Yuan Zhao, who was born at the grassroots, obviously won the sympathy of many audiences at the scene, and many Jiangling people who supported Yang Fang before also turned to support Yuan Zhao and cheer for Yuan Zhao. It can be seen that everyone also looks down on Chu Tiange's approach.

Although he received everyone's full support, Yuan Zhao's performance did not improve at all, and his swordsmanship was still very messy, which was like a cloud of judgment from the past. Under Chu Tiange's aggressive offensive, Yuan Zhao was in danger, causing everyone in the audience to exclaim. Standing in the audience, my heart was on fire, and I only hated myself for not learning and not knowing how to do it, otherwise I would definitely be able to figure out a way to deal with it.

"Huh?" There have been dozens of rounds of back and forth on the stage, but the old man seems to have found something wrong: "Could it be...", "Old man, what do you see the problem?" He stared at the two people on the stage without turning his eyes away, deaf to my question. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned to give me some pointers.

"Do you see the problem?" asked the old man, pointing to the two men on the stage. Question? What's the problem, isn't it that Yuan Zhao is at a disadvantage now!"No!" Listening to my answer, the old man seemed to hate iron and steel. I looked at the two people fighting on the stage, and I couldn't understand what else was wrong. "It stands to reason that your senior brother was angered by Chu Tiange, so he lost his cool and his swordsmanship was messy. But after fifty or sixty rounds, Chu Tiange actually didn't defeat him!"

After being reminded by the old man, I suddenly came to my senses: If Yuan Zhao was really provoked by Chu Tiange, then how could he resist for so long, looking at Chu Tiange's situation, every move was doing his best, and there was absolutely no suspicion of releasing water. Could it be that what Yuan Zhao is doing now is completely false, and what is the point of him doing so?

Seeing that I had understood the mystery, the old man said no more, and immediately focused his attention on the stands. "The show should be about to begin," he said to himself, rubbing his beard.

After a while, an hour has passed since the competition between Yuan Zhao and Chu Tiange, although Chu Tiange has always firmly grasped the initiative, but the two have not separated the winner. After being reminded by the old man, I calmed down in the subsequent match and carefully observed the duel between the two. Chu Tiange's moves were fatal, but they were all resolved by Yuan Zhao, although the offensive was messy, but the calmness that Yuan Zhao showed when defending did not change at all. And this just confirms what the old man said before.

The sun was already setting in the west, and a few storks by the river flew lazily to the top of the Lingyan Pavilion, cooing and chirping, watching the contest that Your Excellency was admitting to the end. "I'm so tired. "I've been sitting here for a long day, and I feel a little tired, so I can't help but yawn and stretch.

Like me, the onlookers were full of exhaustion and sleepiness in their eyes, and their enthusiasm for martial arts was slowly waning. If the two of them continue to fight like this, it is estimated that they will have to fight at night. As soon as I thought that the contest might last until late, I secretly complained that the eggs sold at noon were so high that I didn't even leave any of them, and if I did fight until the evening, I would be hungry again.

The enthusiasm for martial arts has been exhausted, and now I have no interest in that champion at all, and I don't care as much about the outcome of the competition between Yuan Zhao and Chu Tiange as I did just now, now I just want to have a good meal and sleep beautifully. But if I really want to pat my ass and leave now, I feel reluctant.

To paraphrase sunk cost theory, I've been working all day on this title, and wouldn't it be even more frustrating if I hadn't even waited for the final result?

When everyone was slacking off, the situation on the stage suddenly ushered in a turnaround, Yuan Zhao changed his previous negative decadence, took the initiative to attack, and caught Chu Tiange off guard, and then without waiting for Chu Tiange to catch his breath, Yuan Zhao continued to press step by step, and the situation on the field suddenly changed, which undoubtedly gave a dose of strength to the sleepy people in the audience and rekindled everyone's enthusiasm.

Every time Yuan Zhao made a move, he would attract bursts of applause from the audience, but Chu Tiange seemed to be a little powerless, and he had almost no power to fight back under Yuan Zhao's offensive, so he could only hold his sword and clumsily resist Yuan Zhao's sword. At this time, his face was full of panic, and it was obvious that he had not expected this. With Yuan Zhao sending a dragon out to sea, Chu Tiange could only abandon his sword and admit defeat.

Yuan Zhao won! I and everyone present couldn't help but jump! The scene burst into cheers. Yuan Zhao finally won, and my heart was pounding with excitement, just like if I had won the championship. While everyone was celebrating, the old man was there to pack his burdens. "Uncle, where are you going?" I was very interested in watching the contest just now, but now I am about to leave as soon as it is over? I can't figure it out.

"Old man is no better than you young people, I have to go home and boil eggs, and tomorrow I have to earn money for my coffin!" said the old man, putting his burden on his shoulders and leaving. "Old man," I stepped forward to stop him, and asked respectfully, "Dare to ask the gentleman's name?" After a day of contact, I instinctively felt that this old man was not as simple as his appearance, but looked like a reclusive master.

The old man smiled: "Why should Childe care about this, I'm just an old man in Jiangling City!" As he spoke, he bypassed me through the cheering crowd, and after a while, he was drowned in the vast sea of people. "Wealth should be sought in danger, fame and fortune are like smoke and do not last long, and it is better to be free like a crane, leaving behind the worries and sorrows of the world. Although it was noisy, the old man's voice was still clearly audible.