"Win it back!"

Hearing Lou Cheng's words, Lin Que didn't speak again, only nodded slightly, but the disappointment and unwillingness in his eyes had faded, and the battle intent that was not strong enough but was absolutely pure was rekindled. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, Sun Jian walked up to the two of them and said half-jokingly and half-self-deprecatingly:

"I've always said that the presence of the two of you at the same time will take away my chances to play, but now I hope you two don't let me play like that......"

If it's an online chat, he just wants to match a "laughing and crying" emoji.

Lou Cheng was almost amused by him, and deliberately said seriously:

"Fight well and enjoy the greeting of the professional nine products. ”

Sun Jian shuddered, looked up at Zhuo Yanjun, whose face was not red and out of breath, and had the illusion that a frog was about to challenge the poisonous snake.

How to fight a strong professional nine products in almost perfect condition?

It's not called enjoyment, it's called masochism!

However, if you don't face your career nine products like this, how can you see your own problems clearly? How dare you face your father in the graduation season?

He took a breath and stretched out his right hand towards Lin Que.

Lin Que's expression returned to indifference, but he still raised his arm and struck Sun Jian's right palm.

He is well aware of the fact that similar rituals are cultivating a sense of community and enhancing cohesion, but he is reluctant to expose and exclude himself.

Sun Jian crossed the two companions, walked down the stone steps, and ascended to the ring, although he was not as nervous as Li Mao, he still couldn't help but play the drums.

The strength gap between himself and Zhuo Yanjun cannot be filled by shouting slogans and swaying blood.

When Chen Changhua challenged Lin Que last year, he was already a leader in the amateur first grade, and he felt so good that he wanted to participate in the professional quality competition, but he lost without temper and lost in a mess.

Zhuo Yanjun was evaluated as a strong ninth grade, and his strength should be about the same as Lin Que in the last semester, or even a little stronger, and now he is written as an amateur third grade and read as an amateur second grade, which is still a lot weaker than Chen Changhua at that time, one increase and one decrease, the gap can be imagined!

Forget it, play style, play spirit...... Sun Jian relieved himself and took a pose.

When the referee announced the start, he did not do a fight, and made an unexpected rush attack, bent his back and knees, and pounced on his opponent like a tiger.

Although Zhuo Yanjun didn't expect such a change, his strength was there, and he was full of confidence, so he took a step forward without panic, sealing the route of Sun Jian's footwork change, his right shoulder exploded, and his arm was like a sword.

The muscles of Sun Jian's right arm swelled, and with a shake of force, his fist smashed out fiercely, blocking the opponent's slash with a bang.

At this moment, his joints snapped, he made an inch, his five fingers were stretched together, he turned his fist into a grasp, and grabbed Zhuo Yanjun's forearm between the lightning and the fire.

Divide the flowers and brush the willow hands!

Zhuo Yanjun's arm was weak, turned into noodles, followed by a vigorous shake, tense into a sword and an iron rod, directly flicked out the fingers that Sun Jian grabbed, and turned sideways, his abdominal muscles swelled, his fascia pulled, and his left elbow turned into a short sword, stabbing out.

This is the fusion of Feiliu Fist's "Continuous" and Xuanshui Swordsmanship's "Close Stab", which is fought quickly and quickly, and is extremely compact.

Sun Jian didn't have time to dodge, and he didn't have time to exert force with his feet, so he could only barely drive the strength of his shoulders and swing his arms to the bar.

Bang! He was beaten backwards, and Zhuo Yanjun was unforgiving, "continuously" made a move, and in just a few strokes, he was in a hurry, and finally was stabbed in the chest with a sword, and the pain was so painful that he almost stopped breathing.

"In the fifth game, Zhuo Yanjun won!"

"In the end, the Donglin team wins!"

The referee's announcement silenced Zhang Jingye and others, in exchange for reserved applause from the home audience.

Call...... Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke exhaled in unison, and their expressions were a little depressed.

Although this is an expected loss, although there is still a chance to turn the tables, a loss is a loss, and the result will not be happy.

Seeing the on-site reporter from Donglin TV coming over, Lou Cheng hurriedly restrained his mood, and asked Yan Zheke sideways: "My expression is okay, right?"

"No!" Yan Zheke pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes bright, "Come on~!"

"Uh-huh. Lou Cheng took off the big white towel he was wearing and stood up.

"Hello, Lou Cheng, I'm Zhang Hai, a reporter from Donglin TV, can I interview you a few words?" the reporter comrade said the same opening sentence.

Lou Cheng did not hide the depression of failure:

"Yes. ”

Zhang Hai is a young man in his twenties, who looks quite friendly, and said with a smile when he heard this:

"Lou Cheng, you have played well enough today, if you say that the perfect score is ten, I will give you a score of nine. ”

"I've read your information, this should be the first time you've encountered the intact Eight Rank Dan Realm, how do you feel?"

Lou Cheng pretended to be muttered: "It's very strong, it's suppressed in all aspects, but I think I can play better." ”

"Oh, why do you say that?" asked Zhang Hai with interest.

Lou Cheng smiled bitterly: "Maybe I care too much, and I don't have much experience, I was in a hurry in the first game, and I always wanted to solve the opponent at once, not only made a lot of mistakes, but also brought this emotion to the second game, and failed to make a better choice at the critical moment." ”

He didn't find out that Hou Yue had an ability, and pretended to be at a loss, so that in the next game, the Donglin team would still rely on this point.

