Seeing Zhang Zhutong being knocked off the ring by Lou Cheng, and hearing the referee's announcement of the result, the audience was silent. Not a single audience shouted or cheered. It wasn't that they didn't want to, but the stalemate and tension of the previous battle made them tense. I have been suffering all the time, as if I have also experienced such a difficult and fierce game. When the winner is decided, no matter who I support, I will be relieved at first, and there will be a burst of exhaustion. I am tired physically and mentally, and I am happy Quiet.
It wasn't until Lou Cheng straightened his body, raised his hands high, and screamed to the sky, that their passion was ignited, and the sound wave suddenly boiled.
"Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng!"
"Win! Win! Win!"
All kinds of cheers reverberated in the Martial Arts Arena, forming a wave that almost toppled the ceiling.
However, they quickly fell silent again, because Lou Cheng in the arena rested his hands on his knees and panted heavily, while his sweat dripped down on the big screen, hitting the surface of the broken blue bricks, splashing into numbers. Indistinct fine points, the pupils lost their depth and spirit, like a blind man who can only see a piece of darkness.
He will be tired too
He gets tired too
No matter how abnormal the physical strength is, there is a limit
Thoughts slid through the hearts of the audience, and suddenly felt that this young warrior who had fought hard and won was not a superman, but still a living and normal person like everyone else, no longer so alienated and distant, as if he could touch it with his hand , and in the battle just now, he really tried his best and squeezed out the bone marrow before he achieved victory by leaps and bounds.
The goodwill in their hearts rose unconsciously.
Yan Zheke covered her mouth, her spirit was exhausted and her emotions were overwhelming.
Looking at Lou Cheng who finally showed a tired look on the ring, and recalling his "Come again" just now and the aura that completely suppressed Zhang Zhutong, she felt distressed, pitied, proud, proud, excited, and happy, and wanted to leave it alone. Regardless, hug her boyfriend hard!
Zhang Zhutong was lying on the ground next to the arena, his thoughts gradually recovered, he saw the transparent glass ceiling, saw the rising moon that was firmly revealed in the light pollution, and felt that the surroundings were peaceful, so quiet that he seemed not in the martial arts gymnasium, but still Exposure to the lingering white mist of the ultra-low temperature cold therapy system.
lost
Waited for three years, practiced hard for three years, and lost like this
Although victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, three years later, I will be twenty-six years old. Unless the rules are changed, I will no longer be able to enter the ring of the youth competition and win this crown to prove myself. Take care, the age limit is relaxed, after three years, what level can Lou Cheng grow up to? Just thinking about it is scary.
It will never be possible, I will never win the youth championship.
Some things, once missed, will never come back.
Zhang Zhutong was weak and his muscles were sore. He wanted to lie quietly like this, unwilling to get up and face the reality of failure, but in this quietness, he heard the sound of gasping for breath.
Tilting his head, he saw Lou Cheng, looked up at Lou Cheng, and saw his dull and exhausted eyes.
he is tired
His physical strength is not without limits!
In an instant, intense annoyance and regret gushed out, occupying Zhang Zhutong's mind and gnawing at his heart.
If I had known that he would be tired, if I had known that his limit was here, how could I have lost my position just now, being suppressed by him, affecting my spirit, appearing sluggish, and showing my flaws!
If we continue to maintain the previous style of play, I will be the winner!
After seeing Lou Cheng's limit clearly, Zhang Zhutong gritted his teeth, thinking that he could win the final victory five or ten times, but the game is over and time cannot be turned back.
To lose is to lose, the winner enjoys the glory, and the loser has no excuses.
With a wry smile, he got up, patted the dust off his body, and walked to the lounge lonely, bearing regret and licking the wound.
This is martial arts, this is life.
As soon as he took two steps, the audience came back to their senses, and many people shouted:
"Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng!"
Immediately afterwards, a sharp and immature female voice pierced through:
"!!"
Lou Cheng!
Hearing Wu Ting's scream and seeing her jumping up and down, Wei Renjie smiled with complicated emotions, and turned to look at Sun Yixing and Chu Weicai.
Chu Weicai and Sun Yixing didn't say anything, they just gave a thumbs up.
That's right, Lou Cheng can now take the top spot among young warriors in this province!
