Chapter 121: Red Sleeves Don't Just Add Fragrance

On Sunday, the sun was just right, shining through the windows of the Red Luo Martial Arts Pavilion, leaving a full room of splendor, Lou Cheng stepped barefoot inch by inch of brilliance, as if walking on a gold-paved road, in a happy mood, full of joy, relieving all the pressure. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He looked at Yan Zheke, and walked back easily and leisurely against the background of the suffocated silence of the disciples and students of the martial arts hall.

That's what victory tastes like!

When passing by Cai Zongming and the others, he greeted him with his head smugly, not embarrassed by the reality of being barefoot.

"What a master!"

"It turns out that a martial artist who is not outside the gang can be so powerful, and he broke his shoes in one fell swoop......"

"Don't you see the cracks and footprints on the stone floor? If you punch the boys of our academy, won't you beat them into meatloaf?"

"What a man!"

The girls of several art academies exchanged heads and ears, admiring constantly, and they usually looked at them who fought outside Gang, lacking a clear understanding of the Dan realm and refining the body, and today was the first time to know that human beings could be so fierce with their physical bodies alone, and for the first time, they were impressed by the martial arts club of their own school.

"The boy who practices martial arts is so energetic and temperamental......" They saw Lin Que stand up, walk towards Lou Cheng, look left and right, and came to a consistent conclusion.

Cai Zongming listened to their undisguised discussion, and had an urge to burst into tears, if he hadn't been lazy last year, he also joined the special training of the martial arts club, now, now, he still can't beat the orange...... He's a pervert!

Zhang Jingye was vaguely a little pantothenic, Wu Qian was keenly aware of it, and was busy whispering in his ear: "You are talking about TV stars, idol singers, well-known martial artists, and we just talk about it, gossip a few words, not many people really go to their hearts." ”

"Yes. Zhang Jingye was immediately relieved.

But in this way, isn't there a distance between the orange and himself and others?

Qiu Zhigao said with emotion: "I really envy oranges...... I often dream about the scene I just had......"

As a man who loves to show his muscles in the dormitory, as a freshman with amateur level when he entered the school, it must be a lie to say that he never dreamed of martial arts when he was young, but as he grew older, he lost his talent, and gradually recognized the reality and rationally invested his time and energy in reading.

Looking at the ring in a daze, his blood rolled, melancholy for a long time, and finally turned into a sigh, and he fell into speechlessness.

I hope that Orange can go further on the martial arts path and let me know how beautiful this glorious path is......

Zhao Qiang pondered, and suddenly blurted out: "Lao Qiu, have you noticed that the orange finally won the game with a 'ha' sound, this must be protected by a mysterious power, and he sacrificed his time ......"

"Ah, what?" Qiu Zhigao looked dazed.

"Forget it, you're not really a fan......" Zhao Qiang lowered his voice and sighed, "We flattered and laughed all the way, and it was not as impressive as the two games of oranges." ”

Qiu Zhigao laughed and said: "This is normal, just like you like beautiful, beautiful, cute and playful girls." ”

"I love to learn. Zhao Qiang seriously pushed his black-framed glasses, "I'm going to prepare for the graduate school entrance examination from now on." ”

"It's so early, it's only a freshman!" Qiu Zhigao said in surprise.

Zhao Qiang smiled slightly, put away all the seriousness and impropriety, and exhaled and said: "I have thought about it very clearly, everyone has their own characteristics and their own future, the postgraduate entrance examination is the most suitable for me, I can't practice martial arts by others, I will follow the practice of martial arts, right? Prepare early, it's better than cramming Buddha's feet in battle, right? Slowly improve your connotation and ability, there will always be someone who likes me, right?"

A series of three rhetorical questions made Qiu Zhigao stunned when he heard it, and said with a sigh: "Ah Qiang, why do you feel that you have a little depth of thought?"

Zhao Qiang didn't speak, and pushed his black-rimmed glasses again, reflecting the sunlight shining in from the window.

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

When he was about to walk to the position of the tatami mat where the Songda Martial Arts Club was located, Lou Cheng saw Li Mao taking the lead, and everyone applauded one after another, welcoming himself back, Yan Zheke smiled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes flowed, and he seemed to be playful and happy.

