Martial Arts Master - Chapter 477

[Chapter 27 Representing Yourself (2 in 1)]

As the vehicle drove, the bus was quickly pulled away and disappeared into the eyes of Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke.

“It’s a bit of a coincidence…” Lou Cheng shook his head and laughed, pushed his glasses, and sighed.

He knew very well that the friends of the Dragon Tiger Club would also come to watch the game today, but he didn’t expect to meet him once on the way.

Of course, this is only one-sided. Even if they saw the passengers in the car just now, they wouldn’t know that “that” is the water friend “Schrödinger’s Tiger”, and there is a high probability that they will not recognize themselves as Lou Cheng.

Yan Zheke heard this, smiled and turned his head, and glanced at his husband:

“Orange, I thought of a lyric!”

“What?” Lou Cheng asked curiously.

“It’s hard to hold hands without fate~” Yan Zheke pursed his lips and chuckled.

“Where is this all from!” Lou Cheng responded angrily and hilariously, and wisely added, “Then let’s meet with a thousand miles of fate, and sleep together after a hundred years of cultivation?”

Yan Zheke took a sip, turned his head to the side with the corners of his mouth upturned, and immediately looked at Lou Cheng with “disgust”:

“You still remember such an old song so clearly? Uncle Orange!”

During the bickering, the car slowed down and drove into the parking lot. After Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke paid half of the chartered car fee, they pushed the door and walked down. They followed the directions and walked hand in hand for about six or seven times. hundred meters.

After turning around a mountain col, the two of them suddenly brightened before their eyes, only to feel that the “scorching factor” in the air increased and became extremely active.

In front of it is a vast area that sinks more and more toward the center. Every few steps, a flame emerges from the ground, burning quietly, reluctant to give up day and night, and never go out.

Looking from afar, Lou Cheng could only see dark red flowing in the cracks at the core of the place, and the parts close to the outside seemed to be covered with black-gray armor condensed and covered. Just looking at it from a distance, one could feel the tyrannical heat.

This is the home of the Dragon Tiger Club, the famous “Flame Hell”!

Around this two or three football field-sized places, there are semi-enclosed transparent corridors one after another, which are either high or low, divided into several rows, or separated into boxes, which is the “stand” in the usual sense. , in order to prevent the audience who “have no power to tie the chicken” from being hurt by the flying flames, sputtered magma, the aftermath of the explosion, etc., this is all surrounded by high-tech explosion-proof refractory glass, and there is a sound aisle.

Yan Zheke dug out the two tickets from her satchel and found the corresponding glass box. Under the instructions of the security guards, she opened the door and entered. There were sofas, a coffee table, and three large tiles showing “flaming hell” from different angles. Screen.

“This is the first time I’ve enjoyed the VIP treatment in the stands…” Lou Cheng looked around and said with a smile.

“Actually, I prefer the one with a lot of people, the atmosphere will be contagious.” Yan Zheke’s eyes rolled up, without concealing his thoughts, “But my grandfather had to give me this, and I would give it to him for fear of any accident. Said he was with you, but he was not at ease.”

“It takes an inhuman realm to make Grandpa completely at ease…” Lou Cheng laughed at himself.

In the eyes of the outer gang powerhouse, a “talent” top sixth-grade danjing martial artist is indeed not so safe.

“Maybe, boy, let’s sprint!” Yan Zheke answered half-jokingly and half-encouragingly.

In the replays of various exciting games before the game, the time came to 10:25 in the morning, and all the positions of the “stand” had their owners, and many of them were long guns and short guns in the press box.

Unmanned aerial photography aircraft took off, each took their place, and transmitted the pictures back to the glass promenade, so that the scene within the sight of the audience was confirmed.

Lou Cheng noticed that the “Little Wontons” and the others were in the glass room outside the three “stands” on his left side. They were so excited that they refused to sit down and were looking left and right.

After some introduction and dancing at the edge of the “venue”, the sky suddenly darkened, and the dull and oppressive taste appeared on the paper.

Boom!

A thunderbolt suddenly exploded, turned into a sound wave, and rolled around, like a substance.

Is this the momentum of Qian Donglou, the “Wu Sheng”?

open to heaven and earth,

Interfering with nature?

Lou Cheng was thoughtful, unable to sit still anymore, stood up, and walked to a position half a step away from the glass in front of him.

Yan Zheke did the same, standing side by side with him.

Just at this moment, with a quick swipe, all the places in the wide square were on fire, and the dark red “iron stream” shook off the black ashes, and jumped out a few red-gold sprays!

boom!

