The men's epee individual final of the World Championships has finally arrived.

At this moment, most of the students in Lichuan No. 2 Middle School were also excited, and in order to know the champion for the first time, they begged the head teacher to start the class during the self-study class. on the TV and watch the game live.

"Teacher, haven't you brought seniors with them before, you must be eager to know the results of the competition!"

"Just give us a class time, and watch the replay, how can there be a live broadcast and atmosphere!

The head teacher saw that everyone was pitiful, but he still relented and agreed, and when the TV was turned on, the game in the live broadcast was in a break time, and it had not officially started. Yu Jiaheng was sitting on a chair on the sidelines, playing a day's game, and his physical strength was not as abundant as when he first started fighting in the morning, he closed his eyes and emptied his brain, slowly breathing slowly.

Meng Nanzhi sat with his towel and water and quietly accompanied him.

Everyone understood that he needed to recover his strength now, and no one spoke, and Coach Lin didn't say anything.

It's too late to tell him more in the finals, so he can only rely on himself to win this gold medal.

In order to participate in this competition, it is really a twist and turn.

The opponent in the final was the host country's athlete Ron Si, who has a lot of talent in fencing, especially this Roensi, who is a well-rounded player.

Also in the semi-finals just now, he scored consecutive points and beat his opponent back one after another, such a strong strength is amazing. "It's time for the game to start." Coach Lin opened his mouth to remind.

Yu Jiaheng opened his eyes, he stood up, and finally straightened out his protective suit, and Meng Nanzhi handed him the helmet and sword.

Meng Nanzhi had a smile in her eyes, she believed in Yu Jiaheng, since she had already played, then she only had full trust in him. She didn't mention his wound again, and since she was standing here, she had to fight as if she were a normal person, forgetting about the wound on her shoulder.

Yu Jiaheng didn't take it, he looked at Meng Nanzhi fixedly, and hugged her gently, Meng Nanzhi's face gradually became hot, and she hoped that she could transfer this bit of power to Yu Jiaheng's body.

After hugging, Yu Jiaheng took the helmet and sword she handed over, turned around and firmly stepped on the sword path of the final.

In the broadcast room, the commentator also introduced the final expectantly: "Hello everyone, we are now ushering in the final scene of the men's individual competition of the World Championships." This match will be another exciting matchup, let's wait and see, and cheer for Yu Jiaheng to hope he can achieve an amazing result. ”

"Allez," the referee's voice sounded.

Audience. The crowd was mostly French, and one of the athletes in the final was from their own country, so the enthusiasm of the crowd was even greater than in the previous two games.

As soon as he opened the game, he gave Ron West a cheering cry like a wave, expecting him to win the championship at home.

At the beginning of the first round, Ron Xi and Yu Jiaheng still tested each other a few swords first.

Yu Jiaheng took the initiative to attack him, and his movements were very neat, but Ronxi's defense was also in place, and both attacks did not work.

Ron West countered him, and the atmosphere was tense on both sides. Ron Sea's sword stabbed at Yu Jiaheng, and the two swords struck each other in mid-air, and the tip of the sword shook violently between the blow and the block. Narrator: "The swords on both sides are very fast, Ron Sea's body moves very quickly, he transferred and stabbed at Yu Jiaheng, this sword seized the opportunity very accurately, and Ronsey took the lead to score a point."

In the hospital, Meng Yan took the time to return to the hall.

There were a few more passers-by who sat in the waiting area to watch the finals, and everyone stared at the screen nervously and intently.

"This sword is not worth it, Yu Jiaheng's movements are still a little slower." Someone commented loudly.

"Luo Enxi's strength is no worse than Yu Jiaheng's, he is basically in the top five in the world, he is also a relatively comprehensive player like Yu Jiaheng, and the speed of his sword is fast, ruthless and accurate, Yu Jiaheng will definitely be vigilant in the future." The other answered.

"The game time is just like that, how can there be time for Yu Jiaheng to adapt, I see that Yu Jiaheng is very hung in this game.

"How do you grow other people's momentum and destroy your own prestige," the road that spoke for Yu Jiaheng, the human face. There was a little displeasure in God." I'm seeking truth from facts," the man was not convinced.

The other man did not want to continue arguing with him, so he did not speak again, only frowned, and continued to watch the game intently.

