Even after a distance, Lou Cheng, who has naturally entered the state of condensation pile, can feel the terrifying aura of the man in the short leather jacket who is eager to devour people. The surroundings seem to become empty, with the cold moon hanging high, the wind and rain, and his eyes are green. The giant wolf is howling at the sky, ready to go, which makes people shudder.
This... Lou Cheng was startled, the aura of the man in the short leather coat could directly affect him mentally and spiritually
This is something Lin Que, Ye Youting and Wang Ye can't do!
Snapped!
As soon as the deliberately provocative man in the short leather coat finished speaking, his right arm was pulled back, like a bow stretched, and he shot out with a fist, which was strong and powerful, and the sound of the wind was short.
The young man in charge didn't expect him to start fighting without saying a word, and he had no time to react, so he could only put his arms forward and assume the most rigid defensive posture.
With a muffled sound, he swayed and blocked the blow, while the man in the short leather jacket leaped aside with the force of the rebound, shouting:
"You have a lot of people, and you don't have the same knowledge as you!"
He walked away quickly while talking, all the disciples of the Gushan Martial Arts Hall were stupefied and stood still, still not understanding what happened.
It is not a rare phenomenon to have disputes with people on the side of the road because of trivial matters, but it is too weird to stop abruptly like this, isn't it
The person who took the initiative to provoke trouble just tried it and left in a hurry. I don't understand what he is thinking at all!
If you really fear that there are too many people here, why bother to act bravely
Could it be that if he missed a hit, he would immediately fly far away
Lou Cheng was also baffled, the challenge against the Gushan Martial Arts School just passed away? The people over there have invited a professional ninth-rank expert, as for playing house like a child
"Brother Dai, are you okay?" Qin Rui came back to his senses, and quickly asked the eighth brother Dai Linfeng. In his generation, he is only worse than his master.
Dai Linfeng moved his arm and said with a little doubt: "It's okay, it may be a spur of the moment, let's go in quickly, don't let Master and Chairman Wei wait too long."
The man just now is not weaker than himself, and there is such an inexplicable conflict as a result
Fortunately, I'm fine, if I don't understand it, I don't think about it for now...
But the disciples of Gushan Wuguan and the students in Lou Cheng's class were even more unaware, so they turned their heads and put this little episode behind them, and stepped into the Beiyuan gymnasium.
"It's weird..." Lou Cheng frowned slightly, and muttered in a low voice.
Jiang Fei next to him had sharp ears. Hearing his words, he said in surprise, "What's so weird? Isn't it just that small frictions didn't turn into big conflicts? We really have a lot of people here."
Lou Cheng looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to the conversation between him and Jiang Fei, so he lowered his voice and said, "That guy just now is a professional ninth grade, if he really got into trouble, how could that brother Dai who was obviously slow in his response Not hurt?"
"Professional Ninth Grade?" Jiang Fei almost couldn't control his voice, "Then why did he run away in a hurry after only one move?"
"That's why I said it's weird..." Lou Cheng pursed his lips.
Jiang Fei glanced at him suspiciously: "You can't read it wrong, right? He only punched one punch, so there's no way to prove that he's a professional Ninth Grade? Look, he doesn't care what he wears."
"That's right." Lou Cheng replied firmly, the feeling of exuberant energy and blood transformation and the terrifying aura can't be faked!
"... Forget it, nothing happened anyway." Jiang Fei was stunned for a while, seeing that he couldn't find a good explanation, he simply chose to forget it.
The martial arts venue in the conference villa is not too big, the arena is a standard type, and the surrounding seats are only two or three steps away from it. It is only five rows high, but it can accommodate hundreds of spectators.
But this is only a private venue for guests who like martial arts, and there is no need to consider the audience.
The headlights on the dome were shining brightly one after another, and there were already a group of people sitting on the left side of the entrance. The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties. Guang, with heavy bags under his eyes and not in good spirits, but has a majesty as if he has been in a position for a long time.
Seeing Dai Linfeng, Lou Cheng and the others enter, he was startled for a while, and then greeted him, followed by two half-centenarians on the left and right, one with sharp eyes and heavy wrinkles on his face, the other with slightly cloudy eyes, But the maintenance is very good, no white hair or wrinkles.
