Martial Arts Master - Chapter 362

[Chapter 117]

The light rain fell gently, pounding on the window sill, isolating the noise from the outside world, and with the five words “Sunday morning”, it created a lazy atmosphere that makes people not want to open their eyes and do not want to leave the bed.

Yan Xiaoling was wrapped in a quilt, and she didn’t want to wake up from sleep. In a dream, she seemed to be able to forget yesterday’s failure and the sadness of yesterday, and no longer worry about the troublesome things.

She has a bad habit of sleeping intermittently, waking up from time to time to check her phone in the middle, and correspondingly, she has the ability to fall asleep quickly when she turns over.

Reluctantly opened her eyes and put her phone into the warm bed, Yan Xiaoling unlocked the screen, refreshed the campus forum she browsed before, and saw a new post marked in red:

“Are there any classmates who want to cheer for the martial arts club now?”

Cheer for the Martial Arts Club?

Wasn’t the game yesterday?

Am I hallucinating?

Yan Xiaoling rubbed her face, clicked into the post, and saw the landlord say:

“I watched the match between the Martial Arts Club and Shanbei. I was very excited, and I felt sorry for them. I played so well, and I had to suffer the pain of defeat. I always felt that I should do something for them.”

“Any classmates go to the martial arts venue to show their support? Right now, both men and girls can do it!”

Hmm… Yan Xiaoling swiped her thumb and looked down, and found quite a few replies. The more she looked, the more impulsive she became. She finally overcame the cold of the winter morning and pulled herself out of the comfortable bed.

After putting on the long down jacket, she opened the door of the dormitory and ran into the biting north wind.

As a girl from Yanling, she was not used to the southern winter at all.

…………

In the martial arts venue, Lou Cheng will rest for a while after practicing the “Zhe” tactic for a while. There is a degree of relaxation, loose and tight, which fully shows the identity of the injured person.

During this process, he noticed that classmates came in one after another at the door. They walked to the stands on both sides and sat in a mess.

what’s the situation?

Lou Cheng, who was pointing and correcting Yan Zheke’s actions, was puzzled, and some couldn’t figure out what happened.

Flash?

not like…

“Chengzi, look, look, there are a lot of classmates… Not many classmates came to watch during our special training before.” Yan Zheke also noticed something was wrong, taking advantage of her boyfriend’s approach, she raised her chin towards the stand. .

“Yeah, it makes me feel so nervous. I’m always afraid of making big news.” Lou Cheng looked around and replied in a low voice.

At this time, Cai Zongming’s eyes met his eyes as he looked around, and said a little excitedly: “Chengzi, did you see it? All of our classmates made a special trip to see our training, and there are so many! This is The famous rhythm, this is the treatment of the martial arts powerhouse!”

“Isn’t it such an exaggeration?” Lou Cheng was stunned.

Cai Zongming was about to make up a theory that could justify himself, when he suddenly saw the classmates who came on Sunday morning stand up, put their hands around a horn, and shouted to the special training members:

“come on!”

“make persistent efforts!”

The voice echoed in the slightly empty venue, and Lou Cheng and the others were stunned for a moment, but they quickly came to their senses and understood that it was the students who were expressing their support for yesterday’s game.

Continuing efforts means that you played very well in the last game!

“come on!”

“make persistent efforts!”

The scattered voices became more and more neat, and gradually merged into one, Lou Cheng and the others seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and they became more motivated and passionate.

“Come on, take a photo!” Shu Rui’s eyes were slightly red, and he ordered the cameraman with bright eyes.

What great students!

What a lovely picture!

After everyone dispersed reluctantly and the special training was coming to an end, Shu Rui finally found an opportunity to record the post-match record that he was embarrassed to do yesterday.

She decided to start with the hardest level.

“Lin Que, how is your injury recovery? Has ‘Dark Poison Jin’ been completely ruled out?” Shu Rui put on a friendly smile.

It can’t be wrong to start with what you care about!

Lin Que was panting and sweating. He glanced at her and said:

“secret.

”

secret?

Another secret!

God’s secret!

Shu Rui’s mouth was half open, and the corners of her eyes twitched.

After a sigh of relief, she maintained a professional smile with eight teeth: “Are you afraid that the progress of the recovery from the injury will be inquired by Sanjiang College? Well, let me change the question. You are in good spirits, it seems that you have come out of the influence of failure. ?”

