Little Wu Sheng? Phoenix Cup? Group arena
All of a sudden, Lou Cheng became a little excited, a little panicked and a little eager to try.
"Master, what kind of competition is this?" He took a deep breath and asked.
Old man Shi waved his hand: "How do I know? I just asked someone to ask for one. You can search the Internet yourself. In this society, you can't find anything on the Internet. Tsk tsk..."
As he spoke, he left the lake with his hands behind his back.
What a casual master... Lou Cheng complained silently, read the invitation letter several times, and found his name and invitation letter number in the corner, then impatiently took out his phone and started searching on the spot.
"Phoenix Cup Xiaowusheng Competition..." He entered the name, and quickly got several pages of search results. The first one was the introduction of the official website, and the second one was the link to the "Dragon Tiger Club" forum he was familiar with.
Uh... Lou Cheng hesitated for a moment, and clicked on the second post first, and found that it was a post from a forum friend he was familiar with, yesterday's post.
The "Road to the Arena", who loves to show off and brag, posted a picture with a red bronzing invitation letter on it, which was exactly the same as the one in his hand, except that the serial number and name were deliberately mosaiced.
"Hey, I found that the soul of martial arts in my heart is still not completely buried. After being sent this invitation letter, I am ready to move and want to participate." talk.
"One punch is invincible," the student of the martial arts school who was very popular on the forum replied, "Phoenix Cup Little Martial Saint Competition... Lord Lu, what kind of competition is this?"
"Road to the Ring" replied with a laughing expression: "The new competition, run by the richest man in our province, will be held in Yanling City. It is said that it will take five years to make it into the top ten outside of the five title battles step by step." This year is the first group arena competition, and there is no experience in all aspects, the prize money, scale and martial artist level are all set relatively low, and there is not much publicity, it is normal for you to practice your hands, you don't know."
It turned out to be a new group arena in a training state... Lou Cheng had a preliminary grasp of the competition he was about to participate in.
The more active and popular female ID "Qianhailan" on the forum said with a dazed panda expression: "Master Lu posted all the invitations, so he must be planning to participate."
"Road to the Ring" returned a funny expression: "I can't quit! But I'm in a state that has been out of battle for a long time, and I probably won't be able to enter the final sixteen. I'm ashamed of my professional rank nine!"
Damn, what a coincidence, you can meet acquaintances in random group arena... Lou Cheng didn't reply, just watched quietly, with his amateur level, it's better not to expose himself, so as not to become the fruit of everyone's laugh, just It's good to silently watch the ex-professional ninth-rank pretending to be like this.
"Is there anything special about the final top 16?" After the news of "Road to the Ring", the little girl said "Sell, sell wontons" with a scratching expression.
The "Road to the Arena" commentary said: "This little martial arts competition will not limit the rank of the participating warriors and the size of the applicants, so the selection is based on the level of bonuses. Everyone who enters the top sixteen will have 5,000 yuan. Each of the top eight will get another 10,000, if they win, they will get another 20,000, if they can make it to the finals, they will get another 40,000, and the champion will get another 80,000."
"That is to say, the champion can get a total of 155,000 yuan in bonuses, and the runner-up is 75,000 yuan. For amateurs, it is very generous, but for professional fighters, I am afraid it is not far away." Nearby, the ninth rank who happens to be free will participate. It is not ruled out that there will be one or two eighth ranks who are in desperate need of money to join in the fun. This will set the grade. As for the scale, there will be bonuses for the top sixteen. Amateurs will travel thousands of miles to participate, and those in this city will sign up with the mentality of giving it a try."
Lou Cheng looked at these two paragraphs of text, and almost gasped, this is much higher level than he expected!
I thought it was a group arena for pure amateurs, but who knows that there will be too few professional ninth ranks, and eighth ranks can't rule out not participating, and eighth ranks means that more than 90% of them may be masters of "alchemy state" , As for amateurs of the first, second and third grades, there must be more than one can imagine!
Master, is this intentional for me to see and see? Or, as he himself said, he didn't figure out what the invitation letter was at all? Lou Cheng fell into deep contemplation. Fortunately, he didn't have any expectations. He had only practiced martial arts for more than three months and he didn't have any expectations. If this goes on like this, it will take less than a year to become a teacher.