At this time, Ron Sai was already two swords ahead of Jia Heng, and by the end of the first round, Yu Jia Heng was two points behind 2:4.

At the beginning of the second round, the two sides bounced their bodies to maintain a fixed distance from each other, Ron Xi's sword stabbed straight forward, and Yu Jiaheng's arm retreated to dodge.

Under such continuous attacks, Loensi gradually forced Jiaheng to constantly retreat.

Narrator: "Luo Enxi attacked so quickly, but Yu Jiaheng was forced to retreat without realizing it, how should Yu Jiaheng turn the situation around?"

In the way of the sword, when Yu Jiaheng stabbed forward at Luo Enxi, a big sideways body flashed, Luo Enxi hurriedly retreated, and Yu Jiaheng fought back with another leaping action.

Several swords didn't hit, but Yu Jiaheng seized the opportunity to counterattack and suppress, he wanted to use the same tactics to attack Roenxi, but unfortunately Loenxi's defense was not as tight as Yu Jiaheng's, and he was caught off guard by Yu Jiaheng.

"He's retreating, but it's too late! It's already stabbed!" The narrator's voice gradually raised.

I saw Yu Jiaheng leap forward,-- sword stabbed Ron in the ribs.

The score recovered one point.

"This sword is so handsome!" In the back row of the classroom, a boy who also practiced fencing stood up and cheered as he slapped the table, "Senior is worthy of being my idol." ”

"Really, his sword is too fast, and he's still wounded, when will I be able to practice to this extent," the other boy chimed in.

When the female classmate on the side heard this, she turned her head and interjected: "Do you know that the senior has a nickname in the foreign media?"

The two boys didn't pay much attention to this, and both shook their heads, looking at the girl curiously and waiting for her to answer.

"Meteo

K

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”

"Meteor Knight?" The boy didn't understand, "It feels like a middle two."

"When describing the senior's sword attack, when the tip of the sword shakes, it looks like a meteor crossing, and," the girl paused, "The senior is so handsome, isn't he a knight, this description is very romantic!"

on the field.

Yu Jiaheng once again took advantage of the victory to pursue, his movements were very large and fast, and he did not give Ron a chance to fight back.

He also pushed Ron Sey to the edge, and Ron Cyan tried to pull the sword back, go around the blade of the sword and cross the sword to fight back, to stab Yu Kahing's exposed space, but Yu Jiaheng dodged sideways again.

Behind Yu Jiaheng's side, he pressed down directly and stabbed Roensey in the waist again.

The score is tied, Yu Jiaheng played very active in these two attacks, and shot without any hesitation, the most taboo thing in fencing is hesitation, if you hesitate in the game, it is equivalent to giving it to the opponent.

"Timing, timing is very important!

"If you find the opportunity, you should make a quick shot, you can't make a shot and you're afraid of missing the stab, so it's easy to expose the empty door to the opponent, and it's easy to lose points if you look ahead and look backwards."

Yu Jiaheng passed. As I saw in the last round, Ron Sai is a very cautious player, and he will test the distance of his opponent before each shot, and then calculate the number of steps, control the distance between himself and the opponent, and ensure that this distance will not be stabbed by the opponent while he stabs the opponent, so that he can make another shot to ensure that he can achieve a single hit.

Such calmness and reflexes made him admire, but it also gave Yu Jiaheng the opportunity to set a trap for him.

In the two swords just now, Yu Jiaheng secretly distanced himself from him under every attack temptation of Roenxi, so that he could withdraw from the range of attacks he could reach, but he left a little leeway, as long as Ron Xi stepped forward a little bit and attacked him again.

In this way, he led Ron West to the edge, and then attacked his space from the side when he didn't notice it, so that even if he reacted, he couldn't defend and fight back in time, and sure enough, he took two swords.

Only by using changeable tactics and taking him by surprise can he cover up his injured weakness.

I'm afraid that this trick won't be used in the future, no matter whether Ron Xi finds out about Yu Jiaheng's arrangement or not, he will immediately guard the position that was originally ignored on the side.

The commentator's voice was also a little eager: "The battle situation is now stalemate, the score has come to 8 draws, and the two sides have maintained a tie situation, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will be a sword."

In the hospital, passers-by watching the game also became anxious: "If you go on like this, it will be very difficult to fight in the third round!"

