In the locker room, a few martial artists closed their eyes and rested their minds, waiting for the next game. Lou Cheng sat in the corner, relaxed physically and mentally, chatting with Yan Zheke with his mobile phone.
"Today's game is the seventh game in the morning, and there will be a while." He sent a message with the onion emoji soaking in the hot spring.
In order to synchronize with Yan Zheke, he also downloaded a new emoticon package.
Yan Zheke replied with a handsome winking onion: "Are you nervous?"
"Don't be nervous. After a battle with a professional ninth-rank expert, I seem to get used to facing an amateur first-rank master. It's no big deal. Of course, I won't be arrogant and underestimate my opponent. Now I His overall strength is still worse than amateur first-grade." Lou Cheng said with a smirking dog expression.
Yan Zheke replied: "You've been telling the truth and the irony, how can I answer it? Can you still have a good chat! (The other party didn't want to talk to you, and threw a dog at you)"
"Isn't it because of Coach Yan's good guidance that I can have such a good attitude?" Lou Cheng snickered and said sorry to Master in his heart. In order to chase after his girlfriend, I can only wrong you...
Yan Zheke replied with an onion pushing her glasses: "Yes, it's good to understand this. I watched Tang Yue's match video last night and found that your style of play when facing Wang Ye is also suitable for dealing with him, and he You are much weaker than Wang Ye, and your movements are even a little slower, and you can't compress your range of activities, you are simply overwhelmed."
"What Coach Yan said is right! As long as he misses a few more times with his punches and kicks, with his size, the consumption will increase exponentially, and my chance will come." .
Yan Zheke said with a proud smile: "But he should have watched your game yesterday, and he must know about it. There will probably be some changes today. You have to pay attention."
"Don't worry, my style of play has also been adjusted to a certain extent!" Lou Cheng made a chest-thumping Yoo-Hoo.
Warriors came in and out, some went to the arena to participate in the competition, some went back to the locker room to take a bath and change clothes. Unknowingly, Lou Chenggong and Yan Zheke chatted to the fifth match.
"I have to nourish my spirit and adjust my state." Lou Cheng said with the expression of staying up late and working hard to write.
Yan Zheke covered her mouth and smiled, "Do you want to cheer up today?"
"Of course!" Lou Cheng snickered, "I originally wanted you to sing me a song to cheer me up, but this kind of heavyweight encouragement should be put before tomorrow's battle with Zhou Yuanning, a former professional ninth rank. Just casually."
He thought of the fact that he sang to Yan Zheke.
Yan Zheke said with the expression of throwing a grenade: "You think so beautifully, and you even sing!"
After this news, she sent a voice immediately, which was slightly different from before.
"Orange Fighting!"
Warmth reverberates, joy breeds, Lou Cheng smiles, saves the voice, exits QQ, puts away the phone, and begins to close his eyes and meditate.
Compared with the slight nervousness and apprehension before challenging Wang Ye, he was calm at this moment, as if he had nothing to worry about. Zoom in without disturbing the mood.
This state is very strange, as if it is the return to tranquility after many days of fighting and the release of various emotions.
If you don't experience the outside, how can you see the heart
In the subtle experience, Lou Cheng suddenly woke up, as if he sensed something.
He didn't look at the electronic clock, stood up instinctively, walked to the entrance of the locker room, and stretched out his hand to open the door.
Outside the gate, the staff just approached, with their right fingers flexed, before they had time to knock on the door.
Seeing the gate just opened and Lou Jiantian standing there, the staff looked surprised, and then said after a moment of surprise, "Your game is about to start, you can go out."
The other party should have seen the time approaching on the electronic clock, so he came out so coincidentally before he knocked on the door...
Lou Cheng smiled gently: "Okay, I'll trouble you."
The wonderful tranquil state gradually faded, and he felt that he had changed a little, but he couldn't feel it intuitively.
Striding forward with the same rhythm, Lou Cheng began to adjust himself, getting his muscles and spirit excited a little bit.
It was dark in winter, and under the lights, a bright road was paved between the ring and the locker room.
...
On the stands, Ye Youting drank nutritional supplements to supplement the battle between the nine professional ranks that she won just now. The place next to her was empty, and Jiang Lan, who had been with her all this time, was not there.
Seeing Lou Cheng stepping up the stone steps, his aura slowly increasing, Jiang Lan leisurely approached from the aisle and entered the seat.
"Sister Lan, where have you been?" Ye Youting asked casually.
Jiang Lan smiled: "I made a phone call and went to the betting shop outside to bet on the building to win."
"This, doesn't this violate the contract?" Ye Youting didn't read the contract carefully at all.
Her father and Liu Zunyu had a very good friendship, and the two were considered family friends. Before the Xiaowusheng competition, her father had read the contract and suggested amendments, so she signed it directly with the greatest trust.
Jiang Lan sat down and took off the plush hat on her head: "Of course I don't violate it. I'm not betting on my own game. Why should I care about others if I earn a little money by my eyesight?"
