MTL - Martial Arts Master-Chapter 702 Eye of the heart

At the other end of the "Flame Hell", away from the hot home team's locker room, only the "wu idiot" Guo Jie, who stays in the inch, sits cross-legged, five hearts to the sky, breathing keeps a rhythm, long and distant, outside the body I don't care.

"She is a little nervous..." Ning Yu sighed, and voiced to Lu Yandao.

Lv Yan always has that face, and it is invisible.

"This is the normal reaction."

While talking, he couldn't help but look at the building next to his eyes and press the phone keyboard.

Sure enough, there are a few guys who have a life-threatening life under their hands. They are calm and calm, like the old fritters like us...

Lou Cheng ignored the coach's gaze, and his mouth turned up to send a message to his wife:

"What should I do? The top professional game is small and new and shivering!"

On weekends, Danjing was repaired, and Yan Yan, who is all in the name of Dacheng, intends to indulge himself and watch the opening war day and night.

"The last time I challenged Wu Sheng, I didn't say that!" Yan Yan "looking up to the sky", ruthlessly pierced his disguise.

Lou Cheng’s “sighing face sighs”:

"At the time, I was excited..."

"Now?" Yan Yan "eyes turn".

"Now I am thinking about a lot of questions, such as the beginning of the road, if I meet the road forever, this time I can achieve to what extent, such as 'Flame Hell' weakened my 'ice department' to learn, increase and decrease, can not talk about home advantage." Lou Cheng replied in a serious way, and finally said, "For example, how to flirt with a little fairy."

"Oh... you have a good time! I learned to tease me!" Yan Yan laughed out loud, "angry and rushed to the crown".

Lou Chengxiao smiled and said: "This is one of the effective ways to control tension."

And after so many battles between life and death, confidence is still a bit!

After a few words on this topic, Yan Yan turned to mention:

"Your fan forum is super lively these days~"

"Why?" Lou Cheng was full of doubts.

Because I will be the main force, start the journey of the Dragon and Tiger Club in the new year?

——This time, in addition to chatting with his wife, he occasionally called the family. It was a semi-closed state, and he was digested by the first time to digest the harvest of the “Forbidden Ministry. Yuqing”. Bo brush forum.

Yan Yan sent a catwalk that was only "under observation":

“Isn’t Xiao Yan’s college in Huacheng? She bought the tickets for today’s competition and wanted to cheer you on the spot. Xiaoling, Fantasy, Nie, and Geshilong Wang all entrusted her to help.”

Lou Cheng suddenly realized: "I have forgotten what Xiaoxiao is reading here..."

Forgetting it well~ Yan Yan sighs and screams, "Do you want to design a celebration for them?"

"As a foreign strongman, deep and introverted, focusing on the image is the king." Lou Cheng joke responded.

"...I don't want to chat with you! Uncle Orange~!" Yan Yan "seetained indifference."

Lou Cheng was joking and joking a few words. At this time, Lu Yan really couldn’t stand it anymore, and he stepped over and said:

"There are still ten minutes to start, you are in the lead, it is best to adjust the state."

I am booking this thing for ten minutes left... Lou Chengxiao laughs two channels:

"Ok."

After the answer was completed, he immediately lowered his head and cried to his wife:

"Be despised by the coach! I have to concentrate on preparing for the game!"

"Haha, this coach also seriously despised you for five minutes~" Yan Yan replied without compassion.

Put away the mobile phone, Lou Cheng stood up leisurely, first move around the neck, and then slowly swallowed the practice, stretching, slow pace, like the old man in the morning exercise.

However, he is full of charm and punch, giving people a continuous and natural feeling of dust.

After a set of practice is completed, the building is thought to settle, the ice heart is self-contained, and the river after the spleen seems to be frozen, gradually opening up and sinking into a flood.

"After this kid enlightened the ‘Yu Qing articles,' some are different.” Ning Hao looked thoughtfully, and voiced Lu Yan, feeling a sentence.

Lv Yan did not move and replied: "When we got acquainted, isn't it similar?"

At this time, the noise outside the drums is even worse, and the curtain of the new top professional competition is just around the corner.

After a while, Lu Yan looked at Guo Jie, who had opened his eyes, and Lou Cheng, who had adjusted his interest, carrying his hands and going to the dressing outdoor:

"Go out!"

As usual, as the opening battle, the two warriors will have a short ceremony.

Lou Cheng played the navy blue martial arts uniform, followed by Lu Yan, and went to the "downfall", the fire at the foot of the fire, the gentle and sturdy, the ear of the "Dragon Tiger" shouted shaking the hill.

Looking at the eyes, he saw a petite short "small scorpion", she wore a pair of orange-rimmed glasses, still youthful.

When she saw the building, she waved her hand with excitement and completely forgot the embarrassment of the altar friends.

When the building became a dagger and bowed his eyes, Xiao Xiao remembered the point.

She was busy taking out a short navy banner from her backpack, pulling her hands apart and holding it on her head. There was no name on it, only a few big characters:

"You are here!"

When the corners of his eyes were swept away, Lou Cheng suddenly remembered the "responsibility aid" of last year. At the moment of his "lowest valley", they still remained.