A stream of magma erupted, rushed to the sky, and fell down, illuminating the dimness and revealing a figure in the distance of the “arena”.

He was wearing a navy blue martial arts uniform embroidered with dragons and tigers. He was tall and straight, with sharp facial features, sword-like eyebrows and star-shaped eyes. His short hair was standing upright, showing his rebelliousness and unruly. A man in his early thirties.

Ding Ding Deng!

With every step he took, the ground trembled, causing the flames to jump high and the magma spurting out one after another.

Without calling, including Lou Cheng, Qi Qi called out a household name and let it reverberate in the mountains:

“Dragon King!”

“Dragon King” Chen Qitao!

In such an atmosphere, the sky is dark again, and if there are dark clouds gathering, the audience will feel uneasy, the sound of the pressure will be reduced, and the soaring flames and soaring magma will be eclipsed.

From the other side, a strangely dressed man walked out slowly. The white robe on his body was like martial arts clothes and Taoist clothes. There were blue lightning and purple thunders embroidered on the edge. He was two or three centimeters shorter than Lou Cheng. , temperament elegant, deep and restrained, not publicity.

“Wu Sheng” Qian Donglou!

Qian Donglou, the “Wu Sheng” who is two years younger than the “Dragon King”!

He became famous at a young age, and before Chen Qitao caught up, he overwhelmed a whole generation of warriors.

And as he grew older, the previous generations of powerhouses were also subdued.

Although he worships the “Dragon King” and prefers the man with his true temperament, Lou Cheng has to admit that “Wu Sheng” Qian Donglou is the standard master in his mind.

Now, he is fighting against the momentum of the “Dragon King” and the audience with his own power!

The referee did not dare to enter the center of the field, and raised his right hand from a distance, dutifully playing the role of a humanoid object:

“The first game of the game.”

“‘Dragon King’ Chen Qitao vs. ‘Wu Sheng’ Qian Donglou!”

Those with titles must be called out on similar occasions to show respect!

“Dragon King! Dragon King!”

With cheers, the referee suddenly waved his right hand and said loudly:

“start!”

As soon as the words fell, he has quickly sped away, away from the war zone.

boom!

At this time, the “Dragon King” Chen Qitao was already punching out, as if to hit the void.

However, his fists were like missiles, “forcibly dragging” his body forward rapidly, leaving an obvious afterimage and making a loud noise like breaking the sound barrier.

Take it with a fist!

The afterimage stretched, and the golden-red flames ignited instantly at the fist of the “Dragon King”, spreading rapidly, covering his whole body, making him seem to have become a Vulcan or Emperor Yan walking on the ground.

Super Saiyan… This idea popped into Lou Cheng’s mind inexplicably.

“Wu Sheng” Qian Donglou and “Dragon King” have played countless times, and they know each other quite well. They have long since lost the mentality of trying to make a move. Facing the attack, they slapped their palms sharply.

Boom!

A loud explosion of thunder seemed to roll in everyone’s heart, and the glass that shook several hundred meters away rattled, causing Yan Zheke’s heart to be beaten, his spirit to shake, and his attention to be difficult to concentrate.

At the same time as the thunderbolt, “Wu Sheng” separated his palms and pulled out a jumping purple thunder knife.

As soon as it appeared, it immediately slashed to the golden red flame that covered the surface of the “Dragon King”.

And Qian Donglou followed closely behind, silver and white lightning flashed all over his body, and the gods came close to the earth.

The fierce battle started, and the two powerhouses in the world were in full swing. Lou Cheng was so fascinated by it that he could not wait to imitate their every move and every change.

Compared with watching the live broadcast, watching the battle on the spot is more three-dimensional, and can better understand the power of the outer gangster, such as the sometimes trembling ground, the fire waves that can be felt through the heat-resistant glass, the deafening thunder…

After 20 minutes of this battle, the magma in the center of the “arena” had turned into a fountain, and “Dragon King” Chen Qitao was surrounded by balls of fireballs of gold, red, purple or white.

With his one-by-one attack, these fireballs merged one after another, condensed into a ball, and shrunk in his palm.

With a loud shout, the “Dragon King” stretched his arms, jumped high, and smashed with a punch.

Boom!

Lou Cheng’s reaction was very fast, and he reached out to cover Yan Zheke’s eyes first. At this moment, the position where the two powerful players were fighting lit up, causing the audience’s eyes to sting, blurred for a short time, and burst into tears. There seemed to be a round. The great sun has come here.

