Finished fighting?

Shu Meisha's first thought was impossible, how could it be so fast, and the second thought was that the fight was over and she won? Or lost?

As a person in the news line, Shumei Sha can predict the senses of the kendo world on the field to Yu Bai, not to mention breaking his arms and legs, and playing a trick in the dojo duel, so that laymen can understand the gap, not everyone can consume kendo, so as to set the record straight......

But the fact appeared in front of her, Shu Meisha's eyes turned to both sides, and found that the audience on both sides of the aisle saluted the man in unison, and walked to her and didn't let go, in the quiet air of the audience, Shu Meisha did not think of a shocking possibility, she turned her head and fell to the center of the venue, just in time to see several medical staff in white coats carrying stretchers and carrying down the sixth-stage master of the sword art hall......

Won.

It seems that the sixth-stage master was not lightly injured.

After removing the protective gear, the master in a clear kendo uniform couldn't move, and didn't leave a word, just left everyone's sight with his hands hanging behind his back.

It is normal for medical staff to be prepared in the venue, after all, it is a national kendo competition, and there are no eyes on the fists and feet, so it is difficult to say that there is bad luck to play the game...... That's not the point.

?! That's it, the senior coach of the Sword Gym, a sixth-stage master? The host bragged about it when he introduced!

Shu Meisha complained frantically in her heart, no wonder she didn't hear the sound of the host and the referee deciding the winner on the radio, because she didn't expect that in an interaction of recruiting students to advertise, the sword gym side as the owner would lose.

It's embarrassing!

The man walked in front of her, his whole body was very clean, and the cumbersome protective gear was all gone, how did he do it, Shu Meisha held such a question, and could only say in front of him: "Yu, Mr. Yu, congratulations on winning......"

Yu Bai glanced at the woman, which was a little strange at first, but when he swept the camera, he remembered it, and bowed his head slightly, "You're doing an interview again?" It's almost over, this is my seat. ”

"Oh, okay."

In an inexplicable and powerful momentum - although the other party did not show it, Shu Meisha and Du Qisong still stood up obediently as if they had met a big leader in Taili, packed up their things, and quickly ended the opportunity they had only gotten for a long time in negotiations.

Yu Bai sat down, took two sips of water, and talked to Jiang Ke, which was already back to normal.

Shu Meisha looked at the appearance centered on the man and woman, the audience kept looking at each other, whispering, and was afraid that her excessive gaze would attract attention, she swallowed her saliva and pulled Du Qisong to retreat, but she did not leave very far, and repositioned the camera in the middle of the aisle a few meters away.

She saw the man glancing at him, but he didn't say anything, only the on-site staff were qualified to intervene where their media personnel wanted to shoot.

In the surround radio of the venue, the voice of the host was long overdue.

"Haha...... Wow, it was our lucky spectator who won...... We enjoyed the wonderful battle and congratulated the opponent on winning a prize of 1,000 yuan......"

"Then let's draw the next audience......

The host of this script did not memorize it, but he had to round the field, and in the end, the decision of the event site could be seen that he wanted to blur the past first, so that the later programs would dilute the impact.

"Wow, Qingyun Daoyou, you have a thousand yuan! What a great speed of making money! Yu Bai, who can't be called a corner, said quietly.

"It's okay." Yu Bai also turned sideways as if he was afraid of revealing his wealth, and smiled at the woman, "I'll treat you to dinner again." ”

Yu Bai actually didn't say it, in order to save face for others, he went down after the fight, because according to the rules of the Sword Gym, "You can continue to challenge if you win, and the prize money will continue to double, until you compete with the first in the country......

He thinks that's not good, forget it.

……

There was chaos in the venue for a while, and the "Celestial" Sword Technique Hall invited a coach again, but it was a seventh-rank priest. Three or four more spectators were invited to the dojo one after another, probably under the influence of the first participant, and the next few happened to be amateurs who had practiced, and they were all very open-minded, brave in attack, and relaxed in moderation, but the seventh-rank priest was victorious.

Not only that, in the face of various attacks, all the seven dan masters resisted and defused one by one, and gave friendly and professional guidance, and all the kendo enthusiasts and professionals on the stage communicated with each other, and enjoyed the fun of kendo.

That's the normal script.

There were no more cases where the sword gym coach was knocked out with one move.

Yes, one move KO, so that Shu Meisha couldn't understand how Yu Bai could go on stage, duel, remove his armor, and return to the position, so many things were completed in a short time, but the time spent was short enough, and the duel of the main part of it ended a few seconds after the referee announced the start.

The six-section coach exchanged footsteps and tested the opportunity, this move was enough to call it no reckless underestimation of the enemy, but Yu Bai saw that the other party did not make a move, so he took the initiative to walk over, and the six-section coach at a time that he thought was appropriate, burst and hit decisively, Yu Bai avoided it, and knocked it on the opponent's head.

Because Yu Bai sensed that with the strength of the other party, if he was an ordinary person, he would probably have to cut off his hands and feet, so he shot a little more and fell to the ground with a stick, which was the whole battle process. In the eyes of outsiders who don't know what it means, it is a little sudden and funny.

In the special seat, the representatives of the schools and famous masters were in a tacit and strange silence, and after a while, someone considered and spoke: "Hmm, this seven-stage priest is called Wang Shandu...... There is a level. ”

That's how the atmosphere comes alive.

"yes, yes."

"It's a good fight, it's good."

The two eight-stage veterans in the middle of the first row had a dark face, but they were hidden under the scene, and when they were entertaining, they secretly recalled the man's shot just now.

In the backstage lounge, Yin Beiyuan silently turned his head and glanced at Yin Buji.

"Why are you staring at me?"

Yin Bujian glared back at his eldest nephew, "I'm not a poisonous milk." ”

Now is not the time to dwell on this.

“…… The predecessors of Shanmen Iron are really hard worked. After a while, Yin Beiyuan said succinctly.

Usually, the uncle and nephew who have played with each other since childhood will seem too casual, and they are also rigorous and serious when it comes to serious things.

"So, he's the one in the story? Was that blow just now a stroke of luck, or was it a thousand tempers? Yin Buji's eyes faded frivolously, and his tone was like a heavy object sinking to the bottom of the water.

Yin Beiyuan couldn't answer.

Both of them are insiders, but they can't come to a clear judgment, without him, because it's too fast, and it doesn't refer to the man's shot, but it ends too quickly. With only one blow to the head from beginning to end, how can you tell what? The closest representatives of the school fell into silence for this reason, although Yin Beiyuan's current kendo cultivation is no longer as good as Yin Beiyuan's, but his vision and experience are rich, even Uncle Yin Beiyuan can't see the clues, and Yin Beiyuan can't answer either.

Yin Beiyuan rubbed his wrist, and the light in his dark eyes slowly lit up.