It's fun to fight flying abilities...... Qu Hui lay on the ground, looking up at Lou Cheng, repeating his words just now, forgetting for a moment that the coldness of his body had melted away, forgetting to turn over and stand up, and forgetting the demeanor that he usually valued very seriously. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The reason he's been fighting me for so long is because he's experiencing and enjoying the unique experience of flying against the ability?

Qu Hui's heart swelled and contracted, spewing out streams of hot blood, dissipating the remaining cold, but he didn't feel any warmth because of this, but felt like he had sunk into a 10,000-year-old ice cave, feeling the darkness, oppression and cold around him.

Is this what despair tastes like?

How big is the gap between me and Lou Cheng?

Even in the face of him who has not recovered from his internal injuries, I can only be killed in seconds?

The previous self-feeling has now turned into a taunt and a slap in the face......

Hehe, how can pie fall from the sky!

Lou Cheng didn't say anything, arched his hand, turned his body, and walked to the stone steps.

To be honest, Qu Hui does have the combat power of the seventh grade, and it will be really troublesome to deal with him with other weak six grades whose internal injuries have not healed, and he will capsize in the gutter if he is not careful, but his several peerless skills just restrain him, so that he can complete the second kill, just like fighting a martial artist who has no special abilities when he has just entered the Dan realm.

For example, although the ice mirror can't perceive the operation of the ability, Qu Hui is not reckless and directly hits it, but still makes a move to draw his legs, with a prelude, which makes it convenient for him to grasp it "in advance" and deal with it in advance, so that his weird change of direction has almost no effect, and similarly, the long-range attack ability of the "Soldier Word Formula" within a certain range just solves the problem of how to hit him, and Qu Hui does not have the corresponding secret method defense, and his spirit is not strong enough to resist a little like a seven-rank martial artist, and the result is naturally self-evident.

In other words, with the same seven-rank combat power, it will be much more difficult for him to fight the normal seven-rank Dan realm in his current state than to fight Qu Hui.

Of course, the rules of the ring match also limit the opponent's play, if you can use weapons and give Qu Hui flying in the air a bow, a crossbow or a hot weapon, then things will be completely different.

Watching Lou Cheng leave the ring and walk to the seat, the surrounding audience fell silent, the boos in the sky had long since dissipated, and only the aftermath was still echoing.

At this time, booing each other is more like booing yourself!

Along the road, back to the beginning, Lou Cheng saw Yan Zheke coming up, and clenched his fists with a smile and shouted:

"Orange, you're playing great!

She's responding to the previous "played great" and "played awesome" memes.

Smiled tacitly, Lou Cheng became more and more happy, and after touching his fists with the girl, he high-fived Lin Que, Li Mao, Cai Zongming and others one by one, and everyone was quite happy.

Haiyuan is weaker than Sanjiang, and passing the current hurdle means that the door to the national competition is close at hand!

"I really want to celebrate, but reason tells me that I can't get carried away and can't despise Haiyuan. Sun Jian said with a smile.

"It's good to understand! Keep a low profile and save your character!" Lin Hua glared at him.

While everyone was talking and laughing, Old Man Shi waved his hand: "Let's go back to the locker room first, are you embarrassed to celebrate in front of so many sad classmates?"

"Excuse me!" Cai Zongming replied without hesitation.

That being said, he followed behind the group and entered the locker room in an oppressive atmosphere that permeated the room.

Well, it's a good celebration to celebrate, but I'm even more afraid of angering the students who are still in the impulsive age, and they are surrounded by thousands of people and trampled on for a while......

And Yan Xiaoling in the stands was like an abandoned quail, wanting to cry without tears for a while, and if she wanted to celebrate, she had to look left and right, trembling under the gloomy faces.

"Hey!" she sighed deliberately, pulled Mu Jinnian and lowered her head, pretending to be sad.

Don't hit me, my own people!

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

January 5, 3:45 p.m., Haiyuan College Martial Arts Venue.

Lou Cheng looked at the fierce battle in the ring, leaned his head sideways to Yan Zheke's ear, lowered his voice and smiled:

"Your brother isn't going to let me play today. ”

Yan Zheke glanced at him: "Isn't it enough for my brother to leave you the complete Qu Hui in the last game?"

In the game against Haiyuan Academy, it was Sun Jian's turn to be the pioneer, but he still failed to encounter good things, and he encountered the opponent's main general at the beginning, Cheng Du Jinsha with Dan Realm plus ability, was easily killed in seconds, and the follow-up Lin Que showed what he had learned, and after three minutes of fierce fighting, he once again defeated the opponent with a "death robbery" combo.

In the next two rounds, he faced different Nine Martial Artists, first by seizing the opportunity to break out in the Dan Realm, and now he was fighting hard with his exhausted body.

When Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke exchanged heads, Lin Que used his center of gravity like mercury to find the opponent's flaw, and his arms continued to swing quickly, blasting out a "meteor power".

Bang!

