"So, the winner of this last game is...... Uh......"

Higayama felt like his tongue was knotted with his brain, and he stumbled for a while, but he couldn't read it clearly. Of course, the results came out, and the sound coming from the headphones was as clear as before, but the fact that it was said made him a little incredulous.

"The winner is...... The forty-first hexagram 'loss', that is to say, this game is won by Xiang Nanxing! He said.

Before he could finish speaking, he heard the chair on his right "plop" and fall. Xiang Nanxing kicked open the chair and jumped up from his seat. He clenched his hands into fists, tilted his head, and let out a long roar at the ceiling.

This roar seemed to expel all the suffocating emotions in his chest, and he didn't stop until his voice was hoarse. His body was tense and straight, and the green tendons on the back of his clenched hand were rising, otherwise this was not enough to express his mood at this time.

Only he can personally understand the difficulty of this journey. In the second half of the game, he walked almost all the way along a single-plank bridge as thin as a silk thread, and all this perseverance finally paid off in the end.

"Congratulations." Jiang Liang still had that calm expression. As an opponent, he looked more like the only person in the audience who didn't care about the result and wasn't surprised. Looking at Jiang Liang like this, and thinking about his performance in the last game, he couldn't help but wonder if he had foreseen this result early on.

"I have no power as a prophet of the future." Jiang Liang noticed his expression again, "Before the answer is revealed, I don't know what the result of this game will be, but I am indeed not surprised by the current result." ”

"However, I can't see what the problem is at all......," the host standing behind Jiang Liang couldn't help but say, "When watching you fight, I was also calculating the changes in the battle situation. The last four rounds were really flawless, the four duels were done to the extreme, and I imagined that the result would be four perfect blocks, but why is this last game ......"

"Willing to gamble and lose, that's it."

Jiang Liang interrupted him. He squinted his eyes and moved his fingers over the blood bag, picking it up, eventually choosing one of the three original blood bags. "It's my turn to try my luck." He smiled and handed the selected blood bag to the host, signaling that the last "Blood Trial" could begin.

Xiang Nanxing stood opposite and looked at him quietly. Although he is an opponent, it is undeniable that Jiang Liang's bearing at this time is really heartbreaking. "You didn't lose." "There are so many things in this game that the player can't decide. You're really a lot better than me, but at the last minute, I had a little more luck. ”

Jiang Liang smiled and shook his head: "You don't have to be modest. Risking his life for the final uncertain victory, he endured the torment of blood transfusions again and again, and even endured several temptations to live in peace. This is not something that ordinary people can do. Because you've done that, luck will be on your side. ”

He raised his head and let out a long sigh: "'I can't do it, it's destiny', teacher, you designed this game to teach me this lesson." Noted down. ”

Blood began to flow into Jiang Liang's body along the catheter, the fear that had tormented Xiang Nanxing for the past three rounds, he was going to experience it now. Jiang Liang simply closed his eyes, trying to feel the emotions mixed with humiliation and panic, and turned it into his own food. Xiang Nanxing on the other side watched quietly, and after venting his emotions, at this time, there was residual joy in his heart, but more admiration for the opponent in front of him.

As he himself said, he had never won against this opponent even once in this game.

"I'm sorry to disturb you two for a while." Higayama sighed, "Can anyone take the time to tell me what the truth is?" Or do you think the same situation as I said next? ”

His eyes were still fixed on the two wooden signs on the table, as if he couldn't accept such an outcome. "I've done the math a few times in my mind, I've considered all kinds of situations and possible hand types, and there's only one possibility I can think of." He said, "The '41st hexagram' card, because the four '10' cards have been used up before, the largest card type at this time is the two pairs of '12' and '8', and the '25th hexagram' could have formed a '5' of three kinds, and the card type should have been the winner." However, the latter ended up losing, which means that it did not make such a hand. ”

He picked up the "salty" hexagram card played by Jiang Liang in the previous game and put it together with the other one on the table.

"I guess the problem is in the last game." He continued, "There are two ways to compose the remaining cards from the previous game, the 'salty' hexagram of the 31st hexagram, even if it is limited to three '7' cards. One is three '7's with a pair of '5's', and the other is one '6' and one '4'. Obviously, choosing the latter will allow the next hand to make a bigger hand, which is in line with the principle of 'maximizing the power of the handicap'. In the case of the former, the last card will not form a three-of-a-kind, but will only appear as a double pair of '6' and '4', so the result of a loss makes sense. ”

He sighed: "So, the result of this game is only because of the mistake of the person who is responsible for setting up the cards for Host Jiang Liang and determining the winner." But that was the sixteenth Dirac host, who was meticulous, and he should never have made such a mistake that even the trainee hosts would not have made. The only time I happened to meet you, incredible...... But in any case, congratulations on your lucky win. fought for his life, and finally waited for a mistake by the host. Congratulations. ”

At the end of the day, the tone of the long mountain gradually sharpened, which meant that the hostile personality had resurfaced. In the face of his deliberate provocation, Xiang Nanxing just smiled.

"Is this a mistake?" He said, "I don't know. But I'm not aiming for this kind of chance. ”

"Oh?" Changshan raised his eyebrows, "Is there a way to win here?" ”

"Host Long Mountain, I want to ask." Jiang Liang suddenly interjected at this time, "The other host over there who is in charge of the card setting and judgment work with the Dirac host...... It's the 'black cat' Autumn and Summer, right? ”

"Yes."

"I knew it." After saying this, Jiang Liang closed his eyes again. Judging from his calm and usual face, he still grasped two-thirds of the opportunity this time, and at this time he was just routinely transfusing the blood in the blood bag, while summing up the rare experience of failure.

