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"In the second round, Lou Cheng wins!"
The referee's voice penetrated his ears, and Qian Donglou's slightly arched figure was reflected in his pupils. Lou Cheng was in a trance for a moment, as if he was in a vivid dream.
I won?
Did I really win?
Did I really defeat the current martial arts saint who has been famous all over the world for nearly ten years?
Even if he had fought hard and was seriously injured, he would still be the most powerful person in the world without the Dragon King! This is the ultimate boss that I fantasized about when I was young!
The white clothes were stained gray by dust, and there were broken and torn scenes everywhere, mixed with burnt blackness and blood stains; the sweat on the forehead fell one by one at a speed visible to the naked eye; the right arm hung down weakly, and the left hand was barely raised halfway. Trembling slightly; the black hair on the back of the head was dancing with purple lightning, and there were many dead roots, and it was as messy as if it had been gnawed by a dog
These are the "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou that Lou Cheng sees at this moment, standing in the position of winner from a perspective different from battle videos and interviews.
He is also a human being, he will also be injured and embarrassed, and he will also be unable to react
An inexplicable emotion filled his heart, and Lou Cheng suddenly experienced some natural changes.
When he first entered the Waigang circle and came into contact with title matches and top professional competitions, he had an attitude of admiration, yearning and pilgrimage. This stemmed from his initial longing and years of edification.
Now, as Qian Donglou lost to him, this feeling suddenly faded away, and a dream settled. Those familiar names weakened their aura, showing the true situation they should represent:
Friends who use force to make friends, enemies who compete for fame, living people, and opponents who can be defeated!
"Huh, is this a bit of a strong mentality?" Lou Cheng secretly laughed at himself and retracted his hands.
Seeing Qian Donglou turn around, he cupped his fists and saluted:
"I accepted it."
As soon as these words came out, he suddenly felt an indescribable joy, a joy that he wanted to share with his wife, his teacher, his relatives and friends.
Hehe, I can also say this to "Martial Saint"!
This feeling was so good that it made Lou Cheng want to do it again. It made him look forward to the scene when he faced the perfect "Martial Saint" in the future, making him even more eager for his next opponent.
No matter who he is, I will challenge him as an enemy. I will not be discouraged even if I lose, but I will be crazy about winning!
Qian Donglou looked him up and down, saluted with one hand, raised the corner of his mouth slightly mechanically, and then walked towards the Shangqing Sect's seat with a slight step.
Such a reaction is more satisfying than saying "not bad" Lou Cheng thought while seizing the time to regain his energy and blood to reduce the negative effects mainly caused by body paralysis and uncontrolled nerves. In order to deal with the Shangqing Zongdi The two strong men made preparations.
Well, who is he? What is he better at?
With a flash of thought, Lou Cheng was suddenly startled and found that he had no impression of Wai Gang, who was ranked second in the Shangqing Sect to fight.
Who is ithow could I not pay attention
At this time, where the Dragon Tiger Club is, Chen Qitao's figure sitting upright has not changed, but his face is much less gloomy, while Ning Zitong quietly breathed a sigh of relief, gaining more confidence in future development.
After the battle with the "Martial Saint", Lou Cheng's mentality should have changed greatly, and completing the consumption task is no longer a luxury
"It's not bad" coach Lu Yan whispered.
On the Shangqing Sect side, Peng Leyun rarely wandered away from the beginning to the end. He brought himself into Loucheng and watched attentively frame by frame. It was not until the end that he fell into deep thought, thinking about what he would do and what would happen. How to deal with it, was it as good as Lou Cheng's? He didn't even notice that someone beside him stood up.
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"In the second round, Lou Cheng wins!"
When the sky was just starting to lighten up in Brutal, Yan Zheke suddenly raised her arms and opened her lips, as if she was about to shout. But as soon as her voice reached her throat, she woke up and suddenly turned her palms to cover her head. Keeping your mouth shut makes the excited shouts become fragmented and smell bad.
She was in the hotel arranged by the Financial Summit Forum, and the female classmate on the bed next to her was still sleeping soundly.
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She looked back at the screen and quickly took a screenshot before the screen changed much. Then she looked at it carefully several times, made a copy of it, and sent it to her home mailbox happily.
She took out her computer, booted it up, and clicked on the hard drivedisk, found a folder called "Stupid people have stupid blessings", pasted the "received" screenshot into it, and downloaded the video resources that had appeared.
