Chapter 7: The Duel (12)
Just after noon, there were three cannons again, and the four of them stood in the ring, looking at the situation, Yuan Zhao's opponent should be Yang Fang, and Zhao Wensong's opponent was Chu Tiange. As soon as they saw that the contest was about to begin, the crowd behind them scrambled forward, and although the officers tried their best to stop them, it was still to no avail.
"Yang Fang is good!" "Chu Tiange, come on!" Among the four people on the stage, the host Yang Fang is the most popular, although he failed to achieve the championship in the previous game, but the advantage of sitting on the home field should not be underestimated. And the last champion, the handsome Chu Tiange, also got the cheers and shouts of many female fans at the scene.
In contrast, Yuan Zhao and Zhao Wensong have become supporting roles. "Senior brother, come on!" I jumped up and waved at Yuan Zhao, who also saw me and returned me with a familiar smile. "Bang-" A gong sounded to indicate that the competition had officially begun, Yuan Zhao, you must be able to do it!
"Have you started?" Hearing the movement, the old man who had been keeping his eyes closed before also opened his eyes and saw that the four people on the stage were fighting each other. Since we were in front of the two rings, we were able to watch both sides at the same time.
With the experience of the morning, I quickly got to know the situation on both sides. Yuan Zhao and Yang Fang are both cautious people, and it can be seen that both of them are very cautious in their moves, and they are carefully looking for each other's flaws, and the scene is slightly dull;
On the other side, it is just the opposite, the duel between Chu Tiange and Zhao Wensong is full of passion, you come and go, you don't give in to each other, both of them leave the flaws to each other, but they hold on to each other's flaws, both of them are in danger several times, but they are resolved without danger. Although it is also a win-or-loser, it is obviously more eye-catching on the scene, and the applause comes and goes, although I put my main energy on Yuan Zhao's side, I still can't help but glance at the fierce attack on the other side a few times.
"Old man, which of the two sides do you think will win?" Watching two pairs of players with similar styles compete on the stage, I couldn't figure out who would be able to advance, and when I saw that the old man was squinting with relish, I wanted to know his opinion.
"Ouch, this is really hard to say," the old man said slowly, "There is no time limit now, and it is entirely up to you to decide what tactics and strategies to use. But the old man thinks that your senior brother should be able to win against Yang Fang. ”
"How do you know that my senior brother's endurance is better than Yang Fang's?" The old man smiled slightly: "Little brother, don't forget, this is Yang Fang's home field, even if Yang Fang wants to slow down the pace and come to cheer him on, the Jiangling fellow villagers will not agree." Sometimes, the right time and place are both advantages and disadvantages. ”
I looked around and saw that the onlookers were indeed not very satisfied with the strategy adopted by Yang Fang, especially with a pair of players playing against each other, and the audience's attitude towards Yang Fang changed from a loud applause at the beginning to a small discussion now. "How long are the two of them going to fight?"
Sure enough, as the old man said, Yang Fang had begun to be a little impatient, and his moves were not as cautious as just now, and he tried to attack Yuan Zhao several times, although they were all resolved by Yuan Zhao in time, but they also broke the dull atmosphere on the field, and the applause of the audience also rang out one after another. The cheers of the onlookers obviously added a lot of confidence to Yang Fang, and the offensive became more and more bold, judging from the scene, Yuan Zhao has now been completely suppressed.
Yuan Zhao, what are you doing! I saw that the situation was not good in the audience, and I stomped my foot in a hurry. "Yang Fang lost. Just when I was anxious for Yuan Zhao, the old man's cold words on the side surprised me a lot: "How is it possible!" "Bang-" As I was talking, it seemed that something had fallen from the ring, I hurriedly turned around, only to see Yang Fang standing in the ring in a daze, holding his right hand high, but the sword in his hand was already lying under the ring.
Yuan Zhao won! I reacted at once, and I couldn't help but cry out excitedly, but there were only a few sparse cheers around me, and more people just shook their heads and sighed. It's all to blame for the old man's bad intentions, just now at such a critical juncture that diverted my attention, and I didn't even understand how Yuan Zhao won, but judging from the posture of the two people, it seems that Yuan Zhao suddenly made a move, and in the process of the two of them fighting the sword, Yang Fang's sword was knocked out. "Senior Brother Yang, I agreed. Yuan Zhao made a gesture politely, and Yang Fang was like losing his soul, and he got out of the ring in despair without returning the courtesy, and inadvertently glanced at the pavilion and found that Hong Zhenyun was also standing there with an iron face.
Yang Fang obviously disappointed the elders in his hometown, and many people immediately turned around and left, perhaps in their opinion, if Yang Fang couldn't get the first place, it didn't matter who won the first place. "I can't even hold a sword steadily, which martial arts is better than that..."A man muttered dissatisfiedly as he passed by me. Yes, it stands to reason that according to Yang Fang's level, he can be regarded as a master, but how could he make such a mistake that would only appear in a martial arts blind like me?