The qi and blood of the two of them are still relatively strong, at least they can be turned into real qi, that is to say, they still have some physical qualities of the ninth-rank professional.
"Chairman, Master." Dai Linfeng and other disciples from the Gushan Martial Arts Hall hurriedly saluted.
Wei Renjie, the chairman of the foundation, laughed and said, "Xiaoyou Dai is in good spirits. Today, he is going to show his strength. Who are these friends?"
"Chairman, this is my high school classmate, today is just a party, come cheer for me." Qin Rui had been waiting for this opportunity, and came out to get acquainted.
"High school? I don't know which high school the students are from?" Wei Renjie greeted in an approachable manner.
Qin Rui hurriedly explained: "We have just graduated half a year ago, and we are in No. 1 Middle School. These two are our class teachers, Teacher Wu and Teacher Xin."
"Ms. Wu, I've heard that we are a special teacher in No. 1 Middle School." Wei Renjie walked up to Old Wu and held his hand, "I also graduated from No. 1 Middle School, so I count as the seniors of all the students. , you are the sun in the morning, you are the pillars of our Xiushan in the future, when you graduate from university, you must not forget your hometown."
He spoke in a bureaucratic tone, but his expression was indeed quite happy. Seeing his classmates reminded him of his youthful and vigorous years.
As a special-grade teacher, Lao Wu has also met many leaders, especially those whose children are still in school, and they are very enthusiastic about him, so he is not stage frightened, and said with a smile: "I am no stranger to the chairman. The pride of No. 1 Middle School, after graduating from university, you took the initiative to apply to return to your hometown, and the old principal mentioned you, and he was full of praise."
His words touched Wei Renjie's itch, and he felt refreshed from the bottom of his heart, and said with a smile on his face, "It's been a long time since I went to see the old principal, come, come, let's sit together."
"What is the purpose of organizing a team to participate in the trials? One is to build Xiushan's reputation, the other is to divert the country's resources, and the third is to make everyone pay more attention to martial arts and increase their interest in physical fitness. You are here to watch this event I am very happy about the competition, it can be regarded as a small achievement, students, you should not neglect martial arts and physical fitness while studying, otherwise you will be like me, ageless and sick."
Wei Renjie was very interested in talking, and introduced two old men to Lou Cheng and the others: "These two seniors are the mainstays of our Xiushan martial arts circle. This is Mr. Chu Weicai, the owner of the Gushan martial arts school. It is Mr. Ning Xunli, the owner of Mingwei Martial Art Museum."
Chu Wei is the one with heavy wrinkles and sharp eyes, and Ning Xunli is the one with well-maintained and cloudy eyes.
They said a few words politely, and each took their martial arts disciples to sit on both sides, waiting for the start of the competition.
Wei Renjie stopped talking and walked onto the ring. Now that there was an audience, he naturally gave a speech habitually, and then got to the point: "This time we invited Mr. Zhu Zushou from the Liuhe Martial Art Museum in the provincial capital to do the speech." Referee, we will hold an actual combat training for the next year's selection competition, a total of three rounds, the first round, Dai Linfeng of Gushan Martial Arts vs. Zhou Zhengyao of Mingwei Martial Arts, both are top-rank amateurs, they are the hope of our Xiushan Martial Arts."
When he stepped down, Dai Linfeng and Zhou Zhengyao climbed up from both sides and stood at the left and right hands of the referee respectively. The former wore a martial arts uniform with a blue background and white borders, while the latter was decorated with red and black. He had the style of the ancient Han Dynasty, and his appearance also had a Chinese character face. , with thick eyebrows and big eyes, if she were to act in a TV series, she would definitely be playing a decent role, but there was quite a bit of hostility in the eyebrows and eyes.
"Chengzi, who do you think will win?" Jiang Fei asked with great interest.
Lou Cheng gave him a white look: "The fight hasn't started yet, how can I tell?"
"Don't masters have some kind of imposing temperament?" Jiang Fei asked curiously.
Lou Cheng said unhappily: "There are indeed masters, but you can't judge the winner by this, let alone they can't be called real masters, not even professional level..."
