Capítulo 38: The First "Come on"
"Ring Four, Round Nine. No.419 Hu Zheng, 20, Amateur Sixth Pin versus No.656 Lou Cheng, 18, no rank."
With the pair-up arrangement coming into his sight, Lou Cheng sent a message to Yan Zheke with delight immediately. "Luckier than yesterday, the opponent is of Amateur Sixth Pin."
After learning the drawing result that she had been waiting for, Yan Zheke replied an emoji with a proud laughing face. "Look, I bring you better luck!"
"Right! My luck yesterday was bad on account of you being on board and not keeping me company." Lou Cheng seized the chance to give compliments to her.
"My luck is in the unexpected encounter with Jindan (the Golden Elixir) and the pursuit of you!" He thought to himself.
There were still many competitions in the second round with more than two hundred at total and at least ten fights on each ring in the morning. Even though the total number were halved, the schedule for today's competitions was also a little bit tight, considering every match between fighters with close strength would take more time after many pure "fanciers" being knocked out yesterday.
Good luck was with Lou Cheng for he came across an opponent of Amateur Sixth Pin in the second round where the majority of the weak had almost been knocked out.
"He-heh." Yan Zheke replied a smiley with a cheerful heart.
She quickly sent the second message, "Just go to collect the fighter's information! Do not take enemy lightly as your opponent did yesterday!"
"Yes, Coach Yan!" Lou Cheng sent a modified version of the funny emoji to entertain his girl.
Yan Zheke replied with a serious yet cute emoji, "Good boy. Listen to your coach's analysis of your opponent later!"
While chatting and joking with Yan Zheke, Lou Cheng got the fighter's material from the service desk after queueing for a few minutes.
"Hu Zheng, male, twenty years old, high school degree, Yanling local, fitness coach, martial arts training partner, Amateur Sixth Pin..." Lou Cheng found a seat at corner and sent Yan Zheke the detailed information of Hu Zheng, "175 cm in height, 67 kilograms, won Ji Xiaoxing of Amateur Eighth Pin in the knockout."
Yan Zheke sent an emoji of standing erect in the wind. "The material has been updated with the result of the first round of knockout. There is no way for you to take advantage of your opponent's underestimation and negligence..."
Since Lou Cheng could see Hu Zheng won Ji Xiaoxing of Amateur Eighth Pin, Hu Zheng could also know Lou Cheng knocked out Liu Yinglong, the big brother of Amateur Fourth Pin from Baiyuan Martial Arts School. Apparently, Hu Zheng would be on full alert to his opponent without any underestimation and negligence today.
"I'm unlikely always to have the good fortune to encounter a conceited and thoughtless opponent. I have confidence in defeating the fighter of Amateur Sixth Pin open and aboveboard." Lou Cheng answered calmly.
"Yes! That's the spirit of a warrior." Yan Zheke sent a touching head sticker. "There are some features in common for such fighters as martial art training partners and fitness coaches. These muscle fighters employ miscellaneous moves in the competition which help them adapt to various types of opponents. On the other hand, they have no specialty in a certain move... I'll search more information for you..."
"Ha-hah!" Amused by Yan Zheke's cuteness, Lou Cheng answered with a pretended serious face. "How professional Coach Yan is!"
Time flew by while watching competitions and chatting with Yan Zheke. Most rings had ushered the sixth pair of fighters. "It has been the sixth fight. I feel a little nervous now."
"Moderate tension is a good thing." Yan Zheke tried to make Lou Cheng relaxed. "Then you'd better stop chatting and do some preparations. Fix your attention, calm your nerves, try to adjust your state and reflect on your moves.
"Got it," said Lou Cheng.
A message from Yan Zheke came to his sight when Lou Cheng was about to sign out QQ to save power.
"Cheng, wait for a moment. The last word for you!"
Followed this message was a voice one.
