Lou Chengding's small hotel near the train station was converted from a regular guest house, modeled after a youth hostel, and the price can be negotiated by bed rather than room, which is relatively cheap, which is suitable for students like him who have to save money. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, this small hotel is a little more upscale than the youth hostel, and according to online reviews, it is quieter and more formal, and not so complicated.

After jogging to the hotel for ten minutes, Lou Cheng registered his ID card and entered the room under the guidance of the waiter, which was a standard room with twin beds, and the one in the room was already occupied, and he was sleeping loudly, and he was not woken up by the sound of the door opening.

Lou Cheng frowned, but when he thought of the small hotel that was only a few dozen yuan, he stretched out again, and he got what he paid for, and he couldn't ask for too much.

When the waiter left, he locked his backpack and valuables in the cabinet of his bed, entered the bathroom lightly, brushed his teeth, took a shower, squatted in the pit, and finished all this before taking off his coat and jeans and lying on the bed.

The bed was not soft, but it was much better than the seat of the bullet train, soothing Lou Cheng's body from all the touches, allowing his emotions to slowly drift away.

A strange city, a strange place, a strange bed, everything is so unfamiliar, there seems to be no intersection with the past life.

The snoring is undulating, the wind is whistling outside the window, and the sound of the engine roaring can be heard from time to time.

Retracting his thoughts, he told himself to fall asleep as soon as possible, that there was a game tomorrow and that he had to be in the best mental state.

He sent a message to Yan Zheke, saying that he had arrived in Yanling safely, and then charged his mobile phone and pressed it under the pillow on the inside to avoid being stolen, and then, in order to combat the snoring noise, he hugged Yuan Shouyi, visualized and quiet, and let go of his thoughts in the slow rotation of the bright nebula.

Unconsciously fell asleep, but when half past five came, the biological clock urged, Lou Cheng woke up naturally, did not lie in bed, turned over neatly, and put on a * coat.

After brushing his teeth, washing his face with cold water, combing his hair, he regained his spirits, opened the cabinet, took out his things, rummaged through his backpack, changed the one inside into a navy blue "Dragon and Tiger Club" martial arts uniform, and then, with his luggage on his back, he tiptoed out of the room, went through the formalities under the surprised gaze of the front desk on duty, and went out of the door.

It's still dark at five o'clock in the morning in winter, and the stalls are not open, only a few cleaners are sweeping the snow nearby, but fortunately it's a big city, and there are street lights everywhere, illuminating the future in the biting cold wind.

took out his mobile phone, opened the map, searched for the route of the competition venue and the current location, Lou Cheng muttered:

"It's only over 20 kilometers, not very far, so I just ran over it as a morning exercise to warm up for the race. ”

The cleaning worker next to him raised his head and looked blankly at Lou Cheng, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

Even if you take a taxi, it's not close, is it?

After moving his muscles, Lou Cheng carried a backpack and ran up, facing the cold wind and breaking through the darkness, until the morning sun shone and the sun rose in the east, and the number of vehicles on the street gradually increased.

Less than seven o'clock, he arrived at the competition venue - Yanling City Martial Arts Hall, stood nearby Jingpile, practiced playing, completed the warm-up, and then found an early shop, ate five big fresh meat buns in one go, and drank a cup of soy milk with satisfaction.

At this time, the mobile phone rang, and Yan Zheke replied: "Lazy orange, get up quickly!

In an unfamiliar place, a familiar chat, a smile unconsciously appeared on Lou Cheng's face: "The handsome person has already gotten up! ”

"You fought so hard for the game, and you slept so late last night. Yan Zheke made a "touch his head" expression, "Are you in good spirits? If your appearance time is in the afternoon, you can find a place to sleep first." ”

"I'm nervous and excited, but I'm in good spirits. Lou Cheng truthfully described his state and made a smiling expression.

Yan Zheke didn't mention the topic of letting Lou Cheng behave well, and talked until he arrived at the airport, boarded the plane, and turned off the communication tools.

Lou Cheng put away his mobile phone, carried his backpack, came to the reception of the main committee of the event, lined up for a few minutes, and handed the invitation to the reception girl.

The delicate girl in light-colored glasses flipped through the invitation, typed the number into the computer, and checked the information.

"Could you please give me my ID card to verify. She glanced at Lou Cheng with a little curiosity.

There is no grade, the student is full of flavor, how did he get the invitation?

Lou Cheng flipped out his ID card and handed it over, and the reception girl carefully verified it several times before returning it, and gave a black medallion, half the size of a palm, with a phoenix relief on it, and the number "656" written on it.

"This is your number and appearance voucher, after entering the venue, go to each big screen to look at the matchup, find your opponent, the ring and the number of matches, go to the side in advance and wait, if you want more details about the opponent, you can go to the service desk to ask for it. The beautiful girl said seriously and responsibly.

"I'm sorry for you. Lou Cheng smiled and thanked him, "I'm sorry, ask another question, is there a place to store luggage?"

