When the group of Tiangao City came out of the locker room and met with the Xiushan selection team, Jiang Shuiyan and Huang Bing couldn't help but carefully identify it, trying to search for the familiar figure, but unfortunately, they failed to do so, leaving regrets in vain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After recognizing Lou Cheng, they remembered some forgotten details, such as the Provincial Youth Competition, Lou Cheng participated on behalf of the "Gushan Martial Arts Hall", and the place where he is currently located is the Gushan Martial Arts Hall!

No wonder you met him!

- After the youth game, the warriors are more likely to watch Lou Cheng's battle videos repeatedly, except for a few who have turned into fans, no one will watch the highlights again and again and record the game-related, and for less important things, the speed at which primates forget is very amazing.

Of course, if Xiushan directly put out the words "Gushan Martial Arts Hall" when the exchange match schedule was determined at the beginning, it would not be difficult for Jiang Shuiyan and others to find and associate with it, but after they arrived in the city, they were only introduced here, and some of the players didn't even see the signboard of the martial arts hall clearly, as for the martial artists who recognized those four words, more of their minds were already focused on the upcoming game, and they almost passed by the content, and only said casually: "Oh, Gushan Martial Arts Hall......"

Seeing that Lou Cheng did not appear, Jiang Shuiyan was slightly disappointed, but when her eyes swept over, she found that Monk Wenguang was holding a mobile phone, and he was poking and prodding and drawing with an index finger, which seemed very difficult.

For some reason, she always felt that the scene of the monk holding the product of modern technology was very inconsistent, so she smiled sideways and said, "Master, do you want to help?"

Teaching the elderly to use mobile phones, I am the best!

The moment Jiang Shuiyan just turned his head, Monk Wenguang pressed his finger and locked the screen, and then said with a smile: "Master Jiang has a heart, the poor monk is just writing an email, and there is nothing to help with." ”

Yo, you know how to use your mobile phone to write emails! Jiang Shuiyan laughed secretly and praised from the bottom of her heart:

"Master, you are really following the trend of the times. ”

"Amitabha, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell. Monk Wenguang folded his hands and replied with a smile.

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

"Who!" "Who!"

In the power room dedicated to the inner disciples, the low ancient sound continued to reverberate, as if a subtle and mysterious feeling penetrated the heavens and the earth.

Lou Cheng put the empty thermos cup behind him, and he stood nonchalantly, holding a mercury lead ball with both hands, letting it jump and fall gently, slowly rolling out the rhythm, pressing with external forces and subtle feelings, with the polishing and moisturizing of the body and spirit.

This is the "Yihou" Fei Dan's self-created "person" character practice method, Lou Cheng carried forward, not only used here, in the "Ice Department" and "Fire Department" of the Dan realm practice, in the visualization of the "Great River Ice Map", "Heaven and Cold Earth Freezing Map" and "Liaoyuan Map" and "Zhu Rong Map", there are also involved in one or two, combined parts.

As he tempered again and again, a strange change occurred in the semi-enclosed power room, while the temperature rose, there was a scorching heat, and on the other hand, the cool breeze was blowing, and the surface of the metal instrument became more and more cold to the touch, and the two were entangled with each other, forming a whirlpool, turning slowly, and strangely maintaining balance.

I don't know how long it took, Lou Cheng made a closing momentum and ended the internal practice.

When he put down the huge lead ball and exhaled a breath of turbid air in his chest and abdomen, the heat and cold in the power room were immediately unbalanced, hedged against each other, and even blew into a gust of wind, and even a shallow mist, which was fleeting!

Lou Cheng bent down to pick up the towel, wiped the sweat on his face, looked slightly tired but his body was unusually refreshing, picked up his items, and walked out of the room, intending to find a venue to practice his fists and feet.

"Brother Lou Cheng!"

As soon as he walked to the staircase, he saw his cousin Qi Yunfei's boyfriend Ding Yanbo standing next to him with his hands down, standing very straight.

"Didn't you take a break at noon?" Lou Cheng asked with a smile.

Ding Yanbo said with implicit excitement and joy: "We only practice in the morning. ”

So wait here!

"I listened to Fei Fei, have you got the certificate of amateur nine grades?" Lou Cheng asked casually with one hand in his pocket.

After Qi Yunfei's girl studied in Xiushan No. 1 Middle School, she was like a husky who had broken free from the chain, and she only went home once a month, usually either leading her roommates and classmates to play around, or dating her boyfriend.

Fortunately, the midterm exam gave her a slap in the face, and then she calmed down and began to study seriously.

"yes, yes, it hasn't been long. Ding Yanbo replied stiffly, but the corners of his eyebrows and eyes revealed the joy and pride in his heart.

