After nodding to each other with Lou Cheng, Guo Jie walked towards the edge of the "magma lake" surrounded by fire, and the slight tension in his heart was long gone, and it was even closer to being arranged to play inconsequential games in the past when he participated in the title battle.

However, this does not affect her yearning for the game, challenging different opponents, seeing different masters, and experiencing different styles is one of her obsessive hobbies.

The nickname "martial idiot" is by no means made up by others! How can it be groundless, but for no reason?

In the locker room where Guan Waimeng was located, Zhu Xiaoyun, who had healthy wheat-colored skin and was medium in height but gave a slender feeling, pulled the corners of her mouth, sighed, and slowly stood up.

"Sister Xiaoyun, don't have psychological pressure. Zheng Shiduo, who was about two meters tall, smiled bitterly and said with relief.

Boss Lu unexpectedly lost the game, not once or twice......

We don't expect you to wear two, especially when there is a "Queen Luo" who is famous for her style......

Zhu Xiaoyun put her finger against the corner of her mouth, made a smile and said:

"I don't have any psychological pressure, I'm just sighing, 'martial idiot' deserves to be a 'martial idiot', in addition to practicing martial arts, competing, eating, sleeping, or practicing martial arts, competing, eating, sleeping, I didn't even collect any black history from her, it's really hard to do later. ”

She collects other people's black history, firstly, to satisfy her own gossip hobby, and secondly, as a material for illusion, through targeted arrangement to enhance the effect, to confuse the real with the false.

And people like Guo Jie are so monotonous and boring that she is helpless.

Without waiting for Zheng Shiduo to say more, Zhu Xiaoyun moved her neck and walked towards the door of the locker room.

While holding the handle, she looked back at Li Pingwa, whose skin was slightly shining with metallic luster, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and said silently in her heart:

I'm in battle, you need to get out of it as soon as possible......

You're one of us' most hopeful to become a champion and join the title race......

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

When Guo Jie and Zhu Xiaoyun approached the "magma lake", Lou Cheng took the mobile phone and the special nutrient solution from Ou Man, who came from the glass room next to him, and pushed the door in while grunting.

Ning Zitong lowered his hands, stood next to the window, glanced at him, and said angrily:

"Do you want us to change the home field this year? Dragon King is like this, you are also like this, the good don't learn the bad!"

Lou Cheng looked back at the "magma lake" with a radius of dozens of meters, and said with a dry laugh:

"I'm so forgetful, I'm so forgetful......"

Otherwise, you won't be able to win the "God Slashing Knife" at all!

Of course, Sister Ning is right, a few more times of "detonation" of the same degree, this field will become a "real magma lake" dotted with "stone pillars", and at that time, it will be more conducive to martial artists with outstanding body skills or who can act out of thin air, rather than "fire department" masters, and the danger factor will rise sharply.

At such a point, it is necessary to find another main battlefield, and there are not many similar natural environments around Huacheng!

Well, five years ago, the last home game was played bad by the "Dragon King......

After listening to Lou Cheng's answer, Ning Zitong spatted and said:

"You two, you're so good at demolishing the house! If you get the title of king in the future, I suggest you call it 'Demolition King'!"

Lou Cheng was experienced, so he didn't try to reason with "Queen Luo" and argued with the nickname, but only laughed twice and retracted his seat.

He put the empty nutrient solution bottle aside, lit up his mobile phone, looked at the admiration sent by the little fairy, and smiled happily and complacently, while "covering his face and sighing":

"As soon as I returned to the locker room, I was criticized by Queen Luo, saying that I was an expert in demolition. ”

Because his left fist was badly injured, he put the phone on his lap and pressed it with one hand.

Yan Zheke was immersed in the excitement of her husband defeating the peak state "Slashing God Knife", and suddenly saw such a sentence, and was obviously stunned.

Then, with her mouth pursed and the dimples on her cheeks drawn deeply, she "laughed and pounded the ground":

"No problem!"

Huh, this joke is so funny? Lou Cheng was slightly puzzled, but quickly put the thought behind him, communicated with Ke Xiaoke's classmates about the previous battle, and took advantage of the gap in the middle to control the subtleties, repair the wound, and bandage it.

At this time, Guo Jie and Zhu Xiaoyun stood on the edge of the "magma lake" respectively, but they did not "look at each other across the water", they were both on the side of the lake.

