Chapter 493: True and False Swordsman
The battle on the stage continued, and the two power-type martial artists were obviously unwilling to give up the game, so both sides were out of breath and were not lightly injured, but they still didn't have any idea of giving up, and they were desperately persevering.
According to the referee's rules, as long as there is no obvious negative fight between the two sides of the game, or a deliberate tendency to delay time, then the referee will not interfere with the process of the game until the two sides of the battle are decided.
This also causes this situation that once there is such a situation where the two bears fight, it is easy to have a long battle, and it can often fight for half an hour before the winner can barely be distinguished, and this time is almost the combat limit of low-level acquired martial artists.
Like this fierce battle, even if it is a heads-up in the game, it is also very physically and European, and the weaker acquired martial artist can't even hold on for ten minutes, let alone half an hour, which is basically a record-breaking level.
Therefore, in the annual examination, the referee can barely tolerate such a situation, after all, even if two evenly matched power players encounter, the game is unlikely to last more than half an hour, and it is usually over in ten minutes.
And this game on the stage, there is obviously a trend towards twenty minutes, but it is almost the end, both of them are at the end of the crossbow, it depends on who can't hold it first.
"Ahh
Finally, after another two minutes of fierce fighting, one of them finally couldn't hold on, let out an unwilling roar, and finally fell weakly on the field.
And although the victor was very happy, he couldn't even cheer, he really had no strength, and in the end the referee went up and took the two down, because neither of them had the strength to walk.
"What an ugly victory, this kind of unaesthetic battle is simply a shame for a warrior, even if you want to win, it has to be a gorgeous battle, otherwise even if you win, it will still be a shame!"
The ponytail man watched the two of them being carried down by the referee, and couldn't help but sigh again, and even turned his head to ask Chen Mu as he spoke: "Hey, friend, do you say this is the truth?"
Chen Mu was a little inexplicable, but he still shrugged his shoulders and said with no expression: "Becoming a king or defeating a loser, the loser doesn't even have the qualifications to be ashamed, as for the winner, what does it matter if he is ashamed or not, as long as the victory is enough." ”
These are all his sincere words, he has been in this wasteland world for so long, Chen Mu has already forced himself to become cold-blooded and ruthless, just to adapt to this cruel living environment.
As long as it can be won, then the means and process are not important at all, this is Chen Mu's understanding of this world, and the reality is so cruel.
The pony-tailed man was obviously stunned, as if he didn't expect Chen Mu to refute so reasonably, but he quickly sneered and said in an extremely disdainful tone: "Hey, it seems that you are also a dirty triumphalist, this so-called Pure Land of Buddhism really disappoints me again and again." ”
Chen Mucai didn't care if he was happy or not, and said-for-tat: "Since you are so disappointed, then why are you still here to participate in the annual examination, you must know that this is a competition to enter Buddhism and become a trainee monk, since you are so disdainful of Buddhism, why do you want to be a trainee monk?"
"Hmph, who said that the master is going to be a monk?" The pony-tailed man spewed cold air from his nostrils: "I'm not afraid to tell you, I came out this time to train myself, and I came here to wander around casually, and when I saw this competition, I just signed up to have fun."
I thought I would be able to meet a few interesting opponents, but I didn't know that there was no one who could fight, and it was a pure waste of time. ”
Chen Mu wanted to roll his eyes when he heard this, and said bluntly: "Then you can abstain and leave now, is there anyone who has a knife on your neck and forces you to stay and continue the game."
Besides, since you don't want to be a monk, then don't occupy the pit and don't, you must know that every final victory here is very precious, and no matter how many people want to get it, they can't get it. ”
When he said this, he thought of Wang Mazi, for a bottom-level salted fish like Wang Mazi, if he could pass the annual examination and become a trainee monk, it would really change his life.
Chen Mu didn't say that he thought there should be any humanitarian considerations for this kind of thing, since the competition was a competition, it had to be based on strength, but Chen Mu didn't like the ponytail's show-off and pretending to be forced, so he scolded him a few words.
"Okay, boy, you look pretty good. The pony-tailed man's face turned black by Chen Mu, and he gritted his back molars and said: "But don't worry, I will definitely not abstain, because I counted just now and found that I and you happen to be opponents."
Hehe, even if your kid has poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, he actually hit my hands, just based on your pretending words just now, then the master has to teach you a good lesson first, so that your kid can't survive and die, and then leave here when I'm happy enough. ”
Chen Mu really rolled his eyes this time, he didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of stupid thing, but he still squinted his eyes and said more: "I hope you can still be so confident when you play later." ”
After saying that, he completely stopped paying attention to this ponytail tease, and the latter just glared at him a few times, and found that Chen Mu ignored him, and the ponytail man stopped talking with a gloomy face.
The previous game continued, some fast and some slow, but there were not many people, so it was soon Chen Mu and the ponytail man's turn to play.
Before going on the field, the pony-tailed man suddenly stopped, sneered and asked Chen Mu: "Boy, tell me, what is your name, the little master will not kill the nameless ghost under the knife." ”
Tsk, this means that he has murderous intentions, but since this guy said so, it is likely that he is really not just talking.
Although the annual examination is also to ensure the safety of the contestants' lives as much as possible, and there are powerful referees on the sidelines, this kind of game itself is a very fierce battle, and it is normal for there to be casualties, and the referee is not omnipotent.
Especially in this last round of the game, the intensity is really skyrocketing, even if the referees on the sidelines have increased to two or three, and the strength is also at the two-star level, but it is still impossible to avoid accidents.
The reason is also very simple, in such a fierce battle, the players are all big moves frequently, and many times it is really a moment of life and death, even if it is to let the three-star martial artist be the referee, I dare not say that I will be able to save the contestants at the moment of life and death.
Not to mention looking at the appearance of the ponytail man, although he is indeed very arrogant, and even a little arrogant, he must have the strength to dare to be so arrogant.
And this guy still carries a knife, using weapons to fight, so the danger level is naturally skyrocketing, even if he deliberately killed the opponent, it is easy to explain the past, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, and it is normal to miss.