Towards the end of mid-May, the night is clear and breezy, pitch black and dotted with diamonds.

In the Jiuwen Hall in Hexi City, the lights are shining, making the venue and the stands like daylight, and the voice of the person in charge of the organizing committee is echoing and rolling:

"The top four of this year's 'Martial Saint' were officially born, and they are the ...... with the title of permanent 'Martial Saint'"

He deliberately paused to let the audience erupt with a tsunami:

"Qian Donglou!"

This situation and this scene are in sight, Lou Cheng suddenly trance, as if in a dream, as if returning to last year, at that time it was also such a picture and such a movement, only the name is different, Chen Qitao was replaced by Qian Donglou.

Yes, I have overcome many difficulties and obstacles again, and once again ranked among the top four in the "Martial Holy War"!

It's just that this time, as a seed, the first round of guidance is not human, and the second round does not touch other super-first-class, which is relatively easy.

In the relay-like cheers, he looked around and looked at the other three, in addition to the "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou, there was also "Qilin" Dong Baxian, and the "Morning Star" Ren Li, who he didn't expect before the game!

This girl who never admits defeat and always wants to "make trouble" has come to this point, which once again makes Lou Cheng deeply doubt that she really has the ability to be lucky.

Along the way, Ren Li only met the super-first-class when he was eight into four, or as the oldest person in the professional circle, and one year old "Sword King" Wu Chen, he was only counterattacked by the "clown" when he entered eight, leaving the "Sword King" Wu Chen, who was not lightly injured, and after a long hard battle, he barely won.

In the previous process, An Chaoyang, who had only been promoted for a long time in the first round of the lottery, easily won it, so that Lou Cheng could only sigh that "Wenqing" always had to be abused by girls.

In the second round, Ren Li met the second-grade Waigang, the "witch" Qian Hui, relying on terrible intuition, successfully broke the opponent's illusion technique and talent hypnotic ability, and broke into the top 32.

In the battle of sixteen into eight, she finally encountered a strong enemy, but in the environment where most of the potential opponents were super-first-class, she drew a product of the Xuanwu faction, "Sea Tide" Yue Guanzhong, which is enough to prove that she is a good star.

Compared with him, the "Martial Saint", who has been talking to each other since the beginning of thirty-two and sixteen, has been as black as an African chieftain...... Thinking of this, Lou Cheng couldn't help but glance at Qian Donglou more.

Thirty-two into sixteen meet "Ming Wang" Zhihai, sixteen into eight battles "Luohou" Ning Zitong, eight into four dozen "slashing knife" road forever, every one is a fierce battle, every game is gnawing hard bones, especially today's road is always strong and strong, the more you fight, the more crazy you become, almost prove yourself again, almost succeed in reverse-although he still failed in the end, but it was almost a heavy blow to the "martial saint".

By the semi-finals the day after tomorrow, he can recover at most seventy percent...... Lou Cheng withdrew his gaze from Qian Donglou's face and bowed his head thoughtfully.

Originally, this was nothing, but with Ren Li as a comparison, it seems that the "Martial Saint" is too weak!

Of course, it's not that Ren Li relies purely on luck, in the previous titles, she has always had good luck, but she hasn't achieved much, and now she can break into the top four, more because she already has the level of a product, on this basis, luck has played a role, in the past, she may not be able to break through the "sea tide" Yue Guanzhong, not to mention the "Sword King" Wu Chen.

Compared with her, she is obviously not lucky enough, but look at the "martial saint", it seems to be not bad, the first two rounds are not mentioned, thirty-two into sixteen met the "living Buddha" Shishan, in itself blended with cultivation, but also good at spirit, the level and catch up with the situation, finally a snow shame, the first time to defeat the opponent at the peak of the state, although the spirit is damaged, the injury is not light, the headache is like a crack, but it happens that the "nine-character formula" is good at treating this problem, to the sixteen into eight when the basic recovery, leaving no hidden dangers.

His opponent of sixteen into eight is "Taoist", after a long time, he once again encountered him on a key occasion in the official ring, with the advantage of strength, won after a hearty battle, and was not injured much.

Winning is winning, but I always feel that the martial arts of the "Taoist priest" are a little indescribably strange, and there is a vague premonition that he is brewing or cultivating some terrifying "monster...... In time, he will probably be the most super-first-class powerhouse that cannot be ignored...... Thinking of his own advancement process, Lou Cheng couldn't help but diverge his thoughts, pondering what Peng Leyun had hidden in the "Thunder Department" peerless learning, more precisely, maybe it should be called an idea!

"Lou Cheng!" The shouts of the audience were surging, which made him sober up, and his eyes inexplicably flashed in front of him the eight-in-four game just now.

The opponent is Ma Xinghong, the "Sea Protector Causeway", his "Xuanwu True Sword" and the water department are indeed extraordinary, and the super-first-class title is worthy of the name, but he has not lived up to the beating of the "Dragon King" and his own growth for more than a year, and after solving many "troubles", he finally won.