Clicking on it with curiosity, Yan Zheke's soft and clear voice rang into Lou Cheng's ears.
"Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng! Come on!"
Ecstasy abruptly hit Lou Cheng with brilliant fireworks blossoming in his heart.
The first "come on" for his ring journey!
Well over with joy, Lou Cheng replied unconsciously,
"I'll go all out!"
Yan Zheke sent back an encouraging fist emoji without a word.
The motivated young man clenched his fist heavily in the corner as if he had won all challenge tournaments. He favorited this voice message with solemnity and played it over and over again by his ears.
With surging courage in heart, he signed out QQ, left his seat, and stroke to the fourth ring full of strength.
...
"The fourth ring..." the middle-aged man in the leather jacket came near to the fourth ring, holding the VS list and some material of over a dozen of fighters whom he had some interest in.
He found a most suitable seat to watch the fight, waiting for the dark horse who won Liu Yinglong to show up.
Five or six rows away from him was Yu Haichao the master of Baiyuan Martial Arts School, who sit upright and quietly with his eyes glancing at the screen of competition information.
Beside Yu Haichao were his knocked-out disciples in dead silence.
Because Qin Zhilin's competition was arranged in the afternoon, he also came with schoolmates to see the undergraduate from Songcheng University who hurt and knocked out their big brother.
In the silence out of tune with the noisy gymnasium, Liu Yinglong suddenly raised his right hand.
"He is coming!"
Following the direction Liu Yinglong pointed to, Qin Zhilin saw a student-like young man in dark blue martial arts suit coming over,eighteen or nineteen years of age,of medium height, with short hair and a common face, leaving people with a gentle and composed impression.
"Perfect meditation and peace in the heart." A low, familiar voice came to Qin Zhilin's ear. He subconsciously took a look following the voice, realizing it was his master who had been keeping silent since entering the gymnasium. Yu Haichao, a martial art expert of Professional Fifth Pin, had participated in the competition of the second league. He started Baiyuan Martial Arts School in Yanling when getting aged after declining the invitation from the police force.
"Perfect meditation?" Qin Zhilin heard a deep breath from his brothers and himself.
Even the mighty ones of Danqi stage dare not declare themselves to be perfect meditation!
Yu Haichao stood up with his hands down to the knee. "This judgment is based on my encounters with many fighters of perfect meditation. Of course, there is no need for you to envy their genius, for your physique is also different from ordinary people."
"The little brother has entered a perfect stage with a talent for meditation. Great chance for him to reach the Danqi stage in the future."
Perfect meditation was not equal to absolute strength, which just meant less difficulty he'd experience to achieve Danqi stage.
Liu Yinglong turned his eyes to Lou Cheng again, realizing he still made nothing of his opponent. Every encounter with Lou Cheng brought a surprise or even shock beyond imagination to Liu Yinglong.
"Which level do you think he is of?" asked Qin Zhilin subconsciously.
Yu Haichao shook his head.
"How can this be seen directly? Watch the fight. "
People from Baiyuan Martial Arts School fell into silence once again.
...
Lou Cheng managed to calm down his rolling power and excitement a little bit until the end of the seventh fight in the fourth ring.
He concentrated his thoughts and started to reflect on his opponent when the eighth fight was going on.
"Hu Zheng definitely would analyze my fight features in the light of my performance in the first round of knockout. Liu Yinglong is known for his Arm Boxing, specialized in flexible and swift footwork. So it makes sense for him to conclude my specialty in dealing with flexible and guerrilla hit..."
"Facing me who won Liu Yinglong, Hu Zheng is supposed to fight with great caution and avoid flexible or guerrilla hit as long as he is not playing weak or has participated in the Ranking Event in the past one or two years...Huh? Can I take advantage of this?"
With many thoughts flashing and fight scenes staging in his mind, Lou Cheng finally freeze-framed the competition between Ye Youting and Guan Yan.