Yes, he belongs to the young warriors in this province!
...
"Win, win!"
Lou Zhisheng couldn't believe that his son had won the victory until now. He jumped up, forgetting the reservedness of intellectuals, and shouted like a young man.
"Win, win..." Qi Fang pulled him, looked at the ring with concern, and asked nervously, "Is Cheng Zi okay?"
When he was in junior high school, some of his classmates died suddenly after being punished for running a circle!
"It's okay, it's okay, look, he's recovered, and he's greeting everyone." Lou Zhisheng's eyes were fixed on the ring and the big screen, and he saw Lou Cheng's eyes recover a little, and he turned around the edge, facing the audience , raised his hands and applauded.
"That's good, that's good!" Qi Fang heaved a sigh of relief, forgetting her age, and followed the excited audience around, making a crowd.
The martial arts competition is really exciting and thrilling! This is her intuitive impression, but she can no longer say that for safety, don't take the road of martial arts.
Son, you are our pride!
Looking at his cousin who was circling around the field to pay tribute in a victorious manner, Qi Yunfei suddenly felt clearly the effort and dedication that Lou Cheng's brother concealed under the fact that his eyes were dimmed for a short time and his expression was not showing off. Compared with the boastful kind of person who bears hardships, his uncontrollable exhaustion just now is more manly.
Reminiscing about the punches and kicks that left a deep impression on her, the imposing shouting, the sense of strength with bulging muscles, and the tyranny that the defeated enemy stomped to shake the ring, Qi Yunfei blushed and smiled lowly Muttering:
"I'm really a brother-in-law..."
She rarely looked around shyly, fearing that others would notice her emotions, but Chen Xiaoxiao, Ma Xi, Qiu Hailin, Cao Lele and others had their own reactions, excitements, and thoughts, and no one paid attention to her at all.
...
In the living room of the building.
Lou Yuanwei loosened his clenched fists because of the stalemate fighting, and the joy surged up and gushed out.
But he immediately burst into more emotions, staring blankly at the TV with mixed feelings, looking at the tired Lou Cheng, and circling around to pay tribute to Lou Cheng.
At this time, he felt that he could hardly remember what Lou Cheng had been like in the past ten years.
He has really undergone earth-shaking changes, making the relatives who are in frequent contact feel an unspeakable strangeness.
I don't even recognize it...
I really want to live like him, no, half of it, one-tenth of it is fine!
The old man, Lou Debang, was holding the home-rolled cigarette in his hand, but forgot to light it, and said to himself in a daze:
"Won?"
"Win the top seed?"
Tens of seconds later, he woke up suddenly, touched the side, but found nothing, so he yelled angrily:
"Zhiqiang, bring me my phone!"
I'm going to call them back one by one!
Lou Zhiqiang trembled from being yelled at, then looked at his wife with fierce eyes, and whispered stiffly:
"If you win, you win. Why are you excited..."
...
In the high school class group, after several minutes of silence, no one spoke.
Another tablemate of Lou Cheng, Wang Jie, appeared and said:
"I want Feng Chengzi to be my idol!"
Cao Lele followed suit:
"He's already my idol!"
Tao Xiaofei smiled and said in Yao's name:
"Brother Lou has long been my idol!"
You are so outdated!
Not many students came out to express their feelings. Others were just joining in the fun at first and were excited by this incident. But after witnessing a classmate who was not very familiar with or even relatively unfamiliar, they really got a great honor and became famous. Because it's complicated, I don't want to speak for a while.
There is harm in comparison.
...
In the live broadcast room of Xingsheng TV Station, the host was silent for a moment, then forced a smile and said:
"Teacher Yu Hong, what do you think of the result of this competition?"
Yu Hong sighed with a smile:
"Lou Cheng is really a person who is good at creating miracles."
In a month or two, Lou Cheng and Zhang Zhutong will fight ten more games, maybe they will win one or two games, but he will finish it at the most important moment and on the most critical occasion.
One game is worth ten games!
No one can say, dare to say, that he is weaker than Zhang Zhutong!
...
After listening to the guest grandpa's comments and seeing that Lou Cheng had regained his ability to move, Yan Xiaoling let go of her worries. Over the past two days, her suppressed emotions broke out completely, and she sent several posts in the form of forum chat:
"Come on! Come on! You bastards, who are you talking about making it to the semi-finals? Who will definitely kneel when they meet Zhang Zhutong or Han Zhifei?"
