Chapter 897: Master Lonely

Score? Score!

Anthony's eyes widened in disbelief, how could it be? How can it be! Obviously, he should have scored one point first!

In a moment when he was in a trance, a sharp sword pierced out of the blockade like a snake and stabbed him twice in the chest, and at the same time, two rapid electronic prompts told him-

The Chinese have scored two more points!

The blue number on the scoreboard has become 3!

If the opponent even scores two more points according to the normal game flow, he will win the first game!

Anthony became more and more flustered, the sword in his hand no longer knew how to move, and the soles of his feet were sluggish and sticky like a drunk, which was completely different from the lightness and agility when he first appeared.

The referee's whistle saved him in time, and in the next second, No. 2 and No. 3 shouted at the same time: "Stop!" "Pause! Time out! ”

The two glanced at each other, and at the same time showed a helpless expression, and the thin-skinned No. 3 glanced at Guan Cheng even more embarrassedly, but Guan Cheng smiled slightly, put away his sword and stepped aside, with a long body, calm and elegant.

No. 3 is more and more ashamed, a fair-skinned handsome face has turned red, and this time the face is a big loss!

During the official competition, it is understandable that the players shouted a timeout, but what is the situation now? Three to one! The side that has an absolute advantage is the first to call a timeout!

But if you don't pause, you can't help it, No. 3 glanced at Anthony complainingly, if you don't pause, this guy has collapsed, and he can't fight at all!

Anthony is still confused, who is he? Where is he? What just happened?!

He looked blankly at No. 4, who had just joined the battle circle with his sword, and muttered, "I hit him!" Apparently I got it first—"

No. 4 glanced at No. 2 and No. 3, who were standing next to him with a sword, both of them pursed their lips, looking like I didn't want to deal with this fool, he sighed helplessly, patted Anthony's shoulder, and said straight in: "He just took the initiative to take your sword with his chest." ”

After that, he glanced at Guan Cheng with admiration, just now beside him, although the three companions were a little dazzled by the sword, he still saw it clearly, just at the moment when Anthony was about to stab the Chinese, the latter turned sideways, and it changed from a frontal block to a sideways interception.

Anthony's brows furrowed deeply, and he looked at his companion suspiciously, and No. 3, who was watching coldly, finally couldn't help but say coldly: "You split on him, not on him!" ”

Anthony's face turned pale and he suddenly realized.

No wonder before the Chinese people started the game, they asked to use the foil to compete, he thought it was because he picked N, the sword body of the light foil is more flexible to operate, it turns out that the real reason is this!

Unlike epee, where you can score points by hitting your body, foil must be stabbed with the tip of your sword to be effective!

In other words, there was nothing wrong with his hand just now, but he thought he had stabbed the other party, but in fact, it was only the sword that slashed into the chest of the Chinese people.

Guan Cheng smiled and said nothing, in any sport, the more rules, the more loopholes, like a football game, how many wonderful goals, just because of the opposing defender's two steps forward, it became an offside trap, and the score was invalid.

Of course, if there were no rules, Seki had no doubt that within a minute, he would be able to twist the heads of these little guys and thank the rules for saving their lives, Amen.

Seeing that Anthony finally understood, the faces of No. 2 and No. 3 also improved, and under the wave of No. 4, who had not yet been destroyed, several young people came together, put their arms together, bent down, put their heads together, and shouted: "Wan Sheng!" ”

Olivia on the side half opened her mouth, and looked at a few companions with solemn faces funny and pitiful, are these guys being abused! Even the classic puff action of rugby is out!

The guests under the stage also looked at this scene dumbfounded, and after a while, a young man suddenly came back to his senses and subconsciously exclaimed: "Four! Sky! They went up four! ”

If you don't get a match point in one minute, you have to go up to another attacker, and in fact, the game is over here, and only three minutes have passed!

When watching the game, the two sides came and went fiercely, and I didn't feel that there was anything abnormal, but now when I stopped, I realized that this young head of Huaguo was going to play four!

In the hearts of many people, a thought suddenly came to mind, could it be that this young Chinese man is really a general?!

For a while, there were discussions in the banquet hall one after another, and the focus of everyone's discussion was not whether the Chinese people could hold on to the end, but how many points he could get from these unlucky guys!

Several players who had already adjusted their mentality and were ready to replay were stimulated and had to apply again, extending the timeout.

The directors who were immersed in their own small circle were also awakened, and after realizing what was happening, their faces showed a look of interest, and they raised their wine glasses one by one, and finally began to look lively.

Director Morgan laughed: "These little guys are so interesting, I want to make a movie about foilers." ”

This short and thin old director, but he is good at hot-blooded sports movies, he has shot two feature films with the theme of American football alone, and the box office is quite good.

Director Mellon didn't speak, but thoughtfully: The addition of a foil master in "Blue Blood 2" seems to be quite emotional?

Not to mention how much inspiration the directors added to Sekijo's outstanding performance, in the entire banquet hall, the only one who cares about the competition the most is the young actor who has just been in the limelight.

Just like the sentence before the game, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, Fang Qinghan is still very clear about how many catties and taels Major General Guan has, no, no, it is not how much he knows the latter's skills, but to treat others with himself: as soon as he gets close, he can clearly smell the smell of the same kind!

Fang Qinghan knew how powerful he was, so in another realm, how powerful Guan Cheng was, one could imagine.

Most of his attention was on the food on the plate in his hand, only occasionally glancing at the duel on the stage, and more thoughts began to drift away, what is Han Han doing now? There is no doubt that she is in the United States, and she has started her career as an actress, has she chosen to further her education?

He knew her better than she thought, maybe even better than she knew herself—she didn't know how strong the resilience in her bones was, but this resilience had been placed on him before.

My cousin is so powerful that I can't imagine it! Hum!

You little flowers, tremble! Present your referral ticket to the gods!

(End of chapter)