His voice gradually became lower, because he noticed that there were eyes on both sides, and the relatives and friends of both parties were there!
"Oh..." Jiang Fei understood and concentrated on watching the game.
After the three-minute dialogue time passed, the referee announced the start. The two sides fought together, and the sound of fists and kicks could be heard clearly.
"Chengzi, I think it's wonderful, but I don't know how to do it. Tell me about it." Jiang Fei turned his head and said, Cheng Qili, Qiu Hailin, Cao Lele, Du Liyu, Xiong Tao and others also looked over.
Lou Cheng didn't hide his secrets, and said with a smile: "Ming Wei Martial Arts Academy is taking the route of aggressive attack, and is good at using parts other than hands and feet, elbows, knees, shoulders, back, and head. Isn’t the mallet quite unexpected? Their style of play is relatively extreme, they seldom parry, they use attack against attack, and the Gushan martial arts school is close to the Xingyi school, so why didn’t Senior Brother Dai just use the tiger’s embrace and chop?”
Hearing that he spoke clearly and clearly, Qiu Hailin and other students around him pricked up their ears, listening and watching at the same time, they suddenly felt that they understood a lot, instead of just watching the excitement, they shouted for cheers.
As he spoke, Lou Cheng frowned: "There is something wrong with Senior Brother Dai from the Gushan Martial Arts Academy, he is timid, as if he has never been in actual combat? Is this impossible? Could it be that he is not focused enough, his mind If you're not in the arena, so many people can't watch it..."
The words were not loud, but many disciples of the Gushan Martial Arts School had been trained to have sharp eyes and ears, and they all looked over indignantly after they had heard about it, but the owner of the gymnasium, Chu Wei, was startled, and then frowned.
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Lou Cheng's mind, and he remembered the aura of that professional ninth rank just now.
Even at a distance, I felt as if I was facing a wolf in the wilderness. How would Senior Brother Dai, who was stalking the wolf, feel
"...Could it be that he was affected by the person who made trouble just now, left him with fear, and couldn't concentrate for a while?" Lou Cheng said to himself.
Being able to directly exert this kind of influence on the mind is no longer a martial art at the level of body training, but a supernatural power!
The challenge just now was to create an opportunity to affect the spirit of senior brother surnamed Dai, so that he could not show his strength and failed miserably in front of the chairman of the foundation
And with this method, there is no way to find out the problem afterwards, and there is no way to explain it!
No wonder the whole thing is so anticlimactic and confusing!
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed several real eyes looking at him. Following his gaze, he happened to find that Chu Weicai of the Gushan Martial Arts Hall was shocked.
The other gazes came from the Mingwei Martial Arts Hall. The owner of the hall, Ning Xunli, slowly turned his head, his eyes half-opened and half-closed again.
At this moment, Dai Linfeng's movements were a little slow. Zhou Zhengyao seized the opportunity and hit him with a whip kick. He lost his center of gravity, lost his airs, and retreated sharply. Then he was attacked by the momentum and directly knocked down the ring!
"Zhou Zhengyao wins!" the referee announced the result.
Qiu Hailin, Cao Lele and others turned their heads and looked at Lou Cheng, quite surprised by his "prophecy" just now.
"Chengzi, you joined the Martial Arts Club, and you didn't learn anything else. Your vision and commentary skills are improving quickly." Qiu Hailin joked.
Cao Lele also jokingly said, "Even if you haven't learned any martial arts, you can earn a living with this alone."
Before Lou Cheng could speak, Jiang Fei next to him said loudly: "Not only does Chengzi have a good eye, she also has a good commentary, and her martial arts are also very good! I don't think it's worse than the one on the stage just now!"
With a quick swipe, many eyes looked over, some surprised and some amused, which made Lou Cheng's face blush slightly, Jiang Fei also lost his momentum, and said with a dry smile:
"I feel, I just feel."
Seeing Lou Cheng looking at him with "resentment", Jiang Fei hurriedly said in a low voice:
"You didn't say that you can't mention your martial arts. I know that you can't show off yourself in this kind of thing. It would be embarrassing to lose your share. So, leave it to my brother, you are welcome!"
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