The referee's voice entered his ears, and Lou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the sharp pain in his left shoulder, the tremor of his body, and the twitching of his head poured into his heart at the same time.

Looking at Huang Ke standing outside the line like a javelin, looking at the audience seats rising up behind him, and looking at the dense figures one after another, Lou Cheng suddenly sighed a little, remembering the scene when he saw this "gun king" for the first time.

It was before the Chinese New Year of his sophomore year, on behalf of the Ice God Sect, he went to Haixi Gate to return the salute, although Huang Ke at that time was as silent as ever, but his momentum was hidden, and just his ordinary gaze could make people feel cold.

Unconsciously, four years have passed, and if he is the same as he was at the beginning, no, even if he is just a person who has not experienced a few rounds of fierce battles before the start of the "Martial Holy War", today's result will be reversed.

It's a pity that time is the most ruthless, even if it is a strong person, it is difficult to compete, forty-five years old and forty-nine years old seem not much different, but in fact, such as people drinking water, cold and warm self-knowledge, one is still at the peak, and the other slowly sees the downhill road, especially in terms of spiritual recovery.

Since ancient times, beauties have been like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world...... Lou Cheng secretly sighed, endured the discomfort of his body, and solemnly bowed to Huang Ke.

To a generation of gun kings.

At this moment, he understood the desire of the top outsiders for the forbidden realm like never before, no one wanted to watch themselves weaken a little bit, no one wanted to feel the slow but uncontrollable process of deterioration of the once abundant spirit and powerful body, no one wanted to experience the fact that what could be done in the past was now beginning to be difficult and impossible to complete.

The stronger the peak period, the more serious this loss, this panic, and this helplessness become!

Only by entering the realm of the gods can we keep all this until death comes.

Huang Ke recovered his expression, returned the salute with a glance, and then walked back to the arena and came to the "Ice Musket" that flew to the ground.

He didn't stir the spear with his toes, nor did he rely on means such as the Ice Spirit Divine Light, but slowly bent down, reached out and grabbed the shaft, and lifted it.

With two taps, he carried the ice cockroach behind him, and walked over Lou Cheng step by step, walking towards the exit, his spine straight, as usual.

"The years are not forgiving......" Lu Yan, who was watching the battle in the VIP box, sighed.

He is a few years younger than Huang Ke, and in two or three years, he will inevitably embark on the same path, and it is inevitable that he will feel some empathy.

Not only him, don't look at the "Qilin" Dong Baxian, the "Divine Sword" Road Forever seems to have a second spring in the past two years, and they have made further progress, but they are also forty-three or four, and after five years, if they can't break through, they will be like today's "Gun King" and today's "Lion King".

The years are urging people to grow old!

And the "taboo" is not easy to achieve, since Lin Zhongxun Lin Lao sat down, there is only one old man in the huge Chinese country.

Ten years ago, the "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou was called the "taboo" of the future, but now he still hasn't been able to step into that field.

Of course, he and the "Dragon King" are recognized taboos, maybe three years, maybe five years, they can break through, as for Dong Baxian, Lu Yongyong and others, hope can only be said to be there, but it is definitely not big.

As for the one who can maintain his peak after half a hundred, there is only one for decades, and that is the lord of Shushan Zhaizhai, the "Sword King" Wu Chen, but even so, he participates in the title battle at most twice a year.

Ning Zitong, who was waiting for the "Queen Luo" to play, also shook his head and sighed in the special lounge.

"Gun King" almost did the ultimate in what he could, but in the end he was defeated, one is that the years have passed, and the peak level is difficult to maintain for too long, especially in details such as mental recovery, and the other is that Lou Cheng is indeed a super-first-class in actual combat, always able to surprise, always find the key, and what is even more terrifying is that he is still very young, and he still has enough room for growth!

I wonder what the "Dragon King" will say about this game? How will he evaluate the "Gun King" and Lou Cheng?

"I don't know myself, I don't know who I am. Chen Qitao stood at the entrance and exit of the VIP box and said in a slow tone.

He had already finished the game and took care of his injuries and came here to watch the game.

"I don't know myself, I don't know who I ......" Lu Yan read silently for two years, knowing that "Dragon King" refers to Huang Ke, the "King of Guns".

It's not vicious, but it's definitely heart-wrenching.

The two assistants next to him also heard the hidden meaning, and automatically converted the evaluation of "Dragon King" into Internet terms:

How old are you Huang Ke this year, you have fought a few fierce battles, how is your mental recovery, and you don't have a lot of pressure in your heart?