In the applause, he found that Lin Que stood up and walked towards him, so he raised his right hand with a smile and put on a high-five pose.

Lin Que was stunned and didn't slow down, but when he was about to pass by the right side of Loucheng, he still stretched out his palm and lightly hit him.

"Come on!" Lou Cheng said with a smile, and added a sentence in his stomach, uncle!

Lin Que nodded, his gaze crossed his shoulder, looked at the ring, and looked at his opponent.

The two passed by, and Lou Cheng returned to the tatami mat, sitting in Lin Que's position, only separated from Yan Zheke by Guo Qing.

"Awesome!"

"Oranges are fine!"

"Nine out of ten in April's order competition are stable!"

Li Mao, Sun Jian, Chen Changhua and others gave a thumbs up and expressed their admiration, making Lou Cheng physically and mentally happy and full of refreshment.

He was about to respond with his fists, when he suddenly felt a pain in his arms and hands, and hurriedly unbuttoned and rolled up his sleeves, and found a few bruises, a little red and swollen, and his bones were also very sore.

"Are you alright? I brought the ointment and was in the locker room. Yan Zheke looked at it and asked with a little distress.

Hearing this, the eyes of Li Mao, Lin Hua and the others suddenly projected over, looking back and forth between Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke.

And Yan Zheke also realized that he was too active and became the focus of everyone, and his pretty face suddenly turned red, shy and timid, and beautiful.

Lou Cheng was thrilled when he heard this, and went to the locker room to apply ointment?

He retained the last trace of reserve and said: "Lin Que is about to play, as a teammate, it doesn't seem like it's okay not to watch or cheer?"

Sun Jian behind him couldn't help his "hypocrisy", and coaxed: "Lin Que's opponent is only an amateur, what's so good-looking? Go and apply the ointment, don't leave any dark wounds that will affect next week's game!"

"Okay!" Lou Cheng was waiting for the persuasion of others, and immediately stood up and looked at Yan Zheke.

Yan Zheke had long regretted making this suggestion, only to feel that his face was hot, and immediately gave him a blank look, but after looking at his bruises and redness, he pursed his lips, turned his head, stood up, blushed, avoided all eyes but walked to the locker room quite arrogantly.

Lou Cheng looked at her swaying back, and followed behind with a fluttering heart, and there was a whisper of Li Mao and others in his ears.

"Tsk, the current junior is amazing!" Chen Changhua sighed and sighed.

is also a college student who practices martial arts, why did he become a single dog for four years?

Li Mao also sighed: "I always felt that he didn't want to catch up with ......"

It's like thinking that his martial arts future is like that......

In the locker room, there was no one around, Yan Zheke turned around, put his hands behind his back, and snorted:

"Tell me why you agreed! You should ask me to take out the ointment and apply it myself!"

Lou Cheng suddenly had a feeling of flirting and scolding, and pretended to be pitiful and said: "But I'm not good at painting myself, I have both hands, and it hurts." ”

"Really?" Yan Zheke hurriedly checked, as a girl from a martial arts family, she still had the corresponding vision, and said with a sigh of relief, "There are no injuries on the bones, you sit, I'll go get the ointment." ”

She trotted to the locker, took out the ointment, sat down next to Lou Cheng, raised her right hand with a lot of bruises, squeezed out the paste, and kneaded it vigorously with a specific technique.

Lou Cheng's eyes have been chasing her figure, following her busy, at this moment, looking at the girl next to her, looking at her blown-up skin, looking at her residual thin red cheeks, looking at her delicate lips with a glossy finish, looking at her slightly distressed expression, looking at her focused and gentle eye waves, although the right hand was kneaded for a while, but it was willing, and even had the feeling that everyone was drunk if they were not drunk.

At this moment, he was a little longing for eternity.

After rubbing the bruises on his two hands, Yan Zheke's eyes rolled, and he pretended to be ordinary: "Which cabinet is you?" I'll bring your shoes, it's not good for old bare feet to step on the ground." ”

"That. Lou Cheng pointed, enjoying the girl's thoughtfulness and gentleness.

"You continue to rub it yourself~" Yan Zheke wiped his hands with a tissue next to him, turned around and walked to the cabinet.

When she took out Lou Cheng's sneakers, she deliberately blocked her vision with her back, looked at the code quickly and seriously, and then hooked the corners of her mouth, and carried the shoes back with a smile.

