"Pan Chengyun? The one my brother defeated, right?" Yan Zheke looked up, trying hard to remember who her boyfriend's opponent was.
If you don't mention the Hong Luo Martial Art Museum, she will not be able to remember the relevant things if there is only a name. After all, she hid in the locker room and applied ointment to Lou Cheng. Solved the enemy.
Lou Cheng smiled and said: "It should be. Didn't we read the information of Hongluo Martial Arts before the match? I always remember that they have a main force named Pan or something, and it is probably him."
"Then he has improved quite quickly. He was only an ordinary first-class amateur when he competed with us, and now he can qualify for the group stage in less than three months, and has quasi-professional strength..." Yan Zheke was a little envious and a little emotional Said bluntly, "The actual training in the trials helped him a lot."
It's a pity that it was only his turn to play twice, and he played four games.
"Maybe he has better luck in grouping?" Lou Cheng replied casually.
He didn't have any hope of qualifying for the qualifying group before, so he didn't care about the details of other games. He just glanced at the results. The only opponent left is the Qinglong team. Once they win, the results of other games will not matter to the overall situation.
Under such circumstances, how could Lou Cheng have the time and energy to pay attention to the Red Luo team's games? With this free time, he might as well care about his girlfriend and put more effort into his studies.
"That's right." Yan Zheke nodded thoughtfully, and then made a pretty face on purpose, "But you can't be careless, there is still more than an hour, you have to watch the battle video of him during the trial, you know?"
"I know! Coach Yan taught me that!" Lou Cheng replied with a smile, took the girl's hand, found a high place in the stands, and retrieved Pan Chengyun's game video with her respectively.
...
The ordinary amateur Yipin Pan Heyou buried his face in his hands, full of frustration and pain, and did not search for the enemy's information in time as before.
Do you still need to search for Lou Cheng's information? Every match he played during the trials was deeply imprinted in his mind. He mastered the strength of Zhenquan and ice department step by step, and he witnessed the whole process from professional ninth-level combat strength to top professional ninth-level strength. !
How should such an opponent win
How can such an opponent win
If it was the early stage of the selection competition, Pan Chengyun felt that it was not impossible for him to win a battle if he fully understood his opponent, but now, he really didn't have a little confidence, as if he was facing a strong man in the eighth-rank alchemy realm. Pin your hopes on the opponent's underestimation of the enemy, or an accident before the game, and poor performance on the spot.
Although thanks to senior brother Jiang's injury, he has withstood the test and grown a lot in the trials. If he hadn't met an old friend in the group stage and was restrained by her style of play, he would definitely be able to qualify as the number one, but Compared with Lou Cheng's improvement, this kind of improvement is simply incomparable!
"I have no way to weaken the strength of his ice department. I can only rely on my physical fitness to resist... Even in the face of Zhenquan, I can't withstand two or three blows..." Pan Chengyun breathed out and brought his thoughts back to normal.
He has come to this point, facing the Ninth Grade Professional Certificate which is close at hand, it is impossible for him to give up directly!
Especially last year, many competitions were held in Songcheng and its surrounding areas, allowing many warriors to pass the review, making the number of professional ninth-rank places reach fifteen. For those who are capable, this fixed-rank competition is a rare good opportunity. You must know that if there are extreme situations, such as the martial arts school has obtained certificates and the previous year's competition organization is not enough at the same time, then there may only be a few places in the Ninth Professional Competition.
In the decades of qualifying competitions, the most extreme situation in Songcheng was that only 20 or so fighters passed the qualification review and competed for two places, so many players with professional strength had to fight each other recklessly.
"You can only swim around and fight, not do explosive collisions..."
Pan Chengyun made the final decision.
This is a style of play that he is not good at, but it is also a choice he has to make!
...
"Hey, he already has professional level strength." Yan Zheke looked at it and let out a low cry, then turned to look at Lou Cheng.
She is holding the tablet, and beside her is a mobile IFI purchased for similar occasions.
Lou Cheng touched the little stubble on his chin, and said amusedly: "He hides really deeply, was he caught off guard by your brother's Meteor Strength?"
Before doing this, knowing Pan Chengyun's true strength, he would definitely be facing a formidable enemy, but now, whether he is professional-level or not has nothing to do with the overall situation.
"Maybe..." Yan Zheke rolled her eyes, suddenly burst into a smile, and said with a snort, "Pan Chengyun might have wanted to catch my brother by surprise, but in the end he didn't perform well and lost. He must have been very depressed and wronged..."
Using the word "wronged", she suddenly felt that poor Pan Chengyun was a little cute.
Lou Cheng laughed and said, "No matter how wronged he is, I have to beat him seriously..."
He fast-forwarded the video of the game while talking, freezing the scene in one frame after another.
"What are you looking at?" Yan Zheke stretched her neck, leaned over, and asked curiously.
Lou Cheng smiled and said: "Didn't you just say that when facing me, Pan Chengyun would most likely choose to swim and fight. Of course I have to study his habitual dodging direction."
