When the reporter heard Lou Cheng's answer, she was excited. She never expected that the other party would cooperate so much. She began to imagine the editor-in-chief's praise, the crazy popularity, the increase in salary, and the improvement of position.

However, in just a few seconds, she had considered the opening remarks when she was in the editor-in-chief.

The title of this news, well, is:

"I will make it to the end! Lou Cheng officially challenged the top-notch strong men!"

Lou Cheng had no "his heart" and could not hear the reporter's voice, but he didn't care about what kind of follow-up would be. He quickly ended the interview and returned to the tent. While watching the "Dragon King" go to battle, he was chatting with Yan Zheke with his cell phone.

"Where is the low-key thing you promised to be low-key?" The girl looked through the Weibo headlines and forum posts, and said in the interview just now, "covering her mouth and laughing."

Lou Cheng replied "snickered": "If you win over Long Zhen quickly, how can you develop lewdly?"

"That's right... no matter whether you say this or not, you will only be cautious and do your best when facing other foreign troops. With this sentence, you can still expect someone to attack him." Yan Zheke "nodded cutely".

"This is one aspect, and the most important thing is to be pure in heart." Lou Cheng no longer joked and explained to the little fairy seriously, "I thought about challenging the strong enemies and defeating them. When I walked to the end, I dared not express myself, afraid of being criticized by the public and being slapped in the face. For ordinary people, this is modesty, low-key, and self-knowledge. For external forces, it is a different word and deed, and impure mind. This will affect the state of the relationship and affect the performance of the battle. At our level, every slight interference must be taken into consideration."

"And I dare not say it also shows that I don't have any confidence in my heart. What should I do to defeat the strong enemy in this situation? Do you expect them to make mistakes?"

"After saying this just now, I felt relaxed in an instant, and my will became more concentrated. In order not to be slapped in the face or ridiculed, I could only squeeze out every effort to fight! Unlike before, I thought that losing to a strong man with a title and losing to a top-notch player is acceptable, and others would not say anything."

Yan Zheke said with his hands holding his chin and turning his eyes, "Is this just a matter of burning the boat and putting it to death before he can live? Brother Orange is great~!"

It has been almost three years since she got her marriage certificate. Except for when she was in love, she was still embarrassed to call her husband.

"Hehe, but we must overcome the impatientness caused by that pressure, and we cannot become the second dragon. It just so happens that the 'Dong Enemy Bing Xin' is very good at something similar..." Lou Chengban explained to his wife, and half was using this to clarify his thoughts and find hidden dangers.

Next, after two days of competition, all the top 32 strong men in the "Martial Saint War" were born. Peng Leyun defeated Hu Shubai from Yan Zhaotang and successfully entered this ranks. All the "Four Great Prides" were eliminated, which made all parties sigh that the future may be an era when they compete for each other.

Before the adjustment period of two days, the duel draw came as scheduled. Compared to the previous casualness, the organizing committee invited all the 32 strong men to the small banquet hall to attend the ceremony.

After a lively or stylish performance, Qian Donglou, the "Wu Sheng" of this year, went on stage, and with the cooperation of the host, he drew the first duel:

The road to "Slaying the God Sword" will always be virtuous VS "Lion King"!

A contest between two strong men with titles!

"The 32-strong season starts, and every game will be filled with sparks." An Chaoyang, who could only watch live broadcasts in the hotel, said boredly in the group.

"At one glance, it's all the same, except us." Peng Leyun agreed with exaggerated modification techniques.

Lou Cheng looked at the lottery process with a serious look, looked at his phone from the corner of his eyes and said with a "bad smile":

"So I really want to draw you, Taoist brand soft persimmon!"

Faced with his intentional "provocation", Peng Leyun replied lightly:

"What a coincidence, so do I."

After typing, he thoughts floated away with this idea, as if he was in a state of no one until his name came to his ears.

Peng Leyun came back to his senses in a daze. He saw the wonderful highlights scrolling on the big screen, and finally frozen on the photos of himself and his opponent.

That opponent is:

"Qilin" Dong Baxian!

He was stunned at first, then laughed silently, and said in the group:

"I think my fortune has been not very good."

"It's nothing, I'll meet it sooner or later!" Ren Li comforted her in her unique way.

