Martial Arts Master

Lying in bed, Yan Xiaoling was busy switching between forums and Weibo, unwilling to see every piece of negative news, and unwilling to let go of every optimistic speculation until Lou Cheng's words came out.

She froze suddenly, her eyes blurred for a moment, and the more she rubbed, the more blurry she became.

How could this happen...how could this happen...

Aren't you trying to conquer Waigang? Don't you want to get the title?

After being lost for a moment, Yan Xiaoling suddenly raised her phone and typed under Lou Cheng's Weibo while crying:

"we will wait for you!"

Her reply was not very fast, and there were already words in front of her that she didn’t want to believe she couldn’t say goodbye:

"No! It will get better!"

"You are the genius of the world, there is no difficulty that you cannot overcome!"

"When we are in glory, we all go crazy together; when we are in trough, we also bear it together!"

"I will burn incense and pray for you!"

"I must see you again, I really must see you again!"

…

In the Longhu Club, which is about to go on annual vacation, the members of the "preparatory group" all looked down at their mobile phones with a look of sadness on their faces.

After a long time, Tu Zheng sighed:

"such a pity……"

…………

At this moment, Lou Cheng's mobile phone was bombarded with various messages. Everyone tacitly agreed not to choose the phone call, but adopted a softer and more tactful approach.

Cai Zongming said:

"Seriously, we can consider forming a martial arts crosstalk group. Well, this time it's real. I'll tell you, your life is not destined to be cut off. You will definitely find a way to recover! Please believe me, man. Intuition!"

Lin Que said:

"I'm almost inhuman, don't let me catch up."

Peng Leyun said:

"What exactly is the problem? I belong to the Millennium Qing Sect, and among other things, I have a lot of weird things. Why don't you give it a try?"

Ren Li said:

"There are no obstacles that you can't overcome! You can consider going to war-torn areas to hone your skills and survive in the face of death!"

An Chaoyang said:

"There is no perfect path for man! Moreover, when God is about to entrust a great responsibility to this man, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his skin, deplete his body, and mess up his actions!"

Xing Cheng Martial Arts:

"You are still young, don't be pessimistic. If you take good care of yourself for a few years, you will still have hope Waigang!"

Jiang Fei said:

"What hero has never suffered setbacks!"

Qin Rui said:

"You've always done wonders and I'm sure you can in the future too."

Tao Xiaofei said:

"Brother Lou, as a person with a high school education, I can't think of anything polite to say. I just shout, you will definitely rise again!"

Ouman said:

"Mr. Lou, you are the most talented warrior I have ever seen in real life. You will definitely make it through!"

…

Lou Cheng closed his eyes and listened to the constant vibrating of his mobile phone. It took him a long time to pick it up with difficulty, opened his eyes to browse, and looked directly at the scar.

Regarding Peng Leyun's proposal, he thought silently for a moment and responded. He did not explain the cause and effect, but still described the existence of Jindan and the nature of the problem.

What if Shangqing Sect really has a solution?

Some were united, some were alone. Lou Cheng responded respectively. Just as he and Yan Zheke were video chatting for a while and their emotions settled again, there were sudden sounds of rapid footsteps and the turning of keys outside the door.

Qi Fang and Lou Zhisheng came in panting, and were slightly relieved after seeing that his face was not too bad.

"Chengzi, it's okay! Take good care of yourself, don't be anxious!" Qi Fang said in relief.

Only then did she understand what the abnormalities that she had not cared about before actually meant.

Lou Zhisheng asked calmly:

"What happened?"

Lou Cheng didn't hide anything anymore and answered calmly:

"The injury has left sequelae. My body will stiffen from time to time. It won't have much impact on my daily life, but I may not be able to compete in the ring."

Seeing his parents' sad expressions, he hurriedly smiled and said: "Mom, Dad, it's nothing. I have saved several million, and it won't stop me from teaching martial arts. There will be many ways out in the future. Besides, who dares to say I will never recover!"

"That's right!" Qi Fang quickly agreed. Suddenly remembering something, she instinctively lowered her voice and said, "Does Zhe Ke and his family know?"

"She already knew this and has always supported me. Her family has no other ideas as long as the two of us can get along well." Lou Cheng gave a brief description.

Lou Zhisheng let out a long sigh and said:

"What a girl!"

Since Lou Cheng behaved normally and was only slightly depressed, the old couple relieved themselves of most of their worries.

The next morning, Lou Cheng returned from exercising in Sanliting People's Park. He was sweating while running. Every forty-eight to fifty-three steps, he would get "stuck".

When passing by the original old residential area, he suddenly heard someone mention his name in front of him:

"Have you heard? Something happened to the old Lou family's Chengzi!"

"You also know, right? It seems that someone was injured. What are the sequelae? It's just like a hornet's wind!"

"Sheephorn wind? That's really miserable. How will I live in the future?"

"Hey, Old Lou Qifang and his wife are also suffering. They have endured and been tired for half a lifetime. They see that their son has become successful and is about to enjoy a happy life. One after another, hey..."

…

The chattering aunts and uncles gathered together glanced around with the corner of their eyes, their faces suddenly stiffened, their words stopped abruptly, and they stammered and said hello to the side:

"Cheng, Chengzi..."

Lou Cheng smiled and nodded: "Hello Auntie, hello Auntie Li..."

He simply said hello, exchanged a few pleasantries without changing his mood, crossed over, and jogged into the distance, sometimes getting "stuck" without hiding, leaving behind a sigh.

For him, the comments behind other people's backs can be predicted and cannot be stopped. The only good thing is that he bought a new house in advance and moved to a strange community. He doesn't know anyone, so his father and mother can avoid most of the problems. Sad "audience".

