Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the evening of the next day. The stadium was already crowded with talking spectators. Some whispered: The champion has already been decided! Some argue on the grounds: Casey's coach is a master of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu -- Gorécy, and legend has it that he brought down Harry, the boxing champion of the year, within a minute, and before he conceded defeat, he didn't even make a single punch! It is normal for a famous teacher to win a master. Some also said, "I heard that Casey's sister seems to be more powerful than him!"

At this moment, the master of ceremonies of the competition said solemnly and melodiously into the microphone: "Dear audience and friends, please let us warmly welcome our most beloved King Jipdo II of Shata, and our most beautiful and moving princess Eva to the scene~!"

The applause of "la-la-la-la" came and went. Princess Eva, who was tall and kind-eyed, was holding a white wrinkled dress in her right hand and slowly walked to the VIP seat on the rostrum with a happy face. Wearing a large pink pearl necklace with round color and full grains, Eva smiled and waved to the audience as she walked. She has an elegant posture and is generous. It's completely gone, and it's completely gone.

"Now the King of Jepdo, who is troublesome for us, will draw for us the first two players to play tonight are~" shouted the master of ceremonies. The king dangled in the chest with one big hand, looking very serious. Then he took out a ball with the name 'Casey' written on it. The king was so happy that his eyes, which were already small, were almost too big to laugh invisible. The old servant behind him was familiar with this expression, because it was so similar to the expression of Prince Casey when he was born.

"The first player to appear is our most popular player tonight, known as the 'Jiu-Jitsu Prodigy' (Casey is currently the youngest child to get a black belt in Jiu-Jitsu) Prince Casey!~~ Then tonight's showdown with him is..."The camera camera immediately shifted to the hand that the king reached into the box. Even though there were only 3 balls left inside, the king still touched it fairly for a long time before he lifted the small yellow ball, which had two small words written on it - Mike.

Accompanied by dynamic dance music, Prince Casey walked in the front and the audience on both sides of the aisle interacted as they walked, and the team of several people in the back surrounded him. They wore uniform dark blue uniforms, and each of them was tall and domineering. The home crowd was also enthusiastic, some stood up and applauded, some shouted Casey's name, and some even shouted: Champion, champion, champion!

Next it's time for Mike to come in. But suddenly someone grabbed his arm behind the scenes, and when Mike looked back, a director wearing half of the headphones asked anxiously: "Are you sure that this "Lullaby" is playing in the appearance, is there no mistake?!"

"yes, I like to listen to this tune every time I'm nervous." Mike replied slightly embarrassed

"Okay. Then you go! All units are ready, music, lights, up!" the director whispered into the headset.

Dressed in a white uniform, Mike slowly walked from the other end of the crowd to the ring to Mozart's soothing lullaby. As soon as he came out, some people in the audience shouted, "Look, he's still a white belt!" (the lowest beginner rank in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.) In fact, Mike is not a beginner, he just wants to save money for the level of the exam, and he doesn't want to add a burden to his mother, so he has been wearing this belt that has actually been slightly yellowed) After the good deeds mentioned this, the crowd instantly stirred. Laughter, cheering, and pointing can be seen everywhere. It's a pity that none of these Mikes noticed, and as soon as he appeared, he looked at the ground and walked all the way forward. From the moment he heard backstage that his opponent was Casey, he was always thinking about how to respond.

Suddenly, he remembered the words of Coach Su (the teacher was still a little drunk at the time): "All opponents, no matter how strong they are, are composed of these three elements: time, space, and mass. And the organic combination of the three of them will produce: speed, distance, and power. Moreover, the sum of the total amount of these three will remain unchanged for a certain period of time, and will only convert to each other, and one will eliminate the other, just like plasticine. For example, if a person is heavy, he may be very slow. And if a person is tall, he may have an unstable center of gravity. And to win, we must use our strengths to attack the enemy!And time is at the top of the three elements, because it is like a key to unlock these three elements... Huh, my key, you practice 300 times first, and I'll be back right away!"

"Yesterday I saw that Casey was very fast, and he has long hands and feet, even long distances, so it seems that his weakness must be in strength!" Mike thought to himself

Suddenly, Mike thought about it, and the tension in his heart disappeared most of it at once. It's a pity that what he missed at this moment was not only the noisy crowd in the gymnasium, but also the confident eyes of Prince Casey, the surprised jaw of the uncle next door last night, and the intriguing rich expressions of the father and daughter sitting on the rostrum.

