On the same night, when Lou Cheng Yan Zheke was on a night tour of his bicycle and Peng Leyun was practicing at the swimming pool, the lights were all off in the venue of the martial arts club of the Imperial Capital Academy, and it was silent and empty. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Outside the window, the moonlight shone in, sprinkling silver frost on the ground, and Chen Enemyguo stepped on "them" and came to the door of the dressing room.

He paused for more than ten seconds, took out the key, unlocked the door, walked in, and then put his hands in his pockets, and through the faint light, carefully looked at every inch of the place, the metal bench, the partitioned bathroom, and the clean bathroom.

Chen Diguo took two steps, stood in front of the locker, and used another key to open the one with his name on it.

There was a lot of clutter in it, shampoo and spare razors, etc.

One by one, he took them out and put them in his backpack, and his movements were very slow, as if he were hanging a heavy iron scale, and it took him three minutes to clean up.

Looking at the empty scene inside, he pursed his lips a few times, and with all his strength he closed the cabinet door, clicked, and locked it again.

He didn't take the key again, let it hang there, hung down for spare, and shook it slightly, as if it were a non-verbal sound.

Taking a deep look at the nameplate with the words "Chen Enemy Country" written on it, the corners of his mouth were hooked, he inhaled and looked to the side, his eyes seemed to have a crystal reflection, and then he stretched out his hand, ripped it off, unfolded it seriously, rubbed it back and forth, and put it in the place where the photo was mounted in the wallet.

Putting on his backpack and stuffing his wallet, Chen Enemyguo stepped backwards, step by step, and approached the door.

Taking a step back, he stared ahead, and for tens of seconds, the rear reached out and grabbed the doorknob and pulled the door of the locker room back.

Click!

In the slight sound embedded in the lock cylinder, Chen Enemyguo seemed to be thinking about it.

He still left the key on the door, carried his backpack, and measured the martial arts hall with his feet: a power room with many equipment, a ring with slightly old stone steps, a total of five floors of audience seating, and a wide field where you could vaguely see the traces of various exercises.

Step by step, slowly and heavily, Chen Enemyguo finally entered the honor room and stopped in front of the window where the many championship trophies that the Martial Arts Club of the Imperial Capital Academy had won were placed.

He reached out again, but lightly touched the cold glass.

After hovering for a moment, he withdrew his right palm, turned his body, and walked outside, the backpack behind him was not large, as if he had nothing to take with him.

Step by step, Chen Enemyguo kept looking around, and returned to the door of the martial arts hall with the speed of a snail.

Looking back, he let out a long sigh and smiled bitterly.

Bang dang!

The door slowly closed, and everything familiar faded into his eyes, and finally nothing remained.

The sky was still bright and the moon was still there, and Chen Enemyguo turned to leave, his figure elongated, swaying, and drifting away.

In the shadows outside the office of the Martial Arts Society, Ren Li, who had long hair and a shawl, and Shen Yu, who hid a faint melancholy in the light, watched quietly, and no one spoke, and no one stood out.

After a long time, there were two more sighs.

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

On this night, Li Xiaoyuan, who had long hair and a very classical and elegant temperament, sat in the corner of the café, and opposite was an old man sitting lazily.

"This is the condition of our Haiyuan Club, as long as you agree, you can now choose the Dan Realm martial arts you want from the dark department, the magnetic department and the plague department, hehe, although they are all fragments, they are not complete, but the corresponding Waigang content is still there. The old man in the dark retro martial arts uniform smiled and said, "We are not in the top professional competition at the moment, but you also know that the 'witch' has grown up very quickly, and it will not be a problem for me to fight for another five years, old man, and we are still inviting other foreign powerhouses to cultivate potential reserves from the martial arts school, before you graduate, we will definitely be among the twelve major forces." ”

"Sounds pretty good. Li Xiaoyuan took a sip of black tea and nodded with a smile.

"Moved?" the old man raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"We can initialize the contract first, and when you pass over the official contract and confirm that there is no problem, the matter will be settled. Li Xiaoyuanyun said lightly, as if this was not the most important choice related to his martial arts life, just to go to the supermarket to buy something.

No, when you go to the supermarket to buy something, you will be more entangled in what to choose, but he is not now!

The old man was quite surprised: "Don't think about it anymore, don't talk about it anymore, it's so decided?"

The other party agreed too quickly, and he felt unreal!

"There's a reason for that. Li Xiaoyuan said with a smile.

"Is there any particular reason?" asked the old man with some interest.

Li Xiaoyuan took another sip of black tea: "My dad grew up watching you compete. ”

"Uh......" The old man was stunned.

You're in your twenties, and your dad is in his forties, growing up watching me compete...... What a not-so-pleasant compliment......

Just as the old man sighed, Li Xiaoyuan laughed and added:

"Actually, it's a joke......"

"......" the old man was speechless.

"The real reason is that you were the first to officially invite me. Li Xiaoyuan leaned back in his chair and replied with a smile.

"No kidding?" the old man asked uneasy.

"Do I seem like the kind of person who keeps joking?" asked Li Xiaoyuan seriously.

