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The cloud was dense, the sky was gloomy, and a spring rain was brewing, so the Songda Martial Arts Center had to turn on the lights in advance, illuminating the entire room.
Compared with last week's lack of preparation when they came here spontaneously, although the students who poured into the venue this time still did not buy small speakers, cheer sticks and other items, many people have recalled the experience of last year, which caused waves of excitement around them. The tide broke out with a cry higher than a cry.
Hearing the voice of "Song Da Song Da", Mo Zicong, the captain of the "Blue Dragon Team" with a thick back, couldn't help sighing:
"When will we have such a home court, such an atmosphere..."
He and his three companions did not find a place to sit down, but stood at the back of the highest part of the stand, like four security guards on four pillars.
Deng Hua with Mohican hair cut his relaxed expression, smiled wryly and said:
"This is something that others bring, we can't learn it, unless one day we play the trials..."
They are a local team in Songcheng, which is not as good as Yimo alone, nor is it as good as Songda Martial Arts Club, which naturally has tens of thousands of students as their backing, and they have to compete with many powerful teams for supporters. As the provincial capital, Songcheng itself has two The "clubs" that entered the third-tier divisional competition harvested most of the corresponding market, leaving very little for the few strong teams in the trials.
The Qinglong team is a union of three martial arts gyms, renting Hall 2 of the Songcheng Martial Art Stadium as their home stadium, and the stands that can accommodate thousands of people usually only have six or seven hundred spectators. This is still a lot of people who are used to watching nearby on weekends The relationship between several battles.
Therefore, they attach great importance to whether they can qualify for the group stage. It means that the broadcasting share means more viewers, and it means that the reward for martial arts skills is only one step away. If there is no way out, you must pick Songda Martial Arts Club!
So they took advantage of the fact that their game was on Sunday, and specially came to Songda University to observe Lou Cheng's battle at close range. After all, this is a genius who has achieved a professional level in half a year, and two weeks of recuperation may bring him another Not a small change, and this game is not a focus match, only recorded and broadcast. As for when it will be broadcast after recording, it depends on the arrangement of the TV station, and it may not be released in time.
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In the locker room of the home team, old man Shi took a sip of wine and leisurely said to Lou Cheng, Sun Jian, Li Mao and Yan Zheke:
"Let's say a few more words at the end. Peng Chengguang is really good. If he can get better martial arts, it won't be a big problem to be promoted to the alchemy realm within a year. He can be regarded as the ninth rank of Songcheng's top ten professions. The ranking of the Ninth Grade is very nonsense, just like when you were studying, there were top ten in your grade and top ten in your class.
Haha... Lou Cheng and the others were immediately amused, and the atmosphere became much lighter.
Although they were also caught by Coach Shi and put into the poor students, who can refute him as a strong outsider
Old man Shi was very satisfied with the effect of his words, and said slightly, "Sun Jian, Li Mao, you fought back and forth, except for Peng Chengguang, Gao Rao, Zhang Ying, Qu Yu, and Liu Wei in the Mingwei Martial Art Museum are all inferior to you. Not much, let go and fight, don't worry, anyway, there is Lou Cheng behind him, so it's all his fault if he loses!"
Pfft... Lou Cheng couldn't help but raised his hand and said, "Coach Shi, you put so much pressure on me like this!"
Yan Zheke next to him was already covering her mouth and chuckling, and Li Mao also relaxed.
"Pressure?" Old man Shi wouldn't say that he was deliberately putting pressure on you brat, he chuckled, "I remember this is your first home game, right?"
Lou Cheng was startled, then nodded solemnly:
"yes!"
Indeed, I almost forgot, this is the first time I represent Matsuda Martial Arts Club in our school!
Old man Shi nodded slightly, pointed outside: "Listen carefully."
The locker room was immediately quiet. Lou Cheng listened attentively. He heard the familiar cry, the sound that shocked him once, and the mountain roar that impressed him to the extreme:
"Song Da! Song Da!"
"Song Da! Song Da!"
This time, they sing for themselves!
"Did you hear that?" Old Man Shi asked with a smile.
"I heard it!" Lou Cheng nodded vigorously.
Old man Shi chuckled: "Is there any pressure?"
"Yes." Lou Cheng didn't hide his slight trembling, and felt Yan Zheke's slender palm stretched out with his left hand.
Old man Shi's expression suddenly became serious:
"Do you want to win?"
Lou Cheng still heard that cry, and his chest was filled with hot blood, so he shouted loudly:
"think!"
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In the locker room of the visiting team, Peng Chengguang sat on the bench, looked at the juniors and juniors around him, and said with a slight smile:
"Why do you act like you made a mistake?"
He was wearing a dark gray martial arts uniform, with a common cropped cut, and his facial features were quite ordinary, but with sharp edges and corners, a calm temperament, and an unusually capable appearance.
