Zhou Yishu has recently regained some of his old feelings, although on the Internet, the game of Ruyue Zhiheng is much more popular than him. But he knew that it was because Ruyue Zhiheng won the victory by self-destructing the psychic weapon, which was naturally more eye-catching than his pure crush.
Let him be proud for a while, and wait until the final, when he falls from the cloud. Zhou Yishu thought in his heart, this unsightly name could finally disappear from his sight.
"Xiaoshu, have you carefully analyzed Ruyue Zhiheng's fighting style?" Father Zhou has a cautious personality. Even now, he has determined that Zhou Yishu will win. He also called in Zhou Yishu the day before the game for the final pre-game analysis.
"Yeah." Zhou Yishu sat down next to Zhou's father, "He doesn't have enough mind power reserves."
On the TV, what was playing was Ruyue Zhiheng's battle against Gu Shisan. Father Zhou replayed the picture repeatedly, and at a critical moment, he broke it apart and told it to Yi Shu.
"The constant speed of the moon is very fast, and the movement technique may have obtained some kind of ancient martial arts inheritance, which is extremely delicate."
"Well, he's also very explosive, and with his high speed, he may catch his flaws if he's not careful." Zhou Yishu nodded in agreement.
"So, Gu Shisan's tactic is actually very correct. The defensive counterattack happened to restrain Ruyuezhiheng's play. He did almost succeed." Father Zhou said, "It's just that he still underestimated Ruyuezhiheng's play. Attack power, I didn’t expect that my Psychic Shield would not be able to withstand being destroyed.”
"It's cheaper for me. Besides, my mind power reserve is not comparable to that of Gu Shisan."
Father Zhou nodded: "Xiaoshu, I think you already have an idea on how to fight in the next battle."
"Didn't Gu Shisan have already pointed me the way? After I survived the storm of Ruyue Zhiheng, it will be my home court." Zhou Yishu said.
That Ruyue Zhiheng probably couldn't have guessed that his mind power reserve was seven times that of a warrior of the same rank. Yi Shun smiled. How could he, who has seven orifices and an exquisite heart, lose to such a half-way monk.
The much-anticipated rookie finals have begun. The chair of the jury is still sitting on the chair of the jury, wearing a silver and black mask.
Zhou Yishu, who came out of the player's passage, saw the man who was aloof and arrogant again at a glance. King's Landing is a legendary figure in their new generation of warriors. Countless new-generation warriors take King's Landing as the goal and direction of their efforts.
Zhou Yishu is no exception, this is the closest he is to his idol. One day, he will stand on the same height as King's Landing.
Yi Shu's hand squeezed tightly because he saw Jun Lin's face turned slightly to the other side. As he looked at it, Zhou Yishu really saw Ruyue Zhiheng coming out of the player channel on the other side.
It's him again, as constant as the moon. After today, you will be my insignificant stepping stone on the road to the realm of martial arts. After today, in the cold eyes of Lord Jun's Landing, there will be no more inconspicuous little people like you. Zhou Yishu's fighting spirit was high, and the unknown marksmanship taught by his teacher was in perfect harmony with his current state of mind.
Even Father Zhou did not know that the name Ruyue Zhiheng had actually become a demon in Zhou Yishu's heart. In Yi Shu's eyes, this Moon-like Heng was born and robbed him of everything that should have belonged to him. The compliments on the Internet, and even the respect of Lord Jun's Landing, should have been his.
Zhou Yishu is not stupid, and he also knows that there is a problem with his mentality. But it doesn't matter, as long as Ruyue Zhiheng is ruthlessly defeated under the watchful eyes of everyone in today's battle, he will be able to break the demonic barrier. For warriors, they can defeat the demons in their hearts in one fell swoop, and they can gain blessings from misfortunes above the martial arts, and go to a higher level.
Today's battle is extremely crucial for Yi Shu's martial arts path.
Lu Heng's expression was hidden under the mask and the weird totem pattern. The slight change in expression on Yi Shu's face and the momentum on his body did not hide his eyes. As he expected, Zhou Yishu regarded today's battle as his own battle to break through obstacles.
that is really good. The corners of Lu Heng's mouth twitched slightly. Even if Zhou Heng's talent can't be returned to his original body, it can't be used by this dark-hearted Zhou Yishu. It would be better to destroy it completely.