On the contrary, it was Higayama Takuma who was once again confused by his reaction. "Wait, is it possible that whoever is on the other side will have any effect on the outcome?"

"You still don't understand."

This time it was Xiang Nanxing who spoke. He followed the example of the other party and took out a used wooden sign and placed it on the table as well. It's just that the cards he took out were earlier in time, and they were the forty-third hexagrams he played in the fifth game, the "夬" hexagram.

"Going back to the assumption you just said, I also have a hypothesis." "I remember you saying that there is one principle that the player has to adhere to, and that is 'maximize each card,'" he said. You judge that the host will not replace '6' and '4' with a pair of '5', because the latter swing can maximize the final 'Wufu' hexagram, while basically not weakening the original card's hand type, so as to achieve the best overall effect. But have you ever thought that if I was really persuaded by you to give up the game at the end of the seventh round, then the last round would not exist. In this case......"

He paused deliberately, and then saw the expression of Changshan Takumo's sudden realization. Yes, if the last game does not exist, then the seventh game should be placed with three '7' cards with a pair of '5', which is considered to be in line with the rules, otherwise it is a violation of the host. But if he did that to avoid a violation, once the eighth inning started, he did it again.

In other words, the combination of the player and the rules that allowed for concedion presented Dirac with a problem.

"But do you remember? The answer to the penultimate game came quickly, and I didn't feel the other party's entanglement in the cards. Xiang Nanxing smiled, "Of course, he doesn't need to worry about this kind of either-or, and he doesn't need to guess the player's thoughts, he just needs to deal with it according to what will happen in the eighth game." ”

"Why?" Changshan couldn't help but ask.

"Because before him, there were already people suspected of violations." Jiang Liang picked up his words. At this point, he had finished the rest of his blood transfusion and was pulling out the catheter and getting up from his chair, "The other host was faced with a similar choice earlier than him, and she chose the side that might be in violation. In this way, if the eighth game really does not exist, it will be traced back to the other party's violation first, and the Dirac host is not responsible at all. ”

Chang Changshan looked at the cards on the table and chewed Jiang Liang's words carefully. A few seconds later, he let out a groan, his mouth wide open.

"Yes, she took a risk at that time and left me with a winning deck." Xiang Nanxing said solemnly, "'Forty-three' and 'Forty-one', one of these two cards must occupy four '10', and the other can only use the remaining two pairs. In order to avoid violating the rules due to the player's early withdrawal, most people will choose to use four '10' cards on the one that appears first, but the black cat host does the opposite. She saw that the game against 'sixty-three' was already a must-lose, so she simply used two pairs here, and saved four '10' cards to the end. If I hadn't noticed this, miscalculated the process and used the trump card early, or quit early because of the fear of death, not only would I have lost, but she would have ended up with me. But she chose to believe me, believing that I would perceive this, and believing that I had enough courage and luck to make it to the end. ”

"But how do you know ......," stammered Hayayama.

"How could I possibly know? It wasn't until I saw the results in this second that I was sure that this bold idea was right. Xiang Nanxing smiled, "I can only believe that I believe in my understanding of Qiu Banxia, believe that her fickle personality will allow her to participate in the game and play the key role that you vaguely mentioned, and also believe that she will leave me a trump card in the key game and give me the opportunity to end the game by myself." Finally, I believed in my own good fortune, and believed that three unfamiliar blood bags in a row could not stop me from moving towards the final victory...... No, this can't be called trust anymore, it's simply the resonance between a madman and a madman. I knew she would do anything to win, and she knew that I had reached the point where I could give up my life to win the White Night Festival. Only by being a madman like this can such a miracle be created. ”

Xiang Nanxing finished pouring out the words in his heart in one breath, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the remaining blood bags on the table. Having said all this, perhaps the person he wants to be most grateful for is the unknown blood donor. Just now, even if he held the trump card saved by Qiu Banxia in his hand, he had to hold out until the eighth game before he could use it. Without the miraculous assists of these blood bags, he would have had no chance to get to that point after repeated defeats.

"Thank you." He whispered, taking advantage of the situation to put away some of his emotions that were out of control. "Either way, we won." He exhaled a long breath, feeling that the mood that had just relaxed seemed to be starting to tense again, "Two to two, let's look at the last fifth game, I believe our side will definitely ......"

Before he could finish his encouraging words, he heard the door slam open. A bloodied figure appeared at the door, dragging his steps into the venue.

"No need." The man said. He stepped past the shadow of the door panel and gradually revealed his true face, this is a thin old man, although he is wearing a black suit and white shirt, but it is now stained with dark red blood, which is shocking.

"Huang Lao?" Xu Wen exclaimed.

Huang Lao didn't respond to him, but walked straight to Xiang Nanxing and stood still. Xiang Nanxing noticed that although the other party had a lot of blood on his body, most of it was on the surface of his clothes, and it didn't look like an injury, but more like someone rubbing on him.

"I said no. It's over. Huang Lao said indifferently. His voice sounded older than usual, haggard, and looked like he had aged ten years in one breath.

"It's over?" Xiang Nanxing didn't think about the old man's strange appearance, and was shocked by this sentence again. "Hey, what do you mean it's over? Now the total score of the first four games is 2-2, and there is a fifth game! ”

"The fifth inning is over."

Huang Lao stretched out his hands: "So I declare that the White Night Festival is over." ”

He looked tired, but he still raised his head vigorously to look at Xiang Nanxing's face. At this moment, Xiang Nanxing found that the other party's face was surging with undisguised emotions, which was heartfelt sadness and nostalgia.

"It's over." The old man muttered.

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