The old man pondered for a moment:

"Then let's initialize an agreement. ”

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

Two days passed in a flash, and for the vast majority of martial artists, this would not bring any improvement.

On April 25, the imperial capital was white and blue, the temperature was moderate, and it was neither sunning nor hazy.

When they left the hotel and entered the bus, dusk had not yet fallen, and everything was so bright.

The vehicle stopped and walked, and it didn't take long to arrive outside the Imperial City Martial Arts Venue, where a crowd of people had gathered, with a leisurely expression and a relaxed posture.

Just as he was about to get out of the car, Yan Zheke's mobile phone suddenly vibrated and rang a ringtone, from the "Queen Mother".

"Hey, Mom, are you cheering me on in advance?" Yan Zheke tried to keep his tone brisk so that his parents didn't feel his nervousness about the game.

is also a good psychological quality, facing a year of struggle, no, not to mention a year of finals, it is inevitable that there will be apprehension.

Ji Mingyu chuckled and said, "We don't call for cheering when we watch the game on the spot? Your father and I were already waiting in the café outside, just when we saw your car coming." ”

"You guys arrived so early?" Yan Zheke blinked his eyes and looked at Lou Cheng.

Lou Cheng coughed, his back straightened up, and his movements to get out of the car became more and more chic.

He kept his posture, turned around, and helped his girlfriend so that she wouldn't trip over the car while talking on the phone.

The pressure of the "final" is beginning to show!

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

The sky is getting darker, and there are more and more spectators gathered outside, with banners, cartoons, small trumpets, inflatable hammers, and bursts of singing.

For Shanbei and Songdae, this is not the home field, there are very few hardcores, and most of the followers have a preliminary tendency, and they get along with each other very well.

In the locker room of the martial arts club of Shanbei University, they have already experienced two finals and are preparing in an orderly manner, no one is too excited, no one is too nervous.

When everything was ready, President Xu Wannian knocked on the metal bench and said with a smile:

"It's been a long time since I've been clubbing for this final. ”

"Haha, President, don't speak, don't talk from now on, don't curse us!" the blonde young man from Northern Europe laughed with a strange accent.

He is strong, rugged, and extremely confident.

"You say this about me, believe it or not, you are going to be struck by lightning today?" Xu Wannian was angry.

"Okay, don't argue, Wan Nian, you're a senior, and you're going to leave school in a few months, this fight is good, don't leave any regrets. Coach Huang Qing said with a pressed hand.

Xu Wannian nodded slightly, looked at Peng Leyun and Fang Zhirong, who were silent with their eyes closed, shook their shoulders, got up and clenched their fists:

"Then say goodbye to me with a gorgeous ending!"

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

In the locker room of the Martial Arts Club of Matsushiro University.

Old man Shi looked around, coughed twice, and said:

"We are a little worse than Shanbei, there is no doubt about this, but we came here, not to lose, not to give the championship to them, think about it, we do not have a national champion in Songda, the honor room is waiting for you to fill!"

"Let's fight, barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes!"

Hearing these two words, Lou Cheng looked at Lin Que and looked at him who was buried in his head and did not say a word.

Keke said that the best result in the history of her martial arts club was created by her uncle Lin Que's father, however, it was only the runner-up and lost to the final.

The eldest brother gave up the professional competition plan and applied for the Songda exam, in order to make up for this regret!

This regret is up to us, all of us to make up for it!

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

In the live broadcast room, the screen is replaying the journey of Shanbei and Songda all the way:

Lightly take other opponents, meet in the round-robin battle in the competition area, Shanbei defeats Songda;

Lying on the salary and tasting the courage, Songda has improved again, not only Lou Cheng and Lin Que, but also the substitutes have also made a leap;

The defending champions easily beat their group opponents and qualified without blood;

In the death group, Songda played a feeling of ease, and in the final strong dialogue, he defeated Hua Hai with more than enough strength, among which Lou Cheng turned defeat into victory, and Li Ke An Chaoyang, showing the combat power of the top six products, Lin Que wore two with one and did not let the former be beautiful;

The quarterfinals were calm and calm, and each advanced easily;

In the semi-finals, Shanbei once again defeated a strong opponent, and the championship temperament came to his face, and Peng Leyun deserved the title of the big demon king of the national competition;

Songda went through a hard battle and narrowly defeated the imperial capital, and the main force and substitutes were played to the extreme, fighting to the extreme;

Now that the two meet on the highest stage, the past will be broken!

After reviewing, the host Liu Chang said with deep feelings:

"Actually, you don't need to do these special programs, and the atmosphere of this game doesn't need to be rendered, because you can do it better with just two words. ”

"What are those two words?"

Speaking of this, Liu Chang paused, and then raised his voice and said:

"Finals!"

Yes, the word "final" contains all the meaning, all the passion, all the expectations of the competition system, the ring battle!

National University Martial Arts Association Finals:

Shanbei VS Matsuda!

Peng Leyun VS Lou Cheng!

April 25th, 7:40 p.m., is about to begin!