Martial Arts Master - Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Central Ring

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Lou Cheng set his coronary heart at relaxation and stored his thoughts calm, concentrating his spirit and qi on one merchandise and utilizing Jindan to realize an inward imaginative and prescient. His muscle groups moved little by little, adjusting and adapting. The whole lot however the match was forgotten and his full consideration was given.

The central ring referee’s announcement got here as if from the clouds.

“Match 5. Ye Youting received!”

“Match 4 and 5 are over…” Lou Cheng opened up his eyes, revealing a deep pool inside his eyes. He strode in direction of the central ring leisurely and climbed that acquainted but unusual flight of stone stairs.

How a lot I as soon as envied these main fighters of the Martial Arts Membership for taking this journey to glory. Lastly, it’s my flip.

“One, two, three…” He counted his steps strolling up the steps after which stood to the best aspect of the referee.

He might really feel tons of of eyes gazing at him and listen to thinly scattered cheers and claps. It was nothing like the ocean of supporters and their thundering ardour for Lin Que and Chen Changhua in Songcheng College Martial Arts Stadium, but it surely was fully for him!

At his eye stage stood Wu Shitong, the house working towards disciple of Daxing Temple, in a pink and yellow martial arts go well with with lotus embroidered on the cuffs. Strong and common sized, his skinny teenager beard above his lips gave away his infantility.

“A 17-year-old younger boy…” This thought immediately melted Lou Cheng’s final little bit of worry for Wu Shitong.

His eyes moved up and noticed a daring line of phrases on the large display screen the place their battle can be displayed.

“Daxing Temple Disciple vs. Mysterious Grasp!”

“Buddhist Zen Kung Fu vs. Misplaced Data of the Ice Sect!”

Previous Zheng and a number of other different spectators who had watched Lou Cheng’s matches prior to now few days adjusted their place within the auditorium. The phrases proven on the large display screen kindled their expectation and enthusiasm.

Martial arts, the final word of the bodily physique, ignited the will and worship for the robust left from the primitive society.

“Has any of you watched the Daxing Temple disciple’s battle? What’s his specialty?” Previous Zheng requested unconsciously.

On the primary day, he watched the beneficial match of Wu Shitong’s however nothing was thrilling sufficient for him to recollect besides his inflexible palm model that left no likelihood for his opponent.

Previous Zheng’s pals shared just a few glances whereas shaking their head blankly. “We had been at work previous few days. We wouldn’t have taken our vacation now if not in your robust advice.”

Previous Zheng didn’t reply. For some purpose, his coronary heart missed a beat and considerations for Lou Cheng began to develop.

Staring on the huge display screen, Liu Yinglong requested quietly as if talking to himself, “Any of you watched Wu Shitong’s match earlier than?”

“I watched one. He carried out Grand Stele Breaking Hand and Grand Stele Casting Hand. Fairly spectacular!” recalled Qin Zhilin.

“He appears to comply with the powerful demon suppressing path…” Liu Yinglong nodded barely, turning his eyes again to the ring with no extra phrases and ready for this battle between a dragon and a tiger to start.

On a close-by stand, a younger man with very brief hair appeared shocked by what he noticed on the large display screen.

“Grasp, that’s the scholar staying in the identical resort with us. He’s right here for the match.”

He wore a darkish cyan martial arts go well with with mountain patterns at his cuffs and collar.

A senior man with very huge earlobes laughed. “I’m outdated and uninteresting now. Decide nobody by appearances. He have to be good preventing all the best way to Spherical 4.”

The short-haired younger man held his personal fingers tightly, and his face appeared pale with an iron-gray shade. “He is aware of the misplaced data of the Ice Sect.”

“No marvel…” The senior man got here to the belief. “Junior Ye, watch fastidiously. You may meet him someday within the ring. You might be of Skilled Ninth Pin already however don’t underestimate an excellent martial artist of the beginner stage.”

“Sure!” The short-haired younger man nodded solemnly and stated in an oppressive tone, “Grasp, I’ll make it to the highest 4! For my father’s sickness, you will have helped me an excessive amount of.”

The senior man smiled. “A instructor for a day is a father for a lifetime. It’s not only for the disciple, additionally for the grasp. Communicate no extra. Do your greatest. Your two junior sisters are ready for a giant celebration meal with you.”

“Sure!” The short-haired younger man clenched his fists tighter unconsciously and turned to the ring.

These daring characters drew most spectators’ consideration to the central ring. For a second, Lou Cheng felt he was uncovered beneath the highlight.

It brings stress in addition to pleasure!

Right now, Wu Shitong started to speak with a delicate smile.

“I’ve watched your earlier match highlights. Your 24 Blizzard Strikes was simply so-so.”

Lou Cheng encountered his very first talk-time provocation. Anger swelled his bosom. “Simply so-so? Sufficient to kick your ass!”

Along with his spirit and qi targeted on Condensation Stance in a half meditation state, he shortly returned to calm and reminded himself to not get affected by phrases, to not let emotion take management and to not make pointless errors within the match.

In a martial arts battle, emotion and spirit had been simply as essential. Confrontation on the non secular stage was an inevitable factor to enter the upper league!

Calm and serene, Lou Cheng appeared undisturbed and replied with a slight smile, “I’ve watched many matches nowadays and have a imprecise picture of yours. As a house working towards disciple of Daxing Temple, higher be humble and merciful for the sake of your Zen model kung fu.”

He instructed a white deceive fake he had some understanding of Wu Shitong’s martial arts expertise.

Wu Shitong stood in shock with a hint of panic on his face however quickly he resumed calmness, and the unease vanished fully.

“Buddha additionally has the hearth. In addition to mercy, there’s Vajrapani suppressing demons.”

