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Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, he did not leave immediately, but looked at the local specialty roast duck opposite and swallowed his saliva, and silently recited two sentences: "The heavens will descend on the people, and they will suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, starve their skin, and starve their ......."

Laughing at himself, he took out his mobile phone and chatted with Yan Zheke, who was resting after dinner, for a while, and waited for the other party to start practicing martial arts before slowly swaying back to the martial arts venue.

Throughout the afternoon, he wandered through different rings, watching the fights of one martial artist after another, like a sponge thrown into water, hungry and thirsty to absorb the essence of various fighting styles, and deduce his own response in his mind.

Even when he was in high school, he knew that reading was the best way out, but he didn't have the initiative, dedication, and selflessness he has now, and he even forgot about shopping on forums, swiping Weibo topics, and watching video highlights.

After the competition, he returned to the hotel, took off his coat, and went to a nearby small park to turn today's little accumulation and harvest into a one-trick temper.

If you think about it a hundred times, it's better to practice it once!

The fist is like a cannon, the beating is like a hammer, Lou Cheng tears the air flow with a punch and a kick, with a crisp sound, very rhythmic rhythm, fierce and crazy, as if a violent storm is coming, practice to the hearty, every blow of his is more and more terrifying, the style is booming, just like a rolling torrent, whistling and rushing, condescending, drowning everything.

The sky is getting dark, the snowflakes are drifting, with Lou Cheng's moves and styles dancing in the air, suddenly, the sound of fists and feet around him converged, and his right palm was quickly slapped out, as fast as thunder, and the strength was half contained and half exposed, and it was closed as soon as it was captured.

As soon as this palm is closed, the left palm comes out again, and the two take over, with almost no gaps, intermingling with low kicks, weaving a soft and dense web of attacks.

If the "Great Avalanche" is Blizzard's most masculine and terrifying ferocity and madness, then this set of palms is Blizzard's most feminine and deadly ferocity and madness, which has been silently invaded from the beginning, and the "cold" that is so "fast" that it is almost impossible to avoid until it hits, it is powerless to solve!

The second "potential" of "Blizzard's twenty-four blows" is chilling to the bone!

After playing a few times, Lou Cheng collected the tricks, spit out a breath of turbidity, and turned into white smoke like arrows, this style of play is worthy of being derived from the "Ice Department", and every time he tempers himself, he can have a new harvest.

didn't care about going back to the hotel, he immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yan Zheke to share his joy.

"I also feel this way when I practice martial arts this afternoon, and this may be the charm of martial arts. Yan Zheke replied with a red-faced and smiling expression, "Woo woo, my cousin is going to take me shopping, I'm so tired (pitiful)." ”

Lou Cheng said with concern: "If you are tired, you won't go, and you will refuse her with righteousness." ”

Speaking of this, he joked again: "If you don't dare, I'll help you!"

"No, she said she wanted to treat me to something delicious, and I was tempted. Yan Zheke made a smile on his lips, "In shopping, my cousin and they are monsters, they don't get tired for three or four hours, and they feel like they're fighting with you." ”

Lou Cheng thought for a while, and made a five-body expression: "I think I will lose." ”

The body is not tired, but the spirit is tired!

After talking and laughing, after dinner, and back to the hotel, Lou Cheng took off his clothes, entered the bathroom, let the hot water pour down, and hit his body carefully, sweeping away all the dust and mental exhaustion.

He narrowed his eyes in comfort, and the water in front of him was thick and hazy.

Thinking of the experience of the past three days, Lou Cheng does have a feeling of dreaming, but his own growth is so real, it seems to be completing some kind of transformation, and maybe there is a little maturity brewing.

After taking a shower and drying his body, he busily washed his clothes - because he didn't change his clothes enough, and he didn't trust the laundry service of this small hotel, the martial arts uniform hadn't been washed for three days, and he calculated the time, just change the second set, and wait for the second set to wear it for another three or four days, even if this set didn't dry, he could go home in his daily clothes.

After doing all this, turning on the computer and downloading the video, he threw himself into the bed, fell into the softness, and felt the beauty of life.

Picking up the mobile phone and boarding QQ, Lou Cheng was about to chat with Yan Zheke who was shopping, when a familiar avatar sent a message.

Drip!

"Jiang Fat?" Lou Cheng muttered to himself.

This is Jiang Fei, his classmate and friend in high school, who was admitted to Guangnan.

The guy with the nickname "Jiang Fat" said: "Orange, when are you going to get home? ”

"I have four or five days left. Lou Cheng replied in general terms, "Who are you going to attend?"

Jiang Fei replied: "It's not decided yet, but it shouldn't be less, your school holiday is so late?"

"Something has been delayed. Lou Cheng didn't say anything about the Xiaowusheng Ring Competition, if Jiang Pang knew that he had become an amateur master, then most of his glasses would not be able to be saved, and after perfunctory this question, he sent another message: "Do you want to invite a teacher?"

Jiang Fei said: "I don't know, let's talk about it then, what kind of show to watch, if you go to sing K or something, the teachers are not good together, and you can call them to play cards and fish when you go to the farmhouse." ”

"Then you count me first, we haven't seen each other for a semester. Lou Cheng replied happily.