"Hu Zheng will surely give weight to his defense at the beginning... Um, I can attempt beating him with my utmost strength ignoring follow-up burst moves."
On careful comparison, Lou Cheng had confidence in winning Hu Zheng with strength. At this moment, Lou Cheng desired a carefree fight without considering whether Hu Zheng was playing weak or not.
Lou Cheng relaxed his nerves and started to watch the fight after making the decision.
The eighth fight came to an end ten minutes later. The referee announced the beginning of the ninth fight after taking a breath and some adjustment.
Lou Cheng VS Hu Zheng!
After handing in belongings and jacket, Lou Cheng stepped into the ring with the checked number card. Before him was strongly-built Hu Zheng in a karate-like suit.
The middle-aged man in leather jacket sat up straight, staring at Lou Cheng,
"A student he is! Do wonder his actual strength and specialty who beat Liu Yinglong..."
Yu Haichao, Liu Yinglong, Qin Zhilin and other disciples of Baiyuan Martial Arts School also turned their eyes and paid all attention to the ring where Lou Cheng was.
There was no need to make much ado about contemplation from the audience in the match. Vaguely sensing the atmosphere, Lou Cheng became more inspired with enthusiasm.
He had his audience in this match!
Looking at student-like Lou Cheng, Hu Zheng was weighed down with anxiety. He had been fully aware of that he would fight with a formidable enemy after receiving the opponent's material.
Baiyuan Martial Arts School was celebrated in Yanling. Hu Zheng was keenly aware of the power of Liu Yinglong's Arm Boxing, which he had long heard of. The young man opposite to him was exactly the one who knocked out Liu Yinglong.
Hoo... He heaved a breath and saluted with a decision made in his mind.
Anti-arm boxing was the only key to victory!
Lou Cheng returned a salute without a word. He prepared himself for meditation, adjusting his muscles little by little and compressing the strength of the whole body.
The bowstring should be pulled to the tightest to make the arrows shoot furthest, and the spring stretched to the extreme to produce most powerful recovery. Likewise, the power should be compressed to the utmost to generate "heaven falling and the earth cracking" as Ye Youting burst out a blow with force of terror.
Lou Cheng conceived a scene of towering snow-capped mountains in his mind with snow falling in a whirl which made it even more majestic. The terror was accumulated for a blow from commanding position.
"The third group of 24 Blizzard Strikes, Mega Avalanche!"
At this time, the referee raised his right hand and abruptly lowered it,
"The ninth. Fight!"
Suddenly, the snow-capped mountain started to quiver with accumulated power about to burst out. Lou Cheng felt that he became taller, overlooking Hu Zheng of similar height with himself. It was a feeling of looking down the passersby from the peak of the snow-capped mountain!
Boom!
In his conceived scene, a lightning hit the summit of the snow-capped mountain in the roaring of thunder, starting a blazing prairie fire. The accumulated snow suddenly collapsed, making a rushing and boiling flow of the snow water!
This was the most horrible blizzard between heaven and earth!
Feeling the rising hot flow from the coccygeal vertebra and ready-to-burst strength compressed in muscles, Lou Cheng took a few steps and clenched his fist at Hu Zheng with the momentum of collapsing masses of snow roaring and crushing.
With his arms raised to defend, Hu Zheng's sight froze with shock at Lou Cheng who seemed to be a giant, a towering mountain.
In the audience stand, Liu Yinglong got to his feet with a jump.
Capítulo 39: Mega Avalanche
At that moment, the Lou Cheng that appeared in front of Hu Zheng seemed to swell into a giant like a figment of his imagination. His fists cracked and the wind howled. He suddenly felt like he had lost the high ground, and his former arrogant grandeur seemed to have been buried by a collapsing mountain peak.
This kind of strength made Hu Zheng unwittingly consider high tailing it out of there, but he didn't dare let it show. However, he was already in his defensive stance, and there was obviously no time to retreat. This led to an even more dire realization; and all he could do was bite the bullet, hold steady, and try to change his style of blocking. He crossed both arms against his body.