“No.” Lin Que answered seriously.

Really an honest child…Shu Rui had the urge to cover her face and sigh, but she still smiled gracefully: “Why do you say that? It doesn’t look like it?”

“Failure motivates me to move forward.” Lin Que said concisely.

Good standard answer… I feel like I’ve been tricked… Shu Rui silently watched Lin Que turn around and walk towards the locker room.

To clean up her mood, she stopped Lou Cheng and said with a smile:

“Are you in a good mood?”

“Young people don’t fail.” Lou Cheng laughed.

“I just like to chat with young people like you, and I feel full of vigor again.” Shu Rui quipped, “What do you think about yesterday’s game?”

“I found the gap, well, I also saw hope and set a goal.” Lou Cheng said frankly, without concealing it.

“Impressive!” Shu Rui gave a thumbs up, and gave a sincere compliment, and instead of entanglement, she found Yan Zheke instead.

“Is it a pity that I couldn’t play yesterday?” She handed the microphone over.

Yan Zheke pursed her lips and smiled and said, “Yes.”

Although I didn’t change anything, it’s still a pity.

“I heard that Peng Leyun likes to jump off buildings and take shortcuts. This is a strength only in the sixth-grade pill realm. Has Lou Cheng made a similar move before?” Shu Rui inquired.

When she asked such a casual question, Yan Zheke was startled and almost stunned.

Did reporter Shu ask this on purpose?

On purpose?

It was only last night that Cheng Zi hugged me and experienced that kind of stimulation. She came to ask about it this morning. Could it be a coincidence?

Did someone see and break the news last night?

“This kind of thing…” She looked at Shu Rui suspiciously, then drew out her dimples and smiled sweetly, “Dangerous actions, good children don’t imitate them! Well, that’s it.”

Uh… Shu Rui couldn’t figure out what Yan Zheke’s answer was.

…………

In the rush to make up the missed homework, the time came to December 28th, Saturday at 3 o’clock in the afternoon.

Songcheng University Martial Arts Club will challenge Sanjiang College Martial Arts Club away on Sunday. If they fail, they will miss the finals of this Budo Club!

Being cautious first, they packed up their luggage and gathered at the school bus stop. They planned to set off a day earlier, and used the rest of the night to recharge their batteries, lest the rush of travel would affect their state.

In front of the specially dispatched bus, Shu Rui stood at the door, holding a microphone, with the camera as the background, and said to Lou Cheng, Lin Que and others:

“We’re going on an expedition again, won’t you say something?”

Say something?

Just as Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke’s thoughts were turning, UU was reading www.sonicmtl.

com Xiaoming’s eyes lit up, patted one by one on the shoulders, and said something in a low voice.

Then, Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke hugged each other’s shoulders. Next to Yan Zheke was He Zi, and next to He Zi was Mu Jinnian. They went out one by one, all the members participated, and the movements were uniform, forming an arc.

They half-hunched their backs and shouted in unison:

“We want to win!”

…………

December 29th, Sunday at 2:50 pm, in the Martial Arts Hall of Sanjiang College.

In the home team’s locker room, Qu Hui wore a black tuxedo and a top hat, looked around at Luo Haize, Yin Xiangxi and others, and said solemnly:

“Lou Cheng’s internal injury hasn’t healed yet. Lin Que is affected by the remnants of ‘Dark Poison Strength’, and his state is definitely not at the peak. This is our chance!”

“I have to admit that luck is very important no matter what industry or circle you are in, and this time, it belongs to us. If it hadn’t met Songda in the second round, if not by the tragic struggle of Songda. We had no hope at first, as for now, we have a great chance of winning!”

“Since the chances of winning are huge, we can’t miss it, and we can’t grasp it because of our own mistakes!”

“There is an old saying that if God doesn’t take it, you will be to blame!”

God does not take it, but bears the blame… Luo Haize, Yin Xiangxi and others recited these eight words silently, and the president said it with some blood rolling.

…………

In the visiting team’s locker room, Old Man Shi looked at Lou Cheng and Lin Que, hesitantly, and asked:

“You two brats, can you fight?”

Lou Cheng and Lin Que didn’t look at each other, but they shouted at the same time:

“can!”

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