April 20th, seven fifty-six in the evening.
Peng Leyun defeated An Chaoyang for the second time in three years, showing that he was only half a step away from the inhuman realm. In the next battle, he defeated Park Yuan with his exhausted body, and completed the feat of one penetration two in the strong dialogue !
After Xu Wannian defeated Xing Jingjing with "Crow's Mouth", Hua Hai bid farewell to the national competition and the former champion An Chaoyang with the worst result in the past five years.
This sleeping tiger sadly left the stage, leaving only a lonely back in the hearts of the audience of this year's martial arts competition, the lonely back after losing to Lou Cheng.
Feelings are no match for strength, and passion is no match for the sky.
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April twenty-first, nine past seven in the morning.
A portal website released an exclusive interview with the Martial Arts Club of Huahai University, in which both Pu Yuan and An Chaoyang described in detail the characteristics of the Simplified Waigang that Lou Chengxin had mastered, and suspected that it was the "Implosion" punch of the "Huobu".
As soon as this remark came out, the onlookers were in an uproar. They never expected that Lou Cheng, who is the direct heir of the Ice God Sect, would have obtained the inheritance of the "Fire Department". Many people began to think that he had a close relationship with the Dragon and Tiger Club.
In the fan forum, "Fantasy Fan" rejoiced and elated, bursting with congratulatory photos, and his cute and tender appearance attracted many strange uncles and aunts to watch.
In the Dragon Tiger Club's forum, the moderator "Pig Rider", active ID "Above the Sky", "Plumber Eats Mushroom" and others seriously discussed the possibility of Loucheng joining in the future, and even planned to win better for him. This made Lou Cheng, who was silently spying on everyone's chat, feel a little ashamed, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a satisfactory nickname to lead the trend.
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April 21st, three thirty in the afternoon.
Because it was widely rumored that Lou Cheng had a relationship with the "Dragon King", no matter how the odds offered by the gaming company changed, the imperial capital went up, Songda fell, and the difference was already negligible.
In various betting shops, many "lovers" who wander here all the year round have studied the handicap and made their choices respectively. In addition, the audience who usually don't set foot in this area walked into these shops one after another with a small gambling mentality. Or place bets online.
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April twenty-second, seven eleven in the evening.
At the entrance of the Imperial City Martial Arts Stadium, spectators flocking from all directions have formed a long queue.
Ding Yixin, who was eating grilled sausage with popcorn, looked around, and excitedly said to Qiu Hailin, Du Yiyin and the others: "There are so many people!"
After the match in the semi-finals was confirmed, the Martial Arts Club of Imperial College took advantage of the local combat and obtained the right to sell part of the tickets so that students and supporters could cheer on the spot. All four got tickets.
"I'm thinking about a question..." Du Yiyin was infected with enthusiasm by the singing and dancing of many audiences around.
"What's the question?" Qiu Hailin asked blankly with her smooth forehead.
"Yixin, a nympho, will he support the school's martial arts club, or Lou Cheng?" Du Yiyin smiled and looked at Ding Yixin, who was eating with his cheeks bulging.
Ding Yixin was taken aback when he heard the words, and swallowed half a mouthful of roasted intestines:
"I will follow you to cheer for the Martial Arts Club, but I still hope that Lou Cheng will win in my heart, and I promise him the school's heart!"
"Hey, why are these words so familiar..." Qiu Hailin was both amused and puzzled.
At this moment, they saw a group of boys in plaid shirts passing by with banners, and heard them shouting loudly:
"Ren Li! Ren Li!"
In such a lively and noisy atmosphere, similar shouts can be heard endlessly, half jokes and half venting.
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April 22nd, seven twenty-three in the evening.
The lighting and photography are in place, and the live broadcast begins.
"Welcome everyone in front of the screen to watch the two semi-finals of this year's University Martial Arts Tournament. First, Songda vs. Imperial Capital, and then Shanbei vs. Guangnan." The host Liu Chang said with a professional smile showing eight teeth, "Tonight and I Our old friend, Chen Sansheng, is explaining together!"
"Thank you everyone, thank you Liu Chang." Chen Sansheng clasped his hands together, smiled and shook.
After a short greeting, the rebroadcast screen cut back to the scene, showing the audience in front of the screen the stands that were gradually being filled.
It can be clearly found that the supporters of the imperial capital are quite organized, occupying one side of the stands, or holding banners, or drawing sketches, or blowing trumpets, or singing happily, which can ignite the enthusiasm of onlookers. Those in martial arts uniforms with a large white background and black borders, and those with cartoon images of Lin Que and Yan Zheke, scattered and scattered.