The referee didn't let the staff clean the battlefield, and they couldn't clean it at all, so he didn't delay, raised his right hand and said:

"Let's go!"

Guo Jie was about to pounce forward and launch a ferocious attack (she practiced the "fire department", not the "dark department" that "Queen Luo" is good at), and suddenly saw a flower in front of her, and she saw that the woman opposite was graceful, beautiful, and her footwork was even more ethereal.

Master, her thoughts flashed, and she was slightly stunned.

This is her master, "Queen Luo" Ning Zitong.

After being stunned for a moment, Guo Jie, who had never fought with Zhu Xiaoyun before, quickly understood that this was an illusion created by the other party, and she disguised herself as a master to affect her performance.

As her thoughts settled, the fire around Guo Jie swelled suddenly, and a strong wind blew, helping her to become more and more rapid.

The fist covered with flames burst out, hitting the "Ning Zitong" claw that Zhu Xiaoyun had transformed.

Bang! The air flow exploded, and the figure rippled layer by layer, and soon shattered, like the bright moon in the middle of the lake that had been thrown into a boulder.

Fake?

It's fake!

Double trap!

Guo Jie's side was cold, Huo Ran bent his elbow, and hit a wheat-colored fist that hit silently.

Waigang-level "Response to Stress"!

In the subsequent games, Guo Jie always had the feeling that her eyes, ears, mouth, nose and spirit deceived her from time to time, but she was not chaotic, focusing on defense, mixed with range attacks, and she insisted on it for more than ten minutes, and even made Zhu Xiaoyun embarrassed several times.

It's a pity that Zhu Xiaoyun can indeed be called a genius in illusion techniques, and after fighting hard for a long time, he seized an opportunity to hide the opponent's senses with "truth is false", and when it came to close attack, Guo Jie's reaction was to react, but the action could not keep up, and unfortunately lost.

Ning Zitong in the locker room exhaled and muttered:

"I really don't like to play against her, it always reminds people of helplessness, embarrassment, and things that I don't want to recall. ”

"In ancient times, her style of revealing people's scars had already been besieged and killed. Lu Yan's face sank, and he echoed, "Her only advantage is that she only knows about it. ”

Uh, so, Sister Ning, what is your black history? Lou Cheng was full of curiosity, but he didn't dare to ask, and watched "Queen Luo" swaying out of the gate.

His thoughts swirled, and suddenly a thought flashed through him, and he turned his head with interest and asked:

"Coach, you let Guo Jie play because you don't want to face Zhu Xiaoyun?"

What black history did she have of you?

Lu Yan's expression froze, and he replied in a deep voice:

"I'm going to be afraid of her?"

After saying that, he stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the "ring".

I'm not afraid of her, but I'm afraid to face myself...... Lou Cheng laughed secretly, looked at the big screen, and was distracted to repair his internal injuries.

There was no suspense in the battle in the last game, and Zhu Xiaoyun, who consumed a lot, did not support it for too long, and was won by the ethereal "Queen Luo", and the Dragon and Tiger Club ushered in a good start to the new top professional competition.

Of course, when Ning Zitong returned to the locker room, his face was slightly ugly.

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

After a night's rest, Lou Cheng, who was in a good mood, returned to the club early in the morning despite his injury and underwent a restorative exercise.

At eight o'clock, he entered the Waigang restaurant, and while frugal and extravagantly instructed Ouman to get breakfast, he swiped the corresponding section of the portal and Weibo news, and read media reports and comments.

Sweeping his gaze, he found today's headlines:

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the dragon and tiger 'new king' are scheduled!"

"Blue is better than blue, the leader of the Dragon and Tiger Club for the next decade has appeared!"

......

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves...... Leaders of the next decade...... The corners of Lou Cheng's mouth twitched, and one thought after another flashed in his mind:

These guys are going to do something!

It makes me want to "plot to usurp the throne"......

How did I think of a sentence: Is it that you Lou Cheng is floating, or that my "Dragon King" can't lift the knife......

He subconsciously looked around, and suddenly had a sense of rejoicing:

Fortunately, the "Dragon King" is still recuperating in the hospital!

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

In the Dragon and Tiger Affiliated Hospital, "Dragon King" Chen Qitao wore a hospital gown and slowly punched on the balcony.

In the room through the floor-to-ceiling window, mobile phones, newspapers and other objects are placed on the table, or the report of the battle between the Dragon and Tiger Club and the Kanwai Alliance is appearing or flipping through.