In the face of An Chaoyang's request, Ge Lie, the coach of the martial arts club of Huahai University, who is often privately ridiculed by the players as an "Akarin" man, pushed his glasses and said:

"Good. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

He is the coach of the martial arts circle of the mixed university for many years, and like Huang Qing in Shanbei, he is better at teaching newcomers, instructing the level of refining and martial artists who have just entered the Dan realm, and he is obviously inexperienced in the pride of the heavens who rarely appeared in this circle in the past.

With the consent of the coach, An Chaoyang, who had his hair tied, slowly stood up, looked around the locker room, and smiled at Park Yuan, Xing Jingjing and others like a casual smile:

"Time flies so fast, it's my senior year in the blink of an eye, and in less than three months, I have to go to the star poster, and I have to say goodbye to everyone. ”

"I still remember my freshman year, when I first entered the school, I was still a vocational nine, except for the arrogance, nothing, thanks to the brothers and sisters with the greatest kindness to accept, I was able to grow step by step, and I stepped into the Dan realm before the national competition that year, and together with everyone I held the 'Feitian Cup', which symbolizes the highest honor of our circle. ”

To this day, I can still vividly remember the scene at that time, the touching of everyone's best efforts, the sweat and tears they shed, and the indescribable ecstasy at the end. ”

"It all seems to have happened yesterday, but the senior brothers and sisters and the other teammates of my current class have already left here and are moving towards the next journey of life. ”

"To say something that may be a bit hypocritical, I feel that I can't give up, I want to start and finish well, I want to share that ultimate joy and emotion with you, I want to pass on the 'gene' of the champion to you, to the younger brothers and sisters one after another, I want to tell you a word. ”

He paused, his sentimental expression suddenly solemn, and his voice became louder abruptly:

"We are champions!"

Park Yuan, Zhang Dongliang and the others heard their own feelings, and even the cold Xing Jingjing also rippled their eyes, their hearts were boiling, and they shouted in unison with An Chaoyang:

"We are champions!"

We want to regain our lost honor!

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

In the dressing room of the Songda Martial Arts Club, seeing Lou Cheng taking the initiative to fight, Old Man Shi sighed:

"It's good to be young, think about it back then, hey, forget it, the hero doesn't mention the courage of the year, go, go and win the most vital victory for everyone!"

"Yes, Master!" Lou Chengzhuang nodded, and his spirit seemed to turn into substance and rush out.

Old man Shi coughed twice and looked at Lin Que, Yan Zheke and the others:

"I don't need to say enough about the importance of this game, right?"

"No!" As if infected by Lou Cheng's invitation, Lin Que also followed Cai Zongming and opened his mouth and replied excitedly.

"It's okay if you don't have to, I'll just say one more thing, old man, don't look down on Hua Hai, don't be scared, if you want to get the highest honor, you are destined to overturn one previous champion after another!" Old man Shi said in a rare and serious manner.

"Hmm!" Lou Cheng nodded vigorously and formed a circle again, his left hand on the shoulder of the person next to him, and his right hand stretched out to the center, overlapping each other.

Glancing at each other, they first pressed down, then withdrew their hands, and shouted, shouting out the nervousness and excitement in their hearts:

"Victory!"

After venting most of his negative emotions, Old Man Shi turned around and opened the door of the locker room and walked out slowly.

Just as Lou Cheng was about to follow, he was pulled by Yan Zheke and couldn't help but pause.

"What's wrong?" Lou Cheng asked in a low voice.

The two fell to the end, covered by the figure of their teammates in front of them, Yan Zheke didn't say anything, grabbed Lou Cheng's clothes with both hands, stood on tiptoe, and his pink lips were printed on his mouth.

The fragrant tongue secretly spit out, actively entangled, the girl enthusiastically kissed for a few seconds, and then retreated, her face was flushed, her eyes were shining, and she clenched her fists and shouted:

"Come on, dear!"

Lou Cheng was still dazed by the sudden tenderness, he didn't react for a while, he didn't react to what was going on, he was stunned for two seconds before he understood Yan Zheke's intentions, and immediately said in surprise:

"Come on, honey!"

Looking at the girl's watery lips, he retracted his gaze with difficulty, and quickly followed Lin Hua and them with Yan Zheke, almost falling behind.

Hmm, it feels like I've been beaten up...... The corners of Lou Cheng's mouth were outlined, and every step became more and more calm, turning a blind eye to Cai Zongming's ridicule of squeezing his eyebrows.

At this time, the sound of small horns around continued one after another, and a tsunami-like heat wave was set off in the martial arts venue.