At the end of the second round, Ronsy's sword swept through the outside of Yu's arm, and the score was 9:8, giving Ronsi a sword ahead.

Yu Jiaheng came to the rest place, and after taking off his helmet, he was already sweating profusely, panting louder than he had at halftime in the first round.

Meng Nanzhi blinked, hiding the gloom in his eyes, the game just now kept repeating the process of equalizing, pulling away, and equalizing again, and everyone in the stadium couldn't breathe a sigh of relief.

She stood on tiptoe to help Yu Jiaheng wipe her sweat, her movements were very gentle, Yu Jiaheng's throat slidied, and there were droplets of water that had no time to swallow and slipped from the corners of her lips, and disappeared along her neck and Adam's apple at the edge of her collar.

Meng Nanzhi gently stretched his fingers for him, his palms were hot, and the position where he held the sword was already red, she looked at the distress in her heart, she lowered her eyes, held back the sourness of her eyes, and gently pressed his hand.

The third round was about to begin, Yu Jiaheng grabbed Meng Nanzhi's hand with a backhand, squeezed it in her palm, and then walked back to the kendo. Narrator: "This game is very crucial, it's the last round, so far, Roensi has a temporary lead over the sword, but not by a big margin.

At the beginning of the third round, the swords on both sides quickly intertwined, and under the rapid attack of several swords, Yu Jiaheng stabbed Ron Xi's arm.

"Beautiful!" The commentator shouted, "Yu Jiaheng tied the score again, and the score came to 10:10."

But there was no one in the audience cheering, and everyone was deeply worried about the players from their country.

"It's tied again, Ron Si is really too difficult," the discussion in the classroom gradually became noisy, "If the senior hadn't been injured, he wouldn't have been able to deal with it so hard, but it's a pity." ”

"It seems that the senior will be difficult to win this time, and the home game is still - - - determined. Advantage, if you don't get hurt," one student sighed.

"What advantage can there be in the home game, isn't it that the audience only cheers for him, so what, the strength of the field is still the strength, and the strength of the seniors still needs to be said!" As Yu Jiaheng's little fan brother, how can he tolerate someone singing down, the boy from the fencing team in the back row immediately retorted.

After speaking, he immediately raised his arms and shouted: "Yu Jiaheng will win!"

The sighing student pursed his lips and whispered: "Luo Enxi's strength is also very strong, no matter what, Yu Jiaheng is injured, but there is a limit, otherwise he will not be suppressed all the time."

"What's the most important thing on the field?" The male protagonist retorted unhurriedly, "It's the mentality, if the senior is with a mentality like yours, he will definitely lose, but the senior has been able to fight to this height for so many years, and his mentality is his biggest weapon." ”

"No matter what desperate situation he goes, I firmly believe that I can still have the ability to fight hard, and I will never give up the opportunity to fight back until the last second, which is the reason why I firmly believe that he will win."

Every word of the boy carried a determined force, and in the classroom, the voices of doubt quickly subsided under such firmness, and everyone's attention returned to the TV.

Commentator: "Both of them are mainly offensive players, but in this game, they are more playing defensive counterattacks, and it seems that both sides are feeling the struggle."

"The confrontation between the two sides has become more and more tense, and Yu Jiaheng has taken the lead in attacking."

"Roensi's defense was also fast, and this time the attack was dodged by him again."

But Yu Jiaheng didn't give up, and after several rounds of offensive and defensive exchanges, neither side turned on the lights to take the next sword.

Yu Jiaheng - a big move, his body pressed slightly, and with lightning speed,- - sword stabbed Ron Xi's foot.

"Stabbed in the foot, this part is a position that swordsmen on the field are easy to ignore, very out of the way, Yu Jiaheng also hit it unexpectedly, Roenxi didn't have time to react, and now the score is 11:10."

In the 1/4 finals, Yu Jiaheng accidentally neglected the defense of the lower body, and lost a few swords in the duel with Konishi Hayami, and now he used Konishi Hayami's tactics to win a sword in Roenxi's hand. In the next few rounds of attacks, Yu Jiaheng tried to repeat his old tricks, and he made several offensive feints to confuse Roenxi, but in fact he wanted to sneak attack Roenxi's lower body.

Who knew that he was attacked by Roenxi with the same trick, he suppressed Yu Jiaheng's sword, and his sword body quickly slid from Yu Jiaheng's sword body, and under such a close hand-to-hand encounter, Ron Xi stabbed Yu Jiaheng's calf.

