"One wears three!"
"One wears three!"
Hearing the shouts of excitement that is not a big deal, Lou Cheng smiled, turned his head to look at the seat of Hudong University, and saw Wu Yong, who was tall and thin and had a serious face, slowly stood up. Teana Wwww. ⒉
It doesn't seem interesting to leave an opponent with a professional ninth rank to my uncle...
And anyone with a discerning eye can see that I still have more strength, so turning around like this and ending up in the end seems to be suspected of discrimination against the weak, and it is disrespectful to Wu Yong, a warrior...
Besides, I haven't really done one wear three, I have to experience it!
That being the case, then good people will do it to the end and send the Buddha to the West!
Determined, Lou Cheng moved his feet slightly, put on airs again, and pretended to be waiting for the third game, feeling a little eager to try.
No matter how much he has experienced, no matter how mature he is, it cannot conceal the fact that he is only twenty years old, and his vigor and vitality have not yet left him.
Isn't there a song that has been sung like this? It probably means that even if you grow older and get old, the young man who lives in your heart is still the original one.
As soon as they saw Lou Cheng's posture, the surrounding audience understood what he meant, and they all clamored loudly, shouting louder than louder than ever.
In the final circle of the National University Martial Arts Association, "one wears three" is not a common thing!
...
"It seems that Lou Cheng is really going to 'one wear three'." In the live broadcast room, the host Liu Chang said hehe.
Chen Sansheng shook his head and said with a smile: "There is no way. In the case of attacking the strong with the weak, as long as one mistake is made, the whole game will collapse. When Han Peipei is shaken by Lou Cheng's newly practiced nine-character mantra, the next development can be imagined, hey , I predicted that Yu Zhi would become a living target, but I didn't expect him to lose so quickly and so easily."
"Yeah, I thought that with his fat body, he could survive dozens of moves, but... Liu Chang sighed.
In the end, he was easily beaten by others, and Hudong University was about to suffer a triple kill. This is a bit embarrassing for Tm!
"There's no way around this. Yu Zhi's fighting style is to force others to fight hard, and he often walks by the river without getting his shoes wet. If he wants to escape the hard fight with Lou Cheng's simplified outer gang, it's too embarrassing. He's gone, losing is only a matter of time." Chen Sansheng stared at Wu Yong who was slowly walking towards the ring and said, "Lou Cheng's skill of balancing the pill and returning Qi and blood has become more and more perfect, making people hard to guard against. Yu Zhi said that it is normal. "
"Okay, the third game has started, Sansheng, please give us a brief comment on the battle just now." Liu Chang controlled the time.
"The specific situation is similar to my analysis before the match, so there is nothing to say." Chen Sansheng paused, "As for Lou Cheng, when he played against Peng Leyun in December last year, he relied on a few strong points to delay the fight." The level-6 combat power that came up has obvious shortcomings elsewhere, so now, he is truly at the level of level-6, in every sense of the word."
"No, no, the most practical aspect is not, he hasn't got the sixth-rank certificate yet, and he is not a real sixth-rank. Twenty-year-old eighth-rank, he is so-so." Liu Chang started with a stalk that appeared on Weibo joke.
Chen Sansheng laughed twice, and finally said with emotion: "Don't compare with Peng Leyun and the others, but in terms of himself alone, Lou Cheng deserves to be called 'Heaven's Chosen One', um, not a candidate!"
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"Haha, the commentator uncle and they praised the building so well that I blush. Be humble, be humble, and be humble." "The long night is coming" Yan Xiaoling posted with an "excited" emoji.
"Yes, yes, I feel ashamed for them!" "Sell wontons" and "dance and dance".
"Hey, I don't want to say anything, I just shout twice, one wears three! One wears three!" "Huan Fan" "waving the red flag".
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"You little girls, you know nymphomaniacs, can't you have some technical content?" "Dragon King of Unrivaled World" said "contemptuously", "If you want me to say, that fat man is really pitiful. Gang's weak sixth grade, he may not lose!"
"The style of play is restrained, and the teammates in front are not strong, what else can I do?" "Road to the Ring" wandered over and spread his hands.
"Unconstrained style" and "laughing loudly": "Fatty's tragic expression just now made me so happy! Seeing that Han Peipei didn't cause any harm, he probably gave up."
"That's the fat guy. Anyone else would have died after such a series of explosions! Red blood and white turbidity are flying everywhere! Don't think about it, I'm talking about brains!" "I always love Jun Okamoto" funny.
The opponent's two main generals were defeated, and there was no suspense about victory. The atmosphere of the forum was lively and relaxed.
...
At the seat of the Songda Martial Arts Club, Yan Zheke changed her sitting posture. She was gentle and graceful. She secretly glanced at her cousin, wanting to confirm his opinion on Cheng Zi's "one wears three".
Lin Que's thin coat was still on, and his expression was indifferent, without ripples, and without the slightest fighting spirit.
To go up and bully a professional ninth-rank martial artist, and it has nothing to do with the overall situation, he really can't get up.
Sit and wait for Orange to "wear three in one"! Yan Zheke was completely relieved, and looked at the ring happily. Li Mao, Sun Jian and others had already taken out their mobile phones, pretending to be onlookers, and began to record Songda Martial Arts Club's first victory in the national competition after many years!
On the ring, Yu Zhi supported himself with both hands, and struggled to get up, his head had become bruised and swollen, and two blood dragons hung on it.
