Martial Arts Master

The sound of shouting penetrated the door of the locker room, waking up the team members who closed their eyes and meditated one by one. Everyone was moved and passionate, as if some kind of passion was boiling in their hearts.

As they looked at each other excitedly, old man Shi coughed twice:

"It's almost time, old man. Let me arrange the order of appearance. Today, Lou Cheng leads the lineup, and the third will go up."

"Me?" Lou Cheng blurted out in surprise.

Shouldn't my uncle be allowed to play to end the regrets of last year?

I'm ready to wave the towel on the bench!

At this time, Lin Que also made a move. He took a step forward and asked, "Coach, I want to play!"

Old man Shi chuckled and said, "Are you still obsessed with last year's match? Why should you keep this level of opponent in your heart? It's a good thing that you have the desire to win, but don't lower your level too much. That's it, you'll be in charge next week."

He didn't give Lin Que a chance to appeal and made a decision directly.

Lin Que's rare request was blocked back, his lips were pressed a little tighter, and he became more and more silent.

Old man Shi looked around, took a sip of his wine, and said with a smile: "During this period of training in the team, you guys can see it yourself. Yan girl is the one who performed the best, and those two brats are not human! She Be the main force, no one objected, right?"

It was rare for Yan Zheke to be praised in such a serious manner by Coach Shi. She couldn't hide her joy for a moment, her eyes lit up, she pursed her lips, turned her head, looked to the side, and quietly stretched out her hand to squeeze Lou Cheng's palm.

So happy~!

Well, Coach Shi's seriousness is limited to the part of praising himself!

Since mastering the internal training method, Yan Zheke has made rapid progress, and the improvement in strength is obvious to all. All the players present shook their heads to express their approval.

In this kind of matter, even if anyone wants to find fault with his conscience, he still has to consider the reality. Offending Yan Zheke is equivalent to offending Lou Cheng!

Of course, they didn't know that offending Yan Zheke was equivalent to offending Lin Que.

"You are the first to play today, play hard, with the goal of improving yourself, and someone is behind you." Old man Shi pointed out.

"Yes, Coach Shi!" Yan Zheke put her legs together, straightened her back, and deliberately answered cutely in a military posture, her inner excitement was evident on her face.

Old man Shi shook his head with a smile, as if remembering his own daughter at this age, he sighed slightly, and turned to look at Li Mao: "Is there any problem with the second appearance?"

After many actual battles and playing again and again, Li Mao's "nervousness" was mostly cured. With Lou Cheng behind him, he was even more relieved, and he replied loudly:

"no problem!"

Although I have stood up, I still want to cross the gully that made me fall!

After deciding on the order of the main force, old man Shi casually nodded at the team members and said:

"As a substitute, it is determined according to the level of the rank, and the old players are given priority."

"Sun Jian, Lin Hua, Cai Zongming."

The rules of this University Martial Arts Association have been slightly adjusted. The locker room can accommodate up to nine players. That is to say, the number of players on the roster is limited to nine, and no more than three substitutes can be reported.

When Sun Jian heard his name, he was in a daze for a while, and secretly laughed at himself, this time he really became a substitute...

Due to his inability to calm down, his ranking has already fallen behind Yan Zheke and Li Mao. When next year, he may be overtaken by Cai Zongming.

And Guo Qing was even more dejected, feeling that his position in the martial arts club was getting more and more embarrassing. If he decides, he won't even be able to enter the big list!

As for the two newcomers, He Zi and Wang Dali, they were full of curiosity about everything in the locker room, using their eyes as cameras to record everything they saw, without any negative emotions.

"Huh." Cai Zongming exhaled, and said in a low voice, "I'm ready for nothing."

"What are you preparing?" Lou Cheng tilted his head curiously and asked with his head buried.

"I prepared a draft of the dialogue time." Cai Zongming sighed, "It's a pity that my fame in World War I has to be delayed."

Lou Cheng squinted at him: "You think too much..."

During the mutual loss between the two, old man Shi asked Jiang Fusheng to write down the list of main players and substitutes and submit it to the competition supervisor.

After waiting for less than a minute, he applauded and said:

"Okay, let's go out."

When everyone was walking towards the door, Lou Cheng approached old man Shi, lowered his voice and asked:

"Master, there is no difference between me and Lin Que in this match, why do I have to stop him?"

This is very puzzling, and Coach Yan is also very puzzled!

Old man Shi let out a hey:

"Gang is extremely easy to break, haven't you heard this saying?"

"Are you polishing Lin Que?" Lou Cheng suddenly asked.

Old man Shi smiled: "He needs to sharpen his temperament, or he will break himself in the future, heh, the key things will cause too much damage, so we can only start from such small things."

"Understood." Lou Cheng took two steps back, returned to Yan Zheke's side, and relayed the master's words.

Yan Zheke heard complicated emotions and was silent for a few seconds before sighing:

"My brother is too tense."

Squeak, the door of the locker room opened, and the warm sound from outside poured in unimpeded, pouring into everyone's ears, burning their blood.

