May 21, 8 p.m., 9 Question House.

The surrounding stands were crowded with people, shouting to shake the sky, and the building was established in the center, inexplicably remembering the scene of the finals of the university martial arts meeting, and it was like a world away for a while.

In front of him, Dong Ba left the exit first, and walked step by step, wearing a light white and dark red martial arts uniform, tall, one meter and nine, but not bulky, but slender.

Dong Baxian's sideburns were combed up, his hair was tied in a simple bun, and his facial features were not outstanding, but the lines were clear, the outline was rigid, and he was a little masculine and powerful, and he looked down on the world.

His face was not too good, and the hidden discomfort could be vaguely seen between the steps of the dragon and the tiger, so that he did not show his breath and did a spiritual confrontation.

When he stopped at the predetermined position, the referee glanced at the electronic watch on his wrist, pushed down his sunglasses, raised his right hand and said:

"Conversation time begins!"

Dong Ba looked at Lou Cheng first, and there was a little unruliness in his eyes that did not belong to his age.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he spoke gently:

"I know I'm much more injured than you, and I don't have much hope of winning today. ”

Hey, not as proud and conceited as I imagined...... Lou Cheng was slightly stunned, so he gathered his thoughts and waited for the following.

Dong Ba tilted his head first, his gaze moved up, and he stared at the light of the dome:

"I miss my title of king more than the title of 'Kirin'...... I can be beaten, but I will never throw in, even if it's just because of an injury, unless I'm no longer able to move. ”

This is the concept and will of the "War King"!

Speaking of this, he smiled slightly:

"Besides, it's not necessarily going to lose, there will be hope if you try to fight hard, but it's not possible to quit directly!"

"Even if there is little hope, I will do my best to pursue it!"

Dong Baxian's momentum was vigorous, and the light from the dome seemed to be attracted by the invisible thing, firmly attached to his body, and put on a pure and brilliant armor for him, the feeling of being upright, proud, strong, and staring straight into the sky.

Infected by his words, Lou Cheng was also full of fighting spirit, his waist sank, and he responded with a smile:

"I'm going to do everything I can to win!"

The two of them stopped talking, and the momentum hooked the heavens and the earth, changing the weather in the venue, there were sudden lights trying to illuminate everything, and there were also blizzards trying to bury everything.

Step by step, the referee stepped back to the edge, waited for a moment, raised his right arm, and swung down sharply:

"Let's go!"

Dong Ba first wore the light veil and stepped out in one step, with a standard offensive posture.

Lou Cheng moved in response, his back shook, his body turned, and he flanked his opponent along the blizzard.

At this moment, Dong Baxian's martial arts uniform was exaggerated and prominent, like a dragon, his body disappeared, flashing in front of Lou Cheng with supersonic terror, and he crashed straight over, without any fancy!

"The Golden Book of the Eastern Emperor", "Instant Step"!

The battle became fierce from the start!

A few minutes later, the grounds were filled with craters, flying rubble, melted and congealed glass, and scorched and frozen marks.

In the largest shallow pit, Lou Cheng and Dong Baxian were lying down only two or three meters apart, and they were all very embarrassed.

After a period of blackness in front of him, Lou Cheng eased up, only to feel that his spirit was almost dry, and his head was stinging like a needle bayonet.

He struggled to get to his feet, only to find himself broken in several places, including his left arm, and the largest wound in the light hole could even see the internal organs.

Lou Cheng finally got up, shook a little, and almost failed to stand firm, he looked up and saw that Dong Baxian was also trying, but he failed repeatedly, worse than himself!

This battle is really tragic...... If I really have contempt and disdain, I am afraid that I will fall into Dong Baxian's way, and he will succeed in picking "weak" and "strong" with "weakness...... His words at the beginning were not only to show determination and will, but also to quietly show weakness, wanting to paralyze me, who knows, once they fight, it will be a desperate Saburo style of play regardless of it...... Fortunately, I am not blindly optimistic, and I still attach importance to this "war king...... In the end, they all became rookies pecking each other...... As his thoughts turned, Lou Cheng took a breath, forcibly made a visualization, and cast a simplified "Pro" trick on Dong Baxian.