"Come on! Hurt each other!"
"Our family, Lou Cheng, not only wants to enter the top four, but also enters the final, and steps on top of the top seed!"
"It's not that he got into the top four with outside moves, it's because other people want to avoid him with outside moves!"
"Come on, come on! Fuck your mother's tricks! Fuck your mother's hypocrite! Fuck your mother's sunspot!"
After posting, Yan Xiaoling couldn't help panting, feeling tired and refreshed.
And seeing these contents, the entire forum was silent, Heizi didn't dare to stand up, and others seemed to have forgotten to reply.
After a while, "Huan Fan" said weakly: "I was scared to death. I originally wanted to come out and scold those trolls, but when I saw the post you posted, Xiao Changye, I was scared back... Cub, I didn't expect you That kind of people… "
"Unexpectedly, you are a little long night who loves to swear..." "Dragon King of Unrivaled World" also replied weakly.
Yan Xiaoling glanced at the content posted just now, covered her face and replied, "Too, I'm so excited, I'll delete it, I can't leave black history."
"No need, do you still have less black history? And I took screenshots, saved them, and passed them on to my children and grandchildren in the future!" "I always love Jun Okamoto" laughed loudly.
"That's right, don't delete it, I suddenly feel that classmate Yan Xiaoling, who is swearing, seems to be cuter." "Dragon King of the World" said with "the joke of slipping the world".
"As dark as it gets deep, it's naturally white, son, I'm optimistic about you!" "Huan Fan" encouraged him by patting his shoulder.
The lip expert "Bull Demon King" also appeared: "Student moderator, I want to give you a nickname."
"What's the nickname? Don't use it if it sounds bad!" Yan Xiaoling gave up on herself and almost shed tears.
What a soft and cute child I was!
As soon as you enter the forum, it's as deep as the sea, and you've been a passerby since then!
"Bull Demon King" snickered and said, "In ancient times, great sages with great accomplishments would be honored as 'Zi'. You fucked up and down, and your integrity was exhausted. I decided to call you fucker."
...
Slowed down from the fuzzy thoughts, affected breathing, and becoming difficult, Lou Cheng paid more compliments to the stands where Yan Zheke's parents were, endured the throbbing pain in his head, and the sleepiness of his spirit, and walked slowly. Walking to the sidelines, he took back the mobile phone from the game supervisor, and entered the exclusive lounge step by step amidst deafening cheers and applause.
He didn't go to sleep directly to refresh himself, because in this state, he couldn't hold his own and stay calm, that is to say, he couldn't enter a deep sleep. In that case, resting for an hour and a half would not recover much. If you are tired, you will feel more tired.
So take it easy, let the fatigue dissipate naturally, and then perform the static exercises to fall asleep.
Sitting on the sofa, although his muscles had been restored by Jin Dan, he couldn't lift his spirits at all, and he didn't want to move a finger, let alone take a hot bath.
Of course, on the other hand, he had a tyrannical will, picked up his phone with difficulty, logged on to QQ, sent a message to Yan Zheke, and said eagerly:
"I'm exhausted!"
Yan Zheke held onto her phone all the time, wanting to send a message but didn't dare to do so, for fear of affecting Lou Cheng's recovery, when she saw the content that flashed up, she was taken aback, "knocked her head" and said, "Why aren't you sleeping yet? Hurry up and sleep!"
There is only one and a half hours until the end of the second semi-final!
Lou Cheng described the current situation of being unable to enter tranquility and deep sleep, and said with a smirk: "It's a pity, I have to prepare for the second round, otherwise I can go back to the hotel to share the joy of victory with you and enjoy your happiness." Had a head massage…”
"You have a headache right now?" Yan Zheke asked with concern.
"Well, my head is throbbing and my temples are swollen." Lou Cheng didn't hide his state.
Although it is said that a man should act strong and cannot be defeated, but at the right time, showing his true appearance in front of the girl he loves can instead arouse her motherly brilliance, making her feel that she is needed and feel that both sides are in love with each other. There is no pretense between them, and I am the most special one.
