Rex slashed over with another sword, but Chris blocked it. Rex didn't give his opponent any time to breathe, and kept attacking for five consecutive seconds, making people dare not even blink. A volley slash, the momentum is amazing.
But no one thought that it was a feint, and the focus was on Chris raising his wrist to resist.
Chris was slashed in the wrist and Rex scored.
These two guys are really fighting for their lives today.
With the end of the first round, the audience present can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Why do you think that the two of them will not stop until they kill each other..." Catherine exhaled.
"I'm afraid the next round will be even more tense..." Pan also clenched his fists, "I've known Rex for more than a year, and I haven't seen him try his best like this."
The current score is a 5-5 draw, and I don't know if the next round can break the game.
When the referee signaled the game to start again, Chris, who had been sitting on the seat holding the sword, slowly came to the preparation line. He flexed his wrist and assumed the starting position.
This round, Chris's aggressiveness was even more obvious. The angle of each sword was exquisite, and the purpose was to hit the opponent. Every defense of Rex, the collision of sword and sword has a thrilling meaning. The two were at a stalemate, and neither of them scored in the first minute. From the second minute, Rex gradually mastered the rhythm, and the initiative to attack alternated between the two.
This is a battlefield without gunpowder, and every sword will break the nerves. Chris broke the deadlock with a switch, followed by a knock and then a slash. The whole process takes less than two seconds. The lights come on and Chris scores.
This didn't make Rex messed up, on the contrary, his attack mode was more complicated. Chris calmly analyzed Rex's feint, and instantly made appropriate blocks and counterattacks. After Rex leaned back to avoid his stab, Chris jumped with both legs in Italy and hit the opponent's chest violently. Shoulder.
Chris had gained a two-point advantage, Rex still looked calm, he flicked the tip of the sword with his fingers, swung an arc, and returned to the preparation line.
Lin Yifei had participated in many international competitions before his rebirth, and he knew very well that a calm opponent like Rex was the most difficult to deal with. If the opponent is in a weak position and still has a calm mind, such an opponent is also the easiest to come back. The next minute verified Lin Yifei's experience. Rex's line-changing attack was very subtle, and he tied with two points in a row.
When the inning was over, the score was still tied at 11-11.
Another minute of rest time, Lin Yifei hoped that in this minute, Chris could adjust his offensive rhythm, thinking that it is not feasible to create psychological pressure on Rex by virtue of the score advantage. The best way is to defeat him with a sword.
Chris was still sitting on the seat with his sword propped up. On the other side, Rex was carefully arranging his mask and shoelaces.
The final round finally came.
The tense momentum at the beginning was gone, and the entire arena seemed quiet.
The two swords touched each other, and Chris stabbed at each other instantly. Lin Yifei was so nervous that he almost stood up from his seat with the aura of giving up everything.
The tip of the sword crossed Rex's shoulder, which did not constitute an effective attack, but in the next move, Chris slammed on his arm without waiting for Rex to fight back. The light was on, and Chris had the right to attack. This is effectively divided.
Lin Yifei opened his mouth slightly, he thought that the two of them should be more cautious in the last round, but Chris's sword just now was no different from suicide. If the person standing opposite him was himself, Lin Yifei would definitely fight back with his sword.
Thinking of this, Lin Yifei laughed at himself. He knew Chris too well, so he was not afraid of the sudden killing intent, but Rex was different, so he was shocked by that sword.
Rex's state was adjusted quite well, and he quickly regained the initiative. He crossed forward and took a half-step long stab. After being dodged by Chris, he immediately switched sides and attacked. Chris' shoulder, Chris evades, Rex scores.
Such a tense ending Lin Yifei admitted that he did not expect to see it in the high school student league. When the last thirty seconds came, the score reached 13 to 12. Lin Yifei didn't want the game to end in a tie, otherwise he would enter overtime, adopting the principle of sudden death, which would be very risky for both Chris and Rex.
Obviously, Chris didn't want to drag the game into overtime either. The speed and change of the attack was jaw-dropping. The attack was still shifting in the first second, and there were several consecutive transposition attacks in the second second.
There was a hidden murderous intent in Rex's defense, and he almost succeeded in counterattacking several times, which made Lin Yifei break into a cold sweat.