When Songda and Hua Hai were seated, the gray-haired referee appeared in the center of the ring in a black martial arts uniform, beckoning to both sides, and the announcer shouted cooperatively:

"The match between the Huahai University Martial Arts Club and the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club begins. ”

"In the first game, An Chaoyang, Lou Cheng!"

There was a boom, cheers erupted, and a plane seemed to pass at low altitude in the venue.

Brush!

Lou Cheng pulled down the chain of his clothes, took off his thin coat, and Huo Ran stood up.

On the other side, An Chaoyang slowly got up, and the white towel on his shoulder flew and fell.

The battle of Tianjiao is about to start!

After slapping their palms with Yan Zhe Kelin Que, Lou Cheng walked to the stone steps step by step in a continuous flash, and with each step, his will was erected, and his momentum also rose by a point, and An Chaoyang was restrained, and the closer he got to the ring, the more restrained he became.

When they climbed up and saw each other, their eyes suddenly flashed.

In An Chaoyang's feelings, Lou Cheng is like a towering and calm and heavy snow-capped mountain, approaching him inch by inch in the whistling and tragic north wind, revealing the "posture" that can make herdsmen prostrate and worship, and in Lou Cheng's heart, An Chaoyang is like a boundless sea, with light waves, encompassing everything and engulfing everything!

Syllable!

The two made eye contact, and the half-air engine seemed to turn into an electric spark.

This is a battle of momentum, this is a contest of wills!

The pace of the two became heavier at the same time, and the spirit locked on each other, and slowly came to the predetermined position, forgetting the referee, forgetting that there was still the so-called dialogue time.

Three minutes passed, none of them had the upper hand, and the referee raised his right hand and said in a loud voice:

"Let's go!"

The sound was still in his ears, and Lou Cheng, who had already sketched the ancient characters in his mind, raised his hands suddenly, made a seal, and shouted in a low voice:

"Okay!"

With a bang, his figure broke through the "air barrier", and in the blink of an eye, he smoothed out the distance of eight meters, appeared in front of An Chaoyang, and turned sideways, bulging his muscles, turning into a real iron mountain, leaning towards his opponent.

With such a speed and such an impact, let alone flesh and blood, even a tin man can't bear it!

As soon as it opened, Lou Cheng did his best, and with An Chaoyang's realm, it was too late to dodge!

Faced with this, An Chaoyang took a quick breath, reached his feet, guided his waist and back, and pressed out with his right arm thickly.

As soon as his palm touched Lou Cheng's left arm, he felt the terrifying power of the high-speed collision, and immediately squirmed his muscles, shrunk his fascia, and threw himself back, making a retreat.

Bang!

The moment Lou Cheng's leaning against the mountain was resisted, his waist and back were strong, and his right arm, which had been planned for a long time, was hidden and slammed into the chest and abdomen of the enemy on the left side with the momentum of rushing forward, his fists were filled with white gas, and the river in his mind was frozen.

Frost Strength!

In the close competition, An Chao couldn't dodge, so he could only rely on instinct to twitch the fascia of the two ribs, quickly raise his left arm, and stretched out his palm to block in front of Lou Cheng's fist.

The cold current is rushing, and the strength is infused, and An Chaoyang's muscles are about to freeze and dull his joints.

But at this time, Lou Cheng only felt that there seemed to be a boundless sea in the other party's body, and his "frost energy" immediately disappeared after pouring in, without the slightest ripple.

The core strength of the "Ministry of Water", "Wang Yang Jin"!

Just when the "Frost Strength" was resolved by the "Wang Yang Strength", An Chaoyang's palm against Lou Cheng's left arm suddenly highlighted the blue and black veins, and he was about to use his strength to grab it, tearing it hard!

Lou Cheng had already expected it, and he took a breath unhurriedly, and suddenly made the muscles and fascia of his left arm bulge, stretching out the opponent's five fingers, so that his strength could not penetrate deeply.

At the same time, Lou Cheng's thigh muscles lifted, and his toes had snapped straight into the enemy's knee joint, attacking his weak joint.

An Chaoyang seemed to "hear" the movement, kicked his legs in time, and blocked the opponent's surprise attack foot to foot.

Lou Cheng's upper body did not move, his legs were linked, and he kicked the enemy's knee and ankle joints like a storm, from the beginning to the present, he has been attacking, constantly attacking!

After two life-and-death struggles, he clearly knew that in the same level of competition, whoever takes the lead will be closer to victory, and the passive side has to pay more, or be more agile to have any hope of coming back.

One step at a time, one step at a time!

Bang bang bang! An Chaoyang is also crazy to pull his legs out, maybe relying on contact to listen to the strength, he can always block Lou Cheng's attack dangerously.