"It makes sense, I'll also go to press the building to win." Ye Youting was eager to try, planning to gamble with her private money.
Jiang Lan glanced at her: "You don't need it. After the two battles yesterday, everyone is very optimistic about Lou Cheng. The odds of buying him now are very low. I'm just passing by."
"That's right." Ye Youting nodded, restraining her thoughts.
In the two battles yesterday, Lou Cheng almost overthrew the seeded player Wang Ye, and Tang Yue's hard work failed to win the benefits of the former professional Ninth Grade's subordinates. The stark contrast made the audience tend to place bets. The corresponding odds have also changed.
"If this round is upset, the one who buys Tang Yue will win." Jiang Lan said with emotion.
But as a professional warrior, she still has confidence in her own vision, especially since this is just a battle in the body training realm.
"Road to the ring" Zhou Yuanning adjusted his state, waiting for the next hard fight with Wang Ye, while watching the ring, watching Lou Cheng and Tang Yue confront each other.
"I hope Tang Yue can make Lou Cheng consume more..." he sighed.
"One Punch Invincible" Jin Tao next to him said with a strange expression: "Consumption... After so many games, I feel that Lou Cheng has basically not consumed, or his physical strength recovered very quickly... He is a monster... Why didn't he fall under the palm of Iron Sand yesterday? Injuried… "
"Haha, this kind of thing can happen but can't be asked for." Zhou Yuanning has previous experience, but he showed a little calmness, "Don't worry, today is the morning game, and tomorrow is afternoon, which means I have a whole day to recover. The disadvantage will not be obvious in the first few minutes, just hope to wait and not get hurt... ”
The warriors discussed among themselves, while the audience applauded Lou Cheng. Some of them watched Lou Cheng's match yesterday and liked it because of regret, and some of them were Lao Zheng, the supporters Lou Cheng accumulated along the way. Most of them were the guys who bought Lou Chengying.
On the arena, Tang Yue looked at Lou Cheng, smiled wryly and said:
"I watched your game yesterday, and felt that I was completely defeated by that kind of fight. It's really sad, but since I'm standing here, I can't easily admit defeat. I made some adjustments and changes, hoping to be useful."
He seemed calm, as if he had expressed his plan, but Lou Cheng couldn't tell whether he deliberately disrupted his established plan with this, so as to find an opportunity.
Looking at this obese and heavy opponent, Lou Cheng showed no signs of disturbance, and said with a calm smile:
"Everyone has their own characteristics. What is suitable for Wang Ye may not be completely suitable for dealing with you. Moreover, my overall strength is not as good as yours. It's just that my strengths are stronger and my weaknesses are weaker. It is natural to use my strengths to attack others' weaknesses."
"Of course, I will try my best to give full play to my strengths and not give you a chance to find your weaknesses."
What he said was not sharp, but naturally overflowing with strong self-confidence.
This is the self-confidence accumulated from one battle after another during this period of time, and it is the self-confidence that can still create a good chance of winning in the first battle with the professional Ninth Rank.
Seeing Lou Cheng like this, Tang Yue's momentum was broken, and he was a little dazed, recalling the past.
Once upon a time, I was so confident.
Once upon a time, relying on this body, I rose like a rocket under the amateur third rank and swept all opponents.
However, after repeated failures, I gradually lost my indestructible confidence. Although I still have the desire to win, the belief in winning the game, and the basic self-confidence, it is not strong enough or tenacious enough.
I often tell myself that this is the inevitable end of life and the price of maturity, but in my heart, I still envy this kind of flying and self-confidence.
He didn't speak anymore, as if he wanted to borrow confidence from his past self, the confidence that gods block and kill gods and Buddhas and Buddhas.
"Start!" The referee swung his right hand.
Lou Cheng moved, stepped on snake steps, and approached Tang Yue.
He adjusted his muscles so that the center of gravity was like mercury, swaying in the body, making it impossible for people to judge which side it would eventually lean to.
Tang Yue took a deep breath, sat down on his hips, put on a defensive airs, and stretched out his long and thick arms, really looking like a sumo wrestler in a Street Fighter game.
As soon as the center of gravity rolled, Lou Cheng's body suddenly changed direction, and he stepped to the position behind Tang Yue's left side like a ghost, and his right palm shot out with lightning, the strength was contained but not exposed, and there was no sound of wind.
Tang Yue didn't seem to notice it, he was still putting on airs, and he was about to be hit in the ribs by Lou Cheng's chilling palm.
However, Lou Cheng, who had a fierce battle with Wu Shitong, had an instinct, and immediately understood what Tang Yue's adjusted style of play was.
He wants to take advantage of being thick and good at hitting, to resist his non-critical attacks, and directly counterattack the moment he hits. At this distance, in this kind of contest between lightning and lightning, he may not be able to rely on his center of gravity in time. Ru Mercury dodges completely, as long as he is a little careless, he will get a kick. Looking at those terrifying arms and thick legs, it is really not easy to bear!