On the final venue, Ruyue Zhiheng and Monday Tree stood opposite each other.
Zhou Yishu was wearing a white martial arts uniform and with that handsome face, he really looked a bit like everyone.
Ruyue Zhiheng opposite him was the exact opposite, dressed in black, with a white mask on half of his face, and a large dark red pattern on the other half of his face.
This is the first time that two people have appeared in the same picture. Only then did the audience realize that the height and shape of the two people are almost the same. They stand opposite each other, like light and shadow.
Zhou Yishu showed his signature sunny smile: "As long as the moon is eternal, I have long admired my name. I have always wanted to learn from you. Today, we meet opponents. I hope we can all forget the victory or defeat and have a good fight."
On the opposite side, Ruyue Zhiheng didn't say a word, he just bowed his hands in a martial artist salute, and then flipped his hands over, and the double knives of thought force formed in the air.
Zhou Yishu didn't get annoyed when he saw that the other party didn't appreciate it, and continued to say with a good temper: "Let's start then."
After all, he also flipped his hand, and a long spear fell into his palm.
In the live broadcast room of the official homepage. From the moment Ruyue Zhiheng and Zhou Yishu appeared, the fans of the two in the live broadcast room began to fight each other.
"The male god Ruyue is still aloof, so handsome!"
"Your male god is really rude. Xiaoshu greeted him so friendly, but he didn't say a word."
"Of course, Xiaoshu comes from a noble family, so how can you not understand the rules like a half-way monk."
"Oh, this is a discussion, you think it's a chatter on the kang, can you see the real chapter under your hand?"
"Your well-behaved Zhou Yishu stepped on my male god's position before, please don't force amnesia. Do you still want to greet those who step on your own position with a smile, you'll die of laughter."
"Slightly a little, my male god is such a true temperament that he refuses to be hanged."
"Tsk, it is considered that I have seen the face of Ruyue Zhiheng's brain-damaged fan, let's see who will be beaten in the face later, hehe."
Meanwhile, on the bench.
The referee sitting on Gu Lingjun's left knew him and asked, "Uncle Gu, which player do you like?"
Cui Zihang, who was on Gu Lingjun's right hand, heard it, and said silently in his heart, "That's still a question.
"It's like the moon," Gu Lingjun said.
Sure enough, Cui Zihang suddenly felt an uncomfortable feeling of being stuffed with a mouthful of dog food. He also thought that after a few days of trembling and trembling, he realized that what happened before was just Gu Lingjun showing his affection.
Cui Zihang felt that he was choking on the dog food, so he couldn't help but say, "Uncle Gu, I got the news from the Zhou family. , it's hard to tell."
Gu Lingjun turned his head to look at Cui Zihang: "Betting on your house, the money will be given to you at the market price. If I lose, I will give you that set of body steps."
This is another place that Cui Zihang couldn't understand. Gu Lingjun called and said that he wanted to buy this house not long after he moved in. However, the environment of this house is good, and it is close to S University. Cui Zihang was preparing for his younger brother who was studying in middle school, so he did not agree. Anyway, Gu Lingjun didn't come to S City very often, so it was probably on a whim to buy a house.
"Okay." Cui Zihang agreed immediately. Gu Lingjun had been coveting a set of earth-step movement techniques that he had kept secret for a long time. If you don't agree to something like this, you will be a fool.
During the conversation, the game on the field officially started.
Lu Heng was not polite to Yi Yishu either, and attacked with his right leg. The shadows of the swords were intertwined in the air into a net, and they stretched like waves.
Monday Tree was almost overwhelmed by the onslaught of the storm. However, he thought in his heart, if this is the case, this Ruyuezhiheng is still arrogant and arrogant as always, never analyzing the characteristics of the opponent, only knowing to attack blindly.
With a flick of his spear, Yi Shuchang picked up the tangled words in his marksmanship. Although he still couldn't organize any effective attack, he was barely able to defend against the opponent's fierce offensive.
"As expected of a pure attack type martial artist, Ruyue Zhiheng opened the game, and a set of swordsmanship caught Yishu by surprise. Yishu looked a little embarrassed." The commentator A's tone was excited, "He won't change this passive again. In the situation of being beaten, I am afraid that we will set a record for the fastest victory or defeat."
