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Lin Que. His muscles puffed up, and he used his whole body as a giant hammer to hit his opponent fiercely.
Close-fitting hammer!
As soon as Lin Que stabilized his center of gravity, he faced such a blow. He was really in danger, and it seemed inevitable that he could avoid it. Yan Zheke couldn't help but grasp Lou Cheng's palm tightly and held his breath.
At this moment, Lin Que instantly visualized a shooting star piercing the sky and hitting the ground, the muscles of his body tightened, and the force exploded in his body, pushing him to move two steps horizontally, causing Wei Shengtian to hit the ground. It was empty, and could only explode the airflow.
"Meteor Strength" can not only be used for attacks!
After narrowly dodging Wei Shengtian's close-to-body punch, Lin Que did not turn around. He pushed his feet, straightened his right arm, and slapped Wei Shengtian on the back of the head with a slap to the side.
Snapped!
Under such a fierce single whip, let alone Shi Jin, real stones would be shattered!
The audience unconsciously clenched their fists. (.)