This stance wouldn't be broken, but he'd also lose the opportunity to lead into a counterattack. It was the both the safest and also the most foolish choice. Hu Zheng was unable to think that far in advance!
Bam!
As the strike came forward, an oppressive sound filled the air and fell upon Hu Zheng's ears. At the same time, he felt an immense vibration across his body. Even though his blocking stance had still not been broken through, it was hard to receive such a blow with his arms stiffly pressed against his body, stuck on top of his chest.
Such frightening strength! Hu Zheng felt as if his arms were two sledgehammers slamming into him. His ribs ached, his balance started to falter, and his legs were unable to support him. He was going to topple over soon.
To maintain his balance, he could only stagger along and do his best to recover a steady sense of equilibrium.
At that moment, Lou Cheng had already come closer with his body leaning to the side. He lowered his left shoulder, moved forward a step, and crashed into Hu Zheng chest.
With the Avalanche Stance, unless you stopped it yourself, the power would run right over you!
Hu Zheng stumbled after being slammed by such a powerful hit, completely lost his balance, and flew towards the ground with a thud.
"Lou Cheng wins!" The referee declared.
"I lost, just like that?" Hu Zheng was in a daze, discovering he had already been thrown to the ground of the arena.
"I barely threw a single punch, and I've lost?
How many seconds had it taken!?
Did that kind of strength belong to an amateur?"
Nearby, above the spectator's platform, Liu Yinglong stared dumbfounded at his fellow disciple, his face white as death. After seeing Lou Cheng's striking power a moment ago, he'd realized with some disappointment that himself wouldn't have been able to resist this kind of frightening strength!
After going through Master Yu Haichao's analysis of yesterday's fight, he still hadn't been fully convinced. He thought that Lou Cheng still hadn't displayed any real power and would lose today's match like watching right into a booby trap. Going through the outcome of the previous fight, the disparity between the two fighters wasn't that big. He merely had a natural gift for meditation, impressive coordination and was adept at controlling his body. In other aspects, he wasn't as good as he seemed to be, and his victory was merely a fluke.
But after what he had just seen, any trace of arrogance and self-consolation in his heart had been thoroughly defeated. He was brave enough to recognize his disappointment.
Could it be that Lou Cheng hadn't revealed his true strength before and now was going all out? Yesterday when he had thrown that one punch, it seemed like it could nearly break a bone!
Knowing your own body's weaknesses wasn't a simple matter, but it was an unavoidable cruelty.
Beside him, Master didn't say a word. All of the Junior Sisters and Junior Brothers around them were silent. It was as if the entire world had gone still.
The man in the leather jacket had taken out his phone, intending on going home later to enjoy a recording of the most intense moment of the fight, but by the time he'd unlocked his screen and opened the phones camera function, the match was already over!
"This... Isn't this a carbon copy of what happened in yesterday's match?" As a fan, his understanding of the meaning behind the punch that had just been thrown wasn't as deep as Liu Yinglong's. It was that he was astonished at how Lou Cheng had defeated an Amateur Sixth Pin like Hu Zheng with merely one punch. It was similar to Ye Youting's exceptional victory over Guan Yan yesterday. After taking in all of the information yesterday, he'd come back to watch more matches in the ring.
Although Guan Yan was an Amateur Second Pin, and more skilled than Hu Zheng, his blocking stance in yesterday's battle had left an opportunity for a counterattack. It didn't seem like Hu Zheng's arms had been intersected too tightly, which showed you couldn't judge simply by rank.
After thinking thoroughly about this point, the man in the leather jacket put down his phone and clapped his hands, even though Lou Cheng probably couldn't hear it.
This competition did have some surprises in store!
"Uncle, what are you clapping for?" The young couple beside them stared past. They were looking at another match on the big screen.