"Yes, find the help desk. The reception girl smiled standardly.

The Yanling City Martial Arts Hall is larger than Lou Cheng imagined, there are at least twenty or thirty thousand spectator seats, outside the huge ring in the center of the venue, the surrounding practice field is separated by white lines Nine simple rings, in the first few rounds, when there are many martial artists, ten rings will be played at the same time, one after another, and the most concerned part is arranged in the central ring.

When it came to the group stage, the simple ring was removed and only the central ring was played.

There are many large screens in the stadium for spectators from afar to use or replay the highlights, and at this time, as the page is turned to show the matchtable, Lou Cheng leans in front of one of them, looking for his name according to the number.

After turning a few pages on the screen, he finally saw himself:

"The seventh ring, the fifth game, 'No. 656' Lou Cheng, eighteen years old, no grade, 'No. 237' Liu Yinglong, twenty-two years old, amateur four grades. ”

I rubbed it, and as soon as I came, I met the master of the amateur four-grade ...... Lou Cheng was aggrieved for a while, although it was much better than directly meeting a strong person from the ninth or even eighth grade of the profession, but for himself, this was already a sign, and he was quite confident against the amateur seven, eight, and nine.

Do you really want to go on a round and change to go home today?

Forget it, just increase your combat experience!

In front of another screen, several men were also looking at the table.

"Eighteen years old, no rank, senior brother, you are really lucky. A mustachioed man wrapped in a dark down jacket smiled at the leader.

The leader was a young man of average height, with thick but messy eyebrows, and a forehead with pimple marks, and his most striking thing was the arms, which were much longer than normal, almost reaching the knees, which were quite exaggerated.

Facing the cheers of his younger brothers and sisters, Liu Yinglong shook his head calmly: "It's not worth being happy for the time being." ”

"Why don't you deserve to be happy? Senior brother, this is the best and best opponent, right? Eighteen years old, no rank!" A young girl in a martial arts uniform wondered.

Liu Yinglong took a deep breath: "There is another kind of person who is also eighteen years old and has no rank, and those disciples of the Great Martial Arts Association of the Great Sect disdain to participate in the amateur fixed product competition, so they are waiting to become a teacher once and set it as a career." ”

"yes. The initial mustache showed some concern, "Senior brother, let's go and ask for detailed information." ”

Ten rings at the same time, the audience naturally can't all appreciate, they will make a corresponding choice, and the standard of selection is to look at the matchup, according to the situation of the two sides to determine whether they are interested, whether the time is appropriate, and when there is a general goal, they will go to the service desk to ask for the details of the players, do the final selection, as for those highly valued martial artists and competitions, the service desk will also recommend to the audience.

Lou Cheng carried a big bag and lined up in front of one of the service desks, and while waiting, he took out his mobile phone and opened the web page, wanting to know how the draw between "The Road to the Ring" and "One Punch Invincible" was.

In the Dragon and Tiger Club forum, the live broadcast post of "Phoenix Cup Xiaowusheng Ring Match" has been established, and the "Road to the Ring" said with a funny expression: "Good luck, I have drawn an amateur seven-grade guy, it seems that I have the favor of the goddess of luck in this ring match, Xiaoquan is also okay, the opponent's amateur five-pin, and the gap with him is still quite obvious." ”

"Then you have to win glory for the forum, if you don't make it to the group stage, bring up the little brother under the crotch to see you!" "Always pure love Jun Okamoto" replied below.

Female IDs such as "The Grass and Trees in the World Are Beautiful" also cheered, and asked for "The Road to the Ring" and "One Punch Invincible" to explode.

"When we win this time, Bao Zhao!" replied a little smugly.

Lou Cheng bared his teeth, quite envious of their good luck.

Lined up in front of the service desk, he asked for the information of his opponent and himself, stored his backpack, and walked to the seventh ring while watching.

"Liu Yinglong, male, twenty-two years old, the eldest disciple of the White Ape Martial Arts Hall in Yanling City, only started practicing martial arts at the age of twenty, and is now an amateur four-grade, good at arm boxing...... "The more Lou Cheng looks, the more weak his heart becomes.

On the other side, Liu Yinglong also got the information, took a look, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I didn't meet that kind of monster, I just came to increase my actual combat experience, and I guess I am preparing for the new year's order competition." ”

The mustache in the dark down jacket glanced at it: "Songda students, why did you run so far to compete?"

"Maybe it's nearby. Liu Yinglong didn't care much and said, "Your opponents are relatively strong, so you have to cheer up and deal with it carefully." ”

............

When Lou Cheng found the seventh ring, the competition was close to starting, and the two martial artists in the first arena were in the ring, while the audience was sparse and sparse, only dotted with seats, and most of the eyes were on the central ring.

"It's a bit rewarding to watch the game up close...... he reassures himself.

At nine o'clock, a bell rang, and the "Phoenix Cup Little Martial Arts Tournament" officially began!