Yan Zheke looked around, and found that the cameras were all aimed at the arena again, at Han Zhifei and Liu Xunzhen who were walking towards the battlefield respectively, so she replied with no expression: "How about, let me press your temples ? Let you come back quickly and sleep quietly."
She knew there were physical therapists on call in the private lounge, but she just couldn't help herself.
"Okay! I'll pick you up at the door!" Lou Cheng didn't think about the physical therapist at all, and left the sofa with the determination to sit up in a dying illness.
"Yeah." Yan Zheke put her phone away, stood up, and walked along the aisle to the bathroom, intending to make a detour.
"Kekeke, where are you going?" Gu Shuang was still immersed in the emotion of "Wow grass, Keke's man defeated Zhang Zhutong", but was awakened by the strange movement of her best friend.
Yan Zheke's eyes were turning like stars, her blushes rose and she said:
"lounge."
"Lounge, let's go together, uh, what lounge?" Gu Shuang thought about it and blinked.
Xing Jingjing tugged at her and said in a low voice, "Don't ask."
"Oh~~" Gu Shuang dragged out her voice, understood, and showed an ambiguous smile, "Aren't you afraid of affecting his recovery? That's right, he is so tired, maybe he can recover something in an hour and a half The motivation of love works better!"
Yan Zheke spat, but didn't dare to answer, and walked quickly to the side aisle.
She carefully avoided possible camera positions, and when the focus of the audience was on the ring, she flashed into the lounge with the door half-closed, saw Lou Cheng waiting there, and saw the exhaustion that made her feel distressed.
"I don't know why, but when I see you, I suddenly feel less tired." Lou Cheng said with a smile, filled with warmth and joy in his heart.
"Bragging~" Yan Zheke gave him a sideways glance, "Go back to your room and rest."
Lou Cheng took her hand, ignored the eyes of passers-by like Fang Siqi, and walked straight back to the exclusive lounge. As soon as he entered and closed the door, he hugged the girl tightly and kissed the fragrance of her body.
Then, the two kissed lightly and deeply with tender passion.
After a few minutes, Yan Zheke took the initiative to push Lou Cheng away, and Bai Mei glared at him, "You're so tired, you still want to do something bad! You didn't take a shower, it stinks!"
After a few words of anger, she asked with concern: "Have you slowed down?"
"With the nourishment of love, of course it has slowed down, and I should be able to hold on to the original." Lou Cheng snickered, "I'll take a bath first."
"No need, lie down, anyway, there will be competition later, and I will sweat." Yan Zheke dragged him to the large sofa, let him lie down, and sat beside him, rubbing him Temple said, "Go to sleep, go to sleep~"
"I'm afraid that the smell of sweat will stink to you." Lou Cheng put the phone aside and replied with a smile.
"Hmph, it's good to know, I'll make a sacrifice." Yan Zheke specially learned some physical therapy massage skills this time, using force with both hands, gently and gently soothing the pain in Lou Cheng's head.
The smell of her boyfriend's sweat wafted into her nostrils, she didn't dare to be disgusted at all, she even liked it a little bit, thinking it was very orange and manly.
While pressing, she listened to Lou Cheng's physical condition, and found that he fell into a deep sleep within a minute.
With one hand free, Yan Zheke took her boyfriend's phone, unlocked it with her own fingerprint, changed the mode to completely silent, then took out her own phone, and did the same thing.
"Don't let the orange wake up..." The girl smiled lightly, proud of her carefulness and prudence, and the massage movements on her hands didn't stop.
Pressing and pressing, she saw an incoming call flashing on her mobile phone, and the name on it was:
"Queen"!
Queen Mother? Yan Zheke was startled, she chose to connect, leaned to her ear, and whispered, "Mom?"
Ji Mingyu chuckled lightly, "Is it quiet around here? In Lou Cheng's lounge?"
"You, how do you know?" Yan Zheke's face was full of cuteness, and she only felt that the Queen Mother's magic power was boundless, which can also be guessed!
"Your dad and I were watching the game." Ji Mingyu replied leisurely, "I paid special attention to the entrance of the lounge and saw my daughter."
"Why are you here? You didn't say a word..." Yan Zheke kept the volume very low, "Dad, didn't Dad see it?"
The Queen Mother is simply too powerful!
