Two days later, at 7 o'clock in the evening, the New Century Martial Arts Stadium was flooded with a large number of spectators. Even though the scalpers raised the ticket prices very high, there were still many people interested in it. In just ten minutes, many transactions occurred. The posters showing Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun holding hands and confronting each other were also particularly gunners. If there were no security guards at the door, the portraits pasted on them would have been looted. ?Ranwen
The big screen inside the stadium is showing Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun's game highlights from the past few years in turn. Unfortunately, the most recent highlights are all eight months ago, lacking their latest performance, which makes the audience even more anticipation and full of speculation.
The positions near the surrounding stands have been cleared to avoid damage caused by the aftermath of inhuman battles. At the same time, the Huahai City Government has also specially mobilized a group of police fighters to stand guard at various key positions to prevent accidents.
Listening to the noisy cheers outside, Peng Leyun in the locker room regained consciousness from his endless daze, looked around coach Huang Qing, second captain Fang Zhirong and others, smiled lightly and cleanly said:
"I'll be the first to play."
His voice was not high and his manner was gentle, but Fang Zhirong was inexplicably stagnant. He forgot his original thoughts and nodded in agreement. The coach Huang Qing, whose hair was all white, nodded invisibly without raising any objections.
As for Bernhard and others, they have no opinion.
Peng Leyun withdrew his gaze and looked at the TV screen in the dressing room, his thoughts wandering slightly.
He originally planned to fade out of the university martial arts circle after winning the third championship and compete in professional competitions. Who knew that last year he was injured by Lin Que, lost to Lou Cheng, and lost his honor, so he changed his mind and stayed. Another year of fighting.
This year, his life was the complete opposite of what was expected to be a high-level battle every week. He was lazy and leisurely, and he almost never took a shot.
Logically speaking, this would lead to a regression in martial arts, but Peng Leyun experienced a different taste from the past, and he really made a precipitation and got a different harvest.
And now is the season to test the harvest!
Thunder, Yin and Yang, one still and one moving, is the right way, the extreme of movement turns into stillness, and the extreme of stillness wants to move. I have been quiet for long enough now!
Peng Leyun subconsciously turned his head and looked at the door of the locker room. His gaze seemed to pass through it, onto the ring, and onto the Martial Arts Club of Songcheng University.
"Looking forward..." He sighed spontaneously, every joint, every muscle, and every acupuncture point of his body exploded, heavy and powerful, humming terrifyingly, like turbines spinning, like thunderstorms Jiju, Fang Zhirong, Bernhard and others looked at each other in dismay, inexplicably terrified.
There is a thunder in spring, and everything is revived!
...
Another locker room.
Although Deng Yang, He Zi, Wang Dali and the others didn't feel that they had done anything wrong, they looked at Lou Cheng with guilt and self-blame.
"Hey, Peng Leyun will definitely be the first to appear on the stage. Xiao Yangzi and I are two weak chickens. Even if we go together, it's not enough for him to stick between his teeth. Chengzi, it's up to you." Cai Zongming broke the relatively depressing and dull atmosphere, Said in a self-deprecating way.
"You are a weak chicken, don't take me with you!" Deng Yang protested, "Next year, next year I will definitely be a strong alchemist!"
Lou Cheng listened with a calm smile, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote down the list and order of appearances:
"Lou Cheng, Deng Yang, Cai Zongming..."
He handed the paper to Yan Xiaoling who was next to him, and the corner of his mouth turned up slightly: "I'm sorry for your trouble."
Li Xiaowen found a very good job, and went to the company for an internship in February, and basically handed over the chores of the Martial Arts Club to a sophomore girl who claimed to be reliable.
Yan Xiaoling took the list of appearances, nodded excitedly, and rushed to the door. After a crisp bang, she squatted down covering her forehead, her eyes filled with tears.
Who, who left the locker door open!
"Are you okay?" Mu Jinnian asked concerned.
He Zi hated iron and scolded: "You don't look at the road!"
Yan Xiaoling looked up aggrieved: "Usually with my height, I shouldn't be able to hit that position...",
Everyone was dumbfounded and almost laughed, and the calm atmosphere was swept away.
"How many centimeters did you gain today?" He Zi asked after thinking about it.
Yan Xiaoling's face was stunned, she patted her thigh and said:
"Oh my god, it turned out to be like this!"
Everyone couldn't bear it anymore, and watched the short, no, petite figure flash out of the locker room with roaring laughter.
Damn retarded!
After exiting the gate, Yan Xiaoling stopped in her tracks and did not rush to the supervisory station. She took out her mobile phone, entered the forum, posted a post, and said in voice:
"Hahahahahahaha, he smiled at me!"
"Hahahahahaha, he told me to trouble you!"
"Fuck, fucker, are you crazy?" The "Dragon King of Unrivaled World" and others were astonished.
"It's not crazy, it's a nympho..." "Huan Fan" rolled all over the floor, "But I'm so envious, what should I do!"
In the locker room, Lou Cheng shook his head with a smile, closed his eyes, and suddenly recalled every bit of the past half a year:
Walking in the rain, meeting God in the void, and seeing myself...
Assault on "The Butcher", suppressing from start to finish with unmistakable precision...
Attacking Majewski's team, the timing was perfect...
Daily life at home, warm and slightly sweet, meaningful and long-lasting...
