"Young Master, what do you think is the victory rate of Senior Xia and that Han Tong?" Yin Bai asked Yu Zhibo.
"If it weren't for this venue and this kind of unfavorable competition system, there should be five or five open. And now it's at most 37 open, I hope Mu Yao won't lose too ugly!" Yu Zhibo sighed.
At this time, Han Tong also slowly walked onto the court. He picked up the wooden sword beside him and looked at Xia Muyao coldly and said, "Under this competition system, do you think there is a chance of victory?"
"As long as it is the sword, no matter what the circumstances, I have no reason to lose." Xia Muyao replied unceremoniously.
"Okay! I admire opponents who refuse to admit defeat the most." Han Tong showed a smile, "It's just that I hope that after the game is over, you still think like this. And I want to tell you that you won't stab me in this game. One sword."
"Haha, what a big tone. If the Earth Spirit team are all arrogant people like you, I think this competition will become very easy!" Xia Muyao also took a counterattack.
The smell of gunpowder on the court suddenly became very strong.
"Okay! The game begins!" the host announced loudly. The scene fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked at the two of Bijian eagerly. However, psychologically speaking, the audience still supports Xia Muyao, after all, they are the warriors of this planet.
However, although the host has announced the start of the game, the two sides did not immediately start.
Han Tong looked at Xia Muyao with his eyes straight, as if he was going to use pupil technique to see through her. And Xia Muyao did look indifferent, letting him observe.
"Mu Yao, you can be careful of his eyes!" Yu Zhibo said loudly in the audience.
"Five minutes, you will lose in five minutes!" Han Tong seemed to retract his gaze and said loudly.
"Five minutes is too long!" Xia Muyao said as she took the lead and stabbed towards Hantong.
Xia Muyao's sword was very fast, but the sword on the opposite side was faster. The second came first, and Xia Muyao was stabbed with a sword by Han Tong.
"Damn it!" Xia Muyao cursed, "You actually stabbed you first."
Han Tong's sword was almost like a sword, stabbing five swords in a row and hitting all the effective parts of Xia Muyao's body.
In fact, the speed of Xia Muyao's sword is not slow, but Hantong has already seen through her weakness and martial arts skills, so Hantong will always take a step faster than Xia Muyao.
The score came to 6-0 in an instant, and the audience in the audience was also very disappointed.
"If it's not such a venue, I believe Mu Yao still has a chance to avoid it." Yu Zhibo sighed.
At this time, Han Tong stopped the sword in his hand and looked at Xia Muyao playfully and said, "If you surrender, at least you will be more decent."
"Don't talk nonsense, the game is not over, it's too early!" Xia Muyao said the long sword stabbed out.
Han Tong didn't rush the sword directly to the block, and then hit the target again with a backhand sword.
Xia Muyao could only fall into an embarrassing defense, and her sword suddenly became so deep. Han Tong asked and asked in front of her, and after a few rounds, Xia Muyao was stabbed a few more swords. She didn't even have a chance to fight back.
"It seems that this guy surnamed Xia is about to shave his head!" "It's terrible!" The audience couldn't bear to see Xia Muyao's fiasco.
"It's 11-0 now, and you have no chance! I'll show compassion to send you a defeat!" Han Tong said that it was another sword that stabbed Xia Muyao.
Unexpectedly, when Hantong's sword was about to succeed, Xia Muyao's sword suddenly smashed from top to bottom, and it happened to hit Hantong's long sword.
Han Tong only felt his right hand numb, and the sword almost let go. However, he reacted quickly. While changing his right hand to his left hand, he also stepped back a few steps, pulling away from Xia Muyao.
"Even with strength to break my sword, but you have no chance!" Han Tong said angrily.
"Sorry, you better see if five minutes have passed now!" Xia Muyao sneered.
"What!" Han Tong was also taken aback. He was immersed in the sword match with Xia Muyao just now, and suddenly forgot the time. He looked at the timer and it turned out that five minutes had passed.
"So don't talk about your big words in the front, how does it feel to hit your face?" Xia Muyao mocked.
"Okay! I admit that I underestimated you, but your failure is a certainty." Han Tong still had a hardened mouth.
"Okay, then I will smash your self-confidence bit by bit." Xia Muyao said with a sword.
"What's the use of this brute force attack!" Han Tong said that the long sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake, stabbing Xia Muyao again.
Who knows that Xia Muyao was not afraid at all, her sword accelerated in an instant and just hit Hantong's long sword again. And she took advantage of Hantong's surprise, and she hit Hantong's chest with a backhand sword.
"11 to 1" Xia Muyao finally succeeded in breaking through the famine.
"Good job!" The audience off the court also cheered.
"Don't you want to seal me up? How come you are at this level!" Xia Muyao mocked again.
"Damn it, it's just a momentary loss of my hand!" Although Han Tong said so, his sword-holding hand trembled a bit, and his heart was already upset.
Han Tong couldn't stand the insult from the other party, so she pierced sharply. That Xia Muyao is also strong, not evasive at all. When Han Tong stabbed her, she actually swung two swords backhand. Moreover, Xia Muyao's powerful strength shook Hantong back again.
"13 to 3" Xia Muyao's strategy of the same return has won her two swords, but the victory of Hantong is getting closer and closer.
