"Final..."
Wearing earphones, Yan Xiaoling became nervous for no reason when she heard what the host Liu Chang said, her body trembled slightly, and her breathing was vaguely difficult.
Is this the atmosphere of the final, the feeling of the final
She checked the forum, and saw that the wishing building she had built was a few floors higher, and she saw people such as "Dragon King of the World", "Road to the Arena" and "Universal Pure Love Jun Okamoto" talking loudly, arguing about what Songda should do In order to seize a little hope to win the final victory.
According to her previous temperament, at this time, she should gag and talk nonsense to enliven the atmosphere of the forum, but today she couldn't calm down and pour water, fidgeting and restless.
I didn't see Fanfan, I didn't see the little ravioli, I didn't see the dog gnawing, I didn't see Qiqi... They were still bubbling just now... Are they starting to get nervous like me
After taking a sip of water, and another sip of water, Yan Xiaoling felt a tightness in her chest and couldn't help getting up, pacing back and forth.
At this moment, she saw Mu Jinnian taking a deep breath there, and asked in concern, "Jinjin, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's just that the game is about to start, and I suddenly feel a little breathless." Mu Jinnian said in his beloved Hanfu.
Her computer desktop is a cartoon of Lin Que.
Oh... Yan Xiaoling suddenly realized, and suddenly felt that she was not alone as nervous as a quail.
Don't look at how powerful Jinjin is, it's not a problem to hit me five times at ordinary times, and it's not the same as being out of breath!
...
On Weibo, He Xiaowei, who has been defeated and fought repeatedly, persevered and posted a prediction post again, and bet his reputation and future:
"I don't believe that Shanbei will lose today! From any perspective, they will win! If they can lose, I will change my nickname to 'Poisoned Milk Leader', and you can call it whatever you want in the future!"
During this period of time, he became popular a lot, and many of the following replies popped up:
"Damn it, the mysterious power from the east has begun to show its power!"
"I knelt down to stud Shanbei..."
"What should I do? Should I drop my pants and give it a try? I'm in a hurry to ask for an answer online!"
"You wait! If Shanbei loses tonight, I will send you a cart of blades."
"Can the power of poisonous milk really change your life against the sky?"
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Amidst the jokes of the crowd, "Jianghu Baixiaosheng", who had disappeared for more than two days, quietly posted on Weibo:
"I'm not making predictions, but just telling everyone that Peng Leyun has stepped into that door and started to transform in an inhuman direction. You understand what this means."
Breakthrough is a process, not a node.
After clicking "Send", "Jianghu Baixiaosheng" breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the depression of the past few days had been greatly relieved. Then, he picked up the water glass, took a sip, refreshed the page, and saw a new reply :
"That is to say, Peng Leyun still has ten days and a half months before he can truly achieve inhumanity?"
Pfft... "Jianghu Baixiaosheng" spewed out a mouthful of water, making his computer screen wasted.
Although it is true to say so, this is not the point I want to express!
Starting to transform means that there is a miracle, which means that Peng Leyun's strength has improved to a certain extent!
Shanbei, which already had a huge advantage, will take Songda easily, no, sweep Songda!
Pulling out the tissue and wiping the screen clean, he saw the follow-up comments:
"I'll go, the master of the poisoned milk next door is only doing it... Peng Leyun is going against the sky, trying to break the poisonous milk's ability head-on?"
"Although your analysis and predictions are not accurate, and your subjective tendency is too obvious, the inside information is always true. You are worthy of Bai Xiaosheng."
"This, this, as a student of Songda University, I can only pray that Lou Cheng and the others don't lose too badly tonight, three to two, three to two is the best!"
"It's really time for Peng Leyun to transform, as expected of the Great Demon King..."
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Seeing these discussions, Yan Xiaoling and "Huan Fan" became more nervous and became more and more short of breath.
...
In the stands of the Martial Arts Stadium in the Imperial City, Yan Kai with wide eyes habitually held Ji Mingyu's hand with his right, looking at the center of the field with a solemn face.