"Ready~Start!" the referee shouted.

As soon as the referee's words fell, Mike did not hesitate, and immediately sprinted towards Casey like a calf. Before Casey could recover from his senses, he was thrown off balance by Mike's sneak. However, a black belt is a black belt, and although he was caught off guard at the beginning, Casey immediately came to his senses, fell back with Mike's momentum, and then kicked Mike's waist towards the angel with both feet, kicking Mike, who should have been pressing on him, to the back again. Mike was kicked in the air for a 180-degree spin and fell head-to-head with Casey. At this moment, they wanted to get up at the same time, but Casey's long legs and long hands were still half a beat slower than Mike's. Mike immediately pressed on top of Casey, who then came several times to 'bridge up' (arching his body like a bridge so that he could roll over). But Mike was firmly in control of his center of gravity and didn't let Casey succeed. The two of them went back and forth for two full rounds, with Mike at the top and Casey physically exhausted. At the end of the third round, the fighter plane suddenly appeared! Mike caught Casey's sluggish get-up movement and quickly rode behind Casey's back to lock his throat with his arm. Casey reacted immediately, tightening her jaw and grabbing Mike's left hand with both hands, preventing Mike from clasping it around her neck. Seeing that his intention was recognized, Mike immediately switched to his free right hand and pulled Casey's head back. (This will make Casey in front of him leak a hole in his throat and make it easier to perform the lock technique) Casey hurriedly went back to grab Mike's right hand. But Mike's left hand instantly strangled Casey's neck and clasped his right hand, and a beautiful 'rear-naked choke' was completed! This forced the breathless Casey to throw in the towel. Suddenly, there was silence in the gymnasium. In fact, not long after the opening, everyone began to hold their breath unconsciously, because Casey did not suppress the opponent like in the previous game, but responded passively everywhere, thinking that this white belt kid is not a white white at all. But now I didn't expect him to defeat Casey, which is unbelievable, and some people even wonder if there is something wrong with their eyes.

Just when the audience fell silent, Casey took the initiative to walk up to Mike and patted him on the shoulder with his right hand, and said very approvingly: "I haven't played so happily for a long time, and you really played better than me today." But you can't lose in the finals, or I'll lose too much. With that, he grabbed Mike's left hand and raised it into the air. Seeing the little prince's generous performance, the audience also temporarily recognized Cheng Biting Jin, who was killed halfway, and many people stood up and applauded and cheered. The atmosphere was immediately lively. "Hehe, you're also amazing. Thank you for your concern, I will try. Mike finally smiled for the first time in a long time tonight. Only then did he have the courage to look at the countless crowds in the gymnasium of the University. When his eyes swept to the podium and suddenly saw Eva, he waved his hand at her excitedly. Seeing this, the king glanced at the princess with his spare eyes. Eva quickly pretended not to know at all, rolled her eyes and pretended not to see anything...

Mike returned to the athletes' lounge, where he sat in his chair, gulping down water while staring intently at the ring on the broadcast screen in the room. Oh my God, the two contestants on the stage were one tall and one short, the taller was slightly taller than Kathy, and the shorter one should be a little taller than himself. Their common characteristic is just one word: fat! It is estimated that there are 190 pounds if not 200 pounds. Their style of play is the exact opposite of Mike's, with a slow pace but a lot of power. There are no fancy moves at all, but more like two sumo wrestlers in a duel. It is entirely conceivable how the two of them crushed their opponents along the way from the preliminary round to the semi-finals. Then again, anyone would be afraid of these two behemoths. (Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu is grouped by age, not by weight like boxing) Mike couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth when he saw this. Because this time, although he did not have the advantage of strength, he had two magic weapons: speed and distance. "The winner is Kaku, the No. 15 player nicknamed Black Bear~!" the master of ceremonies shouted loudly. In less than two rounds, the tall man overwhelmed the short one. The much-anticipated final is about to take place!