Boom!

Fire waves sprayed, and a small mushroom cloud rose into the sky, blooming to the fullest.

By the time Lou Cheng opened his eyes, the “Dragon King” had already beaten the “Wu Sheng” by half a trick, relying on the advantage of the home environment.

After watching the replay, thinking of the previous experience, Lou Cheng couldn’t bear it anymore and blurted out praise:

“Enjoyed!”

This is really a battle that makes the blood of the warriors boil!

Within the range of hundreds of meters, people are like gods!

Next, Taoist Wuguang, Taoist Yunyan, Ning Zitong “Queen Luo”, and Long Zhen “Optimus Prime” played out in succession. After five hard fights, the Dragon Tiger Club won three to two. It’s past twelve.

“It’s wonderful…” Yan Zheke looked at Lou Cheng excitedly and praised in a low voice.

“Well, it’s not for nothing, it’s more exciting than watching the live broadcast.” Lou Cheng glanced at the various traces on the front glass.

The two exchanged emotionally about today’s game and walked out of the box hand in hand.

At this moment, Yan Zheke, who was wandering with extreme eyes, pulled downstairs and pointed with his chin diagonally:

“Small wontons…”

Uh… Lou Cheng looked suspiciously, and saw the petite and youthful “selling wontons” girl holding a book and running over, the target was probably, maybe, like, eh, me?

What is she doing to me?

Don’t you know I’m “Schrödinger’s Tiger”?

Impossible, I never revealed that I was a Songshan University student, and I didn’t update anything about identity in the talk, how could they have guessed?

In a daze, the little girl “Sell, sell wontons” was already approaching, looked at Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke who were dazed and surprised, and smiled sweetly:

“Hello, Lou Cheng.”

That’s right, she recognized me as Lou Cheng, so it’s normal to come over and ask for an autograph… Lou Cheng felt that he understood the truth and responded with a smile: “Hello.”

“Sell, sell wontons” explained embarrassedly: “We didn’t recognize you wearing these glasses, but we still saw it…”

She didn’t go on, just glanced at Yan Zheke.

Girls who are beautiful and have their own characteristics are also easy to be recognized!

“Understood.” Lou Cheng looked at his daughter-in-law with a bit of teasing, and she glared back.

“Sell, sell wontons” smiled again, and pointed to the “Plumber Eating Mushrooms”, “The Pig Rider” and others behind him and said:

“We are from the Dragon Tiger Club Forum, you should know those two, right?”

She was talking about “Road to the Ring” and “One Punch Invincible”.

“I know, my memory is not that bad, the Xiaowu Sheng ring competition has a special meaning in my heart.” Lou Cheng chuckled lightly.

He couldn’t understand what the little wonton was doing.

“He remembers!” “Sell, sell wontons” shouted excitedly, then turned around and said sincerely, “Since that time, many of us have been optimistic about you, and have seen you grow up step by step, leading Song Da Wu Dao. The club has won the national championship, and we truly believe that you are the arrogance of the world, and you can become a superpower in the future.”

“After confirming that it was you before the game, we posted on the forum and made a call, and many forum members responded.”

Having said this, she paused, raised the book in her hand, and on it were the names of “Selling, Selling Wontons”, “Piggy Rider”, “Road to the Ring”, etc., and bowed:

“On behalf of ourselves and some of the fans of the Dragon Tiger Club, we would like to make a request to you. If, if you do not return to the Ice God Sect in the future, can you consider the Dragon Tiger Club first? We really like you! Brilliant here!”

When “Little Wonton” took this pose, friends from “Road to the Ring”, “One Punch Invincible” and “Above the Sky” did the same with her, not talking about others but expressing themselves.

Lou Cheng was suddenly a little moved, and because of the fact that someone he was familiar with did this, he felt a little more subtle. He smiled and said:

“I can’t guarantee anything, I can only say that you all know that I am a fan of Dragon Tiger.”

He reached out and took the autograph.

“Little Wonton” smiled brilliantly:

“Thank you, thank you! We will post a ‘Lou Cheng Long Hu’ topic on Weibo until you make a choice!”

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand, ran back happily, and gave a high five with “Road to the Ring” and others.

Lou Cheng took a deep look at them, took the book, pulled the little fairy, and walked out of the arena.

“I’m also a fan of Dragon Tiger…” Yan Zheke suddenly whispered.

Lou Cheng looked over, and the two smiled at each other, tacit understanding.