Wasn't it brilliant enough a match to deserve applause?"
The man in the leather coat chuckled. "Just a moment ago a student with no rank defeated an Amateur Sixth Pin contestant. It was just like Ye Youting's victory over Guan Yan in the ring yesterday."
Ye Youting and Guan Yan's fight was the highlight yesterday, and this brilliant scene was being replayed on the TV screen. A shy girl who was part of the couple smiled softly. "Sounds more or less the same, but it's not the same. The difference in ranks is really big."
As a martial arts fan, the man in the leather coat gesticulated wildly to make his point, explaining once again that Guan Yan and Hu Zheng's defensive stances weren't the same. In the end, he said, "Even though there's a disparity, it's not that big. That no rank student is remarkable!"
The couple became quite intrigued. "What is he called?" What's his number? "We're going to see his match tomorrow. A lot of these performances are boring."
"He's called Lou Cheng, and his number is 656." The man in the leather jacket seemed as if he giving an endorsement.
...
""Lou Cheng wins!"
When the referee's verdicts hit his ears, Lou Cheng stomped his feet, stood up straight, and didn't pursue any further attack. All he could feel was a short burst of exhaustion in his body and a warmth in the spot where his Dantian was located, flowing through his whole body. Now that he'd calmed down and was tired, the Jindan was starting to work on its own.
In addition to the Mega Avalanche, he had added the Lightning and Fire Stance punch, so his body felt exhausted of all strength. He was much more tired than he had been after yesterday's fight, nearly more than Lin Que had been during his first match when he had used the Brutal Blizzard.
"This kind of power is still an immense burden and consumer of energy. If I relied on my own body, I could only get two punches out at best..." Lou Cheng sighed to himself inwardly.
Today's victory was more joyous than yesterday's, yet he was calmer. There was no longer the feeling of the victory being a fluke or not genuine. Going through today's fight, he was certain that he had already improved his abilities immensely and yesterday's victory was not by chance.
"I've managed to become an amateur master!"
Blinking in exhaustion and feeling a definite joy, Lou Cheng composed himself and walked outside the lines of the ring, looking for the supervisor to return his belongings.
Seeing this performance, the Baiyuan Martial Arts School Headmaster Yu Haichao, who had been calm and peaceful throughout, gasped and stood up.
"Master, what's wrong?" Liu Yinglong asked in shock.
Yu Haichao looked at the panic revealed in each and every face of his disciples, sighed and said, "With the combination of the Mega Avalanche in the Ice Sect's 24 Blizzard Strikes and the Thunder Sect's Lightning and Fire Stance, plus three minutes of concentrating his strength, this kind of power isn't at all surprising. What makes a Master like me concerned is that when he was done throwing that punch, I didn't see any sign of exhaustion!"
"This would leave me to believe that he could throw punches continuously for quite a while. Even if he didn't have three minutes to focus his strength, he could still retain 70 or 80 percent of his strength. That is quite frightening."
Liu Yinglong, Qin Zhilin, and the other disciples were stunned that their Master's evaluation was this high!
"Master, what rank do you think he is?" Liu Yinglong asked subconsciously.
Yu Haichao smirked. "It's impossible to tell simply from watching a single punch. Martial arts levels aren't all about physical power, but he's certainly no less than an Amateur Third Pin. Look, all of you, if just one or two of you can grasp meditation and master stance training afterward, at the very least your strength will improve significantly. Seeing another person's excellence, does it not make your hearts still?"
He seized the opportunity to teach his disciples. Certain still stances couldn't be performed in the martial arts ring, but if you were unable to grasp meditation, physical training would bring no serious results.
"We understand!" Liu Yinglong, Qin Zhilin, and the other disciples were all moved to a degree.
"All of you, watch more of his matches, perhaps there will be other rewards." Yu Haichao advised as he walked out of the martial arts with his hands behind his back.
...