Forget it, anyway, it's just to accumulate actual combat experience. I hope to play a few more games. Maybe I'm lucky, draw lots against the sky, and break into the top 16 all the way? Thinking optimistically, Lou Cheng shifted his gaze downwards and continued to look at the post on "Road to the Ring".
"The grade is pretty high. I thought you had a chance to win the top four in the small arena!" "Selling Wontons" This little girl likes to add the word "small" in front of everyone's address, regardless of the actual age of the other party. To pull both parties to their own level.
"Road to the Ring" posted a vicissitudes of life smoking: "No, a few years ago I was still confident that I could make it to the top four. Now, I am lucky to be in the top sixteen. I don't count on the top eight. I used to guide me to practice martial arts When the master gave me the invitation letter, I was a little regretful, thinking that I lacked perseverance and didn’t persevere.”
"No matter what, Master Lu, you are still the number one expert in our forum." "Everything in the world is beautiful," said comfortingly.
The moderator "Pig Rider" also said: "Remember to live broadcast when the time comes, let us see your demeanor!"
"Okay! Try not to embarrass our forum!" "Road to the Ring" sent an emoji pushing his glasses and looking sharp.
The martial arts school student "One Punch Invincible" said below: "Master Lu, I'm quite close to Yanling, when will the competition start? I want to try it out during the holidays, and at best I can gain more combat experience."
"It's ok, the two of us can still make a face, three or five bottles." "Road to the Ring" replied, "But you have to hurry up, registration ends at 8 o'clock tonight, and the competition officially starts at 9 o'clock the day after tomorrow. Four to five rounds of knockout rounds, and then a group stage of eight groups of four, and the top two in each group will enter the round of 16."
"Ok, ok! I'll go buy the train ticket after registering, and the train will arrive in an hour!" "One Punch Invincible" replied.
He failed the qualifying competition in October and failed to advance to the ninth rank of the professional class. He is in urgent need of more practical training.
"Above the sky" the girl also booed from below: "You all have to remember the live broadcast, it just so happens that the 'Dragon King' and the others have passed the Chinese New Year, it's so boring!"
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Watching their interaction, Lou Cheng felt quite amused. Well, a district-level competition allowed me to meet two netizens. What kind of thing is that
However, there are so many warriors who signed up to participate, it should be impossible to meet...
After learning about the general situation of the "Phoenix Cup Xiaowusheng Competition", Lou Cheng quit this post, went to the official website, confirmed all the details, the competition will start tomorrow (the post was yesterday), the ten-day schedule, if all the way to the final , On average, it is slightly higher than one game a day. Any warrior who is interested in getting a bonus must strive for a quick victory in the initial knockout and group matches, save energy and avoid injuries.
"Round-trip car fare, accommodation expenses, food expenses..." Lou Cheng silently counted the expenses, "I'm sorry, this is the rhythm that makes me pay for it."
That's for when Yan Zheke is asked to come out!
In addition to the lucky money saved, the cash that can be used now is only 500 yuan for "travel home" and 500 yuan for "rations" saved before, and there are too many places to use money: the train money to Yanling City , The train fare from Yanling directly home, ten days, uh, I'm sure I won't make it to the finals, don't even think about the top sixteen, the group stage is a little extravagant, what if I'm lucky? In other words, you have to stay for seven days, and you have to eat every day... This is the rhythm that you can't even afford to live in a small hotel...
After thinking about it for a while, Lou Cheng called home and told his mother that he was busy at school and would not be able to come back until seven or eight days later, so he could make up for the living expenses quickly.
Fortunately, because I had to wait for Yan Zheke, I vaccinated my mother!
After winning an extra 500 yuan for living expenses, he was slightly relieved, and bought the ticket with the money that had been rushed into the mobile phone payment software.
Because the Spring Festival travel season has not yet arrived, tickets to Yanling are easy to buy. In order to save money, he bought the ticket after 9 o'clock in the evening, and it was already past 12 o'clock in the morning when he arrived in Yanling, and the ticket going home directly from Yanling was lucky. Yes, there are just a few left, so there is no need to go to the software to grab them.
"It's already late today, so let's stay in a hotel near the train station. The next day, I will go to the competition venue with my luggage on my back. If I lose, I will go back to the train station to see if I can change the ticket. If I win, I will find another small hotel nearby." Hotels and small hotels..." Lou Cheng was making a plan, and he would book the ones that can be booked online first, so as not to be dumbfounded when they are all fully booked.
