As soon as he entered the gate, the decibels in Lou Cheng's ears rose sharply. All kinds of noises came from all directions, converging in the mid-air of the martial arts venue, and accompanied by heat waves from the heating, hitting every corner.
Looking up, he saw that the usually sparse and empty stands were full of figures one after another, and there were still crowds of people gathering in different aisles, which was much more lively than the previous five knockout rounds!
According to the comparison between the remaining seats and the audience, and based on the number of seats in the Yanling Martial Arts Hall, Lou Cheng visually estimated that there are at least 8,000 people in the audience today.
Once the number of people exceeds 10,000, it is boundless, and the number of 8,000 has a similar effect. Lou Cheng secretly cocked his tongue, almost feeling as if he had fallen into the ocean and become small.
In some locations suitable for shooting, cameras have been set up, some aimed at the ring, some filming the auditorium, and some moving with the reporters, unconsciously creating a formal and solemn atmosphere.
In the group stage, Yanling City TV Station did not do live broadcasts, but used filming, editing, and broadcasting highlights, so there was no commentary yet, and reporters had to randomly interview the contestants, audience in the stands, and organizers. After the top sixteen, the key The battle will be live broadcasted for the young and old in Yanling City.
Witnessing this magnificent scene, Lou Cheng consciously slipped away from the corner, went around to the warrior's locker room, and connected with the staff in order not to be bothered by chores.
"Mr. Lou, your game is in the third game. Before and after that, you can choose to go to the guest stand outside to watch the game, or you can stay in the locker room to watch the big screen." The staff saw that Lou Cheng still had some leftovers. With a little student anger, I didn't know whether to address him as a teacher or a classmate.
Lou Cheng thought for a while: "I'll rest in the locker room."
The style of play I am waiting for is a great burden on my physical strength, and it is also a lot of pressure on my spirit. I have to be highly concentrated and focused, and I must take care of it.
"Then I'll call you at the right time." The staff replied with a smile and exited the locker room.
The other warriors were either in the stands, or they had already failed to leave. The entire locker room was empty, except for Lou Cheng. There was a lot of noise outside, but it further accentuated the tranquility of the place.
Lou Cheng enjoyed this feeling, sat in the middle of the metal bench, took out his mobile phone, and replied to Yan Zheke's previous message:
"I've already arrived at the martial arts gym, and I'm sitting in the locker room. By the way, my stomach doesn't hurt that much, does it?"
Yan Zheke said with a "hush" expression: "Fortunately, compared to yesterday, it seems like a life-and-death experience, Cheng Zi, according to your previous description, the waiting style of play is very energy-consuming, don't chat too much, hurry up Time to nourish the spirit."
"Yeah, you don't have to cheer me up today." Lou Cheng made a funny expression.
Yan Zheke "covered her mouth and smiled" and said, "Are you worried that it's useless to cheer?"
"No, no, it's rare to fight against a professional ninth-rank master. I want to show my true level, so that I can check for omissions and fill in the gaps. If you work harder, won't you double your false strength out of thin air?" Lou Cheng snickered. Reply.
Yan Zheke said with an expression that shed tears of laughter: "You are really honest and not deceitful!"
"Of course!" Unknowingly, a trademark smile appeared on Lou Cheng's face.
Yan Zheke stared at the sky with a dazed expression: "Since this is the case, then I wish you the best of luck and style~"
"Why are these words so familiar?" Lou Cheng asked with a questioning expression.
Yan Zheke said with a snickering expression: "When the principal gave a speech last time, I overheard it by accident..."
Pfft... Lou Cheng couldn't help laughing, knowing that Yan Zheke was trying to liven up the atmosphere and relieve his nervousness, so he sent a struggling expression and said, "It's a good thing that the Xiao Wusheng competition didn't ask the principal to give a speech... Don't worry, I'm here today The goal is to confirm what you have learned, you will be ecstatic when you win, and you will have no regrets when you lose.”
Yan Zheke said with an expression of touching her head:
"Then let me give you another sentence, my grandfather often said to my cousin: enjoy fighting, enjoy martial arts!"
Enjoy fighting, enjoy martial arts... Lou Cheng recited these eight words silently, waved his hands, quit QQ, closed his eyes to warm up, and maintained his mental state.
After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door of the locker room. He opened his eyes and saw the previous staff member walking in.
"Mr. Lou, it's your turn now." The staff made a gesture of invitation.
Lou Cheng patted the martial arts uniform with white background and black border, stood up, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the dressing room. In front of him was a towering dome, black heads, and the arena where all the light was concentrated.
...
On the stands, Liu Yinglong, Qin Zhilin and other disciples from the White Ape Martial Arts Hall came again.
"Brother, why are you watching Lou Cheng's game again? Didn't you know what you should watch and learn?" Qin Zhilin felt that it would be a bad idea to do something with this time.
Liu Yinglong smiled: "I want to see what surprises he can create..."
"What surprises can there be? Can you still beat Wang Ye, who is a ninth-rank professional?" Qin Zhilin snorted.
...
At the guest seats, Ye Youting and Jiang Lan, a master of alchemy realm, sat side by side.
"I don't know how long he can last..." Seeing Lou Cheng walking towards the ring along that glorious road, Ye Youting suddenly said.
Jiang Lan is a young woman with a demure appearance, in her twenties. Hearing this, she smiled slightly: "I just hope he doesn't give up strategically and add some consumption to Wang Ye. Wang Ye is a strong contender for the championship."
"Sister Lan, do you value Wang Ye so much?" Ye Youting turned her head to look, her black and white eyes were quite competitive.