Of course, the trauma left behind is not light, and God bless if you can recover eighty or ninety percent in the semi-finals.

In the midst of his thoughts, Lou Cheng only felt a throbbing pain in his back, chest, abdomen, arms and legs.

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

In the VIP box, Wu Molian, the "empty nester", and his friend Comrade Shi Jianguo sat side by side, smoking their own leaf cigarettes, and laughing:

"Blue is better than blue, good apprentice you taught!"

"It's better than blue, it's still early!" Old man Shi snorted, "Back then, if I played a title battle, it would be easy to get more than ten, but like him, I haven't even won the right to challenge once." ”

There were no "Dragon Kings" and "Martial Saints" back then...... Wu Mo sneered, and then smiled:

"I see that you are quite free, and you came to watch the competition, why don't you accept a few apprentices anymore, train well, and contribute to the sect and the country!"

Old man Shi glanced at him and said with a smile:

"It's not that you don't know me, it's good to have a bad disciple, so there's still extra leisure and leisure? Wu Lao'er, let's say, is there any related household who wants to worship me as a teacher and ask you for a thing? You just accept it, it's only a little weaker than me. ”

"I can see through you, lazier than me!" Wu Molian avoided the serious.

At this point, the draw for the semi-final matchup was about to begin, and he set his sights on the outside.

Old man Shi smiled secretly and muttered silently:

Old man, if I take in a few more apprentices, but I don't train them, wouldn't it be a shame and a big shame?

It will also make that stinky boy smug!

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

Watching the organizing committee put his hand into the box, Lou Cheng struggled to keep his breathing even.

For me and Chihuahuas, the best outcome is to draw each other and let "Martial Saint" and "Kirin" fight each other.

Dong Baxian's advancement process is similar to mine, better than the "Martial Saint", there is a great possibility of eliminating the other party, and no matter who wins or loses, after such a big battle like Mars hitting the earth, it will definitely be much weaker, that will be cheaper for me or Ren Li, well, the premise is that we didn't fight to lose both sides, and we were seriously injured, in this regard, I still have some confidence......

I hope Ren Li's "lucky star" will continue to shine brightly......

His thoughts flashed through him, and the head of the organizing committee showed the first ball:

"Shangqing Sect, 'Martial Saint' Qian Donglou. ”

Immediately after, he reached out the second one, and shouted loudly:

"Dragon and Tiger Club, Lou Cheng!"

Hearing this result, Lou Cheng suddenly wanted to laugh, just like last year, he met the strongest one, but there was also a big difference, the state of the "Martial Saint" was not as good as the "Dragon King" at that time, and he was not Wuxia Ameng.

Almost subconsciously, he turned his head to look at the "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou, and found that the other party was smiling, with an elegant temperament, a chic posture, and a generation of grandmaster demeanor.

Fortunately, it's not really a complete "martial saint"...... Lou Cheng smiled secretly and nodded back, only to feel that his body and mind suddenly relaxed, as if he had been looking forward to it for a long time!

The semi-finals of the "Martial Holy War" are thus determined:

"Martial Saint" Qian Donglou VS "Earthquake Heaven" Lou Cheng;

"Kirin" Dong Baxian VS "Morning Star" Ren Li!

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

After drawing lots, Lou Cheng and the others went to the side, went down the stairs, and entered the mixed interview area.

"What do you think of winning the 'Martial Saint'?"

"How much do you think you have to win?"

"What do you think of the "Martial Saint" playing in this competition?"

......

One by one, the microphones were handed over, and the questions were noisy, which reminded Lou Cheng of the situation at this time last year, and the content was similar.

He didn't give a specific answer, but smiled:

"A cook who doesn't want to be a general is not a good driver. ”

After the interview with a similar attitude, he left the place and returned to the hotel.

At this time, the reporter suddenly found a problem, the new top four, the "morning star" Ren Li, who is no longer famous, has not come to be interviewed!

In the quiet corner next to him, the round-faced assistant was making a phone call in a panic:

"Hey, Uncle Shi, where are you? now!"

You can't bring assistants to the lottery ceremony just now!

Soon, Ren Li's serious voice came from the other end of the phone:

"I'm in, um, the wall on the left, the wall on the right, the road in front and the road in the back. ”

"......" the assistant was dumbfounded.

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

Sitting in a special business car, Lou Cheng took out his mobile phone and looked at it, but he didn't find Yan Zheke's reply.

Entering the graduation sprint period, she was so busy that it was difficult to take care of the morning competition in Cannes in the evening, and she had to take time to even watch the results.

Putting down the phone, Lou Cheng looked out the window, the lights were bright in the morning and neon at night.

Suddenly, a special reminder sounded, and he picked it up and took a look, from Yan Zheke:

"Come on!"

It's simple, just two words, just like not forgetting to peek in a hurry, and pressing the phone as soon as you have time.

Drop, a few seconds later, another message came, tightly tense, hurried, and equally simple:

"I'm optimistic about you~"

Lou Cheng's lips were outlined.