MTL - Martial Arts Master-Chapter 688 Once opponent

At 12 o'clock noon, Lou Cheng left the "volcano laboratory", rubbed his forehead and face with a white towel, and returned to the exclusive lounge by elevator. As a person who pays more attention to the image, he will not evaporate the sweat at will, lest Affect the breathing quality of nearby creatures.

"I..." Lou Cheng unscrewed the door and stepped inside. The words to be exported were blocked by the quiet atmosphere.

In the room where the office is arranged, the golden sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and everything is dyed with brilliant and splendid colors. Even the harsh black hair is covered with a circle of halo, there is a kind of oil painting. Feeling like it.

The girl held the hand in one hand and pressed the mouse in one hand. She was looking at the computer screen intently, and placed a stack of paper with the contents printed on it.

She sometimes frowned, sometimes picking up the pen, biting the end of the tail, sometimes slamming the keyboard, and sometimes writing something on the paper, completely utterly heartless, even if she noticed that her husband’s coming in, it was only used as black. The beautiful nephew of the ink glanced at him.

Lou Cheng was dumbfounded, just sat on the sofa and said nothing, so quietly staring at the little fairy busy, staring at her unconsciously biting the pen.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Yan suddenly "had" a voice, raised his head, looked at the building, half is forced and half asked:

"what time is it?"

"Hurry up." Lou Cheng pressed the phone screen, and the light passed the number.

Severely licked his lower lip, turned his head and looked to the side, and he was a little embarrassed to say to himself:

"I said how old I want to eat something..."

"Haha, it's not too late, I haven't had a lunch yet." Lou Cheng stood up and walked toward the little fairy.

"Well, I want to eat crab yellow packets, I want to eat white sugar cakes, I want to eat shrimp dumplings, I want to eat..." Yan Yan thought and replied, even could not help but swallow.

Then she collected the paper pen and so on, and raised her hand:

"Let's get the rest tomorrow!"

Lou Cheng took her hand and smiled and said:

"I will continue tomorrow."

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

In the afternoon, Lou Cheng and Yan Yan, who had enough to eat and drink, walked out of the restaurant side by side and took the escalator to the ground floor.

"A lot of people there..." At the time of the settlement, the girl looked at the window and found a bunch of people around the door on the left side of the street. I don't know what to watch.

Lou Cheng followed her eyes and saw only the black figure, so she proposed with great interest: "We used to be jealous."

Even those who are strong outside are also curious and have onlookers.

"Okay!" Yan Yan is equally interested.

Down to the bottom, the young couple first out of the mall gate, around a hundred meters, only arrived at the crowd gathering place, found that the upper and lower two floors are decorated in a consistent style, light and elegant, deep intrinsic, very Eastern features.

"God's Dojo." Lou Cheng read the name of the sign.

"It sounds like a martial art museum in Dongpu..." Yan Yan thoughtfully guessed, "I seem to have heard of them, it is an ancient genre."

Lou Cheng looked at it and saw a lot of women wearing kimonos. They stood side by side at the door and formed a beautiful landscape, which attracted the attention of pedestrians. The table on both sides had several mouths. Samurai swords of varying lengths.

"It is indeed the dojo of martial arts." Lou Cheng made a positive judgment.

Yan Yan’s eyes turned up and suddenly smiled and said: “Is this a robber’s job?”

On, two ha, kick their pavilion, lick their cards!

When the girl staged a rich inner drama, Lou Cheng just smiled slightly: "This is nothing, there are not so many martial arts museums in the country? I have not brought out a group of Taoist priests?"

"Well, nowadays, everyone likes novelty. The martial arts with exotic characteristics, the unusual atmosphere, if there is a long history, it is very difficult to be unpopular." Yan Yan bit his lower lip, Pear vortex smiled.

After a few words on this topic, she pointed to the door and said, "Go in?"

"Forget it, I am going up like this, not kicking the pavilion, but also bullying the weak." Lou Cheng hesitated for two seconds.

Yan Yan drums the drums to help the gang, and the invisible spot is: "It is also... and this kind of dojo facing the public has nothing to look at."

On the second floor of the "God's Dojo", a girl in a red and white kimono walked to the window and looked at the bustling business district nearby.