Because of the similar atmosphere and the long-term care that brought a faint sting between relatives, Lou Zhisheng and Qi Fang fully supported their son's trip to Cannes, the United States, to celebrate the New Year.

The flight took off and shot up into the blue sky. Lou Cheng looked out the window, dazed.

…………

After the Chinese New Year, at the beginning of February, inside the fighting club of the University of Cannes.

Lou Cheng put his hands behind his back and walked around, looking at George and others who were sitting cross-legged with their five hearts facing the sky. He would pause from time to time and put his hand on each other's shoulders to "listen" to their movements to see if the changes were normal.

He wanted to rely on the combination of cultivation and martial arts to solve the problem of sequelae, but he couldn't find the direction for a while and couldn't make a bold attempt on his own. He could only hope that the students who were practicing again could provide him with inspiration and find a way—— He has reached a high level and there is no way to go back and start again.

After a while, Lou Cheng nodded slightly and clapped his hands, indicating that today's "meditation" was over, and he would continue to practice martial arts and fighting.

In this regard, George, Colleen and Wilton can already serve as half-coaches without him having to do too much.

After class was over, he "listen" and checked the bodies of the students individually, but found no changes that would benefit him.

"I'm out of class!" Yan Zheke sent a message.

Lou Cheng calmed down and replied with a smile: "I'll pick you up right away!"

——George and Wilton were skipping classes. They knew something about Lou Cheng, but they were not sure. Seeing that the coach was acting normally, they didn't inquire more.

After leaving the fighting club, Lou Cheng walked towards the teaching building. After taking a few steps, he felt a chill and his left leg immediately lost consciousness and froze in place.

He pulled his hips hard, pulled up his legs and feet, and limped forward. It was extremely hard to walk.

After two steps, he suddenly paused, tightened his face, gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and punched the void next to him twice, making a banging sound.

Yan Zheke stood in the shadow of the corridor, watching this scene from a distance, his eyes full of sadness.

After a few seconds, she saw Lou Cheng calming down. She took a breath, showed a smile like a hundred flowers in bloom, and hurried forward to greet him.

Seeing the little fairy appear, Lou Chengdu smiled and gently stretched out his hand to hold her.

"Let's go, sister will treat you to hot pot today!" The girl raised her other hand.

When my sister makes up for her innate deficiencies, I will take the path of blending martial arts and cultivation of balancing into elixirs for your reference!

"Okay." Lou Cheng responded with a smile.

…………

Time flies, and it’s the end of February in a blink of an eye, and the weather is starting to get warmer.

After Lou Cheng tried the Qingzong method to no avail, he started sweating on the lawn.

boom! boom! He swung his right fist continuously, and each punch was filled with white mist and frost.

When the third punch was about to be thrown, he contracted his energy and blood just right with the state of "lifting his head three feet to see the gods", and still held the chill and energy in his lower abdomen that had not yet taken effect.

boom!

His right arm seemed to no longer belong to him, but turned into an "ice whip". With the shaking of his shoulders, he pulled it out fiercely. Although the posture was awkward, it was not weak in power!

boom! boom! Lou Cheng's left fist collapsed continuously, and was covered by a "glove" of flames that turned from red to white.

Immediately afterwards, he tried to "return on the strength", but this time he was half a beat slower, and the "burning" stung his spirit, causing the contraction attempt to be interrupted.

After pausing and enduring for a moment, Lou Cheng started again without feeling discouraged.

Two hours later, he finally finished and caught the towel Yan Zheke threw from the second-floor window.

"I think you handled it well this way. Once you're fully proficient and don't make any mistakes, it shouldn't be a problem to compete in a short-lasting arena match at the same level." The girl did not hesitate to praise her at all.

"I think so too." Lou Cheng replied with a smile, wiping his sweat with a towel and walking into the house.

After taking a shower, changing clothes, lying on the bed, enjoying the massage from the little fairy who suddenly took an interest in it, he casually picked up his phone, browsed the news, and saw a hot topic:

"Peng Leyun's 'King of War' shot again after the main game. He is already close to Waigang, and there is hope for a breakthrough within the year!"

"Is it to practice in seclusion, or to temper yourself in the war?"

…

Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment, then opened the APP, clicked into the dialog box with Peng Leyun, and entered the word "congratulations".

After a few seconds of silence, he deleted these two words and backed out.

"Why didn't you send it?" Yan Zheke glanced at him and asked casually.

Lou Cheng smiled and said:

"We haven't broken through yet, so it's a little early to say congratulations."

"Yeah." Yan Zheke didn't ask any more questions and turned to other topics.

That night, in the dead of night, the girl slept soundly, turned over in a daze, and glanced to the side as if it was a habit.

This sight immediately woke her up, because she saw Lou Cheng's eyes open, staring at the ceiling, wondering what he was thinking, which had not changed for a long time.

Yan Zheke bit her lip and said nothing. She pretended to be still asleep and snuggled up. She gently took Lou Cheng's arm, curled up her delicate body and pressed her face against hers, as if she wanted to fill the other person's vagina. body and mind.

Lou Cheng slowly closed his eyes, raised his head halfway, and kissed the little fairy's forehead lightly.

…………

That night, Yan Zheke took a shower, changed into pajamas, and walked into the room with light steps.

In the bedroom, Lou Cheng was facing the door, looking at the darkness outside the window, extremely fascinated.

"Orange?" Yan Zheke shouted tentatively.

Lou Cheng turned around, took a deep look at the little fairy, smiled and said:

"Keke, don't you have a week of spring break in March? Let's go see the aurora together? We have talked about this for a long time, but we have never gone."

In Yan Zheke's eyes, Lou Cheng at this moment seemed to have suddenly returned to the state he was in before he was injured, high-spirited and energetic, without any haze.

She put away her deep doubts and worries and solemnly nodded:

"good."