It's interesting to fight against someone with flying supernatural ability… lying on the ground, Qu Hui looked at Lou Cheng while repeating what he had just said unconsciously. He almost forgot that his frozen body was already able to move, forgot to stand up, forgot all his public images.
He was just enjoying the experience of fighting against someone with flying supernatural ability through extending the fighting time?
Tok tok tok! Qu Hui's heart was beating quickingly and pumping hot blood, which diluted the remaining cold feelings. However, instead of feeling the warmth, he felt as if falling into an ice hole where there was gloomy, cold and oppressive.
Is this the taste of desperation?
Is the gap between him and me this wide?
I would still be defeated within seconds even if he hasn't recovered from internal injuries yet?
All the positive self-images now turned into sarcasms and slaps in his own face…
How could a pig fly!
Lou Cheng
made a gesture to show his respect and then turned to walk downstairs.
To be honest, Qu Hui combat effectiveness was indeed at seventh Pin, and any other lower sixth-Pin fighter who hadn't recovered from internal injuries yet would end up with a shipwreck in a ditch if they underestimated this opponent. However, some of Lou Cheng's special kungfu could just restrain Qu Hui's movement and thus enable Lou Cheng to make the seckill as if he was fighting against a fighter with no supernatural ability, who had just entered the Dan stage.
For example, though the Ice Mirror couldn't help Lou Cheng to predict when and how his opponent would use the flying supernatural ability, he could sense the
prelude in advance since Qu Hui would made a kick instead of crashing towards him directly. Thus Lou Cheng was able to "predict" Qu Hui's movement and react to it in advance. As a result, however odd Qu Hui's direction-changing ability was, all of his efforts were made in vain. Meanwhile, Bing Formula could reach its target within a long distance, which exactly helped Lou Cheng to attack Qu Hui without approaching him. On the other side, Qu Hui didn't have not only any special defense methods, but also strong spirit that enable him to resist Lou Cheng's attack directly as those seventh-Pin fighters. Considering all of this, no wonder Lou Cheng was finally the winner.
In other words, it would be more difficult for Lou Cheng to fight against another normal Seventh-Pin warrior considering his present physical condition.
Of course, the rule of Challenge Tournament also restrained Qu Hui's actions. If weapons were permitted in the arena, Qu Hui would probably change the game result with a bow, a bolt or a gun while flying in the midair.
Seeing Lou Cheng leave the arena and walk towards the auditorium, the audience around gradually quieted down and there were only the previews boos echoing in the gymnasium.
They would be actually booing themself if they continued acting like that.
Coming back along the path, Lou Cheng was greeted by Yan Zheke, who yelled with a big smile and clenching fists.
"Cheng, good job! You've tried your best!"
It was actually a response to the previews joke "You've tried your best" and "Good job".
Exchanging a tacit smile, Lou Cheng felt even happier. After a fist bump with the girl, he gave five to Lin Que, Li Mao and Cai Zongming one by one, and all of them were overjoyed.
Since Haiyuan was weaker than Sanjiang, they had almost reached the national competition after today's match!
"Though I'm longing for a celebration, my reason warns me that I can't be above myself and look down on Haiyuan." Sun Jian laughed.
"I'm so glad that you're rational! Just lay low and accumulate well virtue!" Lin Hua cast a glance at him.
Old Shi waved to dissolve the cheering crowd and said, "Go back to the locker room first. You have the nerve to celebrate in face of
all the sad students?"
"Of course we have the nerve!" Cai Zongming answered without hesitation.
Though saying like that, he still followed the group to enter the locker room, leaving the depressed audience behind.
Yeah, they definitely had the nerve to celebrate, but Cai Zongming were afraid of being surrounded and trampled by the young students driven by impulsiveness…
Yan Xiaoling was still on the stands like an abandoned quail, not knowing what to do. The gloomy faces around were so scary that she dared not to celebrate.
"Sigh!" She sighed deliberately and hinted Mu Jinnian to lower her head, pretending they were also depressed.
Don't beat me, I'm one of you!
At 3:45 pm on January 5th, in the martial arts arena of Haiyuan School.
While watching the fierce on the arena, Lou Cheng leaned over to Yan Zheke and smiled towards her ears with a lowered voice.
"You brother doesn't want me to fight today?"
Yan Zheke rolled her eyes at him. "was't it enough that my brother left you a complete Qu Hui the last match?"
It was Sun Jian's turn to be the forward in the competition against Haiyuan School, but he was still unlucky as to encounter the opponent's leading player and defeated by the power of Dan stage and supernatural ability. But Lin Que soon replace Sun Jian and defeated the opponent with his Doomed Death after a three-minute fierce battle.
In the third round, Lin Que seized the opportunity to defeat a Professional-Ninth-Pin warrior through the burst of Dan stage, and he was now fighting against another Professional-Ninth-Pin with his tired body.
While Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke were whispering to each other, Lin Que discovered his opponent's flaws with mercurial balance and immediately threw out a series of Meteor force with quickly swinging arms.