However, Xia Muyao didn't see any tension at all, on the contrary, the look of the leading Hantong slowly changed.
Han Tong once again stabbed Xia Muyao with a sword, this time Xia Muyao is still the same strategy. The score came to "14 to 4", and Han Tong could win with just one sword.
But the two players showed a completely different state on the court. Xia Muyao, who was behind by a big score and was taken to the match point by his opponent, had a relaxed face, but Han Tong had a solemn expression. People who don’t know will mistake the leader!
"It's only a sword, and I can make this nasty guy have nothing to say!" Han Tong's mind didn't echo this sentence, and at the same time, he was also struggling to stab Xia Muyao. Kill a sword.
Although Han Tong's heart was upset, his sword moves did not hesitate. But at this moment, Xia Muyao had already prepared. While dodge the sword, she hit Han Tong with a backhand.
"What!" Han Tong was surprised again, the big score has become "14 to 6".
"Is she already able to avoid my sword moves?" Han Tong said inwardly, "No, no. My sword moves are impeccable, that's just a coincidence!"
Han Tong unwillingly stabbed a sword again, but this time Xia Muyao still escaped easily, and struck back again.
Now Hantong's face was a little more flustered, and he also knew that the sword move Xia Muyao avoided was not accidental.
"It's time!" Xia Muyao shouted, her sword speed suddenly accelerated. After a few rounds, Han Tong, who had won the match point, was a little afraid of his head, and was killed by Xia Muyao in a losing streak. The final score was evenly tied to "14 to 10".
The audience also saw Xia Muyao's hope of a big comeback. Every time she stabbed a sword, there would be warm applause off the court. In the cheering sound, Han Tong was lost instead.
"Why is this? Why is Han Tong who had just been so powerful, but now she can't stab Sister Xia?" Hou Ming asked in a puzzled manner.
"There are two reasons!" Yin Bai explained, "If I guessed correctly, Senior Xia had deliberately stabbed that cold pupil with a dozen swords just now. I don't believe that Senior Xia's sword skills will be stabbed ten times. The sword got nothing."
"Then why did Sister Xia do this?" Hou Ming asked puzzledly.
"I guess Senior Xia can't fight Hantong's pupil skills with the naked eye for the time being, so she uses her body to feel the opponent's sword skills. After the dozen or so swords, Hantong's swordsmanship is no longer a secret to Senior Xia." Yin Bai replied.
"There is also a second reason. Mu Yao deliberately let Hantong get the match point, which puts him on the back of the burden that he can win victory with just one sword. On the contrary, Mu Yao is on the edge of the cliff, so he is more calm. Come down." Yu Zhibo said, "This psychological tactic is also very advanced! I didn't expect this Hantong to look impeccable, but the psychological line of defense is so fragile."
"What's wrong, you can defeat me as long as you have a sword, why don't you attack?" Xia Muyao swung the sword and slashed, Han Tong could only cope with it. After a few rounds, he was actually successfully attacked by Xia Muyao. The ratio has become 14 to 12.
"Impossible, it is absolutely impossible?" Han Tong Demon muttered to himself in a daze.
"I guess you want to say, why can I avoid your attack!" Xia Muyao looked relaxed, "You still want to say why the pupil technique has lost its effectiveness to me."
"You!" Han Tong was speechless because Xia Muyao was right. Because Han Tong's proud pupil technique could not predict Xia Muyao's sword moves. "Impossible, my pupil technique can't be wrong!" Han Tong's eyes turned out to be a strange red.
"Pretend to be a god!" Xia Muyao hit Hantong again with a backhand sword. This time the score became 14 to 13, and she was only one sword short of a draw.
However, Han Tong's momentum at this time has also become abnormally weird, and even his face has a chilling smile.
"I won't be defeated!" Han Tong stabs Xia Muyao with a sword, the speed of this sword is unprecedented.
Seeing that Xia Muyao was about to be hit, she turned her mind and body tilted. Han Tong's sword just hit her right arm. This arm is not an effective part of the game.
In turn, Xia Muyao swept across with a quick blow, and the long sword swept Hantong's abdomen.
"14 to 14 draw! It seems that the victory or defeat depends on the last sword!" the host said excitedly.
"Even to catch up!" The enthusiasm of the audience was also ignited in an instant, and the cheering came one after another.
"Mu Yao, you have to come on!" The palm of Yu Zhibo who was watching the battle was also full of sweat.
"Killing a sword, don't you know that I like this kind of excitement the most!" Han Tong's whole personality also completely changed.
There was a slight chill in Xia Muyao's heart. At this moment, she suddenly discovered that the right arm she had just swung out was paralyzed for an instant.
"Could it be that the guy just hit the sword?" Xia Muyao asked secretly in her heart.
"Okay, you have already lost!" At this moment, Han Tong made a proud declaration of victory. At the same time, a cold light pierced Xia Muyao's chest, "Ghost and God sword, you are lucky enough to see my sword trick, even if If you lose, you can be regarded as a good loser."
"Sister Xia!" Even Hou Ming judged that Xia Muyao was about to be stabbed. She shouted, closing her eyes, and couldn't bear to watch Xia Muyao's defeat.