"No or no, Zhou Yishu doesn't seem to have the strength to fight back, but his steps are not chaotic at all, and the spear in his hand is quite organized. When Ruyuezhiheng comes up and attacks like this, it is easy to be weak, and it will last at most ten years. Minutes, then it's the chance for Zhou Yishu." Commentator B retorted in a cool tone.
The pairing of the two commentators in this final was interesting, as these two were notoriously misaligned. Commentator A has a strong personal style and always prefers aggressive players. And the commentator B is a little older, prefers to play steadily and has a solid foundation, and has always criticized those dark horse players who were born out of nowhere.
The official use of these two commentators with different styles in this final is naturally carefully selected for this game, which has earned enough attention.
No, the audience in the official live broadcast room was quickly aroused by the two commentators. Fans on both sides insisted on their own words and quarreled.
The two of them were not affected at all.
Ruyue Zhiheng's offensive finally eased slightly, and ten minutes have passed since the opening. Zhou Yishu was overjoyed. According to his previous analysis, Ruyue Zhiheng's mind power can only support his attack of this intensity for ten minutes after re-condensing the mind power weapon.
My own analysis is indeed correct, chance. When Zhou Yishu picks the gun head, he will change his move.
At this moment, Yi Yishu saw the corner of Ruyue Zhiheng's mouth slightly raised. Then, the illusion that the attack had eased, like a bubble, shattered in the air with a bang.
I saw the tip of the opponent's knife jump, and the wrong body stepped forward, and the speed was a little faster than before.
"Did you think it was over?"
When the two were staggering, Yi Shu heard Ruyue Zhiheng speaking in his ear. This is the first time he has heard Ruyue Zhiheng's voice in person, without the transmission of radio waves, without the obvious intentional lowering of his voice in the video, Yi Shu felt that the voice was very familiar.
It's just that before Yi Shu could sort out his thoughts, the successive sword techniques from the other party dragged him into a terrifying vortex of exhaustion. Zhou Yishu felt like he was in the center of a hurricane, ready to be torn to shreds by this frantic offensive at any time.
When will such complete suppression come to an end? Zhou Yishu, who was suppressed to the point where he couldn't take his breath away, had a crack in his confidence in winning.
"Ruyue Zhiheng's offensive continues! He used actual actions to smack the faces of those who said he must be weak in succession. The attack continues, let me see, how long has this intensity of the offensive lasted? Twenty It's been a few minutes, who just said that it won't take more than ten minutes?" Commentator A was so excited that his lips were several times more agile than usual.
One of the members who was beaten in the face explained that B fell silent. He has been in the commentary world for so many years, no matter how prejudiced he is, he can also see that this moon-like sword technique is endless and endless, and there is no downturn at all.
But the commentator A was still very flat and asked: "I personally think that the result of this game is no longer in suspense. What do you think?"
"Yeah." Facing this one-sided situation, Commentator B reluctantly agreed with his nemesis.
"Not bad, you finally have a vision." Commentator A patted Commentator B on the shoulder proudly, as a gesture of friendship.
"… "
Zhou Yishu, who was stuck in the quagmire, had no room for resistance. Even his confidence was slowly shattered in the unilateral passive beating. The competition between warriors, once they doubt themselves, is like a high-rise building whose foundation has been removed, and it only collapses in an instant.
Monday tree fell flat.
The last blow, Ruyue Zhiheng's long legs kicked, leaving an inch deep footprint on the field. Leap high. He put the two scimitars together and slashed at Yishu.
Seeing this situation, Yi Shu's heart that was about to fall into despair came to life again. Ruyue Zhiheng, who had become a monk halfway through the process, was still inexperienced, and even abandoned his own advantages, no longer fighting close to himself, but attacking a warrior with a long spear from a height.
One inch long and one inch strong, it is definitely not a wise approach to attack from a distance with a warrior who uses a long weapon.
Did he really think that he had no power to fight back at all? Yi Shu felt the abundant thought power in his body, smiled in his heart, and his chance to fight back had come.
Zhou Yishu half squatted down, his body like a spring full of energy. He mobilized all the thought power in his body, and with both hands, he stabbed the long spear against the line of the constant attack of the moon like a rainbow. This accumulated all the power of Zhou Yishu in one blow, and even brought the spear of the spirit snake's letter, which was as long as the moon.
