Wei Ming had no prejudice against Gao Xuan, he even admired the young man quite a bit.
He is so handsome, has great swordsmanship, and a good personality, but he is a bit of a jerk to women.
However, most men are scumbags. It's just that some people don't have the ability to be scumbags, so they think they are innocent boys. Give him three or five beautiful girls, and I guarantee he will want them all.
Wei Ming didn't think there was anything wrong with this.
This is how it is in nature, strong males can always occupy more females. In human society, those who are capable, rich, powerful, talented, and even good-looking can obtain more resources.
He had had countless girlfriends when he was young, so he wouldn't be too demanding on Gao Xuan.
However, if Wei Ming wants to seduce his niece, he cannot accept Gao Xuan's scumbag.
Human beings are rational beings. They can clearly distinguish between relatives and strangers.
If Gao Xuan hadn't saved Wei Zhenzhen and Wei Yue, Wei would have gone to teach this kid a lesson tomorrow morning.
Since we have the chance to meet online today, I will teach Gao Xuan a little lesson to prevent him from becoming complacent and always thinking that he is the man of destiny!
The duel field is a standard nine-meter by nine-meter kendo competition field, and both contestants are barefoot. This is also to facilitate the use of force.
The account Wei Ming registered was very shabby, with only a set of gray-white kendo uniform and a long sword. He wore a mask on his face.
He had only made a public appearance a few days ago, and it would not be good if he was recognized.
It would not sound good if word got out that a level 10 swordsman bullied a kid.
However, Gao Xuan recognized Wei Ming, whose six-winged cicada also had a special sensitivity to electronic information.
Wei Ming was wearing a mask, which was not really a disguise. Gao Xuan recognized Wei Ming's identity as soon as he saw his features.
The six-winged celestial cicada sensed from afar and even locked onto Wei Ming's spiritual aura.
"I'm here to mess things up."
Gao Xuan knew without asking that Wei Ming's sneaking over here was not a good thing.
"Friend who is challenging me, would you mind telling me your name?" Gao Xuan asked knowingly.
"The swordsman speaks with his sword."
Wei Ming swung the sword in his hand and said, "Let me teach you a lesson."
Gao Xuan smiled and said, "I'm afraid you will be disappointed."
Wei Ming didn't hesitate, he took light steps and thrust forward with his sword.
He is a level 10 swordsman. Even if his physical data is limited to level 3, his combat awareness will not be restricted.
It can be said that if everyone has the same physical data, the kendo duel on Battle.net is like playing chess. It all depends on the technique and awareness.
Wei Ming was confident that he could defeat Gao Xuan in three moves. He used 90% of his strength in this sword, and had the advantage of being the first to strike. Gao Xuan had to either retreat or block.
No matter how Gao Xuan responded, he could send Gao Xuan home with two consecutive moves.
Routine, the simplest routine. Let this kid learn something.
Wei Ming was thinking about it, but found that Gao Xuan did not cooperate according to the script.
Gao Xuan took a step forward and put the long sword to his chest, then used the sword guard to block the sword's tip and push forward.
The data of both sides were the same, and Gao Xuan's sword blocking power was naturally much greater than Wei Ming's. Wei Ming's sword was blocked at once, and Gao Xuan pointed his long sword, and the sword tip pierced Wei Ming's throat.
This is not over yet. Gao Xuan turned his wrist and swung his sword, and Wei Ming immediately turned into a ball of mosaic data light.
"Goodbye, brother."
Gao Xuan said goodbye to the ball of data light cordially, danced with his sword gracefully and sheathed it, and smiled at the front and said, "Next."
The entire battle process was extremely smooth, and Wei Ming's fate was no different from that of the dozens of young swordsmen before him.
No one noticed anything special about Wei Ming's swordsmanship. The audience was used to such instant kills.
They just booed Wei Ming with disdain. For such a person to go on stage, he had no self-awareness at all.
Wei Zhenzhen cheered loudly. She didn't know that it was Wei Ming who was killed instantly. Even if she knew, she wouldn't care too much.