Moving her eyes upward, she saw content with titles such as "Some Erha Waigang Preliminary Competition" and "Silly Chengzi Really Defeated Peng Leyun". There were so many of them.
After pondering for a few seconds, she renamed the new videos and screenshots with sparkling eyes. One was called "The First Battle with the Martial Saint" and the other was called "Brother Cheng Zi Bang Bang Da".
She pursed her lips and raised her head, looking out the window. She suddenly let out a low "Oh!"
I almost forgot that this is not a title battle, Orange has another battle next!
Yan Zheke nodded solemnly and lifted the tablet.
Uh¡ who is the opponent¡
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"In the second round, Lou Cheng wins!"
Cai Zongming forgot that the commentary was not interesting at all, and watched Lou Cheng with his palms resting on both sides of Qian Donglou's temples, as if he wanted to break this scene into countless small grids, or look for traces of Photoshop, or remember it in his mind.
When Lou Cheng jumped over the dragon gate and achieved Waigang, he had a similar feeling, but it was never as strong as it is now. The strong man who pressed his palm against the vital part of the "Martial Saint" was really dressed in a rustic style and often used to be afraid of his hands. A friend who is afraid of feet and not confident enough?
If anyone dared to predict this at that time, I would definitely have a good joke with him!
Even if you watch a person slowly transform and succeed, when he reaches a situation that he never dared to dream of in the past, will it feel unreal and like a dream?
Cai Zongming took a slow breath and posted a barrage:
"My brother!"
As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted fierce responses, and the screen was almost maxed out:
"My best friend!"
"My big brother!"
"my husband!"
"My child's father!"
"My dad!"
"grandfather!"
¡ Damn it, what kind of people are these? They are more shameless than me! Cai Zongming was dumbfounded and laughed.
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"In the second round, Lou Cheng wins!"
Hearing this sentence, "The long night is coming" Yan Xiaoling immediately played the game, made a perfect screenshot, and then posted it to the forum:
"Haha, my first challenge to the 'Martial Saint' was successful!"
"What's the matter As long as you play in the top professional competitions, sooner or later there will be a similar moment." "The Unparalleled Dragon King" pretended to be dismissive of Yan Xiaoling's excitement.
Yan Xiaoling "twirled around and laughed" without any concern: "Haha, everything is difficult at the beginning. After this time, there will be a next time. Now it is a Martial Saint with 30% health, and from now on it will be 50%. Seventy percent, ninety percent Martial Saint, complete Martial Saint, explosive Seed Martial Saint, just thinking about it makes me a little excited!"
"You, are you playing gamescan you still say such words" "Huan Fan" was startled, "trembling".
"Haha, put what you have learned to use! Thinking of the scenes that will happen at that time, wow, I can't help but cry." Yan Xiaoling said it would change.
"Nie Qiqi" they immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said one after another: "Still a stupid bellstill a Caozi with an impressive IQ"
"Okay, stop talking, the third round of battle is about to begin!" At this time, the "Unparalleled Dragon King" reminded.
¡°Damn it, I almost forgot!¡± Yan Xiaoling swore.
"Who is the opponent" "Huan Fan" was very confused.
"Probably" "The Unparalleled Dragon King" quickly glanced at the list of appearances, "Taoist Wuguang!"
Hey, I feel like there¡¯s a typo
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By this time, Lou Cheng had already seen his next enemy. He had almost half silver hair and half black hair. He had a gentle and gentle temperament. He was neither tall nor short, neither thin nor fat. His appearance was ordinary and lacking in characteristics.
FivefiveTaoist WuguangLou Cheng finally dug up this name from the depths of his memory and remembered who the other party was!
The leader of the Shangqing Sect, the most insignificant and powerful man with a title!
Before coming to Tianlei Mountain, I watched many of his game videos, summarized a lot of useful things, and made targeted preparations. How could I almost forget about him?
By the way, what did I figure out before? I always felt that the other party was mediocre and had nothing good at it
When Lou Cheng was racking his brains to recall, Taoist Wuguang was standing opposite him with a long sword that shone with metallic luster. They were nearly thirty meters apart. There were high-voltage poles lying messily around him, and there were broken pieces. Lines criss-crossed, touching the ground, intersecting with what was left in the air. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)?? complement each other. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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