Martial Arts Master

At noon, Lou Cheng turned on the computer, logged into the mailbox, and downloaded the "Fearless Team" materials sent by his master.

He just invited all the members who participated in the special martial arts training to have a meal, not only to celebrate yesterday's victory over the Hongluo Martial Arts School, but also to "make amends" for abducting the "Treasure of the Town Society" by himself, because most of them are guys with amazing appetites Well, even a single-pot stir-fry in the cafeteria cost more than 600 yuan, which is not counted as a tribute to old man Shi's wine alone.

After the meal, Sun Jian, Li Mao and others found him and said that the treat was just a joke, and AA’s main purpose was to make a meal, and he wanted to make up for it. After all, everyone was a student without a stable source of income, and they lived on money from their families. It's really not good to eat half a month's food expenses.

Lou Cheng has the prize money and lucky money from the Xiao Wusheng competition, and his mother specially raised the living expenses to 2000, so he accepted their kindness and said that since he promised, he must really do it.

Li Mao and Sun Jian also searched the information of this junior, knowing that he earned a lot of money from group arena during the winter vacation, seeing that he insisted, they stopped pushing.

After such a meal, Lou Cheng became acquainted with the senior brothers and sisters thoroughly, and under their coaxing, Yan Zheke's face gradually thickened, she was no longer shy and timid at every turn, and could deal with teasing arrogantly up.

This allowed Lou Cheng to get close to her all the time, and no longer worried that she was afraid of other people's eyes.

——In a certain matter, after the parties feel nothing, the bystanders will lose the fun of booing.

Thinking back to Yan Zheke's little tsundere just now, Lou Cheng had a bewildered smile on his face, and when the data was downloaded, he first opened Wei Shengtian's introduction:

"Wei Shengtian, twenty-five years old, broke through to the alchemy state a year ago, designated as a professional eighth rank, majoring in 'Mingshi Kungfu', and good at 'Giant Spirit Punching Technique'."

"Mingshi Kungfu, the hard work of the physical body, starts from being able to enter tranquility, and continuously cultivates through spiritual visualization, external beatings, and medicinal soups and ointments. The ability to transform part of the body, but it should not be underestimated. It is worse than the iron cloth shirt that does not need to be visualized.

Seeing this, Lou Cheng nodded thoughtfully. In this way, "Mingshi Kungfu" is equivalent to the police school's magical skill "Golden Jade Body".

After quickly browsing through the introduction, he clicked on a recent video of Wei Shengtian's performance, and saw that this alchemy master smashed a piece of bluestone violently, and when he was blindfolded to face the sneak attack, it seemed that the other party had just Take a shot, feel it immediately, and counterattack accurately.

"The strength of the whole body is completely unified, like a great pill in the human body, it will respond to any stimulus..." Lou Cheng muttered these words to himself, and had a clearer understanding of this.

The "Danqi Realm" has been cultivated to the depths, and martial arts are not only practiced into the bones and viscera, but also every subtle part of the body. The fine-grained control of the pores of the skin really makes the body form a whole. Sensitive to inhuman horror, able to do all kinds of seemingly inconceivable things such as "a feather cannot be added, and a fly cannot fall".

Wei Shengtian's first entry into the alchemy realm obviously hasn't reached this level yet, but he can tell a thing or two from a glimpse.

At his level, due to the transformation of his body from the outside to the inside, his own strength has become quite terrifying, and he can truly "go all out" with a punch and a kick, unlike Lou Cheng and Lin Que, who said It is the waist and back as the axis, controlling the body, and twisting the strength of the whole body, but the actual power exerted must not reach ninety-nine percent, and it can account for sixty-seven percent of the whole. In this way, it also benefited from Lou Cheng's tranquility and mastery of skills, and Lin Que's approach to alchemy, it was very difficult for others to do it.

"Wei Shengtian is still of the strength type, unlike Jiang Lan, who I have seen in the Xiaowusheng arena, who is more skillful and flexible. The power contained in a punch is scary just thinking about it..." Lou Chenggai watched the fighting video , grinning a little.