Seeing that it was difficult to succeed for a while, Lou Chenggang's left foot suddenly stepped on halfway, and then rebounded, he flicked his elbow, making his right arm bounce up, detached from An Chaoyang's left palm, and shot at his face.

This blow contains "Zhu Rongjin" and the release of the ability, once it hits in the air or is blocked by the opponent, it immediately erupts flames and burns into the enemy's face, forcing him to dodge in a hurry, exposing the flaw.

At this moment, An Chaoyang's hair exploded, sensing the danger, and tried to grab the palm of Lou Cheng's left arm, which should be grabbed and pushed, making the opponent's body shake back.

Immediately after, he exerted his strength in the waist and abdomen, and his other hand moved up, hitting the wrist of Lou Cheng's right fist in time.

Syllable!

Lou Cheng's fist was slanted by the back swing of his body and the upward plucking of his wrist, and the red flames grazed An Chaoyang's head and rushed into the air, scorching a few of his hairs.

The body shook back, Lou Cheng retreated, An Chaoyang saw that it was not easy to get back into the situation, of course, he immediately grabbed it and turned defense into offense.

However, as soon as he stepped out of his left foot, he felt that the landing was unusually slippery, and his body couldn't stop wanting to fall down!

Somehow, the ground between the two of them has condensed a layer of crystal ice!

Every kick Lou Cheng just now, when he landed, he shook out a frosty energy, and secretly created a trap.

Ice Department, Type 17, "Polar"!

This is one of those apps!

Lou Cheng's deliberate retreat was to dig a pit for An Chaoyang!

Sting!

An Chaoyang's left foot slipped, his center of gravity was lost, and his pupils immediately contracted and his qi and blood flowed back.

Although with the characteristics of the Dan realm, it is not difficult to control the body with the center of gravity such as mercury at this time, but he knows very well that the other party will immediately take advantage of the situation to attack, in that case, most of the self who has just regained his balance will not have time to exert his strength.

When An Chaoyang condensed his spirit in the dantian, Lou Cheng did not rush to attack, but Shi Shiran raised his hands, formed a seal, and exhaled solemnly:

"Bing!"

You have the potential to resist the secret method of mental attack, so I will choose to use everything you have when you contract in your lower abdomen!

"Bing!"

The atmosphere around was immediately miserable, and the coldness of the staggered soldiers was highlighted.

As soon as An Chaoyang's spirit erupted, he encountered this, and for a while he seemed to be in a desperate situation, and he was being shot by the enemy in line, and he couldn't help but shudder, his movements trembled, and the outbreak of the Dan realm passed out of thin air.

Syllable!

Lou Cheng hugged and let go, his right arm tightened, his fist came out, and he slammed into the opponent.

An Chaoyang is indeed strong, and in this case, he can barely raise his arms.

Bang!

As soon as the force exploded, he was beaten to the point that he lost his frame and retreated.

And how could Lou Cheng let go of this opportunity, strode forward, and continuously visualized the pictures of "the sky is cold and the earth is frozen" and "the river is frozen", raised his left arm, and made a "good drink" momentum!

Whew!

The audience gasped or screamed.

From the moment the referee shouted "start", they were almost out of breath by Lou Cheng's non-stop continuous attacks and hand-to-hand short punches between the two, for fear that in the blink of an eye, the fierce game would be over.

In this process, they only feel that they grasp the masculine and powerful style of active Lou Cheng's play, which has the essence of violent aesthetics, and they can't help but secrete adrenaline and tremble their hearts.

And now, Lou Cheng is even more ferocious to the point that he has no friends, and An Chaoyang seems to be about to lose!

"Between square inches, the realm of life and death ......" Regarding the previous battle between the two, the commentator Chen Sansheng sighed.

Yan Zheke's beautiful eyes were bright, and it seemed that only her boyfriend was left in her eyes.

As soon as An Chaoyang retreated, he saw Lou Cheng bullying the front, he understood that the victory or defeat was only in an instant, and immediately made a visualization, pulling fascia and squirming muscles.

Step on!

As soon as his feet sank, he suddenly stabilized his body, and the ring shook under his feet.

At this moment, he seemed to have turned into the earth and practiced as one with the ring!

However, the moment he stabilized his body, Lou Cheng's raised arm had turned into an iron rod and slashed down, not giving him a chance to dodge, nor giving him time to "hold back" and visualize a move!

Simplify the waigang, "drink it as a head"!

An Chaoyang seemed to have given up hope, only broke the jar and blew up his shoulder, lifted his right arm, and moved it up.