His heart was instantly warm.

Yan Xiaoling in front of the computer screen sighed and replied in the live post:

"I shouldn’t let Otaru do this. She’s too short, not conspicuous, and she’s blocked half!”

"Gai Shi Long Wang" immediately "funny":

"She is short, and she is a few centimeters taller than you. Who gave you the confidence to say that?"

"...increased inside..." Yan Xiaoling is habitually black.

After the simple ceremony, Lu Yanlu waited for the people to return to their respective dressing rooms, leaving only Lou Cheng and Tang Zexuan standing in the center of Fujian.

"Please ask the floor to advise." Tang Zexuan politely stunned, Hua Guoyu is very unfamiliar.

Knowing that the opponent is Lou Cheng, she asked the translator to give the pronunciation of the five words, then forced memory and mechanical repetition.

Lou Cheng arched his hand and smiled and responded:

“I’m always looking forward to having a chance to fight you again.”

Tang Zexun did not understand, and his eyes were round and confused.

The two sides opened the distance and retired to the position reserved by the referee.

At this moment, at the largest otaku forum in Dongpu, there have been many discussion stickers, and there have been many replies. The heat has surpassed other events:

"Kane sauce is also very kawaii!"

"Why did she abandon us and go to China?"

"For the Kendo! Serious ketchup is the most fascinating!"

"Who is her opponent? I feel a little familiar."

"I remembered, when he was in the last four countries, he lost to the scented sauce... He also entered the realm of ghosts and ghosts? Unbelievable!"

In addition to the real, fanatical martial arts enthusiasts, most of the Dongpu people also have an understanding of the country's strong, who in other countries promoted the nephew, who stepped into the field of terror, they are not interested and have no time to know.

This is the normal state of all countries. In the eyes of those who pay attention to this matter, every foreign-level strongman is famous, but if he asks ordinary people who are not from the same country, they will only ask questions with doubts. "Who is he".

Seeing that most people don’t know anything about Lou Cheng, there are fans who come out to Science Road:

"You can't underestimate him. The champions of the four kingdoms have been overtaken by him for half a position. He used to be weak, just because he practiced late and had not had time to become stronger."

"This is the real strong, from the heart to the body!"

"If the sauce does not exceed the expected increase, the game is more likely to lose."

......

After reading the popular science, many people replied:

"It's not like looking at him."

"Stupid, this is the reason for the TV broadcast, can not reflect the temperament."

"I want to win the sauce again, and I want to see her grievous tears, so contradictory."

"metamorphosis!"

......

The atmosphere of the forum quickly developed in a cheerful direction. Even if someone reminded them, they still lacked an intuitive understanding of the strength of Loucheng.

............

The three-minute dialogue time became a purely air-to-air process for the two people with communication difficulties.

Tang Zexuan looked awkward and stood in a ground fire. It was like an ancient meditation hall in the depths of the body and mind. The floor under the feet was smooth and old, the trees outside the window were full of branches, the moonlight was cold and scattered, and there was no one around. Only Buddha statues.

The solemn statue of Buddha stands tall, overlooking the quietness of the human world, sitting on his knees, closing his eyes and "seeing" it, and his mind and body are empty.

Without obstacles, there was no barrier, and everything around it jumped into the mind of Tang Zexun, and some feelings that could not be described could not be seen.

"Eye of the Heart"!

This is one of the fundamentals of Xinzhan's martial arts. It is similar to the combination of the "Congling Ice Heart" and the ability to prejudge, but there are shortcomings in both aspects.

Tang Zexun "seen" the magma that was ready to go underground, "seeing" Loucheng, and "seeing" a crystal heart that looked like a mirror on several sides. He saw the reflection on himself, and it was clear and abnormal!

When the spirit was shocked, she almost got out of the "eyes".

Slightly converged a little, Tang Zexun stayed in the state, calmly opened his eyes, and contacted the line of sight of Lou Cheng, the lower back naturally bowed, the right hand held the handle of the puffer fish pill, like a sharp edge hidden in the shackles The gods are sharp, waiting for the day to shine.

I don't know how long it took, the referee who retreated to the edge raised his right hand and shouted:

"Start!"

The new top professional competition officially kicked off!

Tang Zexuan suddenly stepped forward, his body shaped like a wave of water, and it flashed in front of Lou Cheng.

Hey!

A clear white light is shining, so fast that people can't see the track!

Shrink! Pull the knife!

The combination of the two tricks is as easy and relaxing as Tang Zexun.

She is fast, the building is also fast, while Tang Ze is shrinking, while Lou Cheng is also stepping forward, shortening the distance between the two, and the right fist is heavy and squatting, just hitting the side of the long knife, blocking the edge from breaking through the heavens and the earth.

If it is not the speed of Tang Ze's shrinking ground, he can directly press the other's palm and press the long knife back into the sheath!

Faced with this, Tang Zexun did not panic, but instead returned to the Zen Hall and saw the Buddha statue.

Hey!

The empty scabbard of her left hand stabbed out and slammed into the lower abdomen, comparable to the knife she had just pulled.

This is the preparation for killing!

Xinzhailiu, "Double Dragon Take"!