Martial Arts Master

"What kind of video are you shooting? Cooking?" Qi Fang thought of what happened when she moved.

...Mom, you really miss me... Lou Cheng smiled and said, "Just take a photo."

"Hurry up, I still have to go buy groceries, and I didn't know I had to make a phone call yesterday, so I had to be in such a hurry!" Qi Fang complained naggingly.

Really disgusted... Lou Cheng secretly complained, got up and walked to the bottom of his wall calendar, turned on the camera, and switched to the shooting interface.

Qi Fang took it and asked uncertainly:

"Just click here?"

"Yes, shoot for twenty or thirty seconds and then press again." Lou Cheng warned, "Start when I say start."

"Okay, okay, that's a long way to go." Qi Fang took two steps back and placed the image of her son in the center of the phone.

In the past, Lou Zhisheng had a literary heart and loved taking pictures. He always used his friends' cameras. Qi Fang also had basic skills. Because of this, Lou Cheng's photo albums were several large, and there was no lack of the blackness of his youth and ignorance. Historically, the old couple gave up this hobby after the company failed and they had to run around for survival.

"Start!" Lou Cheng put on airs and punched and kicked slowly in front of the calendar. He was natural and had a long lasting charm. He was much classier than the old man and old lady doing Tai Chi in the square.

His shoulders dropped, and just as his left hand was about to be pushed out, he suddenly felt a chill in his body. A strange cold surged up in his body. The entire arm immediately lost all feeling, leaving only a cold and stiff feeling.

Lou Cheng was ready to use the state of "meeting gods in the void" to directly control his whole body, shake his shoulders, and use his arms as external weapons to push out, but it was already a beat slower and there was an obvious pause.

"What's wrong?" Qi Fang asked confused.

Lou Cheng quickly put away his restless feelings and forced a smile:

"That posture just now is not right, it's not beautiful. Mom, take it again, take it again."

"Hey, you are becoming more and more elegant!" Qi Fang didn't notice anything unusual and laughed at her son.

The saying "require grace but not warmth" is the most widely circulated foreign saying in Xiushan.

"Mom, I am a respectable person after all." Lou Cheng lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, explaining with a smile.

After taking a short rest, he practiced seven or eight moves again. Because of the proper control and the short time, he finally encountered no backlash and the recording was successfully completed.

After getting his phone back, Lou Zhi stood there and watched his mother drag the grocery cart out. When he heard the door clang shut, he let out a long sigh.

After gathering himself and discussing a few words with Yan Zheke, he opened the APP, logged into Weibo, uploaded the video, and added:

"Recuperating!"

Not long after it was sent, the Weibo post was instantly maxed out, and Lou Cheng saw one reply after another:

"As long as you're okay!"

"Wow, someone faked the corpse!"

"Uncle Lou does Tai Chi?"

"It's nothing at all! Those people are worrying so much!"

"It was really newly recorded today..."

"Hey, hold on, hold Caozi and cry together!"

"Hold Fanfan and cry out loud."

"How did you get injured? You weren't really attacked, were you?"

"That statement about being attacked is too false. Who dares to guarantee that Lou Cheng could be seriously injured? If Wai Gang is the case, he must be more than seriously injured!"

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As everyone was talking about it, the dark cloud hanging over Lou Cheng's fans was swept away.

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Thinking of her son's exaggerated appetite, Qi Fang bought a lot of vegetables, dragged the cart back downstairs.

In the shade of a tree not far away, a reporter wearing resin glasses watched quietly and thought to himself:

"Buying so much? There weren't a lot of customers coming in and out today..."

"Is Lou Cheng going home? The video he just played really feels like home!"

"It's not in vain that I stayed here for many days!"

As his mind turned, the reporter's pores opened with excitement, feeling that he had found big news.

He silently calculated the situation, and after dark, he followed a resident into the elevator and arrived at the door of the building where he had already investigated.

Boom, boom, boom, the reporter knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Lou Zhisheng, who was watching the news in the living room, came over in confusion. He opened the security door without looking at the peephole and found a stranger.

"Hello, I'm a reporter from Xingzhou Evening News Online, and I'd like to interview Lou Cheng." The reporter smiled and looked like it was natural.

Lou Zhisheng has only been occasionally interviewed by Xiushan local media in the past year, and participated in topics such as "Lou Cheng's growth process" and "The family education of the world's most talented people". These were all scheduled in advance, so he was very interested in similar topics. Inexperienced in this matter, he subconsciously turned his head towards the room and shouted:

"Nariko, a reporter is looking for you."

Really there! The reporter was overjoyed, and the digital camera hung on his chest was thirsty.

Lou Cheng was at the stage where he didn't want to see outsiders, didn't want to be interviewed, and didn't want to expose his problems to the public. He took a breath, walked slowly to the door, stretched out his hand to cover half of his face and said:

"For interviews, please contact the Dragon Tiger Club's 'Foreign Affairs Team' first."

"Dad, close the door!"

"...Okay." Lou Zhisheng was stunned for a moment, then closed the door with a clang.

The reporter didn't force his way in. The opponent was a monster that could tear apart tigers and leopards. Even if he was injured and still recovering, he couldn't worry about it. Moreover, with the dragon and tiger as his backer, there was no way he could "beat the reporter" by chance. news.

Of course, he was not disappointed. After this experience, hot headlines were already in his pocket!

He did not leave, but leaned directly next to the elevator, editing the content on his mobile phone:

"Lou Cheng returned home secretly, afraid of interviews and meeting people, for fear of hidden dangers!"

Well, I said probably, not necessarily!

