Chapter 62: Choice and Potential
Fa He and Cheng Yu stood opposite each other.
A slender bamboo pole is inserted in the middle of the field, and the shadow slowly shifts as the sun rises.
Around the bamboo pole, there are small blood spots on the ground every short distance, a total of six.
When the shadow of the bamboo pole covers the blood spots, the duelists can attack each other. Theoretically, there are six blood spots, and there are a total of six chances to attack.
The two sides stood facing each other, staring closely at the shadows and each other's movements.
The crowd of onlookers also held their breath nervously.
Fahe's three Zen furnaces were suspended in front of him, and he seemed to have changed his strategy, and suddenly said to Cheng Yu with a smile, "Look at you, others have given you a death suit, and you are still complacent." β
Cheng Yu smiled and said nothing.
Cheng Yu likes this expression very much, and he has practiced it in his previous life.
There's a poem that describes it well.
"Infinite mystery
Where to find it?
After smiling,
Before speaking,
It's infinite mystery. β
Cheng Yu was indecisive, laughing but silent, in the face of ridicule, laughing but not speaking, being complimented, also laughing but not speaking.
Fa He really couldn't guess Cheng Yu's thoughts, and observed Cheng Yu's expression as he spoke.
"Look at you, the surface of the copper furnace has not been soaked in oil, so the surface gloss is different.
I haven't done the polishing either, but you've done some polishing for the duel, and you want to make it into a fast-firing incense bomb.
But this is too naΓ―ve, because you don't have enough time to worship incense, and the smell of incense is only on the surface, and it doesn't enter it at all, and the incense bombs put into the incense burner are diluted.
What a musk bomb.
What makes you use is that there is neither fragrance nor fragrance bomb flavor, failure!
The lid was not closed a hundred times, there was too much delay, and it failed!
The stove spout has not been baptized by incense bombs, the blockage is serious, and it fails!
Especially in the duel, you can only come up with a thin musk, a defeat in defeat!
The worst thing is this dress, bells and whistles, muddy and watery, are you mistaken?
Hey, we're dueling.
It's to see who flashes fast, is there?
You made me win like this, and I didn't feel fulfilled, okay?"
The things customized by Cheng Yu have not been delivered for the time being, and they can only use the previous copper furnace, which is naturally not enough for Fahe.
"Kill chickens with a cattle slaughtering knife", Cheng Yu saw a big string of cracks in the Fa River, and only replied.
"What you say makes sense!" Seeing this, Fa He actually put away the two Zen furnaces, leaving only one hanging in front of him.
There was a sudden "call" sound from below.
The shadow was still moving slowly, and the people below saw that Fahe was a chatterbox, and they were quite curious.
Gao Baba sighed, "This is the style of a master?"
The third year of high school said angrily, "A master should cherish words like gold, and if he can win, he is a master." β
Gao Ba was not convinced, "If you can win and be ruthless, isn't it a master among the masters?"
Gao Sanba synthesized, "A master is a master no matter what he does." β
Gao San and Gao Ba glanced at each other, "It's rare that I didn't say stupid things." β
The shadow finally touched the blood.
Fa He's body moved slightly, and Cheng Yu also moved slightly.
His eyes were infused with spiritual energy, staring at Fa He, and his eyes were surprisingly compatible in the duel.
Both sides only moved their bodies and feet slightly, but neither of them sent out incense bullets.
Cheng Yu was a master of fighting games in his previous life, and Cheng Yu liked to participate in all activities that could defeat opponents by accumulating advantages.
Fighting games boil down to two words: choice and positivity.
The choice is to guess what the other party is going to do, how should I deal with it, in short, it is a fight.
The momentum is more subtle, objectively referring to the confrontation distance between the two sides, and different distances contain different offensive routines. Subjectively, it is an offensive and oppressive momentum.
When fighting, move to the right position of your own attack, launch a quick attack, force the opponent to make a mistake through a wave of quick choices, and then play momentum through combos to win the victory.
These theories apply equally to today's duels.
Fa He saw that Cheng Yu was staring very closely, and he was not confused by words at all, and the idea of playing fast incense bullets in the first round was bankrupt, and he could only look for opportunities by moving slightly and adjusting the direction of his body, and Cheng Yu still had no flaws.
As his eyes continued to consume spiritual energy, Cheng Yu was a little dizzy.
I felt that the center of gravity of Fa He's body on the other side was like a flowing wind, unpredictable, and I was afraid that I would be passive when I took the liberty of making a move.
The shadow of the bamboo pole was about to slowly cross the blood spots, and the two of them did not bounce yet.
At the last moment, Fa He simply put down the Zen furnace and spread his hands, "Little brother, I'll let you ...... first"
Before he finished speaking, a puff of white smoke came out of the copper furnace in Cheng Yu's hand.
Fahe fell to the ground in response, and there was an uproar below.
"This, this, I'm not mistaken, right?"
"The first pilgrim of the bullshit West Lake"
"I'll do it too. β
The shadow completely moved the bleeding point after a while, and in the face of Cheng Yu, who had been vigilant, Fahe jumped up.
A hand stretched forward from his chest, and the musk bullet lay quietly on it, "The accuracy and timing are quite good!"
Cheng Yu continued to laugh without saying a word.
"You're a rabbit, aren't you? So cautious, didn't you think to take the opportunity to make up for me?"
"The drama of the seniors is so exciting, the younger generations were stunned for a while, and forgot that they could make up for two shots. β
There was a lot of boos below, but most of them were aimed at the Fa River.
Cheng Yu also felt that it was getting more and more tricky, ginger was old and spicy, and it was really an eternal truth.
In the first round of confrontation, Fa He was also flawless, and he also used verbal attacks and pretended to be shot to lure himself.
The most important thing is that Fahe is not big, and there is no idol baggage at all.
Underestimate the heroes of the world.
"The old cat is teasing the mice," Zhuang Shan thought to himself. Prepare to stand still for the time being, and continue to wait and see for two rounds.
Meng Weijun has been staring at the situation on the field, and said to the second lady beside him at this time, "Fahe attaches great importance to Cheng Xiaoyou." I think a duel is a duel, and it's better not to hurt your life, right?"
"Young people, if you lose, you will lose, and it is good to have the spirit to compete with your predecessors. The second lady nodded in response.
"I'm just afraid that the incense bullet has no eyes", the old mother of the fox clan said worriedly, "Why don't Meng Weijun talk to Fahe?"
"Hu Sanwei, when will I, Meng Yanjun, be able to speak in Jinshan Temple?" Meng Yanjun's tone was a little cold, and the old mother seemed to be unworthy of even having a name in his eyes.
Hu Ling lost her words. "The old mother is blessed with one and no longer speaks.
Ying was invited by Meng Weijun to assist the second miss, so Bai Que and the second miss have a lot of cooperation. Although he didn't know why Ying sent the black dragon to Gao Laozhuang again, Meng Weijun hoped that the black dragon and the white bird could cooperate. The duel between the two was purely extraneous for Meng Weijun, and he was naturally in a bad mood.
For the second lady, both can die, and it is better to lose both. I can't use these two people anymore, and I don't need them, they have changed from helping to hidden dangers. didn't kill the killer personally, purely because there were too many involved.
Everyone had their own thoughts, and the shadow of the bamboo pole slowly touched the second blood spot. Everyone on the field began to stare closely at the motionless two, only Zhuang Shan swept the figure of Gao Luo leaving, and some regretted that he didn't find a way to trap her.