After finishing all this, Lou Cheng logged on to QQ and wanted to share this matter with Yan Zheke.
When he was about to send a message, he suddenly stopped and murmured in his heart.
It doesn't seem too good to tell Yan Zheke about the group arena first. If I was eliminated in one round, how embarrassing would it be if she asked me about it? Or wait until the result is good, then tell her, share it with her...
But, if I share it again at that time, will she think that I am a person who likes to hide things, and I can keep pretending that nothing happened without mentioning it at all...
After thinking about it, Lou Cheng decided that it would be better to be honest, and sent a laughing emoji:
"It just so happens that you won't be returning to Xiushan, so I'll find a group arena to participate in and gain some combat experience."
When it was around nine o'clock in the morning, Yan Zheke returned with an envious expression:
"What group arena?"
"Phoenix Cup Xiaowusheng competition, in Yanling City, old man Shi casually mentioned something, I thought it's okay anyway, sign up and try, the competition will start tomorrow, my train tonight..." Lou Cheng said the group arena The situation was briefly introduced.
"I'm on the plane tomorrow morning, so I can't participate... You have to behave well and don't embarrass our Songda Martial Arts Club! I will watch you!" Yan Zheke sent a piercing expression.
Chatting at intervals until five o'clock in the afternoon, Lou Cheng quickly put a change of clothes, a few sets of exercise clothes, other sundries, and a laptop into his big backpack—many of the rest were locked in the cabinet, and he was afraid that he would run out of clothes when he returned home. Put on
Carrying a big backpack, he felt much lighter than before. He said goodbye to Zhao Qiang and others, and then knocked on the door of the small bedroom next door.
"King Zui, what about my night train, how about you?" He asked Cai Zongming.
Cai Zongming smiled and said: "I don't know yet, my family will go to Songcheng first, play for a few days and then go back."
Seeing his winning smile, Lou Cheng clenched his fist and punched him on the shoulder:
"See you next year!"
"See you next year!" Cai Zongming waved his hand.
Without any worries about parting, Lou Cheng rushed to the school bus stop, where there was already a lot of people waiting, and it took more than half an hour for his turn to arrive.
After putting away the luggage and taking the seat, the scenery of the campus goes back a little bit, a thin layer of icy micro-water lake, the teaching building shrouded in the desolate dusk, and the commercial street where pedestrians become rare, all are in the eyes of Lou Cheng. skimming.
Only at this time did he have the feeling that he wanted to leave here for a month.
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In the train, Yan Zheke had an early flight to Jiangnan Province tomorrow, so she went to bed at eleven o'clock, Lou Cheng took a nap, woke up suddenly, and found that she would arrive in Yanling City in ten minutes.
The night outside the window was dark, and the strange lights receded faintly. Lou Cheng stared blankly at this scene, feeling somewhat melancholy and fearful in his heart.
What I will go to is a completely strange city!
The scenery I saw was a completely unfamiliar scenery!
There are no people you really know in a strange city, and you can't feel the familiar warmth in the strange scenery.
The moving train stopped, and he followed the crowd out, out of the platform, a gust of cold wind hit, it was crisp and cold.
Lou Cheng shuddered, declined the invitations from black cars and small hotels, carried a big backpack, looked at the navigation on his mobile phone, walked on a wide road, and went to the nearby hotel.
The road is quiet, and people are hard to see. There are street trees one after another on both sides. It looks like a monster with its mouth open in the night. It is not much different from other cities, but the strange smell is still coming. Accompanied by the night, let the Lou Cheng had the feeling of being a stranger in a foreign land alone.
In the past, when I went to a strange place, I was not alone, either accompanied by my parents or relatives, or my master and classmates from the martial arts club. New stage!
Thinking of dreams, thinking of Yan Zheke, thinking of the group arena, Lou Cheng took a deep breath, and started jogging in the dark night, in a strange city, in the open space, humming an old song softly:
"I know my future is not a dream"
"I live every minute seriously"
"My future is not a dream"
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The night is as cool as water, the singing is low, and the shadows are getting farther away.
S: Ask for a recommendation ticket on Monday, I want to go to the homepage~