Lou Cheng was about to speak, but he saw the guest pick up the ball and shout out his name, so he waited patiently for the opponent to emerge.

After more than ten seconds, the guest smiled and showed the results to the surroundings:

"Kongtong Academy, Feng Zhi!"

"Qi Tian Sword" Feng Zhi!

The Waigang, who has won the title in the past three years, is the number one expert in Kongtong Academy!

One of the eight strong men who have the opportunity to get the challenge right by various websites of major TV stations!

This is the difficulty of "nightmare" at the beginning... Lou Cheng said with a self-deprecating sentence, his mentality did not fluctuate much.

As Ren Li said just now, since her goal is set very high, she will sooner or later encounter this top-notch one.

This is a difficulty that must be faced, and there is no possibility of avoiding it!

At the edge of the seat, next to Ren Li, Feng Zhize, who was strong and fat, nodded thoughtfully, gently stroked the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and excited colors flashed in his eyes, and he was eager to try it out.

His hair is sparse and he has a sign of baldness. With the terrifying recovery and growth ability of the outer Gang, their teeth can be re-tied even if they fall out. This should not be a problem, but for some reason, Feng Zhi has never been able to cure baldness, giving people a feeling of aging before they grow old.

According to reliable people who did not name the Foreign Alliance of the Pass, this may be because his bloodline power conflicts with the essence of the "Pandemon" that integrates the unique skills of the "Wind Tribe", causing certain and minor sequelae.

In the world, Feng Zhi has two interesting stories, one is that he is "premature bald in a teenager", and the other is that he likes women over ten years older than him. Some people suspect that the root cause is that he had a crush on Ren Li's master, his uncle, "Yaori Sword" Qi Ling.

Of course, this does not affect his identity as a top-notch strongman!

Shaking his head and laughing secretly, Lou Cheng first reported to the fairy, and then sent a "handshake" expression in the group:

"Taoist, we are really in trouble."

"I don't have a younger brother like you." Peng Leyun replied concisely.

"...Damn it, Taoist priest, you have learned to complain!" Lou Cheng was "shocked".

During their discussion, Ren Li was also drawn out, and her opponent was Wu Molian, the "empty nest old man".

For the external players present, this may be the best first-class strongman to deal with!

It’s not that Wu Molian’s regression is serious, and the first grade is just a symbol. But he is nearly 60 years old and his condition will not decline much when he plays one game a week. However, in the frequency of each game in three days, he has fought two consecutive games, and the problem will be exposed!

No matter how glorious it was, the years will never forgive you!

Of course, the strong in the "tag" field can die and decline!

"@Ren Li, you actually have the ability of 'lucky'?" Lou Cheng said in a daze.

Peng Leyun rarely agrees with his opinion:

"I felt that way very early."

"I will prove myself!" Ren Li has always been confused about her martial arts level and ability to recognize her path.

Immediately afterwards, she hesitated for a few seconds and reminded: "Senior Brother Feng is very powerful, and he is very proficient in what I am not good at."

Speaking of this, she felt that it seemed a bit more ambition and devastated her majesty, and quickly added: "He may not be proficient in what I am good at!"

Although saying it means not saying it, Chihuahua is still very friendly! Lou Cheng smiled and thanked, watching the lottery ceremony approaching the end.

In the last game, the new guest drew the "Dragon King" Chen Qitao.

The host laughed:

"There is only the last one left, there is no suspense to the opponent of 'Dragon King'!"

Following the process, instead of the guest, he reached into the box with great enthusiasm, touched it, touched it again and again, and his face suddenly changed drastically.

Why are there no balls?

He had only drawn thirty-one out?

What's wrong with the middle?

Well, it doesn’t matter if you don’t have a ball. Anyway, it’s obvious who is left after getting rid of the thirty-one before!

Who is it...

Who is it?

Who is it!

Accident broadcast...Accident broadcast...

Sweat was leaking from his forehead, and he turned to look at the guest, but saw that the other party looked confused.

Then, he looked at the powerful men below and first saw the abbot of Daxing Temple Fayuan monk sitting in the first row.

Hey, his expression seemed to be saying, "I know what's going on, but I just don't say it..." The host was suspicious and found that the "Dragon King"'s lips were twitching, and a mellow and majestic voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Five Lights."

Yes, yes, yes! I remembered it! The host announced in tears:
Chapter completed!