Burst!

As soon as Lou Cheng's fist hit the opponent's arm, he emitted a cold wave that froze his thoughts, and he felt that in that fleeting moment, An Chaoyang's qi, blood, spirit and strength began to contract.

The timing was so good that frost appeared on An Chaoyang's body, his eyes became sluggish, and the "strength and strength" was still ongoing!

All kinds of sensations exploded, the power of freezing was sprayed out, An Chaoyang immediately regained his senses, and even swelled his body, and rushed out of his left fist!

To resolve the "head drink" in this way, without the most accurate grasp of the timing of Lou Cheng's shot, it is impossible to do it, either it is late, the thinking is frozen, and it is impossible to make a "strong hold", or it is early, the cold wave has not yet entered, and it cannot be resolved in this way, and it is still sluggish!

"Youhu Circle Mirror Wisdom!" At this moment, a term popped up in Lou Cheng's mind.

This is a peerless study similar to the "Water Department" and its own "Ice Mirror", the most difficult kind of martial arts below Waigang!

Unexpectedly, An Chaoyang actually practiced!

It is worthy of being the "queen of meaning" pro-biography!

Syllable!

An Chaoyang's left fist was like a dragon, rushing out of the low-lying area, rushing out of the shallows, and attacking Lou Cheng with a swift posture.

Lou Cheng didn't have time to dodge and hug Dan, so he could only learn from the opponent just now, raise his arms, and forcibly resist.

Bang!

His body shook sharply, and he was about to retreat step by step, losing his shelf.

At this critical moment, Lou Cheng violently returned his qi and blood, sat down firmly on Jin Luan, and maintained his center of gravity.

An Chaoyang echoed his arm with the trend, and made a hug Dan again, making a "double explosion" with a continuous flow of water, shaking out his right hand, clenching his fist and smashing it urgently!

Lou Cheng knew that he couldn't hide, so Dan Jin snorted, his arm swelled, and he went up.

Bang!

In the muffled sound, An Chaoyang took the initiative and used his strength to fight again.

Three explosions, four explosions, five explosions, six explosions, Lou Cheng only felt that the opponent's attack was very similar to his own "Blizzard 24 Blows", one heavy one, one slammed one, and it had both the mellow and smooth flow of flowing water!

Seven explosions, eight explosions, nine explosions, and ten explosions, falling passively, Lou Cheng, who was not strong enough, was beaten back again and again by An Chaoyang's wave after wave of "flood momentum", and every step stepped out of the potholes, stepped out of the cracks, and stepped out of the footprints.

But in such a scene, he didn't panic, wasn't he just suppressed and beaten back?

I've already experienced the demolition that night, and there are no walls here to hurt my back and stop my retreat!

Eleven explosions, twelve explosions, thirteen explosions...... An Chaoyang hit fourteen consecutive explosions in one breath, the hairband on the top of his head broke, and the half-length hair fluttered in the air, Lou Cheng barely resisted, although he did not retreat, he made fourteen consecutive explosions-for-tat, and the place where the two passed was like being ploughed by a bomb!

"The momentum of victory and defeat has been reversed, it is worthy of An Chaoyang, and it is worthy of being a sleeping tiger!" In the live broadcast room, Chen Sansheng applauded.

Yan Zheke, Cai Zongming and others stood up at some point, looking at the ring nervously, and the audience's blood was stimulated more and more, and the cheers were deafening.

After the fourteenth consecutive explosions, An Chaoyang slowed down his fierce attack, changed his footwork, and kept punching and pushing his palms around Lou Cheng, and every blow was mixed with "Wang Yangjin".

Lou Cheng did not fall into decline, and responded alternately with "frost energy" and "Zhu Rong energy", but the cold wave and heat flow were tolerated and dissipated by the opponent's all-inclusive strength.

Of course, his strength is mixed with abilities, and he is stronger than his opponent, An Chaoyang's face gradually alternated between blue and white, and he was obviously still affected, and it was superimposed little by little!

And Lou Cheng was also eroded a little by "Wang Yangjin", and slowly had a feeling that his muscles and veins were swollen and his breathing was not smooth enough, as if he was sinking into the sea inch by inch!

Mizube, the fifteenth pose, "drowning"!

Faced with this, Lou Cheng tried several times to open up the situation with "Ice Burning" and "Snow Blank", etc., and breathed a sigh of relief, but An Chaoyang took the initiative and knew his moves quite well, so he never gave him a chance to escape.

Standing in the middle of the room, An Chaoyang glanced at the environment, and suddenly changed his playing style, visualizing the pictures of "the tide rising wildly" and "the dam collapsing".