"Don't worry, he's always been so slow." Ji Mingyu curled her lips, she was on the quiet and empty road outside the venue, she smiled and said, "Keke, you really are like me, you have a good eye for men, not bad."
When the two dated, Lou Cheng was just an amateur martial artist who looked promising.
"Mom, why did you suddenly say this~" Yan Zheke was extremely shy.
"A few words of emotion, Mom, I have never objected to you dating Lou Cheng, and I believe that you have enough vision. After he has the ability to go on with you, he will not obstruct you. It's just that things like marriage are not There are too many places that need to be adapted, and there are too many conflicts of ideas and personalities, just like shoes, only you know if they fit, your father is a doctor, and I have a good life." Ji Mingyu expressed his feelings, "Mom just wants you to walk slowly, to better see whether you are a partner who can be entrusted to each other for a lifetime and grow old together. Don't rush to burn your enthusiasm."
"Mom, I understand." Yan Zheke took a breath and replied.
After hanging up the phone, she reached out and rubbed her boyfriend's temple again.
Looking at Lou Cheng's unhandsome face but she liked it, smelling the sweat from his body, recalling the scenes between the two of them, Yan Zheke thought quietly.
If there are no oranges by my side in the future, how empty and uncomfortable my heart will be.
Just thinking about it makes me feel like I can't breathe.
...
Liu Xunzhen's ability did not make an essential breakthrough. Although it still caused a lot of trouble for Han Zhifei, it still couldn't let him cross the gap in rank. After a few minutes of fighting, he was defeated.
Seeing that Han Zhifei was just panting, not very tired, the audience who supported Lou Cheng suddenly fell silent, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.
In the next one and a half hours, the introduction of the two finalists was the main theme, and the highlights of the previous days of the youth competition were strung together, reviewed, and mixed with singing and dancing performances.
Seeing Lou Cheng overcome obstacles all the way, defeating powerful enemies one after another, which was much more difficult than others, the audience became more and more silent and sentimental.
And Zhang Zhutong watched Han Zhifei return, undergoing double relaxation with acupuncture and elixir, and resisted the urge to invite him for ultra-low temperature cold therapy.
It's only a ten-minute drive from here to the Shenhuo Club, and the ultra-low temperature cold therapy itself can only provide short-term stimulation, and the time is more than enough.
However, wouldn't this mean that he and Han Zhifei teamed up to deal with Lou Cheng
Zhang Zhutong's pride stopped him from speaking.
...
An hour and twenty minutes later, Yan Zheke played the role of the alarm clock and woke Lou Cheng up.
"How?" She blinked and asked with concern.
Lou Cheng shook his neck, and replied with a smile, "The spirit is almost half recovered, and the physical strength is fine, but the tendons and muscles are affected by the furnace strength, and there is some pain and discomfort."
Furnace energy is different from wind-cold energy, it is more materially corrosive, and its power after gradually accumulating is not small. Even if it is dispelled, Lou Cheng will suffer certain injuries.
"Yeah, go change your clothes." Yan Zheke didn't say much.
Lou Cheng changed into a new martial arts uniform and shoes, washed his face with cold water, and showed his energetic appearance again, and said with a slight smile, "Would you like to go out later? Or just watch here?"
"It's right here." Yan Zheke pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes widened, "I'll wait for you to come back."
"Okay!" Lou Cheng chuckled, "Don't call me dear again?"
"Rogue!" Yan Zheke spat, blushed, and then hummed, "Turn around, turn around!"
"Okay, okay." Lou Cheng turned to the door, with his back to her.
Yan Zheke took a step forward, wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her face in his shoulder and neck, and said weakly:
"Dear, come on dear."
Regardless of the outcome, I'm proud of you.
...
In the group arena outside, the broadcast began to introduce the final match. According to the usual practice, the winner goes first:
"The final of the 3rd Youth Martial Artist Championship in Xing Province has begun. Let us welcome the first contestant. Building No. 18 is completed!"
"He defeated the No. 9 seed, the No. 5 seed, the No. 6 seed and the No. 1 seed all the way, and finally stood in the final ring!"
The audience remained silent.
Lou Cheng walked out of the lounge and walked towards the stone steps along the path of focused lights.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a cry:
"champion!"
The audience immediately erupted, and voices echoed all around:
"Champion!" "Champion!" "Champion!"