Martial Arts Master

...What the hell is this reason for? Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately he couldn't laugh or cry, but he generally understood what the other party meant.

It is worthy of being the cattle country with the pinnacle of bureaucratic art... I don’t know if Sir Humphrey’s coffin board has been pressed down...

Auman quietly looked at Lou Cheng and quickly added:

"However, most countries have approved your visa. Except for the Niu Country, only Gaul and the Independent Country have refused."

"Then there's no problem." Lou Cheng nodded slowly and treated what happened just now as a joke and sent it to Yan Zheke.

The ghost's high-risk weapon!

As long as you can fly to Europe, no matter which country you are in, are you worried that you won’t be able to get in to the rest?

As for the small trenches between the Niu Kingdom and the European continent, I can walk across them even if I walk on the water!

After this matter came to an end, Lou Cheng devoted himself to increasingly rigorous training, taking time out every day to fight with the club's trainers who had awakened lightning, electromagnetic and other powers, asking them to imitate the fighting style of the Shangqing Sect.

The next professional competition will determine this year's "No. 1 in the world" to some extent!

On the day when Yan Zheke flew to Brutal, Lou Cheng had just wiped his sweat and left the training ground when he saw "Luo Queen" Ning Zitong standing outside wearing navy blue.

"Take a shower and tidy up. We have to leave tonight." This senior beauty with outstanding grace and unparalleled grace ordered with a smile.

Is this the weekend? Is this the day when we go north to Hudong to challenge the Shangqing Sect? Lou Cheng, who was addicted to spiritual practice, suddenly felt as if a day in the mountains meant a thousand years had passed in this world.

"Okay." He calmed down and replied solemnly.

Washing away the stickiness on his body with splashing hot water and relieving his mental fatigue, he packed his simple luggage and went to Waigang Restaurant for dinner - he didn't need to go home, and the clothes he left in the club room were enough for rotation.

At half past six, Lou Cheng led Auman to the door and saw a Coaster minibus.

Climbing up, he glanced around and saw everything inside the car:

"Dragon King" Chen Qitao sat in the first row by the window, leaning on the backrest with his eyes closed, as if he was resting his mind or falling asleep, showing no expression or saying a word.

His current assistant, Huang Zhenghong, who was dressed in an elite suit and leather suit, was sitting opposite, not too close, as if he couldn't bear the natural pressure.

Lu Yan, a part-time coach, is in the second to last row. If you look closely at his handsome and profound face, you can see some wrinkles and age. Coupled with his gray hair, he fully demonstrates the charm of an old man.

He maintained his usual serious expression and was chatting in a low voice with the assistant next to him who looked like a lawyer wearing half-rimmed glasses.

Despite Lu Yan's serious look, Lou Cheng, who has followed the Dragon Tiger Club for many years, knows very well how passionate the opponent can be after defeating a strong enemy, and may even make some provocative moves, such as rushing to the enemy's seat. Celebrate with great joy.

This is not an immature performance that only occurs when the opponent is young. It has happened twice this year.

Ning Zitong, who had changed into a long gauze dress, and her apprentice Guo Jie were sitting next to each other in the middle. One was talking about women-oriented topics, and the other was not paying much attention and was even a little distracted. Their two assistants were scattered around, Doing their own things respectively.

Lou Cheng nodded in greeting and randomly picked an empty seat by the window to sit down. Ouman got together with Guo Jie's assistant Wang Yuexi and started chatting quietly.

A few minutes later, Coaster drove all the way out of the city, onto the highway, and headed north.

Speaking of going north, in fact Hudong is not too far north. Not only is it not as good as the Guanwai League, it does not even cross the Yangtze River and is adjacent to Guangnan. However, according to the habits of Huacheng people, everything north of Huacheng is called the north.

Because of this, I decided to go there on my own instead of taking the high-speed rail.

The two drivers took turns and arrived at Tianlei Mountain where the Shangqing Sect was located in the middle of the night. After resting for a few hours at the scheduled hotel, Lou Cheng and others began to adapt to the training. Because the war was about to begin, they did not engage in intra-group confrontation.

After a day of adjustments, they got on Coaster again at two o'clock in the afternoon and headed up the winding mountain road.

This road has nine twists and turns, thousands of pine forests and ravines, dotted with thin snow, with cliffs on one side and an abyss on the other. The terrain is dangerous and the environment is secluded.

After passing Wansonggang, there are eight Shangqing Sect disciples wearing blue robes and carrying long swords guarding the front. In ancient times, this place was called "Jiejian Cliff". Anyone who visits must leave their weapons before they can continue going up. .