"Oh my God, it's a duel between man and bear, it's cruel!" someone in the audience sighed. Yes, 1.70 meters and 130 pounds of Mike and 1.85 meters and 203 pounds of 'black bear' Kaku, as long as the two of them stand in this ring at the same time, it is already an eye-catching game. What's more, this is still the pinnacle showdown staged in the final final!

Not surprisingly, Prince Casey, who had just easily defeated Humpty Dumpty, and was sitting back on the podium, was also a little worried about Mike at the moment. "Do you think Mike has a good chance of winning?" Eva asked in a whisper.

"I hope he's not too impulsive... Casey replied with a slight concern.

Coach Su would repeatedly shout during the training of the Mike Pairs: "Rhythm, rhythm, remember to control the rhythm!" Although everyone understands it in theory, in fact, the rhythm that each student taught by Teacher Su understands is different. (Mr. Su is a specially hired martial arts instructor of the Islamic State Police Department, and most of the people he teaches are police officers and armed police.) Mike got the teacher's lessons because he often went to play with his sister who was an assistant police officer) Some students think that rhythm is to control speed, while others think it is to keep a distance. And the rhythm that Mike understands is: like his mother's favorite tango, don't be stepped on by others, and resolutely step on it when the other party retreats (when he was a child, his mother always pulled Mike to accompany him to dance from time to time, and although he was clumsy, although he worked hard, he still stepped on his mother's feet.) But Mom is still very happy, and sometimes Mike is confused by her happiness). Now Mike's plan is very simple, three steps: the first step, don't let the other person step on his feet: the second step: wait for the other person to stop: the third step: step on! And the plan of "Black Bear" is even simpler, no! If strictly speaking, his plan is not even a plan, because it has only one step: to squash Mike!

The blood-pumping finals are finally about to begin! Everyone in the gym stares at Mike and "Black Bear" with wide eyes wide open. At this moment, in the eyes of "Black Bear" Kaku, Mike is like a chick waiting to be fed. In Mike's eyes, the black bear is a 'Pokemon' who is about to be subdued. Two small abacus, but now there is only one plate of beads, whether it is rounded or five, the result will be revealed immediately...

"really~fight!" shouted the referee.

Kaku, who weighed nearly two hundred pounds, immediately rushed slowly towards Mike, and Mike was not idle, and as soon as the bell rang, he ran backwards to the edge of the fence. Suddenly, the audience was dumbfounded... Last night, the uncle next door had just picked up his jaw, and he fell heavily on the concrete floor again. It wasn't until "Black Bear" panted and chased Mike around the ring for a full two laps that Casey and Eva looked at each other at the same time and couldn't help but laugh together. It turned out that Mike was not timid, and his run turned the "black bear"'s biggest advantage, his weight, into his own burden in an instant. Mike is 130 pounds, and the black bear is 190 pounds, although Mike circles in the ring larger than the black bear, but the black bear is equivalent to carrying a 60-pound bucket on his back and running with Mike. As soon as the black bear moved, Mike ran. The angry black bear stood in place, his hands propped up on his bucket-like waist, and his mouth kept muttering obscure foreign languages. The referee standing in the middle of them frowned and was hesitating to give yellow cards to both sides, when Mike suddenly rushed up to a dive hug, and then wrapped his legs around the black bear's left thigh like a giant python (the action was like the legendary golden scissor foot), and his hands clasped the black bear's thick ankle. There was a loud bang, and the huge Kaku lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground, struggling and rolling. Mike sucked harder, tightening Kaku's ankle even more. The black bear's ankle was already overwhelmed by his weight of nearly two hundred pounds every day, and now it can withstand such a devastation from Mike, although there are only less than 17 seconds before the end of the first game, the black bear still can't stand the severe pain, and the pad admits defeat. Mike slowly stood up from the ground, large pieces of sweat slipped down his cheeks, he looked up at the dazzling incandescent lamp above his head, and breathed a long sigh of relief, everything seemed to be beautiful at the moment, and his biggest wish at this time was: how nice it would be if his mother and sister could see the cheers of the audience with their own eyes!

Years later, Mike looked back on this proud memory and suddenly realized that it was the experience in the ring that had honed his unique strategic thinking. When everyone is trying to brainstorm in the financial world, he, a stunned young man who doesn't understand the theory of cards at all, is actually using his 'limbs' to think about how to play the next card......