When they were far away from here, the “Little Wonton” who was still excitedly communicating about the matter suddenly squeaked:

“I’m stupid! I forgot to sign, and I forgot to ask Lou Cheng if he has an account on our forum!”

…………

After lunch, back to the hotel, Yan Zheke went to the bathroom and removed the sunscreen on his face, neck, arms, legs and feet. Lou Cheng took a pillow behind him, sat leisurely on the bed, brushed In the group of the Dragon Tiger Club, there are petition books sent by friends such as “Selling, Selling Wontons”.

“Haha, Xiaolong is really considerate, he helped me and Lou Cheng take a photo!” At this time, the little girl, “Selling wontons,” was showing off.

The so-called group photo was the scene when she explained to Lou Cheng what was going on, and it was captured. Therefore, she herself only had her back with a ponytail.

However, the little girl didn’t mind this, and even said happily, “No need for beauty!”

“Hate you!” I heard in the group before that Mian Jizhong met Lou Cheng’s “Huan Fan” and said “Tears”.

“Sell, sell wontons.” “Look at her weakly.” She said, “I originally wanted to ask for an autograph for you, but I was so nervous that I forgot everything except business…”

“Break out!” “Huan Fan” “covered his ears and shook his head”.

“What’s the position of breaking up the relationship?”

He is completely two people in reality and the Internet. According to the saying of “Little Wonton”, he doesn’t talk much.

“I hate you…” “Huan Fan” repeated it, and then @ “Dragon King of the World”, “Xiaolong, Xiaolong, what state has my idol reached?”

“How can I see that? Even the outer gang powerhouses can’t judge the specific level of the Dan realm just from the appearance, unless the qi is drawn and the tit-for-tat.” In less than three months after the end, he has pushed his physical fitness and martial arts moves to the top sixth-grade level at most.”

“Isn’t that Bai Xiaosheng’s chances of winning are higher?” “Road to the Ring” asked with great interest.

“There are still more than five months, and Loujing himself has awakened his ability again. Before the end of the year, there is still some hope for inhumans.” “Unparalleled Dragon King” answered pertinently.

“Hey, I’m a little worried. If Bai Xiaosheng wins, my idol will definitely be very unhappy.” “Huan Fan” was watched by his parents, and he couldn’t participate in the face-to-face basis, so he had to madly brush his presence in the group.

“Hey, what’s there to worry about, the year before last, no, in January last year, Lou Cheng and I were not much different… Today, I haven’t even touched the threshold of the Pill Realm, and they are hitting the Inhuman Realm. Even if it doesn’t work at the end of the year and is ridiculed a little, next year can still complete the transformation and fight back against the slanders.” “One Punch Invincible” said with great emotion.

“Don’t talk about this, count the time. When Xiaofan is admitted to the university, you will see Lou Cheng playing on behalf of our Dragon Tiger Club!” “Sell, sell wontons” cheered at the speed that he thought was the most ideal. “When the time comes, you will be admitted to Huacheng!”

As she spoke, she “sighed” again and said, “I always felt that my psychological quality was very good, but… I thought that Lou Cheng might be a fan of our Dragon Tiger Club, so I planned to ask him if he had an account on the forum. , if not, let him register one…”

“If he registers, I will give him the title of altar grass!” “One Punch Invincible” and “Han Xiao” said.

“Ahhhh, Xiaofan, I’m sorry, I didn’t get an autograph!” “Sell, sell wontons” was completely talking to himself, and he didn’t care how others responded.

“Touch the little wonton, don’t be sad, these tasks can be handed over to Xiao Changye, she has already mixed into the Songda Martial Arts Club!” “Huan Fan” comforted the good friend Ji.

“That’s right, and Lou Cheng’s signature is worthless, the words are too ugly (hands are funny).” Lou Cheng couldn’t help but slapped himself.

“Sell, sell wontons” and “Huan Fan” answered almost at the same time:

“We just love it!”

“That’s called personality!”

“Haha, tiger, don’t reason with girls at this time.” “The Pig Rider” laughed, “I posted Lou Cheng’s response on the forum, and everyone is very enthusiastic. The future of Shangqing is Peng Leyun, Kongtong has Ren Li, Daxing Temple has already left Zhihai and Shishan, and we have to have Loucheng.”

“I just don’t know when he will be able to reach the Inhuman, and whether he has the potential to impact the outer gang…” “Plumber eats mushrooms” said a little worriedly.

A good seedling does not necessarily grow into a big tree.