Syllable!

The muscles of his whole body swelled, and he was a few points higher out of thin air, and his right fist was fiercely slammed out, and he hit straight ahead!

Lou Cheng took advantage of the opportunity of his visualization to make a "strong hug", condensed the drowning feeling, and then sprayed Dan Jin, swung his waist, and blasted out his thick right arm.

Bang!

The sound was amazing, echoing all around, and Lou Cheng, who was bursting out with all his might, was forced back two steps by An Chaoyang, who was useless to "hold back".

"Ministry of Water" simplifies the Waigang, flood!

Take its surging and unstoppable, drowning all the meaning!

It has no effect of freezing and paralyzing the enemy, only pure power, the power generated by stimulation, which exceeds the power of Dan Jin's spray!

Of course, this kind of move that stimulates qi and blood, An Chaoyang doesn't dare to use it more, at most three times in a game, for now, it's just right!

Syllable!

Lou Cheng took two steps back, stabilized his figure, and suddenly saw the edge line of the ring out of the corner of his eye.

Take a step back and you'll fall!

An Chaoyang endured it for so long, and it was because the environment was suitable now that he used to simplify the "flood" of Waigang!

He hurried to keep up, and in his mind first presented the scene of "the turbid water rolling in, and the water surface constantly rising", and then "the embankments on both sides of the bank were no longer able to bear it, and suddenly collapsed"!

Rumble!

The embankment collapsed, the "flood" surged, An Chaoyang once again rushed straight to the ground and burst out of his right fist, wanting to rely on that terrifying power to knock Lou Cheng down in the ring!

"Lou Cheng lost ......" In the live broadcast room, Chen Sansheng sighed.

Cai Zongming and the others held their breath for a moment, and Yan Zheke bit his lower lip tightly.

Countless thoughts flashed in Lou Cheng's heart, and behind him was the edge of failure.

He grasped one of these ideas and worked with his mind to create a picture of the red sun in the middle.

As soon as this terrifying and heavy "fireball" appeared, the heat flow in Lou Cheng's body began to condense, began to collapse, and began to huddle.

After an instant, the picture of Lou Cheng's visualization changed, and the fire god Zhu Rong, who was headed by a beast and a man, appeared on the red dragon, which suddenly calmed down the tyrannical fire and became controllable.

Syllable!

He landed his fist with his feet.

Rumble!

In the brief solidification of the two fists, An Chaoyang only felt that something in his body had exploded, his internal organs were rolling, his qi and blood were flowing turbulently, his mind was buzzing, and the smell of rust came out of his throat directly.

He didn't think about it, and immediately "held on to his strength" to resolve the shock from his body.

And Lou Cheng failed to resist the violence of the "flood", took two steps back, and fell out of the ring.

With a sigh of regret, his eyes were as calm as ice, and he turned in mid-air, concentrated all the remaining fire abilities in his right hand, and shook it off to the ground.

The "fireball" took shape and exploded towards the field.

Bang!

The ground next to the ring blasted into a crater, billowing up with smoke and shocking waves.

With the help of this, Lou Cheng adjusted his muscles, the gods rebounded and flew up like a god, and Dapeng returned to the ring like wings and pounced on the enemy!

In mid-air, he gathered most of the cold tide again, turned it into a cold light, and threw it at An Chaoyang, who was "holding back" to eliminate the implosion.

Immediately after, Lou Cheng Harrier turned over, stretched out his right arm, and slashed at the opponent, and in his mind, "the river is frozen", and the thunderclouds are shaking!

The light was white, and An Chaoyang, who was mentally shrunk, was directly hit, and hoarfrost condensed on the surface of his body, and ice froze, but he immediately sprayed thin Dan energy, swelling his body and cracking these.

In the sluggishness brought by the cold, he saw that in the midst of the smoke, Lou Cheng "fell from the sky" and threw himself in front of him, his right arm already approaching.

Flying immortals outside the sky, drink as a head!

Bang!

An Chaoyang subconsciously raised his hand to block and resisted Lou Cheng's fist, but his thoughts were immediately empty, and his thoughts seemed to be frozen.

Lou Cheng made a successful move, turned his fist into a press, took off again, turned his head, turned over the top of An Chaoyang's head, and put his hands on his temples from both sides.

Lou Cheng landed on his feet, only to feel that the cold wave, heat flow and spirit had been stolen to the empty building, which almost caused Jin Dan's imbalance again, and behind him, An Chaoyang was still standing there, facing outside the ring.

At this time, the referee withdrew his arms that he was trying to stop, raised his arms and shouted:

"In the first game, Lou Cheng won!"