"What's so happy?" Lou Cheng asked curiously.

Yan Zheke smiled and groaned: "I thought that if you didn't bring these shoes, you would have to go back barefoot!"

"Who would use martial arts shoes as everyday items?" Lou Cheng replied relaxedly.

His socks had also been broken just now, and he had to wear them barefoot for the time being.

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

"Ahhh

Phantom Fan laughed crisply: "The picture of him turning barefoot and leaving the field perfectly meets all my expectations and fantasies for the mysterious master!"

"Listen to the commentary, the Jiupin who lost is very strong, and he is close to the Dan realm, haha, he is now frantically praising our family Loucheng, saying that he is not only genius, half a year and nine pins, but also good at actual combat and good at seizing opportunities......" Yan Xiaoling wanted to give the commentary a thumbs up with satisfaction.

While the two little girls were talking and laughing, Yan Xiaoling opened the webpage and logged in to the forum, preparing to establish a post related to this selection competition.

The page swiped, and she rubbed her eyes suddenly, a little suspicious that she had read the wrong number.

Yesterday, there were only four fans who paid attention, how can there be three hundred and sixty-eight now?

How many times has this been multiplied?

"Fanfan, Fanfan, go and see the forum! I feel like something is wrong with my eyes!" Yan Xiaoling hurriedly sent a message to Phantom Fan.

After half a ring, Phantom replied weakly, "It seems that there is something wrong with my eyes. ”

In this forum, the "Dragon King" silently made a post:

"Lou Cheng Data Collection"

"Name: Lou Cheng. ”

"Occupation: Student. ”

"Age: nineteen. ”

"School: Matsujo University. ”

"Martial Arts Grade: Strong Profession Nine Grades. ”

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

In the Red Luo Martial Arts Pavilion, most of the disciples and students were already desperate and full of loss, and only a few core disciples who knew Pan Chengyun's true strength still held on to the last trace of expectation, hoping that he could turn the tide of the battle as a secret weapon.

As long as Lin Que is defeated, the third martial artist in Songcheng University doesn't even have an amateur grade!

Pan Chengyun adjusted his breathing and stood opposite Lin Que, because they were all on the court for the first time, there was no problem of physical recovery, so even if there was no time for dialogue, the referee was not too anxious to announce the start of the game, but called the staff to clean up the debris in the ring, so as not to interfere with the follow-up battle.

After some busyness, he confirmed with the two warriors, then waved his right hand and said loudly:

"Let's go!"

Pan Chengyun knew that the strength of his professional nine grades could not be hidden from Lin Que for a long time, and he would be exposed if he handed over a few hands, so he planned to go all out from the beginning and seize the opportunity that the other party despised him.

He visualized the spreading flames, "ignited" his whole body, his back was tense, he pushed down, his legs and feet exerted force, and he pounced on Lin Que suddenly, several meters at a time.

Lin Que did not back down, strode forward, paused suddenly, his feet were forced, his body trembled slightly, his temples immediately bulged, his right arm pulled back, and he completed the explosion and electric shooting in a very short distance, hitting Pan Chengyun like a meteor.

And Pan Chengyun also completed the first outbreak, as if holding a giant hammer in his hand and hitting hard.

Bang!

As soon as the two collided, Pan Chengyun was like being hit by a bomb, and there was a shock all over his body, his bones trembled, his qi and blood rolled, his five organs were uncomfortable, and his fascial muscles were difficult to exert for a while!

Lin Que approached, his left arm snapped out, and stopped on his neck.

"In the third game, Lin Que won!" The referee suddenly wanted to laugh, this ended faster than the first game, and it was really a battle between the professional nine products and the amateur one products, and the gap was indeed quite large.

Lin Que didn't look at Pan Chengyun, his expressionless face showed a somewhat thoughtful expression, and he whispered to himself:

"You really have to be like him, and do your best at the beginning?"

While speaking, Lin Que arched his hand, turned around and walked out of the ring with joy or sadness, and there was really nothing to be happy about defeating an amateur opponent.

Pan Chengyun looked at it in a daze, and suddenly wanted to shout loudly and announce the truth to everyone.

I'm a professional nine products, not an amateur one!

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