Suddenly, Dong Baxian was exhausted and surging up, and the struggle stopped, he just wanted to lie down and rest, while Lou Cheng was physically and mentally clean, and the wound accelerated and healed.

Biting the tip of his tongue and fighting against the feeling of desperately wanting to sleep, Lou Cheng moved his steps and came to Dong Baxian, who had no resistance.

Seeing that his toes were against his opponent's temples, the referee breathed a sigh of relief, raised his right hand, and proclaimed:

"Building into ......"

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his voice rose a little:

"Win!"

Call...... Lou Cheng exhaled turbid air, and there was blackness in front of him, and golden points of light flew up, making him break out in a cold sweat.

Finally, I finally got the right to challenge!

And the "Martial Saint" challenge is in mid-July, and he has plenty of time to get back to his peak form.

Of course, at that time, it will also be 100% "Dragon King"!

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

Hearing the referee's voice, the Internet-related plates suddenly boiled, and news headlines sprung up like mushrooms after a rain:

"Unexpectedly, Lou Cheng wins!"

"The head of Tianjiao, half a year earlier than the 'Ming King', got the right to challenge the title!"

"Picking off 'Martial Saint' and 'Qilin' in a row, Lou Cheng's first place in the knockout round is well deserved!"

"Is he expected to get his first title in July?"

"The July Dragon Tiger Civil War!"

......

In addition to these praise titles, there are also many people who express disappointment:

"It is foreseeable that the 'Martial Jihad' in July will be very boring. ”

"I'm not despising Lou Cheng, he definitely has multiple titles in the future, but now he is a little younger, and getting the right to challenge this time is more of a factor of luck, so he has almost no chance of winning when facing the 'Dragon King' who has been in a good time. ”

"Comparatively speaking, if Dong Ba challenges first, there is a thirty percent chance of it. ”

"Okay, let's look at such a suspenseless game with a blessed mentality. ”

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

Lou Cheng didn't pay attention to the comments on the Internet because he was dealing with his injuries.

When his right hand was empty, he hurriedly replied to Yan Zheke, and said with a smug smile:

"The first game you watched live after returning to China should be the battle between me and the Dragon King. ”

Yan Zheke "pushed down his sunglasses, and a light flashed" and said:

"Are you inviting me?"

"Of course!" Lou Cheng replied with a smile.

After a few idle words, the girl put down her phone and looked up at the information on the computer screen.

She thought about it with her eyes turned to the decorative calendar next to her, flipped to "July", looked for "12th", then picked up a pen and drew a circle in the place to mark it, and before that, "July 5th" when she returned home.

After taking a deep look at the calendar, Yan Zheke took a breath, shook his fist like a self-encouragement, and then threw himself into studying.

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

After lying in the hospital for several days, Lou Cheng, who had initially recovered, returned to the Dragon and Tiger Club, feeling a little uneasy.

According to the rumored "Dragon King" personality and his own accumulated observations, this top waigang is indeed narrow-minded and indifferent to the challenger, and will not have a good face, let alone beat and exercise.

The previous self was not qualified to enjoy this kind of treatment, but now that he has obtained the right to challenge the "Martial Saint", the attitude of the "Dragon King" may probably change......

After changing his clothes, Lou Cheng walked into the Waigang practice ground, and was about to enter the part that belonged to him, but he saw the "Dragon King" Chen Qitao standing in front of him in navy blue, with an expressionless face and a majestic appearance.

"How's the injury?" asked Chen Qitao in a low voice.

"It's good, it's almost, it's time to temper. Lou Cheng replied thoughtfully.

Chen Qitao bowed his head invisibly, and then pointed to the lake:

"Let's start training when you're back. ”

"Uh, okay. Lou Cheng was happy at first, and then he was full of doubts.

The attitude of the "Dragon King" is different from what I expected!

Is he changing his temper?

But as the saying goes, the country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change!

Does he still think that I am not qualified enough to win against me...... It's a bit disappointing when I think about it......

At this time, Chen Qitao had already turned his back and turned around and walked outside.

Lou Cheng hurriedly gathered his thoughts, stepped to follow, and subconsciously touched the corners of his mouth, inexplicably a little pain from nowhere.