Lu Yaqian's qi and blood rolled, rushing straight to her throat, and her internal organs seemed to be trembling violently with the muscle fascia, her arm wanted to exert force, but she couldn't lift it, and watched the other party's fist hovering next to her temple.

The referee raised his right hand and encouraged the voice of the dantian and said:

"In the fourth game, Lin Que won!"

"The final result, the Songda Martial Arts Club wins!"

Lin Que withdrew his fist and gasped for breath, the sweat on his forehead fell drop by drop, and a flash of joy flashed in his tired eyes.

Lou Cheng and the others jumped up in unison, high-fived each other with smiles on their faces, as if they were saying "Happy New Year" to each other during the Spring Festival.

The national competition, we are finally here!

They don't have the excitement and ecstasy that comes after the bitter battle, but they have a little more of the natural sense of certainty.

Returning to Songcheng and entering the campus, Cai Zongming suddenly smiled and proposed:

"Why don't you all go to dinner together?"

The Matsudai Martial Arts Club, which has not been in the national competition for many years, does have a reason to celebrate!

"Okay, where are you going to get together?" Lou Cheng immediately agreed.

After answering, he remembered that it was not him who was in charge, and hurriedly looked at his master.

"Go, go, go, you must celebrate when you are out, don't forget to order a few bottles of good wine for me to the old man, and take the account from the martial arts club." Old man Shi agreed with a smile.

Everyone cheered and began to discuss where to go for dinner, and finally Xiao Ming said with a final word:

"Let's go to the food stalls, the grade is a little lower, but it's comfortable, you can celebrate. ”

After inviting Shu Rui and her filming team, the group of martial arts clubs came to the food stalls near the old campus, found a spacious location, ordered barbecue dry pot goose lips and other things, and set up a full table.

opened a bottle of wine for Old Man Shi, Lou Cheng and the others poured juice each, raised their glasses, and touched each other's glasses under the recording of the camera, shouting out the emotions in their hearts in unison:

"National!

The voice is loud and youthful.

Seeing this scene, Shu Rui couldn't help but recall the good life in college, and was sad and embarrassed for a while.

I really want to be reborn back to the day I first entered the school, and to taste and enjoy every bit of the past.

Once you graduate, everyone goes from south to north, and a lot of past and many friendships can never go back.

In the wanton celebration, the noisy Lou Cheng and others caused dissatisfaction at the table next to them, and a young man with a tattoo on his arm came over and shouted:

"What's the noise!"

"I'm sorry, we'll pay attention. Lou Cheng's old face turned red, and he quickly apologized, feeling that he and the others seemed to have destroyed public morality.

The young man looked around and sneered:

"Just pay attention, huh?"

At their table, seven or eight men stood up in unison.

The corners of Lou Cheng's mouth twitched:

"So?"

With a flick of his wrist, he threw out a cloud of crimson flames, causing it to burst open in front of the tattooed youth, leaping upwards and illuminating the other man's face.

...... The tattooed young man was stupid there, neither advancing nor retreating, until his companion came tremblingly, pretending to be and muddy, and helped him back.

Lou Cheng ignored the stunned gazes around him, withdrew his hand, sat down again, picked up a string of beef, and nibbled on it.

We don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of it either!

"Orange, isn't this your style?" Yan Zheke leaned his head closer with a smile and whispered.

"Why not?" Lou Cheng asked with a smile.

Yan Zheke's eyes turned upward, his teeth were bitten, and he said with a smile: "I thought you would scare him back by stepping on the cracked cement in a relatively low-key manner, but you directly demonstrated with the fire ability, well, it's too flamboyant, it's not like your style~!"

"Ke Xiaoke, who knows me, in fact, I was thinking about quietly stepping on the concrete floor, which is relatively subtle and low-key, but after serious thinking, I still gave up this idea. Lou Cheng sighed.

Yan Zheke blinked his eyes and asked curiously, "Why?"

Lou Cheng replied bitterly: "If you step on the concrete floor, you will be fined!"

Once bitten by a snake for ten years, I was afraid of the well rope!

Poof! Yan Zheke turned his head and trembled, laughing so hard that he almost lost his temper.

The dinner lasted until about eight o'clock in the evening, and everyone was full of food and drink, and finally raised their glasses and shouted a few times again:

"National!

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

In the following days, Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke entered a busy exam season, reviewing exams, reviewing exams, and coupling cycles.

On January 16th, before they had their last exam, another thing started on time.

That was the draw ceremony for the finals of the National University Martial Arts Association!

Eight divisions, sixteen strong martial arts teams, will fight in groups!

In the office of the Matsudai Martial Arts Society, a group of people gathered again, turned on their computers, connected to the Internet, and waited for the live broadcast to begin.

Shu Rui also came here, faithfully recording the most primitive reaction.

In her opinion, Songda is currently only one step worse than Shanda, half a chip worse than the imperial capital, and Huahai Guangnan is a grade, and belongs to a strong team that has the ability to impact the top four, but they have no historical results and cannot become seeds, and the specific results largely depend on the results of the draw, after all, there are hard bones in other teams.