Soldiers don't get tired of cheating!

"I understand, you've only been studying martial arts for more than half a year, and it's normal to have a lack of experience, so don't worry too much. Zhang Hai was relieved and continued to ask questions according to the outline.

After a few questions, he politely stopped and went to interview Lin Que.

Lou Cheng took two steps back, leaned to Yan Zheke's side, and said in a low voice, "Keke, how did I behave just now?"

Will it be seen that they are lying? Will it warn the East Landing Clan?

Yan Zheke's pear vortex was highlighted, and he nodded with a light smile: "It's very sincere and true." ”

Speaking of this, her eyes fluttered, and she seemed to smile and said, "I feel that you are so good at lying! Will you lie to me like this in the future?"

This...... Lou Cheng's mouth was half open, and he was speechless.

This was a very different answer than he expected!

Isn't it time to praise me?

And this deception strategy was taught to me by you!

I feel like I'm being tricked again......

As his thoughts turned, he laughed and said, "How can I hide this little bit of caution from Coach Yan? I don't dare to lie to you!"

"Uh-huh. Yan Zheke nodded first, and then said with a pretty face, "Don't you dare to lie to anyone to fool me?"

It's all a routine...... Lou Cheng was dumbfounded, and he didn't dare to answer casually.

Seeing his stunned appearance, Yan Zheke finally couldn't help laughing, and laughed, completely calming down the depression of today's regretful failure.

Silly oranges are so cute!

On the other side, Zhang Hai stood opposite Lin Que, said the opening remarks as usual, and then asked:

"Classmate Lin Que, how do you feel when you face the continuous outbreak of the Eight Pindan Realm today?"

Lin Que took the white towel that wiped the sweat and said flatly:

"Very strong. ”

It's really like gold...... Zhang Hai kept smiling and said, "Then what do you think of your performance?"

"Lost. Lin Que spit out two words and turned his head and walked to the away team's locker room.

What is the answer? What is the answer? What I am asking is evaluation! Zhang Hai was confused.

Yan Zheke, who was not far away, sighed and said to Lou Cheng in a low voice:

"In my brother's dictionary, losing means being bad. ”

Losing equals a bad ...... Lou Cheng couldn't help but chew on this sentence.

Although he would hate any failure, it was impossible to be as extreme as Lin Que.

It's really different people, different personalities......

Thinking of this, he sympathized with poor reporter Zhang a little, and he needed an interpreter to interview his eldest brother......

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

The road back was still rushing, and when the Martial Arts Club returned to the new campus of Songda University, it was close to nine o'clock in the evening, and they ate a high-speed rail meal directly on the way for convenience.

Seeing that Yan Zheke couldn't hide her tiredness, Lou Cheng didn't kidnap her anymore to go for a walk by the lake, holding the girl's hand, walking slowly on the pedestrian street, aiming for three dormitories.

When he was about to arrive at the door, he thought that the bonus had been credited to his account and he could buy a ring, so he began to consider his tone and prepare to invite Yan Zheke to go shopping tomorrow.

With the current intimacy of the two, there was no need to speak so solemnly on a date, but Lou Cheng hoped for a surprise, so he was thinking about what excuse to find.

Yan Zheke looked up with his eyes, a little shy and a little embarrassed, wondering if he should take the initiative to propose a date tomorrow, take the opportunity to pull the orange to buy a ring, and surprise him.

If so, what should I say?

Just when she pursed her lips, looked to the side with her eyes, and was about to speak, she suddenly heard Lou Cheng smile and speak: "Keke, will you go shopping with me tomorrow......?"

Before Lou Cheng could finish his excuse, he saw Yan Zheke smile and deprive him of the light of the surrounding street lamps:

"Okay~"

"Uh-huh!" Lou Cheng didn't know why the girl was smiling so happily, but he couldn't help but laugh along.

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

Back in the dormitory, Lou Cheng found that the small dormitory was empty, and immediately understood that Zhao Qiang would play in Donglin for a day to make a friendship.

"Tsk, only a girl can make Cuong give up studying for a short time. He shook his head with a smile, picked up the hot water bottle, and walked out of the small bedroom, ready to wash.

At this moment, he heard the sound of the key twisting, saw the door open, and Cai Zongming walked in.

"You're back?" Lou Cheng was startled.

Cai Zongming smiled: "Surprise?"

"Surprise you ghost!" Lou Cheng looked behind Xiao Ming suspiciously, "Ah Qiang, what about them?"

"It's still in the east, and I'll return tomorrow night. Cai Zongming looked right.

"Then why did you run back by yourself?" Lou Cheng asked with a smile.

Cai Zongming sighed: "I have special training tomorrow morning! Besides, I have girlfriends, just help them match, it's okay to watch model workers show affection?"

"Oh......" Lou Cheng smiled evilly to express his understanding, and sighed, "King of Mouth, I really didn't expect you to insist on special training!"

Cai Zongming's face was straight:

"Of course, I'm a man who does what I say!"

Then, he pretended to be impassioned:

"Orange, I'll make up for the bench next semester!" (To be continued.) )