"Champion!" "Champion!" "Champion!"
The sound at first was messy, and then it became orderly which at last merged into the enlightening sound torrent rolling in every corner of the arena.
Witnessed Lou Cheng has beaten the No.1 seeded fighter through such a bitter struggle and recalled the process that he beat his strong opponents one match after one match, a large part of the audience suddenly thought that he should be the Youth Championship of this session. No matter what the final result was, he was the real champion, the real champion in people's heart.
Under this match system, the final result mostly depended on luck and on lots. However, the previous matches he won could show more of the glory of the martial arts!
"Champion!" "Champion!" "Champion!"
Hearing such a cry and feeling this kind of approval, Lou Cheng at first had a relaxed and pleasant mood, but then he suddenly had feelings welling up in his heart and was fumed in anger.
After I had gained so many approvals in the Youth Tournament, what else can I ask for?
He slowed his footsteps and raised his hands to wave to the audience in all directions.
At this moment, I am the king in this arena and the king of this match!
The audience became quiet for a moment, and followed by the outbreak of a warmer cry:
"Lou Cheng!"
"Champion!"
They cheered for him like answering their own questions, which made Yan Zheke also feel so excited even though she was in the restroom. Hearing of this, her eyes became as bright as stars.
At this moment, the camera again began to shoot Lou Cheng after it has gone around the stand and has recorded a few beautiful girls. So Yan Zheke suddenly thought of an idea, she then took out her phone and sent her boyfriend a message.
And surrounded by cheering sound and under the shining of the sun, Lou Cheng indulged in the flow of hot blood and looked to the arena which symbolized the championship.
It would be a total self-deception if he said he didn't want to get the highest glory for he has already advanced into the final round!
Even if I'm indeed weaker than Han Zhiwei or even if I try my best to beat Zhang Zhutong, which means that I consume much more than Han Zhifei did after he fought against Liu Xunzhen, I still have a chance. I am not going to throw in the towel for I has already tried so hard!
To be honest, in this final, it is significant for him to confront with Han Zhifei who was the best four fighters in the last session and who was twenty-five years old now because he would have no chance to fight with Han Zhifei once he missed this match. As the No. 2 seeded fighter, Han Zhifei also carried too many expectations from others, so naturally, he also bore a lot of pressure.
And him, he really suffered no pressure now because his goal has been achieved and his ranking also was better than he expected. He got much more bonus than he expected. He even received the audience's identification and became the uncrowned king in this tournament. So whether he lost or won the match, he didn't need to consider other factors. The reason why he wanted to win was only the desire within his heart.
Both victory and failure depend on me, I have no pressure at all.
As he was fighting against Zhang Zhu, Lou Cheng whose goal was only advancing in the final round almost had this kind of feeling, but he still had a little burden about proving that he didn't need other attacks.
In fact, for him, the victory didn't mean a lot. Even if he lost, he would probably quit Weibo, forum and stop talking about this match with his friends, he then would read novels, play games, watch TV series or programmes for a week until the heat went down. After all the things have subsided, he would start again to brush off the failure with victory after victory. But he knew that Yan Zheke would be so guilt and so painful, so he frankly bore the pressure for
his beloved girl.
Now, all his burden has been removed. He purely focused on the game, on the martial arts.
With the more relaxed footsteps, Lou Cheng recalled every piece of information about Han Zhifei in his mind.
Male, twenty-five years old, and three years ago, he was a mature fighter of Professional Eighth Pin. Two years ago, he got the certificate of Professional Seventh Pin. He also was one of the vice hall masters of "Sage Hall".
He grew up on the streets and also mingled among the underworld gang. Later he was so lucky to meet a nice boss who helped him master martial arts. And after he got his professional certificate, he gradually threw away his bad reputation and took part in the "Sage Hall" where he mastered the "Punch with Virtual Print". It was said that the reason that he could wash his Hands in a Golden Basin smoothly and escaped from the previous gang group was that the boss of "Sage Hall" was one of the most powerful men in the underworld gang group. And he was very mysterious. People only knew that his nickname was "Sir. Ba".
Once the "Void Imprint Fist" was mastered and was hit out, all the power in his body would go up and leave no hint regardless the Force Concentration. That was its feature. Also, this punch had the quite extraordinary force which was known as rigid and soft. It didn't target the enemy just like a person used this punch to attack mountains across cattle. Right, to attack mountains across cattle was like mountain collapsed while the cattle were not shocked.
Han Zhifei was still far away from the highest level of "Void Imprint Fist", but he mastered some essence of it. He was good at the rigid or the soft changes of force. He also was good at attacking the tendon, vessel, and bone of his opponent invisibly which could be regarded as the bane for directly practicing martial arts.
Although his strength also broke through the limits of the human, he could only complete six explosions of power not as many as Zhang Zhutong exploded.
After he thought it over and over again, the more he thought, the more difficult he felt to deal with this Han Zhifei.
He won't be much weaker than Zhang Zhutong. I am afraid that their difference was between one hundred and ninety. As for me, if I encounter them in my normal condition, I will probably lose the match, not to mention that I had just fought with No.1 seeded fighter just now. My spirit isn't very good and my tendon, vessel and muscle were painful which affected my further attacking force. However, Han Zhi Fei's enemy, Liu Xunzhen, is relatively weak.
But there still are a few chances!
Yesterday, last night, Han Zhifei's opponent was the No.3 seeded fighter, Qiushan!
He played so hard and won the match so hard that he might have been injured by his opponent!