"Don't make such an expression, make it look like Xiaolou has a deep hatred." Ji Mingyu joked about her husband in a funny way.
"No?" Yan Kai touched his cheek with his left hand, and didn't think there was anything wrong with his expression.
Ji Mingyu shook her head and smiled, "You... Keke will grow up sooner or later, she will have a boy she likes sooner or later, she will have her own family sooner or later, it's just two or three years earlier."
"I'm just worried that the romance in my student days won't go to the end, and Keke will be hurt. At this age, everyone is still too young and too idealistic." Yan Kai sighed.
"You're the only one who will worry about it! That's my daughter too, and I'll watch it." Ji Mingyu curled her lips and said, turning her eyes to the ring, and whispered, "Don't think about it, just watch the game carefully, this is the final!"
I have never been to the finals in my life!
Yan Kai nodded slightly, looked around, and felt that there was an atmosphere called "finals" fermenting a little bit.
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In the live broadcast room, the host Liu Chang who stirred up the atmosphere looked sideways at the guest commentator Chen Sansheng and said:
"Student Sansheng, you didn't seem to predict the outcome of the final this time?"
Chen Sansheng smiled and said: "Because it is relatively easy to predict, there is no need to post on Weibo again."
"Peng Leyun has demonstrated a level half ahead of Ren Li and one step ahead of Lou Cheng in the previous competitions, and this is not his limit. He will start the process of transformation at any time. In this way, he will not be able to complete the first round." Two, it will also allow Fang Zhirong to easily defeat the one left after the bitter battle."
"Yan Zheke has demonstrated the strength of a top professional nine, and she has rich means and unpredictable tactics, but Fang Zhirong is not mentioned, just 'Crow's Mouth' Xu Wannian can beat her steadily."
"No matter how you look at it, Shanbei has a 70 to 80 percent chance of winning."
"However, there are many factors to be considered in the competition, such as on-the-spot performance, such as mutual generation and mutual restraint, just like Lou Cheng is very restrained Xu Wannian, even if there is only residual blood left, he will not discuss it, so if a similar situation occurs, Songda will also There is hope of winning."
"It depends on how hard they try to create this situation!"
"A 20 to 30 percent chance of winning is not a hopeless situation. I hope Songda will not be discouraged, will not give up, and play with spirit and style!"
Liu Chang laughed and said, "Are you cursing Songda with these last eight characters?"
"No, no, sincerely." Chen Sansheng shook his head and chuckled.
"I understand, curse sincerely!" Liu Chang joked.
They worked hard to cooperate with the director's prompts, rendering the atmosphere of the game more solemn and tense.
...
In the locker room of the Martial Arts Club of Shanbei University, the coach Huang Qing, who was young and white, looked at his watch, stood up and said:
"This is the final. If you neglect, there is no room to make up for it. Let me remind everyone first, you must not lose Jingzhou carelessly!"
"We welcome Songda in the toughest way, Le Yun, you are the first to play, no need to think about the follow-up, how many can you win!"
Peng Leyun woke up from the trance, the expression in his eyes gradually gathered, he nodded slightly and said:
"it is good."
His tone was flat, neither generous nor impassioned, as if it should be taken for granted.
"Zhirong, you are second, try not to let Wannian play." Huang Qing looked sideways at Fang Zhirong.
Knowing the importance of the finals, knowing Lou Cheng's current level of terror, and knowing that Lin Que was indeed overpowering him at the moment, Fang Zhirong didn't play his character, didn't try to be a pioneer, gritted his teeth and said:
"Ok!"
Huang Qing finally looked at Xu Wannian, smiled slightly and said:
"If there is a chance for you to play, whether the ending is gorgeous or tragic, it depends on how you play, understand?"
"Understood! Go all out!" Xu Wannian clenched his fist and said loudly.
His emotions infected Bernhard and other substitutes, and he also shouted:
"Go all out!"
...