Jiang Fei returned with a wicked smile: "By the way, orange, tell you a gossip." ”

"What gossip?" Lou Cheng was also interested.

Jiang Fei said: "Hehe, when I came back, I met Du Liyu and got on the bus halfway and held hands with Song Li from the third class!"

Isn't the third class Yan Zheke's class? Lou Cheng's spirit was shocked, and he replied, "They have been admitted to a school?"

"Almost, two schools very close to the same city, come and go, and hook up, hehe, just in response to that sentence, I treat you as a fellow countryman, but you want to soak me!" Jiang Fei typed quickly.

Rub, knee arrow...... Lou Cheng wiped the non-existent cold sweat: "Jiang Fat, then what?"

"What else? I saw them, and they saw me, and their hands parted in an instant, so that I should not tell anyone else, but what is our relationship, it doesn't matter if we talk about it. Jiang Fei made a laughing expression.

Lou Cheng held his mobile phone, laughed, and replied: "How do you feel that you are a bad scenery, by the way, there are many beautiful women over there in Guangnan, aren't you in love?"

"Phew! There are many beauties, but our department is miserable, there are only five girls in the entire department this year, known as five golden flowers. Jiang Fei made a sad expression, "By the way, don't tell others about Du Liyu and them, otherwise they will talk about me." ”

While Lou Cheng was chatting with Jiang Fei, he had already sent a message to Yan Zheke:

"Let me tell you a gossip! Du Liyu from our class is in love with Song Li from your class!"

After sending the message, he saw Jiang Fei's advice, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

For me, how can Yan Zheke be considered someone else!

After a few minutes, Yan Zheke replied with a "dumbfounded" expression: "What? Song Li, this little girl is in love? When we chatted before, she didn't show any tone at all! I have to torture her!"

"Don't say I told you. Lou Cheng also followed suit.

The secret was spread by people like me and Jiang Fei...... I want to repent......

On the other side, Jiang Fei chatted for a few words and said, "Orange, Lao Cheng told me to go out to grill skewers and drink, and talk later." ”

Cheng Qili is another friend of Loucheng High School, and his friendship has become deeper and deeper because of his day trip.

"Go ahead, help me punch him, if I don't contact him, he won't contact me, and he never takes the initiative to chat!" Lou Cheng joked.

At that time, I only felt depressed and depressed in high school, but after a few months of college, I could look back on the past and experience the joy hidden in the heavy study, which was the most youthful period of my life.

Yan Zheke chatted and "tortured" while shopping, it was very hard, and it took a long time to reply to Lou Cheng with a "smug smile" expression: "Sure enough, it's true! They have been fine for two months, if you meet Du Liyu and have the opportunity to help me bully him, you will kidnap my dear back table without making a sound!"

"We had a meeting before the class. Lou Cheng sent a bad smile of "I can rest assured".

"We have it in our class, but I can't go......" Yan Zheke replied with a messy expression in the wind.

The two chatted with each other, warm and pleasant, Lou Cheng walked around and talked about it by the way, and read the content posted by his friends.

Suddenly, he saw that the head of the room, Zhao Qiang, had changed his QQ nickname to "Ze Scholar", and his signature had become "Thought Jianghua".

Belch...... Lou Cheng was stunned and decided to pretend not to see it.

He observed the time on his mobile phone, continued to chat with Yan Zheke, waited for his free time, opened the browser, and logged on to the official website of the Phoenix Cup Xiaowusheng Ring Tournament to browse the report of the game and the follow-up schedule.

In the highlights of the game, he saw his figure, got up with difficulty, and downloaded it with the computer, and the follow-up schedule, because there are only one hundred and three warriors left, there will be one bye in the fourth round of knockout tomorrow morning, and fifty-one battles will be held in five rings, and in the afternoon, there will be twelve warriors lucky to advance by bye and directly participate in the group stage, leaving forty players to fight each other and carry out the fifth round of elimination.

"Two matches a day, even if there is no bye in the afternoon, for me, the physical advantage will be maximized, without encountering the professional nine pins, it is not a problem to enter the group stage, and now there is only the fourth round left. Lou Cheng thought about it.

This is not a game, and the consumption of physical strength is not only reflected in simple attributes, but also leads to a decrease in strength, a slowdown in speed, and a comprehensive and comprehensive decline.

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

The next day, Lou Cheng still got up at half past five and had a daily tempering in a small park nearby.

At seven twenty o'clock, he returned to the hotel, rinsed off his sweat, tidied himself up, then picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Yan Zheke:

"Morning!"

Almost at the same time, Yan Zheke also sent a message:

"Morning!"

The tacit understanding was full of smiles, and Lou Cheng felt that the beginning of the day was so beautiful.

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

In the martial arts venue, Lao Zheng and other spectators entered, came to the big screen, and looked at today's matchup.

He subconsciously looked for Lou Cheng's number and name, because there were only fifty-one games, and the corresponding content quickly came into his eyes.

"He's not a good opponent to deal with, the help desk recommended his game on the first day. Lao Zheng took a breath.