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April 22nd, seven twenty-nine in the evening.
Yan Xiaoling climbed out of the bed, sat down at the desk, arranged the computer, dug out the snacks, refreshed the forum, chatted with "Huan Fan", "Unrivaled Dragon King" and others, enlivening the atmosphere, while closing the barrage, listening to Chen Sansheng and Liu Chang explained.
Behind her, Mu Jinnian pinched a string of bodhi beads with his left hand, praying before the match.
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April 22nd, seven thirty-five in the evening.
In the locker room of Songda Martial Arts Club, old man Shi clapped his hands to wake up Lou Cheng and the others with their eyes closed and meditating, coughed and said:
"Today, I don't think about how the emperor will arrange troops. Let's be ourselves and challenge with the strongest posture!"
"Lou Cheng, Lin Que, and Yan Zheke, from strong to weak, formed the momentum of charging with long spears, and fought one by one until they ran out of ammunition and food!"
"If the emperor didn't take over Ren Li first, then you brat, try to win Chen Diguo and the others quickly, seize the opportunity, and if you encounter Ren Li at the beginning, don't I need to say more?"
"Don't think about what to save for the final, don't worry about fatigue and injuries, hey, if you lose, it's no use thinking about it!"
"Understand?"
Lou Cheng, Lin Que, Yan Zheke and others took a breath, and replied in unison:
"clear!"
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April 22nd, seven thirty-six in the evening.
In the locker room of the Martial Arts Club of Imperial Capital Academy, Shen You, who is a part-time coach, looked around with his left eye in a daze, and said with a light smile:
"Do you still remember what happened after last year's final?"
In the finals last year, Emperor Capital lost to Shanbei by a narrow margin and failed to win the championship.
Hearing Shen You's words, whether it was Chen Diguo and Jiang Jingfeng, the main players in last year's finals, or Jiang Kongchan, who was a substitute at that time as a rookie, they all recalled the sad and sentimental scenes, and remembered everyone's love. The thing about holding hands and yelling "next year's champion."
"Remember! Why don't you remember? We are the team that is scheduled to win the championship this year!" Chen Diguo shook his fist and said, "After the finals, I will go to Peng Leyun and the others as a winner, pretending to be my favorite Say that famous saying: Suffering is my friend, allow me to introduce it to you!"
Shen You smiled slightly, nodded and got up and said:
"As long as everyone remembers, our goal is to be the champion, and from now on, we will face the two strongest opponents, there is no room for slack and contempt!"
"We walked for a year, and finally came here again. Now, we can no longer 'walk' like before, we have to sprint, sprint!"
"Sprint!" The fighting spirit of Chen Diguo, Jiang Kongchan and others was completely ignited immediately, Ren Li also restrained her usual absent-mindedness, joined their ranks, and shouted out all the backlogged emotions in her heart.
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April 22nd, seven forty in the evening.
In the locker rooms on both sides:
Lou Cheng and the others formed a circle again, half-bent down, put one hand on the shoulder of the person next to him, and extended the other to the center, overlapping each other.
Ren Li and Chen Diguo Jiang Kongchan stretched out their fists and touched in the air.
"We must win!" Lou Cheng, Cai Zongming and others shouted frantically.
"Sprint!" The main force and substitutes of the Martial Arts Club of Imperial Capital Academy shouted in unison, bumping their fists.
bang!
The doors of the dressing rooms on both sides were opened at the same time, and the light from the outside world shone in with rolling waves of sound.
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April 22, 7:41 p.m.
While the referee was on the ring, the announcer of the Martial Arts Hall said in a hoarse voice:
"The list of appearances of the Martial Arts Club of Imperial College, arranged in order, Ren Li, Chen Diguo, Jiang Kongchan!"
Amidst the burst of cheers, he continued to proclaim:
"Song Da Martial Arts Club's roster, Lou Cheng, Lin Que, Yan Zheke!"
Before he finished speaking, the sound waves in the audience boiled up, eliminating all the noises, and it definitely exceeded 125 decibels!
There is no need for others to say more, everyone knows exactly what the first duel will be!
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April 22nd, seven forty-five in the evening.
The semi-finals between the Martial Arts Club of Imperial College and the Martial Arts Club of Songcheng University officially began.
In the first round, Ren Li VS Lou Cheng!
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