Chapter Thirty-Seven: Grow Stronger
The second game will start in 10 minutes.
On the stage, in the audience, Chen Shihu wiped a cold sweat and sighed: "Oops...... I thought Jianming would be a killer. ”
Wang Dazhu, who was on the side, grabbed a handful of popcorn in Chen Shihu's arms, and said while chewing: "It seems that he has grown up again!"
Chen Shihu understood.
Jianming ...... This martial artist seems to be growing all the time, and they are getting stronger and stronger.
Whether it's in mood or force.
Where can his potential take him in this martial arts conference......
This is the only thing the two of them care about now.
In the lounge, the autumn cicada is doing stretching and warm-up exercises.
Seeing that Jianming was back, he greeted him with a grinning face.
"Yo, you're back? ”
Jianming twisted his somewhat red and swollen arm, looked at the autumn cicada who was pouting his buttocks, and his hands were up to his feet, and said helplessly: "What's not bad, everyone has seen it in the first round, then again...... Can you please stop talking to me with your ass?"
Listening to Jianming's complaints, Qiu Cicada intensified.
He laughed and said, "Ah, that's it, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”
While constantly twisting his ass to approach Jianming.
Like a mischievous little child.
It wasn't until it was almost pasted on Jianming that Jianming finally couldn't help it.
He stretched out his hand, trying to stop the autumn cicada's ass from sticking to him.
But when he just stretched out his hand, Qiu Cicada seemed to notice it, and avoided Jianming's 'claws' by a fraction.
He turned around again and faced Jianming head-on.
With a handsome smile on his face, he slapped his hand on Jianming's outstretched hand.
"Next, I'm on, don't worry, I'm better than you. ”
Jianming, in the face of this autumn cicada who suddenly transformed from a metamorphosis to a hearty and handsome guy, is still a little uncomfortable.
For a while, it seemed to be petrified in place, and I didn't know what to say.
But............ The mood is indeed a lot lighter.
After all............ Just now, I was thinking about life and death.
"What's wrong, are you worried that you'll be defeated if you face me?"
Jianming weakly shook the outstretched hand, but it was firmly held by Qiu Cicada with five fingers, and waved it together.
"How can it be? I'm not going to lose to you again this time, even if I didn't lose to you last time. ”
Hahahaha.
The autumn cicada let go of her hand and smiled. The tear mole in the corner of the eye also swayed and was very conspicuous.
It seems that Jianming said some funny joke.
"Well, I'm going. ”
Jianming sat down and patted Qiu Cicada on the back.
"Martial arts are prosperous. ”
Watching the white back of the autumn cicada gradually walking out of the lounge.
Jianming also had to admit that since he had just entered the room, he had been suppressed by his skills.
Autumn cicada ...... In good condition.
And in the same way, it's the same as when I fought with myself before.
It seems that a man's agreement and belief make him stronger quickly. It's like a rebirth.
Now he ...... His body already exuded the aura of a strong man equal to that of a martial artist.
The next round will be against him...... It's definitely not going to be an easy win.
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Five minutes later, Jianming, who was watching the live game on the big screen in the lounge, put on a stunned and incredulous look.
Because now, the game, is over.
Strong...... It's too strong.
The game ended so quickly.
Even...... It's not even half of the break!
To find out what happened in this quick battle, we'll have to rewind the clock here and start with the moment when Autumn Cicada walked out of the break room five minutes ago.
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Walking through the dark corridor without lights, the autumn cicadas in white robes are like red apricots blooming on the winter snow.
Yu appeared in the spotlight in front of the audience.
For a martial artist, he is too beautiful.
He walked onto the field with a confident smile on his face that made him look even more attractive.
He looked around, thinking about changing the injustice of this country, and he looked at Wuzun Ye Chou.
Finally, the host's emotional introduction symbolized that the game was about to begin.
"Just now, one of the double walls of this year's academy has shown us exquisite martial arts skills!
"And now, the Martial Arts Conference has ushered in the second of its two walls!!He defeated the master Liu, who was known as the iron wall!"
"Rumor has it that its combat ability is even superior to that of the dragon Jianming!!!"
"Behind the beautiful appearance is the exquisite skill of the age!!!!!"
"Let's welcome ———— southwest corner !!"
"Autumn - Cicada —!!!!!!!!!"
The moderator's introduction is over. The audience immediately burst into loud cheers.
The voice was even louder than when Jianming had won.
Among them, there are many women's voices.
It seems that Qiu Cicada is very popular among the women of Penglai.
It's not surprising that looking at his face, even a man is inevitably half intoxicated.