Lou Cheng stated no extra. He stored a mysterious grin as if saying he had seen him via.

This was probably the most fundamental confrontation of hearts, occurring in our each day life.

Wu Shitong additionally quitted speaking and began to regulate his respiratory. Heaviness and stress constructed up in the remainder of the three minutes.

The referee raised his hand up within the air. He took a look at every of them and all of a sudden waved his hand down.

“Combat!”

Lou Cheng superior in Snake Steps, shifting his weight as he shortly approaching Wu Shitong.

The viewers gave a spherical of applause for the primary assault of the match.

Wu Shitong’s face barely turned grave as he felt uncertain about Lou Cheng’s true goal. He lowered his weight and obtained in a defensive place.

Lou Cheng all of a sudden shifted his weight and turned to the best aspect of Wu Shitong to slap quickly along with his left hand, producing a chill however no sound within the air.

In his thoughts was a chilly scene earlier than a large snowfall.

The second group of 24 Blizzard Strikes, Biting Chill!

Within the face of this terribly quick palm, Wu Shitong remained calm. He raised his elbow to obtain this slap.

Bam!

Lou Cheng’s slap was withdrawn proper after their pores and skin touched and his veiled circulation of energy was lower. He absorbed some vitality from Wu Shitong to drag himself again to the entrance of his opponent.

Wu Shitong threw a crispy whip kick to his proper however missed Lou Cheng by a cut up second.

Lou Cheng seized this chance to launch one other quick slap with hid energy at Wu Shitong’s neck.

Maintaining an inexpensive quantity of vitality inside his physique in case of the opponent’s sudden strikes, his assault was extra like a check.

Lou Cheng’s proper hand arrived when Wu Shitong simply took his leg again from the whip kick. He took a deep breath and pushed out his fingers with no time to build up vitality. The push carried sufficient energy to interrupt a stele. Lou Cheng might really feel the good may and the tiny adjustments in Wu Shitong’s muscle groups mirrored within the lake of his coronary heart as quickly as their fingers touched.

Lou Cheng adjusted his physique and moved his weight to shortly take up some vitality from the opponent and spring to the aspect. He then began to assault with each of his palms, forming a comfortable but dense net of strikes with some low kicks. His strikes obtained quicker and quicker, intenser and intenser, placing Wu Shitong out of breath.

Lou Cheng was nonetheless holding some vitality inside his physique to deal with sudden adjustments.

Regularly, he gained a preliminary judgment on Wu Shitong’s martial arts model. “He’s very doubtless specialised in powerful palm work. With benefits from each Grand Stele Breaking Hand and Grand Stele Casting Hand, his one hit on my higher physique or my head can be sufficient to finish this match.”

Clearly, Wu Shitong’s footwork was additionally of the powerful and inflexible model, unhealthy at flexibility and guerrilla hit. Lou Cheng’s Biting Chill offenses completely restrained him.

“The battle would turn out to be so much nastier if it was in opposition to Liu Yinglong and his arm boxing…” The thought was shortly changed by the scene of a Brutal Blizzard in Lou Cheng’s thoughts, infusing fierceness and craziness into the Biting Chill. The mirror-like chilly lake in his coronary heart stored on listening to each little change of the opponent’s physique and absorbing his vitality to launch heavier punches and quicker kicks. His drawback in energy was quickly worn out, leaving Wu Shitong no vitality to counterattack like a lone man crumbling and falling within the Arctic.

One other burst of cheers and applause on the stands for Lou Cheng’s storm of strikes.

Time and again Wu Shitong tried to drag himself out of this predicament by some explosive strikes from Grand Stele Breaking Hand or Grand Stele Casting Hand however Lou Cheng, discovered from the fierce battle with Invincible Punch yesterday, performed offensive firmly, utilizing lightning and hearth stance to push the Mega Avalanche and assembly energy with energy with out slowing down his brutal, wild assaults.

Liu Yinglong frowned and spoke to Qin Zhilin quietly, “Wu Shitong shouldn’t be as robust as I believed he can be. Is he solely on the stage of Newbie Second Pin?”

“I feel it’s the restraint between their types. These two palm units usually are not for enjoyable.” Qin Zhilin mirrored on this.

Abruptly Lou Cheng shook his proper hand, throwing a punch like a spear at Wu Shitong’s left arm with a crispy sound.

Bam!

Wu Shitong’s left arm was pushed away by the mighty punch, leaving a giant opening on his chest.

Lou Cheng pushed his benefit and absorbed extra vitality to throw out his left fist like a water dragon at Wu Shitong’s chest.

Phew!

Wu Shitong’s chest took successful however Lou Cheng didn’t really feel any blood or flesh. His physique was like a tough log, giving out an odd sound.

Lou Cheng’s face modified and tried to leap away however his wrist was grabbed by a hand with a faint layer of golden glow.

Golden Bell Cowl!

Wu Shitong’s elementary talent is Golden Bell Cowl!

He provoked throughout the discuss time, performed offensive throughout the battle and used Grand Stele Breaking Hand and Grand Stele Casting Hand throughout excessive crises to inform a rattling close to true story. A narrative a couple of dwelling working towards disciple of Daxing Temple who is sweet at palm work!

It has step by step worn out my endurance and warning, luring me into an all-out mad offense to suppress the opponent.

However all the pieces turned the wrong way up on the finish of the story.

Lou Cheng noticed Wu Shitong’s smile with corners of his mouth upward and his infantility gone fully. He was questioning silently, “You have got watched my fights. So what? None of them reached my Golden Bell Cowl!”

His proper hand firmly held on to Lou Cheng’s left wrist.