Keeping everywhere and hiding the margin, isn't it running all the way in the direction of a protracted war?

And what do you think about fighting a protracted battle with a young man in his twenties, known for his physical perversion, and who knows the "nine-character formula"?

This is neither knowing oneself nor the other.

The thought turned, Lu Yan didn't speak again, maintaining his usual seriousness, but in his heart, he understood Huang Ke's approach very well.

Who will serve the old?

"However, it is easy to have problems if you don't spare any effort to build a building. Guo Jie next to him thought for a long time and spoke out in doubt.

Chen Qitao looked at the ring and replied without any waves:

"When you should stay, you should stay, and when you should advance. ”

Hearing this, Guo Jie Huo Ran realized and nodded slightly.

"Dragon King" means that in normal times, you really have to leave a margin to guard against accidents, but once you find an opportunity, you must grasp it regardless of whether you die or I die, to continue, to squeeze every bit of strength, just like Lou Cheng overturned the "God Cutting Knife" a few months ago.

The "gun king" just now was so stable that it lasted too long, exposing his own problems.

This may also be one of the manifestations of getting older......

In the other VIP box, Dong Baxian, who was tall and had his hair tied in a bun, leisurely turned four walnuts and listened to Wang Qu, Lin Shuyao and others discuss the battle just now.

After a long time, he smiled and sighed:

"There is a dragon in front and a tiger in the back. ”

There is a "dragon king" in front of you who needs to catch up, and there is a building in a hurry to come!

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

"This, this, this ......" Cai Zongming was once again confused by Lou Chengyu's last few turnovers, "This" said after a long time, "Your explanation can't find a better language to praise!"

"Wow, that's so honest!"

"This compliment is so noble that it is simple!"

"It's rare to see that you don't play tricks. ”

"Actually, I feel the same way as you!"

......

Seeing these barrages, Cai Zongming smiled, and changed his words:

"We don't praise, we describe it with facts!"

"It's a coincidence to beat one super-first, it's an accident to beat two, and what's it to beat a third?"

"It's a real level, a real strength!"

"In the future, all title battles, when it comes to popularity, seeds, and super-first-class, they all have to be added!"

......

The audience was dumbfounded, and it took a while before the barrage appeared:

"Is this called no language?"

"You can speak such a big bunch without language, and you can still speak people's blood, if you really have language, you can't go to heaven?"

"Mouth cannon changes the world!"

"Haha, that's a good point, we are witnessing a miracle, we were born late, and we missed the journey of the martial saint to the martial saint, but fortunately we caught up with the road of Lou Cheng for Lou Cheng!"

"Hey, brother in front, it feels asymmetrical. ”

"Who told him that he didn't have a nice nickname? ”

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

In Lou Cheng's fan forum, Yan Xiaoling, who was so excited that she knocked over the food on the computer keyboard, was busy cleaning up for a while, and finally calmed down a little, and said solemnly:

"The matter of thinking of a nickname for the senior must be put on the agenda! As a super-first-class, as a strong title in the future, how can you not have an eye-catching and good-sounding nickname!"

"Phantom Fan" came out and said:

"Don't be in a hurry, watch the news first, I'm happy to die!"

it, forget about it...... Yan Xiaoling hurriedly clicked on other apps and refreshed them.

Immediately after, a series of headlines came into her eyes:

"The new 'Dragon King' has appeared, what about the new 'Martial Saint'?"

"The alternation of the old and the new, the unchanging law of martial arts. ”

"I seem to have seen the arrival of an era called 'Lou Cheng'. ”

"This is still the first year of Lou Cheng, and he can't imagine it in the second and third years!"

Blow, blow, keep blowing! Yan Xiaoling's heart fluttered.

While waiting for Lou Cheng to have a minor operation to treat the wound on his left shoulder, Yan Zheke from Kangcheng also looked at the bed with a smile like a flower, his eyes shining with starlight, rolling from time to time and changing his posture.

When Lou Cheng dealt with her injuries and sent a message, she coughed lightly and typed with both hands:

"Hand over the microphone, how do you feel?"

"Well, it's a bit like punching Nanshan Nursing Home......" Lou Cheng replied truthfully, and then "sighed" and said, "And this time the injury is more serious, even if you use the word 'Pro' to assist, you can recover most of it in a day or two, and when you enter four, your left arm is estimated to be still not very convenient." ”

Yan Zheke hurriedly "touched his head" and said:

"Don't worry! When it comes to the quarterfinals, except for a few, there must be more or less residual injuries, and with the protection of Coach Yan's character, you will definitely be able to draw a good lot!"