This is not a big restriction for warriors who are both good at boxing and kicking, it is just a matter of politeness.

The eight disciples separated on the left and right, each bowed his head to welcome everyone from the Dragon and Tiger Club.

Ning Zitong took his eyes away from the window, flipped through today's newspaper bought by his assistant, and said with half sigh and half complaint:

"Today's newspapers are really getting worse and worse. In addition to advertisements, there are still advertisements. I think back then, such a duel would really be a full-page feature, from the layout of the home team, the recent battles of both sides, and their respective behaviors. , to all kinds of sensational and exciting content, it has everything you want, and the writing is good. Now, hey, there are still special topics, but at first glance, it seems that it is not focused enough and it is perfunctory."

"Now is the era of self-media. Many portals are lazy. They don't curate much of their own stuff. They mainly reprint other people's stuff, let alone newspapers?" Lou Cheng, who was sitting in the row behind Ning Zitong, said with a smile while holding his mobile phone.

As for the comments on the Internet, most of them are that Dragon King is too conceited, too trusting, and too self-motivated.

At this time, it is only right to let Long Zhen use his remaining heat!

Other plans are too dangerous and too uncertain!

"There have been so many changes in the past ten years..." Ning Zitong sighed, and then said, "The Shangqing Sect has applied for no audience for this show, for fear of causing trouble."

"That is to say, to improve the home court advantage." Lu Yan answered without surprise.

"Dragon King" Chen Qitao has kept his eyes closed since he got on the car, without any surprises, like a clay puppet. Guo Jie seized the time and finally studied the competition videos of several strong men from the Shangqing Sect, regardless of whether he had any Opportunity to play.

Coster bypassed Jie Jian Cliff, passed the Five Immortals Turn, and arrived at the parking lot outside the Shangqing Zongshan Gate.

The Longhu Club group, headed by Chen Qitao, filed down, allowing reporters who could only watch here to take photos and videos.

After entering the gate of Shangqing Sect, Ouman and other assistants stopped and were led by Zhike Taoist to drink tea. Several Wai Gang continued upward, passed through the courtyard, stepped on the stone steps, and reached the top of the mountain.

This place is named after being struck by lightning all year round. There is no snow at all, and it is completely bare except for stones.

As soon as he got closer, Lou Cheng felt that the ring on his hand was disturbed by the magnetic field and showed signs of being ready to move.

Thunderbolts fall from the sky, thunder and lightning create magnetism!

And this is not the point. The point is that there are nine thick telegraph poles on the top of the mountain that used to have no external objects, and high-voltage transmission lines are relayed from below.

On top of the high-voltage power line in the center, stood a white-robed Taoist with a high crown on his head and a delicate face. The corners of his clothes were fluttering with the strong wind on the top of the mountain. He had an indescribable sense of ease. He was none other than the "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou.

"Dragon King" Chen Qitao's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, he looked over and made eye contact with the other party.

Suddenly there was a flash of lightning in the sky. It seemed to have hit an invisible tree and burned out of thin air. With a lavender flame, it crashed to the ground and turned into small snakes and dispersed, leaving only scorch marks.

Withdrawing his gaze, Chen Qitao didn't look any further and walked directly into the distance. There were several futons placed against the edge of the cliff, which was where the visiting team's seats were.

All of this seems to have the simple and unsophisticated charm of a battle hundreds of years ago, but the thick telephone poles and high-voltage wires dividing the sky destroyed this feeling.

"This is to borrow high-voltage electricity..." Ning Zitong suddenly realized and smiled.

There was a bit more solemnity between her brows and eyes.

After Lou Cheng and Peng Leyun across from him nodded in greeting, they sat cross-legged and heard coach Lu Yan say:

"Martial Saint is planning to be the first to fight... Although we have a better chance of winning if we weaken his energy first, and then you, the Dragon King, greet him, I am afraid that he will be unstoppable with today's arrangement. When the time comes, he will emerge with accumulated victory. The power coming is overwhelming, so you should take the lead."

"Just right." Chen Qitao nodded gently.

There seemed to be burning purple flames in his eyes.

Lu Yan turned to look at Lou Cheng and suddenly asked:

"Are you confident?"

"Ah?" Lou Cheng didn't react for a moment.

What is the problem?

Lu Yan took a step forward, looked directly into his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"If you don't have confidence and feel afraid, then I will do it myself!"

Lou Cheng immediately straightened his back and answered decisively:

"have!"

PS: As I adjust my schedule, this chapter has a slightly shorter word count.