"Worship?" Old man Shi clicked his lower lip, seeming to disdain the thoughts of martial arts lovers like Lou Cheng, "Wait until one day you can completely defeat the warriors you admire, then you will have the greatest respect for them."
Worship him, respect him, then defeat him? Hearing old man Shi's words, Lou Cheng burst out a flame from the bottom of his heart, called the flame of ambition, it's not lust, it's ambition!
Can I? can i really do it
Lou Cheng trembled a little due to the scorching flames, completely forgetting the pride he felt after defeating Wu Dong by relying on wit, adaptability and strength.
He changed the topic and said: "Master, do you think we can make it to the national finals in this martial arts competition
The National University Martial Arts Association is divided into eight divisions, and the top two in each division will enter the final round, and they will gather in one place to complete the competition. Every November to January is the regional competition, and May is the national final.
Old man Shi rolled his eyes at him: "You think your master is a god? You only have one month of special training and you want to become the top two in the competition area?"
"Didn't Lin Que join us..." Lou Cheng's voice weakened a little bit, "Master, what level do you think our martial arts club is in in the district university?"
"Beyond a lot of belly, but it is basically impossible for the top four, and there is hope for the top eight." Old man Shi thought for a while, "Professional ninth rank is very great for freshmen, but third and fourth ranks may not be , Good seedlings, good background, good coaches are not only available to us at Songda University. Last year, the top eight in the competition area had at least one professional ninth rank. This was last year, and now it has been a year. They’re not going to stand still.”
It's possible to slacken and regress... Lou Cheng complained silently, but didn't dare to speak out.
"How many Ninth Grade occupations does Shanbei University have?" He asked curiously.
This is last year's national champion!
Old man Shi smiled: "Why do you ask them? You want to run away before you learn how to walk? Last year, Peng Leyun was a professional eighth grade. With his talent and hard work, it is no problem for Waigang to upgrade to a first grade the year before. , Xu Wannian, the president of their martial arts club, is also a ninth rank, but he has some supernatural powers. I don’t know where Bisong Dagao’s attractiveness has gone.”
Just listening to the introduction, Lou Chenggong deeply realized the huge gap between Songcheng University and Shanbei University's martial arts level. Without Peng Leyun, Xu Wannian had a great hope of sweeping his own martial arts club!
Is this the gap between an ordinary strong school and a national champion
Seeing that Lou Cheng's expression became serious, old man Shi heheeded, "So, this year, I'll train soldiers. By this time next year, Lin Que will go further, you've grown up, and the martial arts level of others has also been significantly improved. This is our chance to reach the national finals."
You have also grown up... Lou Cheng was excited and proud, and blurted out: "Master, I never thought you would value me so much, and take good care of me."
He imitated Crayon Shin-chan, scratching his head and smiling innocently.
Old Man Shi gave an uh: "I just said it casually, you don't have to take it seriously."
"..." Lou Cheng looked up at the sky, pretending not to be embarrassed.
Old man Shi stopped talking about the Martial Arts Association, and instead said: "After yesterday's battle with Wu Dong, I believe you have gained a lot, and old man, I have also watched your duel with Li Mao, and you are barely proficient in boxing and kicking. Today From now on, I will formally teach you how to fight in the 'Body Refining' realm."
The previous ones can only be regarded as the combination of basic movements and force-generating skills.
Lou Cheng restrained his excitement, saluted and said:
"Thank you, Master, I don't know what kind of move it is?"
The old man Shi coughed and restrained his indecency: "As a teacher, the root of my inheritance lies in the 'Ice Soul Divine Art', which is the current 'Ice Department' unique art, but the 'Body Training' realm does not need to care too much about the attributes of the exercises. , does not affect the future Waigang, what I will teach you today is the body training style derived from the unique knowledge of the 'Ice Department': 'Blizzard Twenty-Four Strikes'."
Blizzard twenty-four blows? At this exciting moment, Cai Zongming's face suddenly flashed in Lou Cheng's mind. If Xiao Ming was here, he would definitely complain: "Twenty-four Blizzard hits?" The first hit must be called "I am your father"!
"This style of play is famous for its fierceness and madness, but the spirit must not follow the madness. Instead, it must be as calm as condensed water into ice. Coupled with the explosion of the electric fire pile, it is absolutely top-notch in the level of body training..." Old man Shi began explained.
Lou Cheng listened very carefully, this is the first set of fighting moves he learned.
Time flies, and he has roughly memorized the main points of the twenty-four strikes, and it's time for special training with other members of the Budo Club.
Old man Shi stood in front of the special training members, looked at the remaining twelve people, and said hoarsely:
"Wu Dong got injured accidentally, so I can't come to special training during this period, and next week is the divisional competition of the National Martial Arts Association. I will announce the main force and the substitute."
Li Mao, who was expected to compete for the main force and substitute, and the others immediately held their breath, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Yan Zheke nodded slightly at Wu Dong's accidental injury and could not be trained for special training, and then smiled at Lou Cheng.
"The main force is three people, Lin Que, Chen Changhua, and Sun Jian." Old man Shi said the answer that everyone agreed on.
Even if Wu Dong was not injured, according to his performance some time ago, he was no match for Sun Jian, and after half a month of recuperation, Chen Changhua's hands had already returned to normal.
