Towards the end of mid-May, the night is bright and breezy, dark as a cover, dotted with diamonds.
In the Hexi City Jiuwen Museum, the lights are shining brightly, making the venue and the stands look like daytime, and the voice of the person in charge of the organizing committee is echoing and rolling:
"The top four of this year's 'Martial Saint War' are officially born, and they each have the permanent title of 'Martial Saint'..."
He deliberately paused, letting the audience roar and tsunami erupt suddenly:
"Qian Donglou!"
When this scene came into view, Lou Cheng was suddenly in a trance, as if in a dream, as if he had returned to last year. At that time, it was the same picture and movement, but the name was different, Chen Qitao was replaced by Qian Donglou.
Yes, I have overcome many difficulties and obstacles again, and once again ranked among the top four in the "Martial Holy War"!
It's just that this time as a seed, the first round of guidance is not human, and the second round does not touch other super-classes, which is relatively easy.
In the cheers like a relay, he looked around and looked at the other three, besides "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou, "Kirin" Dong Baxian, and "Morning Star" Ren Li who he had never expected before the match !
This girl who never admits defeat and always wants to "make trouble" has come to this point, once again Lou Cheng deeply doubts that she really has the ability of luck.
Along the way, Ren Li only met Wu Qiao, the oldest person in the professional circle and one year older, "King of Swords" Wu Qiao when she was eighth and fourth, and was counterattacked by the "clown" when she was eighth in sixteen. , leaving the "Sword King" Wu Qiao with serious injuries, after a long and hard fight, he barely won.
In the previous process, she won An Chaoyang who had just been promoted in the first round of the draw, and easily won. Lou Cheng could only feel that "Wen Qing" was always abused by girls.
In the second round, Ren Li met the second-rank Waigang, the "witch" Qian Hui, relying on her terrifying intuition, successfully broke the opponent's phantom skills and natural hypnotic ability, broke into the top 32, entered At 16 o'clock, the one who was fighting was also lucky and well-versed, only the second-rank martial uncle of the same sect, "Soul Hooking Sword" Song Changting.
In the sixteenth and eighth battle, she finally encountered a strong enemy, but in an environment where most of the potential opponents were super-first-class, getting the first rank of the Xuanwu School, "Sea Tide" Yue Guanzhong, was enough to prove that her lucky star was shining.
Compared with him, the "Martial Sage" who has been talking strongly since he was thirty-two and sixteen, has as much luck as an African chief... Thinking of this, Lou Cheng couldn't help but glance at Qian Donglou more.
Thirty-two advances and sixteen encounters with "Ming Wang" Zhihai, sixteen advances and eight battles with "Luohou" Ning Zitong, eight advances and four fights with "Zhan Shen Dao" Road Forever, each game is a fierce battle, and each game is gnawing hard bones , especially today's Lu will always be strong when he meets the strong, the more he fights, the crazier he is, he almost proves himself again, and almost succeeds in the reverse attack-although he still fails in the end, he also almost severely injured the "Warrior Saint".
By the day after tomorrow's semi-finals, he can at most recover 70%... Lou Cheng looked away from Qian Donglou's face, and nodded thoughtfully.
Originally, this was nothing, but with Ren Li as a comparison, it seems that "Wu Sheng" is too bad!
Of course, it’s not that Ren Li is purely lucky. In the previous few titles, she has been lucky enough to sign, but she hasn’t achieved much. Now she can break into the semi-finals, more because she already has a first-rank level. In the end, luck played a role. In the past, she might not have been able to break through the level of "Sea Tide" Yue Guanzhong, let alone "Sword King" Wu Qiao.
Compared with her, I am obviously not lucky enough, but looking at "Martial Sage", it seems to be pretty good, not to mention the first two rounds, thirty-two to sixteen met the "Living Buddha" Shishan, who combined cultivation in himself, He is also good at spirit, and when he catches up to the level again, he is finally ashamed and defeated the opponent who was in the peak state for the first time. The problems in this area were basically recovered by the time of the 16th and 8th, and there were no hidden dangers.
My sixteen-eight opponent was a "Taoist priest". After a long time, I met him again on a key occasion in the formal arena. Relying on the advantage in strength, I won after a fierce battle without much injury.
Winning is winning, but I always feel that the martial arts of the "Taoist" are a little strange, and there is a vague premonition that he is brewing or cultivating some terrible "monster"... In time, he will probably be the most unnegligible super-class force Or... Thinking of his own advancement process, Lou Cheng couldn't help spreading his thoughts, thinking about what Peng Leyun had hidden in the "Lei Bu" unique knowledge, more precisely, it might be called ideas!
"Lou Cheng!" The loud shouts from the audience woke him up, and the eight-to-four match just now flashed inexplicably before his eyes.
The opponent is Ma Xinghong, the "Long Beach Protector". His "Xuanwu True Sword" and the unique knowledge of the Ministry of Water are indeed extraordinary. , After solving many "troubles", he finally won.