The only good thing is that his body is far from being condensed and subtly changed. He still belongs to "human beings". , there was an "overload" situation, so before the critical moment, he was reluctant to fight like this. Normally, it was ordinary attacks mixed with occasional outbreaks.

And his normal attack almost has the power of Jiang Guosheng's 7th or 8th level explosion, which belongs to the kind that Lou Cheng can only block with all his strength.

"Master lied to me... Just relying on me and Lin Que to fight, there is not much hope of taking him down... This is not a small target!" "Sorrowful and angry" shook his head, Lou Cheng looked at Dong Yi and Qiu Yang again The information of these two professional nine-rank.

The former has a family tradition of "Ben Lei Zhang", and the latter has the nickname of "Mad Dog". His master also commented on it, saying that his style of play is a bit of a dead end.

After roughly browsing, Lou Cheng sent Yan Zheke a "crying" emoji:

"Have you read the information? The alchemy realm is terrifying, Mengxin is trembling!"

Yan Zheke replied with a thumping smile: "Come on, cry for my coach!"

"Is there any reward for crying?" Lou Cheng asked brazenly.

"Yes, a slap as a reward~" Yan Zheke joked, putting on a pensive expression with her hands crossed on her chin, "I'll tell you a good news and a bad news."

"What's the good news?" Lou Cheng asked suspiciously.

Yan Zheke snickered and said, "It is said that Qiu Yang of Team Fearless suffered a little injury in the last selection match."

"He was injured? Why is there no information from Coach Shi?" Lou Cheng asked in surprise.

Yan Zheke shook her head with her hands outstretched and said, "Maybe Coach Shi doesn't like them, and I'm too lazy to collect information on my own initiative. I just found out about it after watching their last match. Tell me, Coach Yan is awesome! "

"Coach Yan is awesome!" Lou Cheng replied immediately, and then asked thoughtfully, "What's the bad news?"

There is only one professional ninth grade left?

"His injury may not be serious, and it's hard to say that he will not play against us." Yan Zheke replied with a "crying smile", "Anyway, you don't have to worry about it, you can win a round or two of professional nine-rank battles, It’s not considered a failure, after all, the opponent has alchemy masters.”

Lou Cheng said with an expression of "I'm happy", "But Coach Shi set a small goal for me."

"What small goal?" Yan Zheke asked "spiritually".

"He said that if your cousin and I face Wei Shengtian in the best condition, we will try to take him down through a round of battle..." Lou Cheng replied with "clenched fists and tears".

"It's really a small goal..." Yan Zheke was dumbfounded, and finally said with a smirk, "Although the hope is not high, it is not impossible, Chengzi, I am optimistic about you~"

"I'll work hard!" Lou Cheng said "working hard", "Anyway, no one will be surprised if I lose, and he will lose face if he loses, so whoever is afraid of him!"

In the next few days, he practiced extremely hard, but neither Bing Jing nor Lei Yin Zhen Chan is a martial art that can be accomplished overnight, and it is not something that can be practiced by explosive seeds. It can only be said that the former still needs time. The latter is becoming more and more enlightened.

As for the relationship with Yan Zheke, because they are busy with martial arts training and their own courses, there is very little time to be alone together, but they can often make eye contact, chat on the mobile phone, have lunch and dinner together, hold small hands, and occasionally take a walk. I also feel very satisfied and happy.

Days passed by, and it was Friday afternoon. Lou Cheng was sitting in the lecture theater, waiting for a public class related to politics to start.

This kind of public course does not involve professional content, and the end of the semester is usually open-book, and the difficulty is not high. Most people can easily pass it, and it will not affect the transcripts of future job hunting, so absenteeism abounds.

Lou Cheng had originally planned to come with Cai Zongming, but he had been exhausted for a week and wanted to relax, so he yelled that "university life without skipping classes is not a complete university life", and chose to stay in the dormitory.

To be honest, if it wasn't for Yan Zheke's class being a professional class, in a small classroom with only thirty or forty people listening, it was not easy to get in, he would have wanted to skip class and go there to spend time with his girlfriend, and since he couldn't spend time with her girlfriend, What is the difference between doing homework in the dorm and doing it in class? The latter is easier to concentrate on!