Under the Ice God Sect, I observed the unique knowledge of the Outer Gang, gained some insights, and learned by analogy...
After being promoted, facing Brandon, the new skills have been mastered...
Daily pondering and continuous hard work finally allowed "Sigh of the Ice Queen" to be used in actual combat...
All kinds of scenes echoed in his mind, and finally merged into one furnace, burning into a raging fighting spirit.
After eight months, the dust has been washed away, and it's time to go all out again!
"I can't wait..." Lou Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the door.
The temperature in the entire locker room seemed to drop to freezing point, causing Cai Zongming, Deng Yang and others who were unprepared to shudder.
But when they touched the skin on the back of their hands, they found that the heat had not changed, and there was no coolness!
Everything before seems to come only from the spirit, from the heart!
...
In the live broadcast room, the host Liu Chang looked at the scene in the venue and sighed:
"Everyone is really enthusiastic, and this game is indeed worth looking forward to."
"The gimmick of the duel between the world's top talents is enough to attract people, not to mention that Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun are both extremely popular." He Xiaowei added with a smile, "Moreover, this is the first time that they have met at the same level and at their peak. "
In December of the previous year, Peng Leyun surpassed Lou Cheng by almost one rank, and quickly defeated Lin Que in advance. In the second duel last April, Peng Leyun was severely traumatized by Lin Que's self-sacrificing outbreak, and he was not in his best condition. Now that both sides' playing lists have been determined, Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun will no longer have any other interference, and they are finally at the same level, which belongs to the pinnacle of evenly matched competition.
"Yes, this reminds me of the words 'top of purple gold', Xiaowei, who do you think has a better chance of winning?" Liu Chang asked with great interest.
He Xiaowei shook his head like a rattle drum: "It's hard to say, it's hard to say, they haven't made a serious move in half a year, how can I judge?"
As soon as these words came out, the fans of Peng Leyun in front of the screen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that most of the dark clouds above their heads dissipated.
As for the audience who liked Lou Cheng, they were a little disappointed. If He Xiaowei was optimistic about Peng Leyun, he would be cursing his opponent. If he thought Lou Cheng could win, heh heh, supernatural powers are no match for days, and the taste of poisonous milk must be good!
"Indeed, they have accumulated momentum for more than half a year. I don't know what kind of power they will explode today. Maybe both of them are close to the fourth rank." Liu Chang said with emotion, suddenly thought of a rumor, and said with a smile, "I heard that Lou Cheng If you don’t return to the Wuyue Club, you will join the Dragon and Tiger Club in early July, and Peng Leyun will definitely return to the Qing Dynasty after graduating from university.
"Are they the future 'Dragon King' and 'Wu Sheng'? Have you ever asked Living Buddha Shishan and 'Ming Wang' Zhihai?" The improvement speed will slow down a lot, and when it enters a bottleneck, Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun may overtake him at any time, but what about Zhihai? He has only been a Waigang for three years, and he has won the title of king. Is this comparable to ordinary people? Even if there is Due to accidental factors, the Dragon King and Martial Saint fought in another match, and they were both injured. Some of the title powerhouses encountered in advance, and the winners were damaged. His ability to overcome many first-rank and title powerhouses along the way is also enough to show his strength. Steadyly suppress the other world's arrogance!"
The dates of the five title battles missed each other, each according to a paragraph, the finals of the "War of Kings" are generally chosen at the end of March and early April, and Dahangsi Zhihai, more than 20 days ago, won the challenge and became the king of the new year, honored as "" King Ming!"
"It is true to say so, but Zhihai is almost four years older than Peng Leyun, and five years older than Lou Cheng. Strictly speaking, this comparison cannot be made directly." Liu Chang said pertinently.
"Then wait for four or five years. At that time, Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun will be able to become outsiders, and they will be worthy of the name of the world's arrogance. As for the title, hehe." He Xiaowei laughed very hard.
The host Liu Chang was afraid of causing disputes, so he didn't want to delve into this issue, so he hurriedly said with a smile: "Okay, that's all for the pre-match comments, let's cut into the off-site interview and hear what the audience thinks."
The screen changed and came to the team that was queuing up to enter the arena.
The reporter handed the topic to a bright girl with shoulder-length straight hair:
"Hi, may I ask which side do you support?"
"Shanbei! Peng Leyun!" The other party replied without hesitation.
"Why?" the reporter asked.
This student-like beautiful girl said with a smile:
"I like Peng Leyun's personality better, um, uh, he, he is more handsome!"
The girl who boldly spoke her mind blushed, smiled, and turned her head to the other side.
"What about you?" The reporter saw a girl with a sweet smile nearby who was eager to try.
"I like Lou Cheng, he's more masculine!" The girl shouted out after thinking about it for a long time.
After some interviews, the director checked the time and cut back to the scene. The host Liu Chang announced excitedly:
"Everyone, the game is about to begin!"
...
At this time, Lou Cheng, who was sitting at the seat of the "visitor team", received a message from Yan Ke. It was a photo of the two of them interlocking their fingers and rings reflecting each other.
"With you!" the girl said, "clenching her fist and shining".
"Two against one doesn't seem fair..." Lou Cheng replied with a "snickerd" and locked the screen.
While handing the phone to Cai Zongming for safekeeping, he slowly got up and looked towards the ring. On the other side, Peng Leyun took off the big white towel that was wrapped around his body, and Shi Shiran stood up.