Jiang Lan smiled softly: "Wang Ye's style of play is fierce, his iron sand palm is fierce, and he is very good at bullying the weak. As long as he doesn't meet an evenly matched opponent, he won't consume much energy, but I am just the opposite of him. , One ebbs and another, and when it comes to the finals, I may not be sure to win him before my physical strength declines."
"My style of play is also very fierce..." Ye Youting muttered in a low voice.
...
After handing over the mobile phone and other items to the competition supervisor, Lou Cheng stepped onto the stone steps and climbed onto the arena step by step. Before he could stand still, he heard bursts of cheers and cheers coming from different stands.
That was in the previous few games, I had grown from scratch, accumulating viewers one by one!
Thinking of this, Lou Cheng was proud, his blood began to boil, and he was in the most suitable state for fighting. Before his eyes, Wang Ye, who was wearing a dark blue martial arts uniform, had already stood calmly.
"In the first match of the fourth group, Wang Ye, the professional ninth-rank powerhouse who shocked the arena with Iron Sand Palm, will face the mysterious master Lou Cheng who has risen to fame!"
"Is it Wang Ye who defends the honor of professional ninth rank with his iron sand palm, or is Lou Cheng a black man to the end?"
On the broadcast of the martial arts venue, the announcer called out both sides of the match in a provocative tone.
With a bang, all parts of the stands became lively again, and the audience including Lao Zheng and the young couple cheered harder than before.
The referee looked up at the electronic clock, looked around, and said loudly:
"Conversation time begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lou Cheng saw that the young man Wang Ye showed a smile, and said:
"You are such an interesting opponent. I asked someone to find the video of your previous matches. It is obvious that you are growing little by little with the help of actual combat. In just a few days, you have shown a completely new change. It is simply daunting. "
"Facing an opponent like you, I should have met Lie Xinxi, and played a hearty game in a way that allows you to show your strengths, and each has gained something, but I'm sorry, the bonus this time is very important to me, In order to save as much energy as possible to deal with the powerful enemies behind, I can only choose a quick battle."
His words are sincere, and he can hear the meaning of appreciation and regret.
Lou Cheng said with a gentle smile:
"I'm sorry too, I'm afraid I can't let you have a quick fix."
After finishing speaking, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, and the tacit understanding of the warrior's confidence was in their hearts.
Not talking any more, not caring about the confrontation at the spiritual level, Lou Cheng and Wang Ye waited patiently for the time to pass by.
"Start!" Suddenly, the referee swung his right hand.
Lou Cheng, who was ready to go, jumped out suddenly, adjusted his body muscles, and constantly changed his center of gravity, like a poisonous snake that snaked forward.
Wang Ye didn't move, his waist was slightly lowered, his hands were half-raised, with a faint iron color, and he didn't make any pre-judgments.
As soon as the center of gravity rolled, Lou Cheng took a step, and suddenly came to Wang Ye's left side. His right palm seemed to be illusory and cold, and he slapped it silently and quickly.
Snapped!
Wang Ye's right hand suddenly came out from under the armpit of his left arm. Without gaining momentum, he slapped an iron palm that tore through the air. The faint metallic color reflected the shimmer, trying to meet Lou Cheng's attack head-on.
Lou Cheng clearly remembered that in the second round of the knockout round, an amateur third-rank martial artist made a big attempt, and was directly shot and injured his metacarpal bone!
The center of gravity "rolled" again, and Lou Cheng's right palm drew an arc along with the striding forward, dissipating his strength, and the whole person ghostly flashed behind Wang Ye, as if he had expected and prepared for a long time!
Before he could stand still and make a move in the future, Wang Ye's left leg muscles pulled, and he kicked out with a "horseback kick"!
There was no sign of this kick, and under the strange posture, the strength can be penetrated steadily, with a sense of explosion, comparable to "One Punch Invincible" Jin Tao's "Tiger Tail Kick" back then, fast, accurate and ruthless!
His body was swaying, and his center of gravity was "rolling". Before he could stand still, Lou Cheng walked around to Wang Ye's right side, dodging the kick just in time. The audience was stunned by such a change, and felt that he seemed to violate the law. Ergonomics!
Lou Cheng's posture was weird, his right arm shook, and with an inch of strength, he pulled towards Wang Ye who had just retracted his left leg.
Wang Ye has watched Lou Cheng's previous game videos, and he still remembers his ability to control the muscles and coordinate the center of gravity. The "Haidilaoyue" and "Kicking from the Horse" just now were all preparations for this, but Lou Cheng did not expect To be able to adjust it again and again, changing the center of gravity continuously, even if there is an attack in the middle!
His face became serious, Wang Ye's right hand, which had been slapped to the left, swung back suddenly, making a short and rapid friction sound with the air, and slapped Lou Cheng.
Iron sand palm secret knowledge, "back to the carbine"!
"Returning the horse gun" was powerful and unexpected. Liu Yinglong and the audience frowned and their hearts jumped. They felt that Lou Cheng might have to resist forcefully. Once he resisted forcefully, the competition would enter Wang Ye's domain!
Unexpectedly, Lou Cheng was possessed by a ghost, and he took another step back during the attack. Although he lost an inch of strength in his right arm, he also avoided Wang Ye's "returning carbine" and appeared behind the opponent again!
"The center of gravity is like mercury..." Ye Youting muttered to herself on the stands.
Jiang Lan next to her smiled and said in a low voice:
"Interesting."
"If it wasn't for the fact that he is completely scattered and still far from Hun Ran Ning Yi, I doubt that he is a veritable alchemy warrior..."
In the middle of the arena, Wang Ye was not surprised but happy, and his enthusiasm for martial arts appeared on his face.
Such an opponent is interesting!