Zhang Ying, who had a baby face, bit her lower lip lightly and said, "Brother, we always, always feel that you are a burden. After Master passed away, you supported the martial arts gym so that we don't have to go back to the orphanage, but we, we not only didn't I can repay you, but let you fail again and again. You have not been able to qualify for the group stage for several years in a row.
"Eldest brother, if you are willing to join other teams, you should have obtained good martial arts and advanced to the alchemy realm a long time ago. We are really useless and will only hinder you!" Gao Rao, who had long arms and legs, said with a bit of self-disgust.
Peng Chengguang stretched out his hand and pressed down:
"Needless to say, I promised Master back then that I want the martial arts school to flourish and that you all have a good future. This is my own choice and has nothing to do with you."
"Besides, if I want to develop the martial arts school, I can't do it on my own. I still need your help. One hero has four helpers, right?"
"Don't worry too much about this selection competition. Our purpose is to use this to temper ourselves. Of course it's good to win, and it doesn't matter if you lose. With this kind of experience, maybe next year, maybe the year after, some of you will become professional fighters. When the time comes, we will work together, are we afraid we won’t be able to qualify? I’m still young and I can afford to wait.”
Seeing that the elder brother said so, Gao Rao put away his guilt, and turned to worry: "Eldest brother, Lou Cheng from Songda Martial Arts Club should be able to fight today, you have to be careful."
Hearing this sentence, Qu Yu next to him was dissatisfied: "Senior brother Gao, Lou Cheng is strong, but there is still a big gap between him and senior brother. It is said that his physical fitness has just reached the level of professional ninth grade!"
"But he has mastered the center of gravity like mercury, and his physical strength is abnormal..." Liu Wei was also a little worried.
Peng Chengguang stopped the quarrel between his brothers and sisters, nodded with a smile and said:
"Lou Cheng is indeed very strong, and he is an enemy that must be looked at with high regard. Facing such a strong man, I should have said modestly, saying that I am happy to win, and it is worth losing, but I can't say it."
Speaking of this, he touched his left chest and said: "The more you face such a powerful enemy, the more intense it beats, telling me..."
He stood up suddenly, full of momentum:
"I want to win!"
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After finishing the arrangement, old man Shi let Lou Cheng and the others move freely and wait for their appearance.
Lou Cheng waited to close his eyes for a while, and then do a warm-up, but saw Yan Zheke took out the phone and quickly pressed his fingers.
hum! Then the phone in his pocket rang.
Taking a look in doubt, he saw the girl sent a message, and said "poorly" authentically: "Oh, so angry!"
"What's wrong?" Lou Cheng said, "patting his head".
"Just kidding..." Yan Zheke returned the red-faced smiling expression, "I'm just a little disappointed. I thought I would have a chance to play today. I always feel that with the ability to pull back the center of gravity and listening skills, I am no better than Senior Brother Sun Jian. How different is it from Brother Li Mao and the others... (Squatting in the corner and drawing a circle) Am I proud? Complacent?"
If it was Cai Xiaoming who said that, Lou Cheng would definitely answer, "You are self-inflated if you win a game", but when facing his girlfriend, he would say it differently: "You have a level between the second and third ranks of amateurs. , and they are indeed similar, but the actual combat experience is almost the same.”
"Yeah, wait for next week's amateur competition to improve the actual combat!" Yan Zheke said with "piercing eyes".
There was an unconscious smile on Lou Cheng's face again: "How many grades do you plan to apply for?"
"Amateur grade 2! To be a person, you must have a goal!" Yan Zheke said with a red scarf-wrapped excited expression, "Hey, I seem to have said similar things before, but back then the goal was amateur grade 5—"
"That's right." Lou Cheng also recalled the past, "At that time, I thought it was too bold for me to apply for the Seventh Grade Amateur."
"The result is now..." Yan Zheke said with "tears streaming down her face".
Before Lou Cheng could reply, she sent another message:
"Close your eyes and rest your mind, don't look at your phone! If you don't perform well, hum, don't think about that this week!"
It wasn't you who sent the message first... Lou Cheng slandered, and replied with a frightened expression:
"Yes, Coach Yan!"
Seeing her boyfriend put down his phone and obediently closed his eyes to rest his mind, Yan Zheke was sweet in his heart, with dimples on his face, and was about to do the same, but suddenly found the door of the dressing room opened, and Lin Que walked in.
Cousin is so late today... She was surprised, but saw Lin Que blankly making a gesture of looking at his phone.
Eh? Looking at your phone
As soon as Yan Zheke looked down, she felt the vibration of her phone and saw the message from Lin Que:
"Last week at Tiantongguan, it was not only Xie Tianque who saw you and Lou Cheng, but also Uncle Xie. He mentioned this by the way when he went to visit grandpa this week."
"Your mother called me just now and asked me if this happened."
This... Yan Zheke's body trembled suddenly, and her heart seemed to have stopped beating. (.),.