This is the problem of habit that Master said, just like I am used to choosing the left in my daily life. If a similar habit remains in battle and is noticed by others, it is easy to be targeted and set a trap, thus falling into danger Fortunately, Master pointed this out when I had little actual combat experience and hadn't formed a habit.
"Get used to it..." Yan Zheke slightly parted her lips, suddenly realizing.
Looking at Lou Cheng's side profile, she clearly felt her boyfriend's talent in fighting again.
I also have to pay attention to my own habits... She opened her eyes wide and cast the realization on Lou Cheng's phone screen: "Did you find anything?"
"Of course!" Lou Cheng said somewhat complacently, "Given a choice, Pan Chengyun dodges to the right at least eight out of ten times."
"Chengzi..." Yan Zheke suddenly shouted crisply.
Lou Cheng looked at her from the side, and said blankly, "What?"
"You are amazing~!" Yan Zheke applauded with a smile.
"Hey, don't be so exaggerated!" Lou Cheng laughed out loud.
Yan Zheke drew dimples, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "I'm not learning from you~!"
...
At 3:30 in the afternoon, Lou Cheng stepped onto the ring and stood on both sides of the referee with Pan Chengyun.
"To be honest, I really didn't expect you to have a professional level before." He said with emotion.
Pan Chengyun almost burst into tears when he heard it, you know this!
He took a breath, maintained his sternness and sternness, and said, "I didn't expect to meet you directly."
Does God want me to continue to carry the title of top-notch amateur
Lou Cheng didn't provoke him any more, closed his eyes, and finally adjusted his body.
After a while, the referee looked at the electronic clock, raised his right hand, and swung it heavily:
"start!"
Lou Cheng exerted strength on both feet, and suddenly raised his bent knees, and his whole body was thrown out like a gust of wind, shortening the distance between him and his opponent in the blink of an eye.
Pan Chengyun was as calm as water, his back muscles squirmed, and he made a sliding step to the right without a frontal collision.
But at the same time, Lou Cheng's spine flicked suddenly, like a dragon turning its body, driving the center of gravity to the left, and it changed direction before the opponent!
In an instant, Pan Chengyun turned into a trap for himself, seeing Lou Cheng stomp violently, his back swung violently, and he was about to punch out.
Oops! He thought to himself, he could only clenched his teeth, visualized, tightened his hip muscles, stimulated his tailbone to flick, and rushed to the side with the haste of being burned by fire.
When Lou Cheng gained power, he stomped on the bricks and shattered the green bricks, and followed him forward without any difference.
As soon as Pan Chengyun's feet landed, he realized that his opponent was chasing him nearby, so he lowered his center of gravity, rebounded with strength, bulged up his muscles, and completed the first burst of "Aggression Like Fire".
He turned around sharply, his right arm was like a big gun, and he stabbed back fiercely.
Lou Cheng's long-prepared fist punched out, the river in his mind was frozen, and the cold wave surged in his body, and his momentum was surging.
boom!
The two fists clashed, Lou Cheng's body swayed a bit, while Pan Chengyun felt the icy cold spread from his arms to his whole body in an instant, freezing his muscles and fascia.
His face turned blue immediately, and his body trembled involuntarily. He wanted to muster up more courage to avoid the opponent's serial blows, but the force of his legs became obviously sluggish.
Lou Cheng shook his arm and punched out his fist, which landed on Pan Chengyun's throat, and he heard the referee's announcement in his ear:
"Lou Chengsheng!"
Pan Chengyun shivered, and suddenly recalled in his mind that when he faced Lin Que, he was defeated in two moves.
After working hard for more than two months, why are there still two tricks...
This was an expected victory, Lou Cheng was not overly ecstatic, he celebrated with Yan Zheke in the air with a sense of relief, then nodded to Pan Chengyun, turned his head and walked off the stands without saying anything, because I feel that everything I say is hurting this friend.
"He really dodged to the right..." Yan Zheke glanced sympathetically at Pan Chengyun on the ring, then turned his head and left him behind, and gave Lou Cheng a high-five with sparkling eyes.
Lou Cheng had already obtained the form from the competition supervisor, and half-jokingly said: "It seems that his master didn't remind him of this."
The two held hands, and without looking back at the ring, they walked excitedly to the office of the Martial Arts Association.
The staff took the form, called up the corresponding video, confirmed the final result, and said with a smile:
"Hello, as a professional rank nine, you automatically become a member of the Martial Arts Association, do you need to quit?"
"No retreat." Lou Cheng was not a fool.
The staff read the terms and said: "As a formal member of the Martial Arts Association, you need to pay a membership fee of 1,000 yuan a year, and the association will organize lectures for high-quality martial artists from time to time, and will also help you solve problems, such as coordinating legal resources, etc. , you get a lot of service.”
"As for your obligations, one is to maintain the reputation of the association, and the other is to cooperate as much as possible when the association holds high-density competitions and there are not enough referees. Of course, we will give a certain reward or contribution points of the same value, which can be exchanged for the association to collect Martial arts-related materials, including but not limited to martial arts unique learning."
"Do you have any questions?"
"No." Lou Cheng shook his head.
After he said that, I really felt like I became a professional Ninth Rank! (.)