Even if not, or even if the "Sage Hall" had some good ways to eliminate fatigue and to restore physical strength, he still couldn't get all his physical strength back within an hour and a half after the continuously high-intensity battle. He couldn't recover his peak state, not even recover 80% of his physical strength.
Unfortunately, ah, just now I was taking time to get into the deep sleep which made me miss the scene when Han Zhifei was fighting with Liu Xunzhen, so I also didn't know whether he had any wound or hidden injury...
Thought of this and that, Lou Cheng walked to the edge of the arena. He then took out the phone and was about to pass it to the match supervision.
At this moment, he habitually clicked the screen and saw the message from his girlfriend:
"Han Zhifei has a small wound on his left rib so that he would be slightly slow when he punched out his left fist! Just now, I, as your sister, didn't forget to watch the game and I never forgot to turn off the sound. Quickly, praise me now~".
Lou Cheng suddenly thought of the scene that Han Zhifei used the skills which mixed Force Concentration with "Punch with Virtual Print" to stop the strong piercing finger force of Qiu Shan directly last night. He at that time looked nothing wrong, but he still was hurt by the finger force.
The corners of his mouth hung up as he replied Yan Zheke under the staring of the audience.
"Praise Coach Yan! You are witty, cautious and beautiful!"
"Hey yeah yeah, look at the spoiling smile of our dear Lou Cheng. He really has a girlfriend ah! (wringing emoji)". Eternal Nightfall, Yan Xiaoling found this fact with her sharp observation.
Brahman appeared and ridiculed her sharply, "Unfortunately, your chest is too small to hammer...".
"Do not say that. A-cup also called the chest." Okamoto's Fan said.
Yan Xiaoling said in "rage": "That's nonsense. Compared to my height and my figure, I am kind of sexy for having such a chest!"
"Oh, right. Lingling is as high and small as a primary school student, with 1.5 meters height (manual funny face emoji)." Unparalleled Dragon King also began to make fun of her.
"Wow, God, I am so mad. I'm obviously 1.52 meters high! How can you erase the two centimeters? Do you have any idea that how important it is!" Yan Xiaoling seemed to make fun of herself instead of explaining.
For them, watching Lou Cheng advancing in the final round has achieved their dreams and hopes, so they felt very relaxed and care nothing about the victory.
However, Yan Zheke who stayed in the restroom typed on the keyboard and replied Lou Cheng with a "turning around proudly" emoji, "Flatulent Cheng!"
And then she saw Lou Cheng handed the phone to the math supervision. He walked along the stone stage step by step towards the ring and finally stood under the spotlight.
At this moment, the radio began to introduce the other fighter in the final round,
"Let's welcome the second fighter, No. 2 seeded fighter, Han Zhifei!"
"He also has defeated so many strong enemies in this tournament, including No.3 and No.9 seeded fighter. Now, he has to fight with the biggest black horse in this tournament!"
Until he finished his words, there were so many cheering sounds bursting out in the stands. The audience was shouting, "Han Zhifei".
As a local fighter in Gao Fen and a member of "Sage Hall", Han Zhifei was well-known. Because he participated in the preliminaries as a member of "Sage Hall" and a fighter who was challenging the higher level, he certainly received a lot of support in this half home arena.
He walked along the road and went up the stone stage. At last, he stood in front of Lou Cheng.
They did not speak. They saw the referee raised his right hand and at the same time they heard the radio shouted,
"The third session of Youth Tournament Champion Match, the final round, starts now!"
The host cried out the last word which ignited the enthusiasm of the audience. The cheering vuvuzela sounded louder and louder.
The referee waved to announce,
"The talk time starts."
Han Zhifei had a shallow scar on his face and had eyesights which were not so ferocious. He smiled with a serious face,
"I should be one of the earliest people who noticed your potential and power in this tournament."
"Do you begin to pay attention to me until the match between Xiong Yu and me?" Lou Cheng has checked information of every opponent, so he naturally knew that both Han Zhifei and Xiong Yu were members of "Sage Hall".
"Yes. I read your information then and checked the match agenda. Then I coursed in my heart who arranged the agenda which set the semi-final and final on the same night! Doesn't this let the guy who has great stamina like you take all the advantages?" Han Zhifei laughed and shook his head," But who knows, in the end, it seems that I take the advantages this time. Nothing can be predicted."
Before Lou Cheng answered him, he added, "It makes me feel a bit embarrassed because the championship seems to belong to you."
When he talked about this, he suddenly became serious, "But I won't let you win easily and I won't feel stressful about this thing. Not only because I also want to be the champion and to win the victory, but also because to go all out should be the most significant respect that I can give you!"
"What a coincidence! I think so. I will not easily throw in the towel. I also will not retreat from difficulties. To make every effort to defeat you is the greatest respect for you!" Lou Cheng answered as solemnly as him.
After they finished their words, they smiled at each other. They had a tacit understanding on this thing.
During the rest of the time, they began to adjust their state. Lou Cheng quickly came up with the fighting strategy, that is, to bet that his opponent didn't guess out the fact that his stamina wasn't consumed at all and nearly half of his spirit was recovered.
Of course, the spirit can't be measured by data. I can only say that my head is clear now and my reaction also doesn't slow down.
Also, because the fighters of Dan stage regard martial arts as the foundation, as the source and emphasize the spirit and mind, the confrontation of the momentum becomes very important!
As he was thinking, time flew. The referee glanced at the clock. Once again he waved his right hand,
"Begin now!"
The final round began!