But he himself didn't pay attention to these, but kept his eyes on it, looking at Ye Chou's direction.
After watching it for so long, I don't know if Ye Chou felt the hostility emanating from the autumn cicada.
He just smiled quietly, gracefully.
No one can see through his heart.
"Next ————!!"
The host's voice brought the autumn cicada back to its senses.
In the dimly lit corridor across from him, a figure stepped out.
Presumably that is his opponent.
"We've never seen a warrior like this!!"
"Up and down Penglai, almost only one person!!!!!"
"The person himself should be put on display in a historical museum!!"
"Its martial arts can be described as immortal arts! Its age can be described as turtle longevity!"
"Northeast Corner ————"
"[Turtle Immortal] ———— Chen Lao !!"
Qiu Cicada took her eyes off Ye Chou and shifted her gaze to the person opposite.
He didn't want to be intimidated by his opponent, no matter what kind of person he was, he was psychologically ready not to suffer.
Can...... When he saw the true face of that opponent, even he couldn't help but hide the surprise in his heart.
That...... Can it really be called an opponent?
Standing in front of the autumn cicada is a sixtieth year. No matter how you look at it, they are over sixty years old.
There should be people in their seventies and eighties.
The years have left their mark on his face, and every fold contains a story.
The sparse gray hair on the top of the head and around the ears is not the most shocking.
The most surprising thing is ...... His scrawny body was like a dry twig.
Skin that has lost its elasticity on the covered body. You can even see a few ribs clearly.
Just ask, such an old man is also a martial artist?
is also worthy of the upright and prime-aged, tough body of the autumn cicada?
It may be that the gaze betrayed him, and Qiu Cicada's behavior caused the other party's dissatisfaction.
"Young man, I advise you not to underestimate me. ”
As he spoke, Chen Lao's mouth revealed a few old teeth that had turned yellow.
There were still a few gaps in them, and it seemed that those few teeth did not accompany him to the end.
Noticing his gaffe, Qiu Cicada corrected his attitude.
But he hadn't yet admitted in his heart that this scrawny old man would be his opponent.
So he asked.
"Are you going to fight with that withering body?"
Chen Lao raised his brows when he heard this, and the nasolabial folds on his forehead became more.
He put on a look of disbelief and asked, "What else do you need?"
Autumn Cicada didn't know how to answer...... He thought it might be the unreasonableness of the elderly......
It's in the midst of all these thoughts............
"The game starts !!"
The game had already begun, but neither player had taken immediate action.
Qiu Cicada steadied herself, made up her mind, and planned to approach slowly like this, and then push the old man down.
That alone is almost deadly enough.
Looking at the autumn cicada that slowly wanted to come by himself step by step, Chen Lao was thoughtful.
Why...... Everyone is chasing a quick attack?
Why...... Everybody's looking for speed?
For the sake of a preemptive strike?
Why is everyone so obsessed with speed and first attack?
Life is too short, so why don't you take your time?
That's right...... Just like that, go at your own pace and take your time......
That's it.
Syllable.
Seeing that Qiu Cicada's hand was about to touch Chen Lao's shoulder, but Chen Lao's hand was not only when, but it had already lightly pressed on Qiu Cicada's wrist.
The movement is as natural as a butterfly swimming among the flowers, and its gentleness is like that of a feather.
The warmth of the soft palm makes you feel the light of spring.
That's fine.
Gently, slowly, push him down.
Autumn Cicada continued to exert force, but he found that he was no longer able to move, like a hound with a neck guard, unable to do anything.
!
Hands, can't move.
?
Why?
Scold.
Chen Lao smiled slightly, and the loose skin on his face swayed with it.
"It's no fun to end there, young man, I told you, didn't I?"
"I told you not to underestimate me, did you?"
!
Qiu Cicada stepped forward, and after the phase, she tried her best to pull her wrist out of Chen Lao's gentle hand.
Even the two forces of Tai Chi have been used, but they still can't achieve the goal they want.
It can even be said that there is no effect at all.
Chen Shihu, who was sitting on the stage, couldn't sit still.
He almost stood up to watch every bit of it on the big screen.
He knew it was jiu-jitsu......
Never seen it with my own eyes.
Near-'finished' ......
The ultimate 'soft'!
"If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you. ”
The next moment when the words fell, Qiu Cicada experienced an unprecedented feeling.
Unprecedented, weight.
The emaciated old man's body seemed to burst out with a volcanic eruption.
At the same time, Autumn Cicada felt as if her legs were filled with lead.
It seems to be carrying a ...... behind it A huge weight that is three times more important than its own body......