As soon as his thoughts turned to this point, he suddenly saw Zhao Qiang coming in with a shoulder bag, so he raised his hand to greet him and let him come and sit down.

"Aqiang, why did you come to this class?" Lou Cheng asked in surprise.

For a study madman like him, similar courses are called self-study courses, so go to the library when you should go to the library!

Zhao Qiang put down his schoolbag and said with a smile: "Where is self-study not self-study? You don't have to worry about roll call when you study here!"

"That's right." Lou Cheng set out his homework, intending to study hard and save time.

As for the large-scale public class with more than 200 people in five classes, there are question marks as to whether there are more than 100 people who come.

"I guess I have to call the roll." Zhao Qiang looked around, with a deep sense of urgency.

Lou Cheng followed suit, nodded and said, "There are so few people, the professor should be angry..."

"No way, everyone thinks that there are so many people, I'm missing a lot, and there are classmates who can help answer the questions, so they don't come. Besides, today is Friday..." Zhao Qiang took out his mobile phone , intending to call roommates and let them come over for self-study.

Lou Cheng also unlocked the phone, ready to make a call to classmate Xiao Ming.

At this moment, Professor Yu, who was in charge of the course, walked into the classroom and took a deep look at the empty step seats.

When the class bell rang, he immediately turned around, closed the front door, and told his classmates to lock the back door.

Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of a pair of blank eyes, he took out a stack of test papers from his briefcase, and said loudly:

"Today's in-class quiz is an open-book exam. The score accounts for 20% of the total final score. The questions are very simple. As long as you do it, you can get the 20 points."

The implication is that if you don't do this set of questions, you will lose 20 points at the end of the semester!

"I'll go, it can still be like this..." Lou Cheng and Zhao Qiang looked at each other, feeling a little grateful, and then mourned for Zui Wang and the others for a minute.

After sending out a message and fulfilling their notification responsibilities, they got the test papers. Sure enough, the questions were very simple.

"Professor Yu has planned this for a long time!" Lou Cheng exclaimed.

Zhao Qiang nodded frequently: "And he didn't show any signs before! No wonder I heard from my brother that he is one of the famous arresters... We didn't believe it!"

As he talked, he said nostalgicly, "Professor Zhang who taught calculus last semester is better. He never calls names, and he is very upright."

"How?" Lou Cheng asked curiously.

"Didn't Tang Wen fail the calculus? I thought I was about to make up the exam, so I ran to the old campus last weekend and called Professor Zhang, planning to send some gifts to clear it up, so that he would miss the exam." Zhao Qiang gossiped.

"Professor Zhang confiscated it?" Lou Cheng suddenly realized.

Zhao Qiang chuckled: "Not only confiscated it, but also asked Tang Wen to wait for him in the old teaching building, and told him the key points of calculus all afternoon, which made him dizzy and he just wanted to cry."

"Professor Zhang is pretty good." Lou Cheng sighed.

Such a teacher is not easy to find!

While speaking, he conveniently shared the matter of "taking the test as a roll call" with Yan Zheke.

Yan Zheke replied quickly: "Our professor is even more perverted. One class has two sections, and he counts names five times! But he is not as ruthless as your teacher. One click is 20 points..."

After chatting for a few words, he put down his mobile phone and started to do the questions. Because he didn't listen to the lecture very much, he searched for the answer very slowly, but Zhao Qiang who was next to him could use his pen like flying.

Lou Cheng was surprised for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Ah Qiang, have you read the book seriously?"

The book for this class?

Zhao Qiang nodded seriously: "I'm a real fan..."

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At one o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday, a group of Songda Martial Arts Club arrived at the train station in Yimo City.

During the process of coming, old man Shi asked them to take a nap as soon as possible to refresh their spirits, so as not to be in a trance in the afternoon.

Lou Cheng helped Yan Zheke carry the luggage, walked out of the station side by side, saw the slightly gray sky, and smelled the faint smell of soot.

Yimo is an old industrial city, famous for its coal and steel complex, with high pollution index.

Here is rich in mineral deposits, and the folk customs are sturdy.