"Oops," the commentator's slightly regretful voice sounded, "Ron Xi guessed Yu Jiaheng's attack, and used his strength to level the score again.

In the hospital, passers-by watching the game invariably let out a regretful sigh.

As the clock ticked by in the third round and the score was tied again, Meng felt his breath pause with the tension on the kendo.

The distance between the two sides was already a close battle, and the speed at which the two swords blocked each other was so fast that the tips of the swords shook into ghosts. 'Both sides are now scrambling for time and trying to pull the score back together in the final minute.

Ron Xi tried to shoot a sword to surprise him, and he wrapped his sword around Yu Jiaheng's sword, wanting to suppress Yu Jiaheng's sword again and disrupt his rhythm, so as to achieve the purpose of sneak attack.

Under such a speed exchange, the situation seemed a little chaotic for a while.

With a sound of "Zheng", both sides attacked at the same time, and the lights on both sides turned on at the same time.

The referee temporarily suspended the match, and after confirming it, both sides actually hit each other with a sword and scored at the same time.

Epee is different from sabre and foil, and in a match, it is possible to score points at the same time when the opponent's effective part is hit.

Meng Nanzhi saw the score of 12:12, and bit her lower lip tightly, and her lips were unconsciously bitten white.

Even the audience was noisy because of the stalemate. Narrator: "Both sides are going to be a little impatient, and time is running out."

Yu Jiaheng could feel his exhaustion, and under the helmet, sweat was like an unclosed faucet.

"Now, whoever can calm down more, who can win, the whole game, this constantly tied score, is indeed a bit grinding, people's mentality.

The narrator's words seem to have decided that the duel will be carried out.

"Now that the two are playing each other again, we can see that the two sides are getting closer and closer...

"Ron Si attacked, the first sword, the second sword...

Ron West suppressed Jiaheng with an absolutely suppressive offense until his body sank, and the speed of the exchange of offense and defense between the two sides was already dazzling.

Yu Jiaheng's posture is actually at a disadvantage, but his movements are still very steady, and Ron Xi's arms are raised very high, constantly attacking Yu Jiaheng from top to bottom.

Yu Jiaheng was almost about to squat, and the two sides were about to reach a close distance.

But the referee didn't call a stop, and the game had to go on!

"The two sides are entangled, the third sword, still missed!"

In the broadcast hall, the speed of the narrator's commentary is getting faster and faster, and he is so excited that he has already moved from his seat. stood up.

Meng Nanzhi took a step back, and he was a little afraid to watch the scene. on that ever-changing battle.

"The fourth sword

Yu Jiaheng leaned back slightly under such a forced angle, and his hind leg knees had already slammed into the ground, making a muffled sound.

Meng Nanzhi unconsciously reached out to cover her lips, her subconscious even wanted to blindfold her, and the heavy knock tore her heart apart. Tears slipped uncontrollably from her eyes and down the back of her cheeks and hands, but she didn't realize it at all, her attention was all on Jia Heng's body.

"The Fifth Sword... .""

"The fifth sword has finally been stabbed!"

In the last three seconds, Yu Jiaheng was over. The moment the lights come on, the countdown to the game returns to zero at the same time.

"Win, win," the other members of the epee team slammed to their feet, shouting and hugging each other.

Meng Nanzhi's tears became more and more turbulent, she saw Yu Jiaheng take off his helmet, his eyes burst with brilliant surprise, and he was still half-kneeling on the kendo and stood up amid the cheers of the team members.

He rushed down the field, and as far as his eyes could see, there was his lover.

Holding a sword in one hand and a helmet in his hand, he hugged Meng Nanzhi heavily into his arms.

He buried his face in Meng Nanzhi's shoulder socket, and tears slipped from the corners of his closed eyes, and a splash of water spread on Meng Nanzhi's clothes.

In the broadcast hall, the commentator was also very excited, and his voice was full of appreciation: "Congratulations to Yu Jiaheng, congratulations to him for winning the men's epee individual championship of this World Fencing Championships, winning the Grand Slam before retiring, and drawing a perfect end to his career."

"He is so dazzling, even if he is injured, he does not want to bow to difficulties!

"He is here to prove that he was born unyielding and that he has a fire in his soul"