She was in her first six meters and had baby fat on her face. The eyelids were clear and deep, and it was the beautiful girl genius of the Dongpu generation, which was known as the 3,000-year-old.

"Smoked sauce, what are you looking at?" A girl with a slanting bangs approached Tang Zexun slowly.

Her facial features can only be said to be clean and natural, but she smiles and bends her eyes and has a sunny taste.

In the hand, Tang Zexun held the knife with the stalk in his hand and smiled and answered:

"Only looking at such a busy city, China and the United States, and us, it seems that there is no difference, except for words..."

"But the people who walk, the unique feelings are completely different..."

"Do you feel so strange in your heart? It feels like a real monk." The girl who asked the question smiled and said, "We still talk about your business. How do you suddenly apply for a visa to come to China? How long has the field of the gods been?"

Tang Zexun’s eyes swept across the street, confirmed several monitoring points, and suddenly said with some exclamation:

"I am going to fulfill a wish."

"At the time of the last four countries, I clearly promoted what they called "non-human" earlier than Peng Jun of Huaguo, but lost to him. This has the relationship that I have no real weapons, and that he is really powerful. ""

"That time I told myself to really challenge him once again..."

“I broke back from the war area in the first two months and found that Peng Jun’s promotion rate exceeded me...”

"I don't want to wait any longer, I am afraid that if I go on like this, I will lose my courage..."

"So, after I mastered all the swords of Shinsai, I applied for it now."

"Peng Leyun... So why not go directly to Hudong?" The oblique bangs girl frowned slightly.

"I want to go first, take a look, and accumulate momentum." Tang Zecan looked down and suddenly stopped because she saw a familiar figure, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a dark-lined hat!

The air machine was towed, and the building was noticed. He immediately looked up and looked at the window on the second floor, touching a pair of eyes like the ancient well.

Tang Zexun naturally condenses the momentum, the mind is hidden inside, and the right hand subconsciously extends to the handle.

She is like a sacred soldier in the shackles. She has been patient for a long time. She waited for a long time. She wiped her edge and honed herself. It was about to shine and cut off the sky.

At this time, she only felt that Lucheng seemed to disappear. In front of her, there was boundless darkness and majestic stars. When it was too close, it would melt, and if it was too far away, it would be frozen.

This is so vast, so magnificent, and so dangerous, such a horror, so that Tang Zexun has a kind of self-improvement, can only sway a little guilty feeling.

It’s like she used to practice a star-studded sword. The target can be a waterfall. It can be a bamboo forest. It can be a boulder, but it can never be a night sky, because it will waste no effort and will have no effect.

Her right hand was placed on the handle and she had not held it for a long time.

The universe receded, the stars faded, and Lou Cheng took back the line of sight, pulling Yan Yan to the other side of the street.

“What happened?” the girl asked in a puzzled question.

Lou Cheng’s mouth was slightly outlined, and the tone replied calmly:

"A former opponent..."

"She is also promoted to a foreigner..."

On the second floor, Tang Zexuan took a breath and watched the building as a back of the two.

He was promoted to the "outside", he had heard about it, and he had seen his recent battles and understood his current level...

However, compared with the previous experience, he seems to have any essential changes, it becomes very strange, strangely no precedent!

It’s strange that I can’t pull out the knife...

Seeing Tang Zexun’s silence for a long time, the oblique bangs girl waved her hand:

"Spice sauce?"

"Ah?" Tang Zexun squinted sideways and thought back.

"You are thinking, what?" asked the oblique bang girl.

Tang Zexuan indulged in a full ten minutes to answer:

"There are too many "outside-level" powers in China."

"Hmm?" The oblique bangs girl is waiting for the following.

Tang Zexuan’s face was slightly dim and continued:

"And we are too few."

Waiting for the slanting bangs girl to ask again, she said it herself:

“So we can't organize such a large-scale top professional competition and title battle. We can't stand the test every week like their ‘outer’ strongman. We must constantly improve the 'dao' and skills.”

"It is true..." The oblique bangs girl could not deceive herself to nod.

At this time, Tang Zexuan suddenly smiled and his voice was quite open:

"You said that I can stay in China and participate in similar competitions?"

"They are not only martial art, but also federations and clubs. Should they be able to invite foreigners?"