In the locker room of the Martial Arts Club of Songcheng University, old man Shi was about to arrange today's order of appearance when he saw Lin Que step forward and said in a deep voice:
"Coach Shi, I want to be the first to play!"
This... Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke looked at each other in astonishment, without interrupting, waiting to see what Comrade Shi Jianguo had to say.
Seeing no surprise, old man Shi laughed and said:
"You have to think about it carefully. The first one to play is Peng Leyun who is likely to meet the peak state. If it is not the old man, I will hit you, and you will probably lose easily."
Lin Que didn't look at other people, but stared at old man Shi:
"I know, but that's the only way we can win."
"In the previous battles, Lou Cheng had no chance to show off his long physical strength. Only by making good use of this, can we hope to win against Shanbei."
Since reaching the sixth-rank level, except for the battle with An Chaoyang and Pu Yuan, Lou Cheng has never used the advantage of Jindan to make up for his physical strength, and the reason why he has reached the limit in that battle is because he Falling into a desperate situation, it was caused by hastily using the flame ability with all his strength. That is to say, although everyone knew that he was no longer physically exhausted, they couldn't figure out where the limit of his current state was.
Of course, it is predictable that it will last longer than other sixth grades.
Seeing that old man Shi just nodded and said nothing, Lin Que continued:
"Lou Cheng is only one step behind Peng Leyun. If I can fight hard and consume more Peng Leyun, he may not be hopeless of winning. As long as his remaining state is better than that against Pu Yuan, he may win against Fang Zhirong again. As for Xu Wannian, he is too self-indulgent, without a 'crow's mouth', even Cai Zongming may not be able to match him."
Wait, do I look weak? Xiao Ming was dumbfounded and laughed at himself.
Lou Cheng was even more surprised, not because he was surprised by Lin Que's analysis, but because he felt that he might have met a fake uncle.
He actually said so many words!
Could it be that the more he cares about the moment, the more he talks
He glanced sideways at Coach Yan, and found that the girl's eyes were similar to his own.
"It's true to say that, but your burden will be heavy. If you are defeated by Peng Leyun who is in peak form, then we can wash up and sleep." Old man Shi said, looking at Lin Que with rare seriousness.
Lin Xiaozi's psychological problems have always existed, and it would be bad if he carried a burden on his back.
Lin Que's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded solemnly:
"I'm willing to take it."
"Okay." Old man Shi didn't say anything else, agreed, and turned to look at Lou Chengdao, "Stinky boy, you go second and beat Peng Leyun!"
"Yes!" Lou Cheng took a breath and said with a fighting spirit.
"Girl Yan, you are the last to finish. If you are lucky enough to meet Xu Wannian, don't be afraid, just don't give him a chance to speak." Old man Shi looked at Yan Zheke with a smile.
"Yes!" Yan Zheke nodded vigorously.
Having said that, old man Shi laughed, looked around at Li Mao, Sun Jian, He Zi, Cai Zongming and others and said:
"Is it a pity that I didn't give you any chance to play?"
"No regrets!" Cai Zongming replied immediately, "I like this the most! Coach Shi, think about it, you don't have to do anything, just call 666 a few times when Cheng Zi and Lin Que win the game. Waiting to get the bonus, what a wonderful thing!"
Seeing such a cheeky classmate Xiao Ming, old man Shi was speechless for a moment.
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Time flies, and the official start of the final is approaching in a blink of an eye.
In the locker rooms on both sides, the players spontaneously formed a circle.
Everyone in Shanbei folded their hands, and after shaking for a while, they suddenly shouted:
"champion!"
On Songda's side, Lou Cheng and the others still put their arms around each other's shoulders and shouted in unison:
"Must win!"
bang!
The doors of the two locker rooms were opened simultaneously, and under the leadership of Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun, the coaches and team members of Songda and Shanbei came out in a file and walked into the spotlight.
At this time, the referee also stepped onto the ring and checked the time.
On April 25th, at 7:40 p.m., the finals of the National University Martial Arts Association will officially begin!