Taking out his phone, Lou Cheng immediately looked out at the faraway viewing platform. While watching other Martial Arts competitions on the big screen, he logged onto QQ to give Yan Zheke the good news!
In the Martial Arts Club, when joining the partition contest, Yan Zheke had organized a cheerleading squad and put herself in charge of logistics. While it was necessary to have a phone number, text messages and these kinds of things were now outdated. Student clubs rather preferred to use QQ or WeChat.
"Hey, hey, I won!" "Easy victory!" "Thanks to Coach Yan's guidance!" Lou Cheng used three exclamation marks to express his joy, and as a way to jokingly praise Yan Zheke.
It seemed as if Yan Zheke had been waiting for the result, and she quickly responded. "Not bad. How is it that a child can teach you how to win?"
She was very interested in the details of the match.
"I knocked out Liu Yinglong. I'm sure he would pay attention to this point and thought I would restrain myself or use a similar kind of arm boxing move, so when I did this change in direction, all he could do was block first." Lou Cheng explained everything in minute detail, sharing his triumph with the girl of his dreams. "Considering this point, I planned right from the start to hit with a violent blow to see if I could break through his stance and get the upper hand. It's a lot like the match that I told you about yesterday."
Yan Zheke replied with an adorable emoji that had its finger pressed under its lip, "Cheng, I'm starting to think that you've got a natural gift for competitions!"
Lou Cheng sent an emoji of Crayon Shin Shan scratching his head foolishly. "I'm not as good as you say."
He continued to send a message. "As I had told you before, when Coach Shi discovered I had a gift for meditation, he privately taught me a few stance training styles. I took advantage of the three minutes during announcements to focus my strength, and compress my body's power to the limit. Then I used 24 Blizzard Strike's Mega Avalanche and the Lightning and Fire Stance together, and the punch was enough to make my opponent lose his balance. Then I got in close and threw him to the ground."
"Not bad...Cheng, every time I hear you describe a match like this, I can't help but imagine what would happen if it were me instead of you. What kind of reaction would I have, what would the result be? This lets me experience a great fight without even going out the door." Yan Zheke sent an emoji with sparkling eyes.
"You'd surely respond better than me!" Lou Cheng seized the opportunity to praise her once more and sent a blushing emoji. "If I can make you feel like this, I'm delighted."
Yan Zheke sent an emoji with its hands over its mouth, and then said, "I was online looking for your official competition information before, and in the end I could only find one short sentence of news: 'With the Phoenix Cup Warrior Sage Tournament's first round finished, the athlete Ye Youting and others have easily smashed through the barriers.' Very nice!"
"I'm amongst those 'others', I'll have an opportunity for my name to show up later." Lou Cheng sent an emoji of a hand patting a head.
While talking, the afternoon competition came to a close. Yan Zheke sent a fighting emoji and said, "Since I've been riled up by you, as soon as I've eaten and relaxed for a bit, I'll find my grandma and grandpa to 'steal' some secret moves that have been handed down in the family, and I'll spend an afternoon practicing!"
"Haha, will they agree?" said Lou Cheng.
Yan Zheke sent a laughing emoji. "Relax, if I'm adorable and bat my eyelashes a bit, it absolutely can be arranged. My grandmother loves me dearly and has a kind heart. As long as I don't talk back and don't make her lose face, there won't be any problems."
"Then you need to be careful to keep a balance between work and play." Lou Cheng sent a concerned message. As he left out the arena, he picked up some fast food along the way.
In the afternoon while Yan Zheke was practicing martial arts, he browsed through forums and watched matches.
Suddenly in a forum's livestream, he saw Invisible Punch post. "Master Road is on stage. His opponent is some Amateur Fourth Pin guy."
"Is the 'Road to the Arena' match happening?" Lou Cheng looked at every single big screen and quickly found the 'Road to the Arena" who had posted his photo before. He and his opponent were in the three minutes of announcements period.
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