He nodded to Lou Cheng, Fat Rou walked towards the stone steps tremblingly, although he staggered a bit, his steps were still not vain.
Looking at his back, and then at the human-shaped shallow pit on the ground, Lou Cheng couldn't help but gasped, admiring his opponent's ability to fight back.
This is walking on the road, even if you are hit by a car, you just turn over and pat the dust, is it okay
If you were yourself, if you didn't have the strength to resist and just used your body to block, then you would be injured for sure!
Leaving slowly, Yu Zhi looked at the road under his feet, and suddenly had some inexplicable sighs in his heart.
My university martial arts career is really coming to an end...
Wu Yong smiled wryly and exchanged glances with him, unloaded all burdens, and stepped onto the ring step by step.
As far as he is concerned, if he wants to make a comeback in this situation, he can only hope that a meteorite will fall from the sky, killing and injuring all members of the Songda Martial Arts Club, other than that, there is no other possibility!
So, then don't think about anything, and experience the contest with the sixth-rank alchemy realm!
When he came to the opposite side of Lou Cheng, he put on airs and looked at the enemy.
Lou Cheng's waist sank, and he stretched his right arm forward, making a gesture of opening the door to welcome guests.
Without delay, the referee waved his arms and shouted loudly:
"start!"
Pa pa pa pa, the muscles and bones in Wu Yong's body sounded together, as if a sports car was pushing at the limit.
Amidst the whistling wind, his footwork was nimble, and he rushed to Lou Cheng's side three times and two times. He pressed his feet inward, twisted his waist and turned his back, and used his arm as a single whip, and violently drew it out.
boom! Lou Cheng didn't move, he raised his hand and held it accurately.
At this moment, Wu Yong kicked out with his left foot quickly, and the movement of the muscles canceled out the movement of friction, without sound or breath.
Deadly dark legs!
However, his legs were strong, and Lou Cheng kicked out sideways, accurately hitting his feet, turning the turmoil into nothing.
Wu Yong endured the fluctuating mood, and unfolded his footwork, attacking around Lou Cheng, punching forward, backward, backward, oblique, and double chaotic, making crackling noises, while Lou Cheng did not move or sway. , always making moves in time, blocking every attack of the opponent just right, just like the master is feeding the disciple.
After a round of berserk attack, Wu Yong reached the stage of slowing down, and was about to step back and open the distance, but he saw Lou Cheng swung his right arm backwards, approaching his fist as quickly as the wind.
He hastily retreated, but with a flick of his elbow, Lou Cheng's fingers spread out, and he grabbed his wrist at once, and pulled back quickly.
Unable to bear it, Wu Yong swayed forward, and Lou Cheng bent his shoulders and bent his elbows, pressing against his chest.
The referee yawned covertly, raised his hand and shouted:
"In the third game, Lou Cheng wins!"
"In this match, Songda Martial Arts Club wins!"
Not bad... Hearing the referee's voice, Wu Yong heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that he played normally and did not lose face.
Of course, Lou Cheng is also kind and kind, and there is no use of "returning strength and holding strength" and supernatural ultimate moves at all.
Just as he straightened his body, his eyes suddenly froze, and he realized a fact.
From the start of the war to now, Lou Cheng has not moved a single step!
Stand there and win yourself!
With a bang, the audience cheered enthusiastically:
"Three kills!"
"Three kills!"
"Three kills!"
After shouting several times, I don't know who took the lead, another voice gradually sounded in the audience, from chaotic to orderly, echoing around:
"Heaven's proud son!"
"Heaven's proud son!"
"Heaven's proud son!"
The corner of Lou Cheng's mouth was outlined, he waved his lower arm towards the audience, then turned around and left the ring, and returned to the seat of the Songda Martial Arts Club, his eyes met Yan Zheke's obviously delighted eyes.
"According to the rules, the 'one wears three' people have to treat the whole team to a big meal!" Cai Zongming jumped out like a light bulb, shining brightly between the two.
When he came to the imperial capital and was close to his girlfriend, he was in exceptionally good condition, in every sense of the word.
"What rules? Why don't I know?" Lou Cheng looked at him suspiciously.
Xiao Ming smiled proudly: "Our team committee has been passing the rules just now."
"Where is the team committee?" Lou Cheng asked with a smile.
"It was established just now!" Cai Zongming laughed.
"Then I'll treat you to the imperial capital's grilled skewers tonight." Lou Cheng originally wanted to invite everyone to celebrate a good start.
"Ahem." The old man Shi interjected, "Since everyone is not tired, tomorrow's relaxation training will be cancelled, and we will start to cooperate with each other. Let's have a leisurely supper."
Next game, Songda vs Mingjima!
Old man Shi didn't rush to let the team members who lacked the foundation of formation learn related things, but let them carry out targeted two-person coordination and three-person coordination.
"Yes, coach!" Yan Zheke and others happily replied.
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After returning from supper, she and Lou Cheng got bored for a while, Yan Zheke went back to the room, washed up and went to bed.
After saying goodnight to each other, and before falling asleep, she casually swiped through the martial arts sections of various portal websites to "quietly" see how others praised Orange.
The page appeared, and titles jumped into her eyes one by one:
"What's a warm-up with ten tricks? Lou Cheng alone will overthrow the east of the lake!"
"It's the first time in this competition that 'one wears three', and Lou Cheng is able to handle it with ease!"
"Because of him, the death team will not die!"
"Candidates are removed, the world's proud!"