"Song Da! Song Da!"

At this time, the students saw Lou Cheng and others walking out, and the voice of calling became more and more fierce, as if an explosion had been completed:

"we are coming!"

Lou Cheng closed his eyes, looked sideways at Yan Zheke, and read the same thought as himself in her eyes:

National University Martial Arts Association, here we come!

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Today's game of this level has no TV broadcast, no webcast, not even preparation and recording, so Shu Rui has to lead the team to record the material for the program.

Standing on the edge of the stand, amidst the waves of sound, she felt the purity, madness and wantonness, and she couldn't help feeling:

"It's nice to be young..."

Back then, I spent my youth like this!

But now, I have to run around for daily necessities, I have to worry about love falling into reality, I have to be confused because the future is shrouded in fog, I have to worry about interpersonal relationships, I am busy, and I am exhausted physically and mentally. .

However, it seems to be a good choice to vent out the accumulated negativity of the backlog of emotions in such an atmosphere... Shu Rui's blood gradually boiled when he heard it, and he wanted to close his eyes, forget the reality, scream and shout crazily.

Not far from her, Li Liantong and the others were already waving their hands, creating a forest of human flesh. A little further away from her, Zhao Qiang and the others were no longer restrained, no longer polite, and blushed from shouting.

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Inside the visiting team locker room.

Listening to the hustle and bustle outside, recalling the last experience, Gu Yue suddenly said something in his heart:

"This time, that time."

He looked at his father, and said on his behalf: "Old rules, I'll take the lead, and you decide who will come first, and lose more beautifully!"

You can imagine with your toes that Songda must let Lou Cheng or Lin Que take the last place, and use experience as a substitute, so you don't have to worry about meeting them at the beginning. Based on this, according to normal logic, I should let the sophomore Ji Lan is a vanguard, playing more games, accumulating more experience, and making a contribution to the renewal of the Budo Club. However, I am already in my senior year, and I want to graduate decently. In the final Budo Club competition, I want to draw with victory. A full stop.

Losing to Lou Cheng or Lin Que after two consecutive battles is not considered a failure!

Fei Sanli had encountered a strong group in the final two weeks of the qualifying competition and failed to qualify. He was in a depressed stage, and he was too lazy to argue with Guyue's arrangement. He took a look at Ji Lan and agreed in a muffled voice.

But Ji Lan has nothing to do, thinking of gaining more knowledge and gaining some experience in fighting against alchemy powerhouses.

They stood up one after another, and walked out of the locker room imposingly like last year.

…………

After the audience followed the broadcast and shouted the names of the main players and the substitutes, the referee stepped onto the stage, gestured to both sides, and announced loudly:

"The first match between Songcheng University Martial Arts Club and Guannan Academy."

"Yan Zheke vs. Guyue!"

Hearing that it was this beautiful classmate who impressed everyone, there was another climax erupting above the stands, and the sound of shouts interlaced with the tweeting of small speakers.

Hitting Guyue... Lou Cheng didn't reveal his worries, and smiled at Yan Zheke who was beside him, saying, "The challenge is here."

"En!" Yan Zheke pursed her lips and nodded, with a solemn expression, got up and clapped hands with Lou Cheng, fist bumped with Lin Que and others, and walked towards the stands with her head held high.

She has her long hair coiled up, her eyes are bright and her teeth are shining brightly.

Gu Yue didn't expect the girl to lead the battle. He was a little dazed for a while, but when he came back to his senses, Yan Zheke was already standing opposite him, and the referee raised his right hand and said:

"Conversation time begins."

According to the information, there is only Ye Er, but she did not participate in the amateur competition in September... Sun Jian, who can beat Ye Yi, appeared on the stage. She is at least Ye Yi, maybe even stronger... She looks gentle and delicate, it should be That kind of well-educated girl is definitely not good at quarreling, not good at lip service, and is easily affected by words... Gu Yue flashed a thought, deliberately grinning and said:

"Although there are many Waigang seniors who are women, I still have to say that the arena belongs to men, girls, so don't get involved! Special cases are always special cases!"

Yan Zheke was furious when she heard Wuming, and immediately wanted to open her mouth to refute, but she quickly calmed down, knowing that the other party would not be able to argue with her properly, and she was more than swearing, swearing, or provocative words, and she could not even speak to elementary school students. Not necessarily comparable.

So angry!

Obviously he has no reason!

She took a breath, closed her eyes, calmed down, ignored Guyue's subsequent ridicule, and silently recited a sentence that Lou Cheng often said:

The battle of martial arts is not about words, the battle of martial arts is not about words, the battle of martial arts is not about words...

When Guyue realized that the beautiful girl opposite was so calm and unaffected, and shut up in time, the three minutes were coming to an end.

Yan Zheke opened her eyes, and her physical condition has been adjusted to the best.

The referee looked at the electronic clock, raised his right hand, and swung it down heavily:

"start!"

The new National University Martial Arts Association begins!