Bang!
Lu Yaqian felt her qi and blood were burning and almost bursting out from her throat, and all her five viscera and six bowels seemed to be trembling along with fascia and muscles. Trying hard to raise her arms and gather strength but in vain, she saw Lou Cheng's approaching fist stop near her temple.
The referee raised his right hand and announced loudly with the sound from his Dantian.
"Round Four, Lin Que wins!"
"The final result, Songcheng University Martial Arts Club wins!"
Lin Que withdrew his fist and began grasping for breath. While the sweat was dropping from his forehead, his eyes, which were filled with tiredness, was suddenly lightened by joy.
Lou Cheng and the other fellows sprang up to give five to each other as if saying "Happy New Year" in the Spring Festival.
National Competitions, we're coming!
They were not cheering out of the excitement after winning a hard battle, but for finally gaining what they deserved.
When they came back to the campus in Songcheng, Cai Zongming grinned and suggested,
"Shall we dine together to celebrate for our victory?"
It was quite reasonable since Song Cheng University Martial Arts Club had been rejected bu the National Competition for many years!
"Okay, where shall we go?" Lou Cheng agreed without any hesitation at all.
Saying like that, he suddenly realized it was not up to him to make the decision and hurried to turn his gaze at Old Shi with an embarrassed look.
"Go go go. just enjoy yourself and celebrate your victory in anyway you like since it's someone's treat, and don't forget to bring me some good wine. Just chalk up the cost to Martial Arts Club's account." Old Shi promised with a big smile.
The crowd let out a whoop of joy and then began discussing where to get together for meals. Finally, Little Ming announced,
"Let's go to the sidewalk snack booth. Though low-end restaurant it is, we are free there and the atmosphere suit our celebration well.
After inviting Shu Rui and her team, the crowd of Martial Arts Club reached a sidewalk snack booth near their old campus and seated themselves. They ordered a full table of dishes including roast, wok braised goose lips, etc.
After opening one bottle of wine for Old Shi and serving themselves with juice, they all toasted their victory in front of the camera and yelled their excitement out,
"National Competition! National Competition!"
It was the announcement of the group of aspiring youth!
They cheering crowd recalled Shu Rui of her golden time in university, and she couldn't help sighing with emotion.
If she could get back to the first day at school, she would cherish and enjoy every bits and pieces of the past school life.
Once they graduated from school, they would say goodbye to each other and start pursuing their own onward journey separately. Then lots of friendships and happy memories would no longer exist.
However, they were too excited to control their tone and thus annoyed those sitting nearby. Soon a man with tattoos on his arms went to them and yelled,
"You're so noisy!"
"Sorry, we will behave ourselves." Lou Cheng hurried to apologize in embarrassment, feeling their behavior transgressed social morality.
That young man looked around and then sneered,
"Do you think it's enough?"
Several strong men stood up from his table.
Lou Cheng's lips twitched.
"What about this?"
With a flip of his wrists, a fireball was thrown onto the ground and exploded in front of the man with tattoos. Flames roared, lighting their face.
... The young man with tattoos was stunned, not knowing whether to step forward or back. One of his trembling fellows came to muddle through the affair and then helped him to walk back.
Ignoring the sight of astonishment of people sitting around, Lou Cheng withdrew his hand, sat down and began biting a stick of beef.
Though we don't want to make troubles, we are not afraid of any troubles!
"Cheng, it's not like your usual style?" Yan Zheke leaned over to him and smiled.
"Why?" Lou Cheng felt it funny and then asked in response.
Rolling her eyes up and slightly biting her lips, the girl replied, "I've expected you to break the cement floor with one step and scare them back, but you used the power of blaze directly. Well, it was so exaggerating and didn't like your usual style~!"
" You alone have understood me. Actually I intended to lay low as breaking the floor in the beginning, but I gave up the idea after serious consideration." Lou Cheng sighed.
"Why?" Yan Zheke blinked, bewildered and concerned.
Lou Cheng replied with deep hatred and resentment, "I would be fined if I broke the floor!"
Once bitten by a snake, one shies at a coiled rope for the next ten years!
Haha! Yan Zheke turned to hide her laughter, her body trembling.
When the dinner came to its end, it was over eight in the evening. Everyone was full up and began toasting and yelling,
"National Competition! National Competition!"
In the following days, there would be Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke's examination week, and they would suffer from a mixture round of reviewing and testing.
When it came to 16th, January and they still had the last exam, another thing happened in time.
The lot-drawing ceremony for the national university division martial arts competition!
Sixteen tough martial arts teams from eight divisions would fight against each other in groups!
Every member of the martial arts club gathered in front of the computer in the office, waiting for the live broadcast.
Shu Rui was also here to record their reactions.
For her, Songcheng University was on the same level of Huahai and Guangnan, just a little weaker than Shan University and Capital University. So they had the ability to make themselves one of the top four. Since it was their first time to join in the national competition, they were unable to become a seed team in the beginning and their record would greatly depend on the drawing result. After all, there were also powerful players in the other teams.