"Yes, it's only been half a year since I really practiced martial arts, and my body hasn't fully developed, so I can get the amateur nine grades, which is quite good, and I hope to eat this bowl of rice." Lou Cheng did not skimp on his praise.

"I listened to Fei Fei, it seems that you only used a month?" Ding Yanbo asked curiously while smiling.

"Sort of. Lou Cheng had already passed the stage of showing off in the child's current situation, and instead affirmed, "Practice hard, as long as you work hard, you will have a chance!"

He was hinting that if Ding Yanbo could improve to the level of an amateur and his general physical fitness, then the internal training method he got would not be hidden.

Ding Yanbo had heard Qin Rui mention similar things several times before, and when he heard the string song, he knew what he meant, and immediately replied excitedly:

"Yes, Brother Lou Cheng!"

Nodding slightly, Lou Cheng didn't say much, found another venue, first replied to Yan Zheke's message, and then tempered his fists and feet, and the fight was crackling.

In this, he focuses on the thirteenth style of the "Ice Department", "Snow Bound", and the nineteenth style "Cold Devouring", which are skillfully used and single-minded, and there are too many changes to explore, not that they can be thrown aside if they are initially mastered.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Lou Cheng felt a lack of energy, ended his tempering, took a shower, and changed into clean and refreshing clothes.

"After practicing like this, I feel so fulfilling. He "snickered" and sent a message to Yan Zheke.

Yan Zheke was still in the family activities, and it took a few minutes before he said with "blazing eyes": "Our oranges work so hard, I'm ashamed!"

"Hehe, it's still very motivating to have a target in front of you to catch up. Lou Cheng said with an expression of "revealing arm muscles", "To be honest, the will to guard will give me continuous motivation, but if there are no urgent things and situations happening, I can't carry out a 'sprint', step by step, step by step, not too sharp." ”

Of course, more calm and more durable.

"Then shouldn't I give you a sense of crisis?" Yan Zheke "covered his mouth and smiled evilly", "Actually, you are so tired, I am also very distressed, come on, defeat Peng Leyun Great Demon King!"

"Hmm!" Lou Cheng didn't make grandiose words, but said with a smile, "The more you accompany me, the more time I will rest." ”

After leaving the Gushan Martial Arts Hall, he went to see his grandparents on the way, and then returned home slowly, lying on the bed without an image, chatting with Yan Zheke while reading novels, and lived a very relaxed life, emptying his soul of exhaustion.

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

It was late at night, in a temple at the foot of Xiu Mountain.

Monk Wenguang was closing his eyes and turning the rosary, suddenly, his waist was not straight, his body did not move, and he bounced to the entrance of the wing, opened the door, and looked at the two people outside:

"So fast?"

One of the figures is majestic and tall, and the momentum is restrained, but between the expectations, there is a bit of intimidation, and in the summer, snakes, insects, rats and ants seem to feel inexplicably angry and retreat.

The big man laughed and said, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"Master Dong, please. Monk Wenguang raised his palms.

When Dong Shaoyang entered the room, Wen Guang turned his head to look at the other person, and his expression became respectful: "Guilty fire senior, please." ”

The person who came had deep eye sockets, a straight nose, gray hair, and eyes that hid fire, looking like a middle-aged man, was the "Heavenly Monarch of Sin Fire"!

The "Sin Fire Heavenly Monarch" bowed his head lightly and walked silently.

When Wenguang closed the door, Dong Shaoyang paced a few steps and asked with great interest:

"Master, when will you do it?"

"Nan Wu Amitabha, Master Dong, don't be in such a hurry. Wenguang replied in surprise.

"I'm in a hurry. Dong Shaoyang's face was wide and his eyes were broad, and he smiled, "Since he won the championship of the provincial youth competition, I have been unconvinced, and I want to find a chance to compete with him to see who is the first person among the young martial artists in Xing Province!"

"It's a pity, I didn't have an order, I couldn't do it, so I had to endure it, and now I finally have a chance, master, why don't you let me be in a hurry?"

He had a mature countenance and a heroic posture, and seemed to be thirty years old, but the meaning of his words was that he might not be twenty-six years old, or even twenty-two!

"But you have to wait for the right time. Monk Wenguang persuaded.

At this time, the "Sin Fire Heavenly Monarch", who had not spoken, said in a low voice:

"Can't alarm the place. ”

"Sin Flame senior, I know, I know. Dong Shaoyang replied with a smile, and turned to look at Wen Guangdao, "The target only has one experience of life and death? This is too little, a martial artist who has never seen much blood in the ring is naturally much weaker!"

"This is the purpose of letting Dong Shizhu come here. Wenguang clasped his hands together and smiled slightly.

When Dong Shaoyang heard this, he laughed and said:

"Okay, then I'll let him experience what life and death are!"

There is no first, there is no second, the ambition is no exception!