Old man Shi leaned back on the sofa, watching the big-screen TV with disdain, and there was a bottle of liquor that had bottomed out on the edge of the coffee table in front of him.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated, and an impassioned old melody came out.
Not that brat... Old man Shi took a look, heaved a sigh of relief, and chose to connect.
The call came from his old partner, "Queen of Italy" Fei Dan.
"Your apprentice is amazing." Fei Dan chuckled with emotion.
Old man Shi blurted out immediately:
"What's there to be alarmed about?"
Fei Dan froze for a moment, and said in doubt, "I wasn't frightened."
Just a compliment to your apprentice!
"..." Old man Shi was dumbfounded, and after a few seconds, he coughed twice.
...
Lou Cheng, whose left shoulder was raised due to the bandaging, came to the VIP box belonging to the Dragon Tiger Club. While sharing various news and discussions with Yan Zheke, occasionally exchanging details of the battle just now, while watching the next game, from time to time Comment with Dragon King, Lu Yan, and Guo Jie.
In the sixth round, Wu Qiao, the "King of Swords", was an old man, and his heroic appearance remained the same as before, defeating Taoist Yunyan of the Shang Qingzong.
He is a legend in the martial arts world of Huaguo. When he was young, he was seriously injured when he attacked Waigang in the war-torn area. Not only did he lose his left hand forever, but there were still many hidden dangers on his body. It is impossible to jump over the dragon gate to achieve the outer world.
Unexpectedly, relying on his formidable will and endurance, he got out of the predicament little by little, broke through the shackles, and then became even more brilliant. Before the "Double Pride" era, he and the "Queen of Italy" alternately maintained the honor of having the most titles.
After the age of forty, he became more Taoist and became more peaceful and peaceful. It seems that because of this, he has maintained a relatively peak state now that he is approaching his sixtieth birthday.
Using Dao as a sword is a "Dao Sword"!
In the seventh scene, the "Queen of Luo" Ning Zitong and the "Evening Light" Liang Yifan are superb in physical skills, like ghosts, unable to catch, and attacking strangely, with continuous water, deep ground, perfect punctuality, and magnificent attack. So he met his opponent at chess and met Liangcai, and fought fiercely for nearly half an hour. In the end, the thirty-nine-year-old Liang Yifan won the "ghost king" who was in his forties.
It should be said that his style itself is quite restrained by Ning Zitong, but after a long battle, the invasion of "Anbu" is not trivial. When he left the field, his footwork was obviously vain, his breath was very weak, and his internal injuries were obviously serious.
In the eighth scene, the "clown", who has been in full swing for more than a year, has encountered setbacks. In the pure land of the "living Buddha", his spirit has been suppressed, his knowledge has been overlooked, and he has tasted the feeling of having nowhere to use his power, which is quite aggrieved. He lost the game without a hitch, but his deadly counterattack also made Shishan suffer, and almost created an unusually rare draw.
Phew, the quarterfinals were born... Lou Cheng cast his eyes on the opposite auditorium with half sigh and half expectation.
There is half an empty floor there, which is used by the organizing committee, and the match that will determine the top four will be drawn soon.
After briefly reviewing the previous eight games, the head of the organizing committee coughed and took out the first small ball in the silence of the venue:
"Shu Shan Zhai, Wu Qiao!"
Speaking of which, I haven't touched Shushanzhai's Waigang yet... Lou Cheng waited expectantly and nervously.
In a short time, the opponent of the "Sword King" is released, and the "Sword of God" will go forever!
Battle of Swords!
"Interesting." Lou Cheng breathed out, smiled and sighed.
As soon as his voice fell, he saw "Dragon King" Chen Qitao and coach Lu Yan turned their heads to look at him, as if they were saying, you are the only one who talks too much!
Cough, speaking of it, if there is no Sister Ning, no matter the Dragon King, the coach, or Wu Chi, they all belong to the kind with few words but refined, and the atmosphere is relatively serious and silent... Lou Cheng was unaffected, thinking with his thoughts flying, and then listened To the name of "Kirin" Dong Baxian.
You won't encounter this confident top three in the world, right? Lou Cheng took a breath.
"Daxing Temple, 'Living Buddha' Shishan!" The head of the organizing committee shattered his fantasy.
Immediately afterwards, the fifth ball was drawn:
"Dragon Tiger Club, Lou Cheng!"
Hey, could it be that the "Dragon King" was drawn directly? Lou Cheng held his breath, waiting for the result.
A few seconds later, the person in charge took out the sixth ball and showed it to the camera:
"Xinghai Club, Liang Yifan!"