After talking about the main force, old man Shi glanced at Chen Changhua: "You are a senior, and you will graduate and leave school in July next year. You may not have the opportunity to meet us in the future. There is really no need to do your best in this divisional competition. But you have joined the Martial Arts Club for more than three years, and you have been the president for almost two years. Don’t you have any affection for this place? Four years have passed by, and you don’t want to leave something here? Don’t you want the future brothers and sisters? It is said that when Chen Changhua became the president, our Songda Martial Arts Club began to return to glory?"
Fame and fortune are hard to escape in life, Chen Changhua's expressionless face was slightly moved at this moment, and he nodded solemnly:
"Coach Shi, don't worry, I will definitely try my best. If I can break into the top eight in the division in the last year, I will not waste these years!"
Seeing that he had a good attitude, old man Shi smiled with satisfaction:
"The top eight are definitely promising!"
After finishing speaking, he turned to look at the others: "Three substitutes, Li Mao, Lin Hua, and Guo Qing."
Similar group martial arts competitions are all in the form of three players from each side in order, and the winner continues to accept the challenge until one side loses all three players. Since the list and order of the three players are all It is determined by the coach before the start of the game, so judging the opponent's players and the order to use is a very important link, so that tactics such as exchange, counter, and consumption can be considered in a targeted manner.
As for martial arts competitions, professional fighters with weapon licenses are not mentioned, and there is a saying that fists and feet are blind in amateur competitions. No matter how good the referees and supervisors are, they will not be able to prevent all injuries. The existence of substitutes is very necessary.
Guo Qing was a little surprised to hear her own name. She was stunned for a while before forgetting to cheer, and asked Yan Zheke next to her to give her a high five, as if she had already won the championship.
"You are in good health and have great potential. After more than three weeks of training, even if you can't get the fourth rank of amateur, you can still be regarded as outstanding in the fifth rank." Old man Shi has never been so mean to girls.
Wu Dong was injured, and the sophomores and juniors other than Li Mao, Lin Hua, and Sun Jian were all at the level of amateur fifth grade. Compared with the two, Guo Qing was chosen as a matter of course.
It's a pity that Xiao Ming didn't participate in the special training... Lou Cheng sighed secretly.
"Others, Yan Zheke, Li Xiaowen, you find other girls during the martial arts class, form a cheerleading team, and create a cheering atmosphere in the stands, Lou Cheng, Wu Meng, you guys call twenty or thirty boys Members, cooperate with the school security department and the student union to do a good job of security." Old man Shi continued to order.
Everyone was stunned, and it was Chen Changhua who asked after a long time:
"Coach Shi, what kind of security work?"
Old man Shi laughed and said, "You don't know? This year's opening ceremony will be held in Songda, and there will be a first-rank powerhouse coming. Don't worry about his safety. All of them combined are not enough for him..."
Before he finished speaking, most of the special training members booed excitedly:
"Which strong man is it?"
"Who? Who is it?"
"Can we collectively ask for autographs?"
The old man Shi coughed a few times and said, "Who is it, we will know in a few days. The first-rank powerhouse does not need our security, he should protect us. The specific security work is to cooperate with the school security department and the student union to block paparazzi reporters and fans. The group, block the support club, maintain order, and if there is a chance, I will help you mention the signings."
"Long live Coach Shi!" The members of the special training shouted in unison, as if all the hardships during this period had dissipated.
After yelling, everyone looked at each other, inexplicably having a feeling that we are a group, and even Chen Changhua's eyes on Lin Que softened a lot.
Old man Shi smiled and stretched out his hand, signaling them to calm down:
"The regional competition is just around the corner. We still have a lot of things to do. One is to collect information. Everyone will share a point. Find out all the game materials and videos of last year's regional competition and the national competition. After the draw is over and the opponent is determined, the main force and the substitute Watch the corresponding part now to learn about the enemy."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Que raised his hand: "Coach Shi, I have all these materials."
"Okay, very good, remember to pass it to me when the time comes." Old man Shi nodded in satisfaction.
This is the most time Lou Cheng has heard Lin Que talk since he joined the Martial Arts Club. He can tell that Lin Que, the main force of Songda Martial Arts Club, is a born deaf-mute, physically handicapped athlete...
"Secondly, there is still one week left. I will teach you the twelve moves, the first twelve of the twenty-four blows of the 'Ice Department' Blizzard." Old man Shi stretched his muscles.
Hehe, I can learn twenty-four strokes, you only have half of them, this is differential treatment... Lou Cheng was a little proud for a while, so he took the opportunity to review and mastered the first part.
At noon, after the duel training was over, Lou Cheng came back to Yan Zheke and Guo Qing like a day for several weeks.
"I don't know which first-rank powerhouse will come this time." Yan Zheke took the initiative to speak, full of interest in gossip.
Lou Cheng said with a low smile, "I know."
"Who is it?" Yan Zheke's dark eyes were burning brightly, making people sink into them unconsciously.
"Liang Yifan from Xinghai." Lou Cheng couldn't be fooled.
"Liang Yifan?" Yan Zheke's slightly thin face was filled with joy, "He is also my idol!"
Guo Qing next to him was also inexplicably excited.
"You have so many idols..." Lou Cheng joked.
Yan Zheke puffed her cheeks, showing a sense of playfulness: "If it's the Dragon King, Chengzi, if I want to break into your security, will you release the water?"
"I've been a traitor for a long time!" Lou Cheng replied firmly.
The two sides suddenly laughed, and after a while, Yan Zheke sighed: "I hope Coach Shi succeeds and let us all get autographs."
Signature... Lou Cheng read it silently.