Yang Yu wiped the sword with his hand. The sword was still sharp and nothing was stuck on it. This meant that Zui Xiang Putao had clamped his sword entirely by brute force.
He steadied himself again and Zuixiang Putao was furious, but Yang Yu's attack came again, this time with red light on his hand and orange light on his sword.
Zuixiang.Grape was forced to defend himself, and his arms that turned into vines moved out again, interweaving with each other in front of him to form a large net, firmly catching Yang Yu's sword.
Zui Xiang.Grape glared at Yang Yu, "You bastard, can't you wait for me to finish my words?"
"What can I say? You want an explanation, but time won't stop, right?"
"Time stop? I don't have that ability. What I want to tell you is that I have discovered the secret of the skill you used!"
Zui Xiang Putao used both hands to push away Yang Yu's sword. Yang Yu took a few steps back and raised his sword to look at Zui Xiang Putao.
"What is the secret?"
With a devilish smile on his face, Zui Xiang Grape crossed his arms, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "Your attack power is not worth mentioning at all, you rely entirely on that strange skill you have.
And those strange offensive skills of yours are not based on your own strength, but on the strength of your opponent, right?"
Yang Yu's eyes rolled, "Oh? Yes, what about that?"
"This will eventually become your weak spot!" Zui Xiang Putao had an extremely confident smile on his face, "As long as I can deal with your two strange offensive skills and that weird defensive skill, you are nothing to be afraid of!"
Yang Yu sighed helplessly and relaxed his shoulders. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
“Hehehe, I was right! Hahaha! As long as I block those strange skills, you will be powerless to resist.”
Zuixiang Putao laughed loudly and pointed at Yang Yu, while Shihui Cactus just lowered his hat on the viewing platform and cursed Zuixiang Putao "idiot" in a low voice.
As long as one has a little knowledge, anyone can see from the three games Yang Yu just played, the strangeness of the three skills used by Yang Yu.
Zuixiang Putao, this idiot, actually thought he had grasped the chance to win and even "exposed" it in front of others.
In an instant, Shi Hui. Cactus felt that the entire plant race had lost all face because of this guy. He would never mention his 50-50 relationship with this guy again, otherwise he would surely be despised by those around him.
If he had realized it, he could have dealt with it easily and he would not have been eliminated like that. Zuixiang Putao still hadn't figured out the real problem from the beating he had just received.
Hearing Zui Xiang Putao say this, Yang Yu grinned in front of everyone, revealing a wicked smile, "As expected of you, you figured this out."
This smirk was only managed by Yang Yu as he tried hard not to laugh out loud.
Yang Yu was always prepared for his skill mechanism to be seen through.
Unfortunately, in this world, as long as skills are used properly, the methods of use are changed appropriately, and they are supplemented with other skills, they can become ever-changing and difficult to guard against.
It is completely impossible to seal it unless there is a skill that can seal the skill.
Obviously, Zuixiang Putao didn't have it. If he had it, he would have used it at the beginning. Why would he wait until he was beaten to the point where he couldn't take care of himself
However, seeing how confident others are, Yang Yu of course has to give them some praise.
If he could make Zui Xiang Putao let his guard down, Yang Yu could exploit his weakness, lure Zui Xiang Putao to the leek field, kick him on the butt, and disqualify him.
"You are so confident. I suddenly want to hear your countermeasures. If your countermeasures can completely break my attacks and defenses, I will admit defeat and let you save some energy for the finals!"
The people of the plant tribe were speechless. Yang Yu’s intention was too obvious. Coupled with the malicious smile on his face, there should be someone who could not see that he had other intentions, right
Besides, Zuixiang Putao was beaten so badly just now, he wouldn’t suddenly become mysteriously confident and reveal all his coping strategies, right
However, as the saying goes, those who are involved are often confused, while those who are not involved can see clearly.
Yang Yu's smirk turned into a disdainful smile in Zuixiang Putao's eyes.
Today he was going to tell Yang Yu all the countermeasures he had thought of, and then defeat him easily and brilliantly, making him admit defeat with conviction.
"Listen to me, just let me win directly! I will tell you my countermeasures today! If you can defeat me, I will be convinced!"
After saying that, Zui Xiang Pu Tao told Yang Yu his countermeasures in public.
However, Zuixiang Putao's countermeasure was not much different from what Yang Yu had thought, which was to use the grape branches and the grapes he spit out of his mouth to restrict Yang Yu, so that Yang Yu's attacks would hit his unimportant grape vines like just now, making Yang Yu's rare burst of power go to waste, and he could take advantage of Yang Yu's free period to launch a fierce attack.
As for Yang Yu's defensive skill called [Shield Counter], Zui Xiang Pu Tao will also grow grapes on his hands. As long as he uses that as a buffer, Yang Yu's counterattack will have no effect on him.
After listening to it, Yang Yu called him an expert and immediately said, "You are really smart. Let's have a real fight. If I really can't win, then I lose."
Zuixiang Putao was naturally very happy, but soon started crying.
The match started again, this time Yang Yu launched a unilateral attack, a black color penetrated into his sword blade, and the intoxicating fragrance of grapes rose up as expected to block the vines.
Yang Yu suddenly felt murderous intent and rushed towards Zuixiang Putao. Zuixiang Putao's arms instantly turned into vines in an attempt to block Yang Yu's attack.
Unexpectedly, Yang Yu suddenly stopped, turned sideways, went behind Zuixiang Putao, and slashed Zuixiang Putao on the back with a sword.
Zuixiang.Grape turned around, and the grape seeds he planted sprouted instantly, growing into clusters of grape vines, trying to wrap around Yang Yu's feet and restrict Yang Yu's movements, but they were all cut off by Yang Yu.
Yang Yu's right hand emitted a red light, injecting orange power into the sword. Drunken Grape once again came up with his own countermeasure, but was used by Yang Yu again. He retracted the half-swung sword and hit in another direction.
Zuixiang Putao wanted to fight back and slapped Yang Yu with his palm, but Yang Yu just smiled slightly, raised his shield and did a [Shield Counter], which immediately made Zuixiang Putao's scalp numb.
The plant tribe that was watching could only watch the game like they were watching Yang Yu playing with a monkey.
In the end, as everyone expected, the exhausted Zuixiang Putao was kicked into the chive field by Yang Yu from behind.
Zuixiang Putao was defeated, but the plant tribe not only did not sympathize with him, they even wanted to laugh.
(End of this chapter)