Liang Yifan? Hearing this name, Lou Cheng was startled for a moment, only to feel that something passed through the gap of time and space, and fell into his mind from the distant past.
In an instant, the martial artist in the dark blue martial arts uniform appeared in front of his eyes, with an aura as deep as the earth, but the background was not a professional game or a title match, but the Songda Hotel in the dead of night.
That time, as a guest at the opening ceremony of the University Martial Arts Club, "Lan Deng" came to Songcheng. As security personnel, he and Zui Wang were in charge of separating his support club and his fans at the entrance of the hotel, and for the sake of the little fairy, regardless of their positions Responsibility, went to ask for a signature...
The past is vivid in his memory, and five years have passed in a blink of an eye. Does he still remember what the "little security guard" who took the lead in asking for his signature looked like? Remember the security guards who were almost overwhelmed by the fans and tried their best to resist? Remember when the night was dark, patrolling the door of the hotel and in the cold wind, the Song Dynasty students who could only look up at the high-rise rooms
Thoughts leapt from the bottom of Lou Cheng's heart, making him look forward to this match.
Now, I stand in front of you again, as a Waigang, with the attitude of a challenger!
Shrinking his eyes, Lou Cheng was full of feelings, but he decided not to mention this matter to Liang Yifan, and he will talk about it when he gets the title in the interview in the future. Right now, he is just sighing with Ke Xiaoke, one of the parties involved, "King of Mouth" .
After sharing his feelings with his wife, he sent a message to classmate Xiaoming:
"Liang Yifan was drawn... I suddenly remembered that the two of us acted as a security guard for him, it felt amazing..."
"MM." Xiao Ming replied in this way.
Lou Cheng was dumbfounded, and asked with a smile:
"Are you feeling inferior?"
"Fuck off! Just thinking about this incident will make me feel like I'm middle-aged now, it seems like a long, long time has passed!" Cai Zongming raised his hand to end the live broadcast, picked up the cup, and took a sip.
Then, he lay back, closed his eyes with a smile and sighed softly to himself:
"How could you forget?"
That youth, that dream, that passion, that looking up...
Orange, do you still remember what I said, let you replace us to fulfill the dream of martial arts, now, you have achieved it...
So, we must go on well, go on well...
...
In the VIP box of Xinghai Club, "Queen of Italy" Fei Dan laughed out loud when he saw the result of the lottery:
"I just called his master and praised him for his rapid progress and limitless future. Then you met him when you turned around."
Liang Yifan, with ordinary facial features and a gentle temperament, said with a smile:
"Is this a predestined relationship? Speaking of which, he and I are also quite predestined. When I was the opening guest of the university martial arts meeting, I went to Songda University. He just set foot on the road of martial arts. Unfortunately, he came and went in a hurry. I was able to meet him once, but I failed to witness his starting point."
"At that time, who would have known that he would grow into what he is now? His master didn't even dare to think so." Fei Dan shook his head and sighed, "Your injury is not serious, and he was also shot by the 'shocking shot'. bureau."
"I'm looking forward to it." Liang Yifan nodded slightly.
As a super strong man who is in his prime and is aiming for the first title in his life, he will not be afraid to face any enemies at the outer level, even the "Dragon King" and "Wu Sheng"!
...
There is no need to draw lots for the last group of duels, it has already been determined, the "Dragon King" is strong, and he will meet the challenge of Shushan Zhailuoxian.
Back at the hotel, Lou Cheng wanted to watch Liang Yifan's latest battle video before going to bed, but couldn't help thinking of the past, full of emotions, so he took a little vacation for himself.
"Can you still find Liang Yifan's autograph?" He asked Yan Zheke with a smile.
"Of course!" The girl quickly took a photo, which she signed in her diary.
Before Lou Cheng could reply, she "arrogantly" looked at the sky and said:
"This is someone who was scolded by the deputy head of the security department and almost punished. I can only reluctantly save it."
Lou Cheng was "stunned" and said, "You, you know about this?"
I didn't "show off" with you, did I
Yan Zheke "pushed her sunglasses and smiled triumphantly": "How can you hide it from me? Hey, you were much cuter then than now! You know how to bully me now!"
"... You didn't say that before, you said that I am more mature and manly now..." Lou Cheng defended with a smile.
"No way!" the girl denied without hesitation, "Tell me in your conscience, have I ever said that?"
Lou Cheng immediately replied with a "serious face":
"No!"
"That's right." Yan Zheke changed the subject, "I remember that your goal is the top four?"
Speaking of this, her eyes showed a smile, she suddenly closed her mouth, rolled half a circle, leaned on the pillow, and felt that her typing became soft, as if she was speaking softly:
"It's only one step away now."