Inside the fan forum on the first floor.

"I have a hunch that the senior can go one step further this time and break into the top eight!" "The long night is coming," Yan Xiaoling said "aggressively".

"What a coincidence! I have this hunch too!" "Phantom Fan" "shook hands" and echoed.

The "Dragon King of the World" "sneered" and said, "You two have started to lose your character so early?"

"This is not like the 'Grandmaster War' in the early stage of the double-elimination system, there is still room for redemption if you lose one, if you really want to draw a strong opponent, it is not a strange thing to be eliminated in the first round, it is very important to save character!" "Bull Demon King" replied "funny".

"Plumbers eat mushrooms" analyzed: "This round is okay, it is relatively weak, the probability of drawing a strong enemy is low, and it is the time to fight for character from the second round." ”

"I suddenly found that character is really important...... "Good names have been gnawed by dogs", "Sitting blankly".

“...... I, I was wrong! I admit my mistake!" Yan Xiaoling had never cared about such a thing as face, and quickly changed the topic, "Then let's discuss the senior's future title of 'king', he has always said that his martial arts are 'cosmic starry sky flow', how about being called 'King of Zeus'? No, I thought it was the king...... Then, that's called the 'King of the Stars'! The King of the Stars, how nice it sounds!"

"What, Ape King?" "Always pure love Jun Okamoto" "plucked his ears" asked rhetorically.

"The Road to the Ring" followed with a smile: "What, salary king? I'll pass it, I'll pass it on, can't I pass on this fire?"

“...... You guys are going too far, every word has a bunch of homophones, don't care about those details! This is inevitable! Just like the 'Dragon King', isn't it easy to mistake it for the 'Deaf King'?" Yan Xiaoling said "slapping the table and stool".

As soon as these words came out, the forum suddenly quieted down, and no one replied for a full minute, which made Yan Xiaoling nervous.

"What about people?" she couldn't help but ask.

“...... Xiao Changye, don't go out recently, it's easy to be beaten ......" "Phantom Fan" sighed.

Yan Xiaoling "hid her face and sighed" and said: "I delete it, I delete it, can't I delete it?"

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

On May 11, Hexi City, on the eve of the draw for the second round of the "Martial Holy War".

Lou Cheng sat cross-legged on the bed, watching the TV in the hotel while chatting on Q.

In the first round, he won the Xuanwu faction Gou Wen, who was promoted in the same year, and he picked up a small bargain.

This is not to say that Gou Wen is very weak, as the leader of the new generation of the Xuanwu faction, she is not cultivating the "Water Ministry" or the "Xuanwu True Sword", because she belongs to the Miao people and has the talent of witchcraft, she has selected the plague remnants collected by the sect, whether it is the "Plague Messenger" who is surrounded by viruses and other things, making the enemy weaker and weaker the more they fight, or the deadly "Five Plague Poisonous Palm", or the ninth style "Emperor Lu One Finger Scorpion Tail Swinging", they are all already completed and close to the second grade.

It's a pity that what she encountered was Lou Cheng, and the "High Temperature Hell" of the Fire Department could minimize the effect of the "Plague Messenger", and the "shelling" coverage of the "Five Fires and Nine Turns" made it difficult for the Plague Department to come into contact with many of the masters, and finally had no choice but to lose.

Of course, this is not only because of the restraint of the style, but more importantly, Lou Cheng's strength has surpassed her by more than half a chip.

After replying to the little fairy, Lou Cheng switched to the group and saw Ren Li come up and say:

"Let's keep betting!"

"It's up to us to see who can make it to the end!

You seem to be haunted by the results of last time...... Lou Cheng laughed secretly, as if he saw Ren Li's never-ever dissatisfied, and replied concisely:

"Okay!"

"I'm fine. Peng Leyun followed.

An Chaoyang "sighed" and said:

"I can only wait for next year. ”

He ranked first in the "Martial Holy War" qualifiers, entered the main competition, and drew the "Dragon King" in the first round and accepted "guidance".

But what he means next year is that by this time next year, I should also be a waigang!

As soon as he finished speaking, the draw officially began, and there will be a few byes in this round, but Lou Cheng unfortunately heard his name in the first place:

"Dragon Tiger, Lou Cheng!"

Hey, don't know who it will be...... Lou Cheng cast his gaze on the TV screen.

A few seconds later, the guest took out another ball and said with a smile:

"Haiyuan, Long Zhen!"

Once the second main general of the Dragon Tiger Club!

Get close to the super-first-class powerhouse!

I'm rubbing, what a coincidence...... Lou Cheng picked up his mobile phone, pressed the virtual keyboard, and was about to send a message to his daughter-in-law, when he saw Ke Xiaoke's classmate "diagonally confused" and said:

"It's not that enemies don't get together!"

"But his enemy is the 'Dragon King'. Lou Cheng "laughed with tears".

Yan Zheke "looked at the sky and rolled his eyes" and said:

"Essentially, it's you...... You're taking his place, and everyone will inevitably compare you to him......"

"yes. Lou Cheng inexplicably has more expectations.

In last year's team practice, I didn't win against Long Zhen once!

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

In the hotel where the Abyss Club stays.

Long Zhen, who was more than two meters tall and stout, was sitting on the sofa, without even looking at TV, and was slowly burning his cigar.

Around him, the "witch" Qian Hui sat on the side, the "cheetah" Li Yuanqi paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and the "empty nester" Wu Molian smoked a cigar leisurely, calling and harassing old friends from time to time, looking lazy.

When the first round of the duel came out, Qian Hui, Li Yuanqi and others turned their eyes to Long Zhen, but found that this man with a smooth head and a vicious appearance did not see the slightest emotional ups and downs, and after enjoying a cigar slowly, he smiled and said:

"It's just that small. ”

He looked around and leaned back:

"If he is drawn this time next year, I really don't dare to pat my chest and guarantee it. ”

He took another puff on his cigar and exhaled the ethereal smoke and said:

"As for now, hey......"

"Yes, you are the one who wants to challenge the 'Dragon King', how can you be blocked by Lou Cheng. Wu Molian smiled when he saw the excitement.

Long Zhen didn't say anything more, laughed, and continued to enjoy his cigar.

After that, there were a lot of strong matchups, but due to the principle of seed avoidance, there was a temporary lack of classic competitions, and when it was over, there were several byes and directly entered the top thirty-two, including "Morning Star" Ren Li, including a certain Shangqing sect leader......

Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun were dumbfounded, and they deeply felt the difference between Ouhuang and non-chieftain.

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

In the afternoon of the next day, in the Gobi of Hanhai.

A place where weeds do not grow gravel and are black, surrounded by weathered stone pillars one after another, this does not seem to be the work of nature, but as if it was done by man.

This is the venue and the audience of the "Martial Holy War".

Of course, these stone pillars are not a short distance away from the desert, protected from the aftermath, and there are also masters of the Martial Arts Association "patrolling" around them.

As the contestant in the first battle, Lou Cheng came out of the tent (locker room) early, handed over his mobile phone and other personal belongings to Auman, and faced the blazing Gobi wind, step by step to the center of the "ring".

On the opposite side, Long Zhen was like a half-cut iron tower, walking slowly with steady footsteps.

He was dressed in a loose Sky Blue martial arts uniform, and his appearance alone could give people a lot of pressure.

Stopping at the predetermined position, Long Zhen looked at Lou Cheng and said with a slight smile:

"It's not an intra-team exercise. ”

I'm going to really give it my all!

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