Commentator B saw that the situation in the field had changed, so he cheered up: "Ruyue Zhiheng has underestimated the enemy, his weapon attack distance is not as long as Yi Yishu's gun distance, it seems that he can only dodge his edge this time. It's hard to say..."
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he saw Ruyue Zhiheng not dodging or evading, and the machete in both hands went towards the gun.
"Danger!" Commentator B shouted involuntarily. Zhou Yishu was originally a player with extremely strong psychic power, and the spear glowed with an unparalleled aura at first glance. The farther the distance, the more powerful the long spear.
How could Ruyue Zhiheng directly hit hard like this? Even if he shattered the spear, his psychic weapon would also be damaged, and Yi Yishu's long spear would surely follow him. At that time, Ruyue Zhiheng, who was blocked from castration by the spear, will be unavoidable.
Even the assistant referees on the referee's bench were all ready to go on the field to save Ruyue Zhiheng's life. Only the King's Landing in the center still has a stable breath, and there is no change at all.
The next scene surprised everyone.
Ruyue Zhiheng's machete first smashed the spear light directly, and then continued to castrate, and actually cut directly from the head of the spear head of Yi Yi Shuchang. Zhou Yishu's seemingly hard spear, under the blade like the constant frost and snow of the moon, was like a piece of paper.
The residual blade stance even made Yi Shu feel like he was about to be split in half. He closed his eyes uncontrollably, and his body froze in place under extreme fear, unable to do the slightest evasion.
The machete stopped half an inch away from the door of the tree face on Monday.
Victory and defeat.
Monday tree never thought about it. He lost, and he lost so horribly that he was beaten like a bereaved dog without even organizing an effective counterattack. Even the psychic weapons were unilaterally destroyed, which had never happened before in the history of the finals of the National Ancient Wushu Exchange Conference.
This is completely different from the situation in the semi-final where Ruyue Zhiheng and Gu Shisan's psychic weapons were both destroyed.
The strength of a psychic weapon is related to the martial artist's own psychic power. A psychic weapon was directly split into two halves by another weapon. This is the only situation where the unilateral suppression of psychic strength occurs. They are all people who can reach the finals, and the gap in strength cannot be so big.
How could this be possible? He had seven orifices and an exquisite heart, how could such a perpetual psychic power of the moon suppress him. impossible!
However, things are settled. This final, from the beginning to the winner, took less than half an hour. As commentator A said at the very beginning, this was the fastest game in history.
Until the figure of King's Landing appeared on the field and raised the winner's hand to announce the victory and defeat, Yi Zhou Shu was still in a trance. He still couldn't believe why his talent of the Heaven Rank, which was rarely seen in a hundred years, with his seven orifices and exquisite heart, would lose to a half-way monk in the field he was best at.
"Do you want to know why?"
When shaking hands, Yi Shu heard Ruyue Zhiheng say. He didn't even have time to think about how Ruyue Zhiheng could guess what he was thinking, so he hurriedly asked, "Why?"
Ruyue Zhiheng let go of his hand and walked towards the player channel.
"Because I, like you, have seven orifices and an exquisite heart, dear brother."
When passing by, Yi Shu heard such a sentence left by the other party.
In a word, it makes Yishu Shu like five thunders. Monday Heng? Your own trashy brother? The constant like the moon is the constant on Monday!
Zhou Yishu stayed where he was, watching Ruyue Zhiheng's slowly receding back, only to realize that this person's figure was indeed extremely familiar.
This familiar feeling, in fact, has been felt by Zhou Yishu since Ruyue Zhiheng first appeared. But he never thought of this powerful martial artist as his elder brother, because Zhou Yiheng, that was a piece of trash that could not even establish a psychic cycle. How is it possible, how is this possible!
The scene of Zhou Yishu being smashed by a psychic weapon, closing his eyes and being slaughtered by others, became the headlines of major websites that day.
Countless professionals who have been bad-mouthing like the moon can't wait to contact the website to delete their previous commentary articles. This is really the most unbearable black history in their careers.
Losing in the final is nothing, but there are very few people who lose almost without resistance like Zhou Yishu, and even close their eyes and wait for death in the end. Losing such an undignified game made the fans who originally supported Zhou Yishu extremely angry.
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