As soon as this news came out, the speculation and discussion that had subsided revived. Many reporters gathered in Xiushan, scrambling to complete the exclusive.

Lou Cheng was harassed endlessly, so he had to ask Longhu to send security personnel and put a pestle on the door to block everything. As for his father and mother on their way to work, there were security guards in the open and the military in secret.

However, there are also guests who cannot be stopped. After the Dragon Tiger Club's "Foreign Affairs Team" declined the proposal of a visit from senior officials of the Xiushan government, Director Xing Chengwu and Xingda, who shouldered countless expectations and heavy burdens, stepped into the Lou family as an elder.

"Uncle Xing, sit down." Lou Cheng tried to relax his body and mind, trying to appear natural.

If it is just a simple visit from the elders, without any "official show", I should be able to hold on until the other party leaves without making a fool of myself. Well, without much exercise, just like how I dealt with my cousins, uncles and aunts, grandparents and grandfather on both sides before. Same as grandma and others.

Xing Chengwu was not polite, sat in the middle of the sofa, looked at it with a smile and said:

"You're in good spirits."

"Recovering well." Lou Cheng leaned forward, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of Maojian Green Buds for Xing Chengwu.

Xing Chengwu was in the police system and his rank was not low. He had heard a little bit about this incident. After exchanging a few words, he curiously asked:

"Then the attacker is really Waigang?"

If Lou Cheng could whip Wai Gang to death with a single whip, this would simply subvert his understanding of martial arts!

"No, other cultivation systems have some Waigang characteristics in advance." Lou Cheng answered truthfully, but did not specifically say that he was a cultivator.

Xing Chengwu knew what was going on and didn't ask. Just like when Peng Leyun, Ren Li, An Chaoyang and Lou Cheng discussed the battle, everything that was vague and unwilling to be explained was passed over.

After chatting for a while, Lou Cheng looked a little tired. He drank the remaining tea and stood up:

"The injury is just fine. Please rest as much as possible. I won't disturb you. I'll wait for you to fully recover and come to my house as a guest."

"It's necessary." Lou Cheng stood up with a smile and walked to the door.

Seeing Xing Chengwu leave, the fatigue on his face was immediately wiped away, but soon, his muscles began to twist, his expression became ferocious, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

After a few seconds, Lou Cheng came back to life.

After Xing Chengwu left the Lou family, he took the initiative to accept an interview with reporters and said in a loud voice:

"What can happen? He is in high spirits!"

After this incident, the frantic door-knocking no longer existed, but there were still many reporters wandering around, trying to block Lou Cheng day after day.

Two or three days later, someone came to visit again. This time it was his cousin Lou Yuanwei and his second son Lou Yuanchang.

During this period of time, Lou Yuanwei, who has experienced the world with his second son, has increasingly realized that his current status comes from his younger brother's identity and strength. He is more nervous about Lou Cheng's injury than anyone else in the family. Now that he has seen with his own eyes that the other party is safe and sound, Finally, my heart was completely restored.

"As a family, you can pour whatever you want to drink by yourself, and you can take whatever you want. You're welcome, and I don't have to bother you." Lou Cheng leaned back on the sofa and said with a smile.

Under similar circumstances, I can go several hours without "getting sick", and I only sleep once or twice at night.

"Okay! I like what you said!" Erzi smiled and hurried about, really treating this place as his own home.

After dinner, he returned to the company and sent Lou Yuanwei away. He smiled and looked at the scenery outside the window, waiting for his lover to arrive.

Ten minutes later, a well-dressed young woman with a charming face entered the office and asked curiously:

"Are you ready to go see the building?"

"Yes, it looks like nothing is wrong." Erzi replied with a smile.

"But I heard that he was seriously injured. Maybe he was just pretending to be fine... Why are you still eager to see him?" The young woman chuckled.

The corners of Erzi's lips curled up and he said:

"Even if he really has no hope of Wai Gang in the future, he is still an inhumanly strong man, a big boss, backed by the Ice God Sect and the Dragon and Tiger Club, as well as Master Wai Gang!"

"To put it bluntly, even if he is completely useless, if I go to see him and show my concern, what would be a waste? If I don't do it, it will be in vain!"

"Yes, yes, you are always so reasonable." The young woman posted it.

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In the early morning, Lou Cheng got out of bed and stretched his hands and feet in his room, first doing static exercises and then practicing slow routines.

His current body cannot support real training. Even if he uses the word "Lin" to speed up healing, it will still take more than a month before he can perform restorative exercises. For now, he can only do some activities to coordinate his body and mind and assist in healing.

Therefore, there is no need to go to the park, and there are reporters lurking outside.

A punch was punched slowly from the waist. Lou Cheng's body froze. Except for his head and limbs, his torso was completely "frozen" and unable to move.

This situation happened from time to time in the past ten minutes, which made him gradually irritated and wanted to punch himself.

"Huh, Lin Que was injured the first time. Master said that he was a blessing in disguise. With the comparison, he felt the 'quiet' and the 'receiver'... I can't be impatient and try to understand something from the actual combat, such as the role of martial arts in my own system. status, such as a peaceful mind..." Lou Cheng warned himself, calmed down his emotions, and started the routine again, but he couldn't adapt so quickly, and he couldn't adjust his mentality so easily.

Unknowingly, it had been a month since he returned home, and he met the researchers from last time at a nearby military base.

"I haven't gotten any useful results yet." The technical geek lowered his head in shame.

"It's normal. If our research was successful every time, we would have dominated the universe long ago." Lou Cheng suppressed his disappointment and answered with a smile.

The military personnel nodded and said with renewed vigor:

"But we sorted out the information Ge Hui missed and obtained the cultivation technique with core elements!"