Of course, the wounds left behind are not light, and it is God's blessing to recover 80% to 90% in the semifinals.
While his thoughts were racing, Lou Cheng only felt throbbing pains in his back, chest, abdomen, arms and legs.
...
In the VIP box, "Empty Nest Elderly" Wu Molian sat side by side with his good friend Shi Jianguo, while smoking their home-rolled leaf cigarettes, he laughed and said:
"Green out of blue is better than blue, what a good apprentice you taught!"
"Better than Lan? It's still early!" Old man Shi snorted, "If I had fought for titles back then, I would have easily won more than ten titles. Unlike him, I haven't even won the right to challenge once."
There was no "Dragon King" or "Wu Sheng" back then... Wu Molian slandered, then smiled and said:
"I think you're quite free, and you came here to watch the competition. Why don't you take in a few apprentices, train them well, and contribute to the sect and the country!"
Old man Shi glanced at him, and said with a smile:
"It's not that you don't know me. It would be nice to have an unworthy disciple, so there is still extra leisure time? Old man Wu, tell me, is there any relative who wants to worship me as a teacher and talk to you? You just accept it. That’s right, at least he’s only weaker than me.”
"I've seen through you, you're more lazy than me!" Wu Molian evaded the important point.
At this time, the draw for the semi-final match was about to begin, and he set his sights outside.
Old man Shi smiled secretly, and muttered silently:
Old man, if I take in a few more apprentices and fail to train them, wouldn't it be embarrassing
It will also make that brat smug!
...
Watching the organizing committee reach into the box, Lou Cheng tried his best to keep his breathing even.
For me and Chihuahua, the best result is to draw each other, let "Wu Sheng" and "Kirin" fight against each other.
Dong Baxian's advancement process is similar to mine, better than "Martial Sage", and it is quite possible to eliminate each other, regardless of who wins or loses. After such a big battle like sparks hitting the earth, they will definitely be much weaker. It will be cheaper for me or Ren Li. Well, the premise is that we don't fight to the point where both of us are injured seriously. In this regard, I am still a little confident...
I hope Ren Li's "lucky star" will continue to shine...
His thought flashed, and the head of the organizing committee showed the first round ball:
"Shang Qingzong, 'Martial Sage' Qian Donglou."
Immediately afterwards, he took out the second one and shouted loudly:
"Dragon Tiger Club, Lou Cheng!"
Hearing this result, Lou Cheng suddenly wanted to laugh, just like last year, he met the strongest one, but there was a big difference, the "Wu Sheng" was not as good as the "Dragon King" back then, and he was not Wu Wu. Amon is off.
Almost subconsciously, he turned his head to look at the "Martial Sage" Qian Donglou, and found that the other party was smiling and saluting, with a refined temperament, a chic posture, and the demeanor of a generation of masters.
Fortunately, it's not the real "Wu Sheng" with perfect body... Lou Cheng chuckled secretly, nodded back, and felt relaxed physically and mentally, as if he had been waiting for a long time!
The semi-finals of the "Martial Holy War" are thus determined:
"Martial Sage" Qian Donglou VS "Zhentianjiu" Lou Cheng;
"Kirin" Dong Baxian VS "Morning Star" Ren Li!
...
After the lottery was drawn, Lou Cheng and others walked to the side, went down the stairs, and entered the mixed interview area.
"What do you think of winning 'Wu Sheng'?"
"How much do you think you have a chance of winning?"
"How do you think "Wu Sheng" played in this competition?"
…
Microphones were handed over one by one, and questions were heard one by one, reminding Lou Cheng of the situation at this time last year, and the content was similar.
He didn't give a specific answer, but smiled and said:
"A cook who doesn't want to be a general is not a good driver."
After the interview with a similar attitude, he left here and returned to the hotel.
At this time, the reporter suddenly discovered a problem. The newly promoted semi-finalists, the "Morning Star" Ren Li who was no longer known as Tianjiao, has not come to be interviewed!
In the quiet corner next to it, the round-faced little assistant was on the phone in a panic:
"Hey, uncle, where are you? Now!"
You can't bring assistants in the lottery ceremony just now!
Soon, Ren Li's serious voice came from the other end of the phone:
"I'm in, um, the wall on the left, the wall on the right, the road ahead, and the road behind."
"..." The little assistant was dumbfounded.
...
After getting in the special commercial vehicle, Lou Cheng took out his mobile phone to check, but he didn't find Yan Zheke's reply.
Entering the sprint period of graduation, she was so busy that she couldn't take care of the Huaguo evening Cannes morning competition, and even had to set aside time to watch the results.
Putting down his phone, Lou Cheng cast his eyes out of the window, where the lights are bright in the morning and the night is neon.
Suddenly, a special reminder sounded, and he picked it up to take a look. It was from Yan Zheke:
"come on!"
Simple and simple, only two words, like not forgetting to peek in a hurry, pressing the phone as soon as you have time.
Dip, a few seconds later, another message came, nervous and hurried, also very simple:
"I like you~"
Lou Cheng's lips curled up.