After being killed instantly, Wei Ming retreated directly to his room. He looked at Gao Xuan's live broadcast and fell into deep self-doubt: Where am I? Who am I? What am I doing
As a top swordsman, Wei Ming always thought that his swordsmanship was pretty good. He might not be able to beat Baiyuncheng because Baiyuncheng's swordsmanship was too strong, and it had nothing to do with his swordsmanship.
Wei Ming never thought that he would be killed instantly by a sword from an 18-year-old boy. He refused to accept this result.
As a top swordsman, Wei Ming quickly calmed down.
Wei Ming replayed the battle video and analyzed the reasons for the failure.
In fact, he remembered the sword strike very clearly, but he could see more details by watching the video.
At the beginning, Gao Xuan was obviously preparing to move his center of gravity backwards, but this subtle movement misled his judgment.
Then, Gao Xuan used his sword to block his sword with incredible precision.
You have to know that Gao Xuan's sword guard is in the shape of a Chinese character "回", which is only about three centimeters. It is very difficult for such a small sword guard to accurately block the stabbing sword.
What made Wei Ming depressed was that Gao Xuan had completely predicted the path of his sword. With this kind of virtual body data, it was difficult to make adjustments after the attack.
As a result, he made a mistake and was killed instantly by Gao Xuan.
Wei Ming watched the battle video over a dozen times and could only reluctantly admit that Gao Xuan might have been a little bit lucky, but overall his performance was indeed better.
"There's something. I underestimated you."
Wei Ming reflected on himself and realized that he was too casual and did not regard Gao Xuan as an opponent.
In a virtual battle, everyone starts at the same point, so if he makes a mistake, he will have no chance to make up for it.
Wei Ming learned his lesson and challenged Gao Xuan again.
As a dignified ice swordsman, he gets up again where he fell.
Wei Ming entered the duel room again and found that Gao Xuan had won 65 games in a row.
Gao Xuan suddenly smiled when he saw Wei Ming: "Here you go again, brother. This time you should be more professional and don't get killed instantly again. Otherwise, you won't get the performance fee."
This kind of ridicule naturally caused laughter from the audience.
The duel room was set up for sharing, so Wei Ming could also hear the laughter. From where he was, he could even see the audience in the first few rows below. He even saw Wei Zhenzhen, who was laughing the most.
Wei Ming's face turned red. If this were to get out, it would be a joke. Fortunately, no one knew his identity.
"Come." Wei Ming pointed his sword, signaling Gao Xuan to stop talking nonsense.
Gao Xuan slowly made an OK gesture to Wei Ming, who was a little confused.
Gao Xuan said with a smile: "This is not OK, this is three, brother. You will die again after the third sword. Be more professional."
"one."
Gao Xuan counted in his mouth while raising his sword and stabbing forward.
This kind of sword technique of stabbing directly at the chest is found in every school and is generally called: Immortal’s Guidance.
It’s just that each school’s sword moves have different requirements. In fact, there are huge differences in the direction of the sword, which foot to step with, and where the center of gravity of the body is.
Gao Xuan moved forward very quickly, and his sword stabbed even faster.
When everyone's physical data was the same, Gao Xuan took the initiative in the attack by stabbing first.
Wei Ming didn't want to take any risks, so he stepped back and Gao Xuan followed him forward and stabbed again. Wei Ming saw that Gao Xuan's forward movement was too big, so he moved sideways and slashed with his sword.
He wanted to use this sword to break Gao Xuan's arm so that he could show off.
Gao Xuan shrank his shoulders slightly, bent his elbow and swung his sword upward, cutting Wei Ming into a ball of white light.
Both sides changed their moves at the same time, leaving no chance for them to change. As a result, Gao Xuan acted like a prophet, changing his moves irrationally to avoid Wei Ming's attack, and at the same time killed Wei Ming with a backhand.
Wei Ming was restrained by his body and could only watch himself being stabbed by the sword without being able to make any adjustments.
Gao Xuan defeated Wei Ming with three sword strikes. He gave a thumbs up to the white light that Wei Ming transformed into, "Great job, brother."