The saying that the future belongs to you is often poisonous…

While talking with Lou Cheng, Yan Zheke wore the slippers provided by the hotel, walked out of the bathroom, glanced at the petition book, and said with a smile, “Does it feel complicated?”

“Well, I’m embarrassed to say that I’m Schrödinger’s tiger…” Lou Cheng replied with a sigh.

After saying a few words about the matter, Yan Zheke curled up with one leg and sat reclining on the edge of the bed with one leg hanging down, swiped Weibo and news, and shouted with interest:

“Orange, orange, come and see, the Dragon King is so handsome and stylish…”

Lou Cheng leaned over and found that this was exactly the picture captured by the “Dragon King” after his ultimate move. The golden and red flames jumped, the muscles showed the most perfect proportions, and the sense of power was full.

“Yeah.” He complimented.

“And this… this… The Dragon King looks so young and has a special taste…” Yan Zheke read out the words of praise for the “Dragon King” in news reports from time to time.

Lou Cheng listened to the little fairy, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Originally, his daughter-in-law worshipped the Dragon King, but he didn’t think there was anything. Instead, he believed that the two sides had a common language. But after watching the battle, he suddenly found that the Dragon King was twelve or thirteen years older than himself, and he was much more handsome than himself. He is much taller, and in the future, he may enter the Dragon Tiger Club, and he is no longer two worlds, and there is an intersection…

The mood suddenly became dull, and Lou Cheng slowly fell silent.

Most of the girls are more sensitive, Yan Zheke shared, suddenly raised his head, looked at Lou Cheng in confusion, blinked twice and said:

“Orange, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing…” Lou Cheng took his mobile phone and pretended to be browsing the forum by the way.

Yan Zheke pursed his lips and looked at him suspiciously. Recalling the situation just now, the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up, his dimples were smiling, and he whispered in surprise and joy:

“Orange, are you jealous?”

“No way.” Lou Cheng subconsciously retorted.

Yan Zheke changed his posture, knelt beside him, looked at his face with a smile, and said to himself:

“I just worship the Dragon King’s spirit of never admit defeat. As an idol, his ego, publicity and preoccupation are all cute and cute, but if the distance is narrowed, I don’t like such a person!”

“Also, I’ve always been the kind that I like rationally. Do you think I rarely repost and comment on Dragon King’s news?”

“I’m not jealous.” Lou Cheng unconsciously had a smile on his face and denied it a little embarrassedly.

Yan Zheke pursed his lips and snickered, raised the three fingers of his right hand, and said playfully:

“I swear, I won’t worship the Dragon King so much in the future.”

“I swear, there is only one idol I like the most, and that is Brother Chengzi, ‘Zhentianxian’~”

Lou Cheng burst out laughing and denied again:

“I’m really not jealous, can I be jealous about this kind of thing?”

Yan Zheke’s beautiful eyes were full of anticipation, she covered her mouth and smiled:

“Chengzi, you look so cute when you’re jealous…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Lou Cheng, who was “infuriated”, threw herself onto the bed.

“Wash… um, wash…”

In the intermittent sound, the girl’s slippers fell off, and her slender toes curled and stretched.

In the next day and a half, the arrangement of the two of them was adjusted. Morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, and supper, the five meals a day remained the same, but the time to practice speaking was much shorter.

On July 18, Lou Cheng, who was full of pride and satisfaction, held his luggage and waited for the girl to come out of the bathroom, ready to check out and go home.

A few minutes later, Yan Zheke opened the door and walked out, her face turning pale, she pursed her lips and said:

“I’m coming to auntie…”

“I know, I have prepared brown sugar ginger tea for you. Come, let me knead it for you.” Lou Cheng shook the thermos cup in his hand.

Yan Zheke bit her pink lips lightly, her emotions seemed to fluctuate, she couldn’t help but whispered:

“What do you know, you don’t know anything…”

“Ah…” Lou Cheng looked at classmate Ke Xiaoke blankly, not understanding why she suddenly lost her temper.

At this moment, Yan Zheke came back to his senses, and the corner of his mouth reluctantly outlined:

“Orange, I was in a bad mood just now, I didn’t want to say something to you…”

“Understood, during the aunt’s time.” Lou Cheng suddenly realized.

You don’t understand anything… Yan Zheke put his right hand on his waist, lowered his eyes, looked at his toes, and whispered silently.

That crazy idea didn’t come to fruition…

God won’t let me stay…

Next, according to the plan, go to Songcheng to complete the procedures, and say goodbye in early August…

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