The audience below couldn't help but boo. This was really a public show. Three swords, that's it.
The audience all felt that Wei Ming was too cooperative. Both sides changed their tactics at the same time. Who would believe that this had not been rehearsed beforehand
Wei Ming left the stage with a gloomy face. This time he really couldn't laugh.
The audience doesn’t care about anything. A swordsman shouldn’t fall into the same pit twice.
Wei Ming felt it was unreasonable, Gao Xuan seemed to be able to see through all his tricks. However, he was always confused by Gao Xuan's body movements and made wrong judgments.
Even though it was just a virtual competition and no real physical data was used, Wei Ming still could not accept such a failure.
To this end, he even activated the laboratory's super-large optical computer and conducted data analysis on the two battles.
A few seconds later, Wei Ming got the result.
The result of the optical computer analysis was: there was no problem with Gao Xuan's data, and he did not use any plug-ins.
Gao Xuan’s only strength is his almost predictive ability and fake moves that are difficult to distinguish between real and fake.
If both teams have the same data, this advantage means they will definitely win.
Wei Ming pondered for a long time and felt that Gao Xuan was either gifted or had a special intuition about swordsmanship, and could always make the most correct judgment in advance.
Either Gao Xuan's swordsmanship is really better than his, which is why he can always judge in advance and make corresponding adjustments.
When Wei Ming decided to try again, he found that the live broadcast had ended.
The live broadcast room’s victory record has reached one hundred consecutive wins.
Wei Ming was extremely depressed. He wished he could go and fight Gao Xuan in person to get back his face.
But he was not so thick-skinned after all, so he could only wait until the next live broadcast to cause trouble for Gao Xuan.
At the same time, Cao Xiong and several of his subordinates just walked out of the gate of the Mingjing City Flying Ship Terminal.
"Let's take a taxi... Let's go to Zhongyuan Hotel first."
Cao Xiong took out a flat wine pot with silver carvings and took a sip of wine before giving an order lazily.
His facial features were ordinary, his eyes were a little drunken, but his mustache was shiny. Maybe he drank too much, the tip of his nose was a little red.
He was wearing a colorful printed shirt, bright red beach pants, and rattan sandals. He looked like he was on vacation at the beach. With a hint of drunkenness in his eyes, he looked more like a tipsy tourist.
If you have never met Cao Xiong, you would never imagine that he is a famous detective.
Yao Fei asked curiously, "Boss, no one from the Law Enforcement Department is coming to pick us up?"
"Let's go quietly today and don't make any noise."
Cao Xiong yawned, exhaling a strong smell of alcohol. He said vaguely: "Let's check the situation first. The killer this time is quite powerful..."
Yao Fei was not convinced. She put her arm around Yan Qingge and said, "We still have Sister Yan. Even if you two great swordsmen join forces, you still can't take care of a small assassin!"
Yan Qingge pulled her arms out calmly. She looked at the bustling crowd at the entrance of the terminal and said thoughtfully, "That man is indeed very powerful and a formidable opponent."
Yan Qingge had short hair, with only a part of her bangs in the front covering her eyebrows. She was wearing a black combat uniform, with a pistol on her waist and a short black stick on the other side.
The big sunglasses covered half of her face, so others couldn't see her true expression, and she looked distant.
Yao Fei failed to get close to him and felt a little embarrassed. But the other party was Yan Qingge, a member of the Yan family in Zhongjing City and a level 10 swordsman. She didn't dare to lose her temper with him even if she had eight courage.
She laughed dryly: "I'll go find a car."
The other subordinates stood respectfully at the back, not daring to speak nonsense.
Cao Xiong came close to Yan Qingge and whispered, "I'm relying on you this time."
Yan Qingge turned his head to avoid the alcohol smell from Cao Xiong: "There are so many of us. As long as you find the other party's trace, can he still turn the tables?"
"It's hard to say, it's hard to say..."
Cao Xiong looked at the tall buildings in the distance, his eyes showing a bit of solemnity: "To be honest, I don't feel very good!"
(End of this chapter)