Tens of seconds into the countdown, Lin Yifei took a breath and did not dare to exhale again. I saw Rex's sword tip slashing across Chris' shoulder, and when he was about to slash for the second time, Chris crossed the sword to block it, but Rex blocked a sideways attack on the opponent's arm. Immediately after Rex was about to stab with a sliding step, Chris's sword slashed across the opponent's sword point, slashed on Rex's shoulder with a sideways sword, and at the same time Rex's sword point also pierced into Lin Yifei's. waistline.
Both lights were on, and Lin Yifei was so nervous that his lungs throbbed.
The referee judged that the initiative was in the hands of Chris, which means that Chris narrowly beat Rex 15 to 14.
There was warm applause on the field, and Lin Yifei's breath was finally released.
Chris shakes Rex's hand.
"Remember your promise." Chris said coldly.
"I will remember how jealous you are." Rex took off his mask, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It seems that I will have to discuss with Lin more in the future, because only then can I look at him legitimately."
Lin Yifei excitedly ran down the auditorium and went to the dressing room.
After waiting for five or six minutes, Chris came slowly, holding a mask and holding a saber.
"Hey! You won! You won again!" Lin Yifei walked over with a smile, "I'm under so much pressure in the team competition in the afternoon! If I don't win, I won't be able to lift my head up in front of you!"
Chris slightly raised the corners of his lips, because only Chris and Rex participated in the finals, so there were almost no people going to and from the locker room.
When Lin Yifei came within an arm's length of Chris, Chris grabbed him and kissed him wildly.
Lin Yifei pushed him away in panic, and shouted: "You also have coconut juice in your head! How could it be here... here..."
"How about here?" Chris approached step by step, forced Lin Yifei to the wall, put one hand on Lin Yifei's ear, looked sideways into his eyes, as if he was about to kiss him again.
"Chris, I really can't see that you are so nasty." Rex shook his head and walked over, and he was greeted by Chris' cold gaze.
"Okay, okay, I lost, so I won't just look at my dear Lin." Rex walked into the locker room with his shoulders shrugged.
And at the corner of the passage, a girl leaned against the wall, her eyes wide open, as if she saw something she couldn't believe or something she had always refused to believe.
She lowered her head again and looked at the screen on her mobile phone. It was the pose of Chris hugging Lin Yifei and kissing him. It was so passionate and crazy, and the gesture that did not belong to Chris would burn people's eyes.
"You made me... Chris... you made me..."
The girl closed her eyes, tears slid down the phone screen.
Ghosn played against Coventry City that afternoon, too. Both teams are at a very high level. The opponent's last sword happened to be the opponent who competed with Rex for the second place. He lost to Rex in the morning, and the team game in the afternoon was his chance to win it back. It's a pity that Lin Yifei played too well in the previous sword. The lead of the three swords caused heavy psychological pressure on the opponent when they fought against Rex. In the first round, Ghosn led by four swords.
At the beginning of the second round, Pan played very well, but Lin Yifei suffered an unexpected cramp, losing three points in a row in that minute, and the audience was dripping with cold sweat. When his spasms passed, he charged forward, attacking with jaw-dropping momentum but not impulsiveness, and recovered the lost threes by the end of the round.
After the game, he sat back on the seat and tapped his calf lightly. A little tension still existed, but it was not as serious as before.
"Are you okay?" Rex asked before getting up.
"It's okay, don't worry."
As if to relieve Lin Yifei's pressure, Rex's attack was very active and domineering. All of a sudden, the opponent became flustered and lost points again and again. For three full minutes, Rex's pace and rhythm kept changing. The opponent was very adaptable. He not only stabilized the situation, but also waited for an opportunity to counterattack. Rex's advantage is only to maintain these three swords, and then he will be deadlocked.
At the beginning of the second game, Pan's performance was still excellent. Lin Yifei patted Rex on the shoulder when he was in the mall, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, the other party doesn't pose a threat to me yet."
Lin Yifei's opponent is a steady and steady player, with mature technology and well-planned tactics, but lacks one very important thing, that is impulsiveness. Because fencing is often an opportunity for a few tenths of a second, and this is precisely what Lin Yifei is best at. He can always disrupt the opponent's layout and control the sword to score in those slight gaps. When Rex hit the field again, they had a six-point lead.
The start of the third game was Coventry's final struggle. It was a bit hard for Pan to be tossed by the opponent's stubborn resistance, but Lin Yifei stabilized his advantage. When Rex made the last round, he widened the gap in the score, and it was clear at a glance which side the victory belonged to.
This year's Ghosn Middle School is full of glory, winning the men's single and team saber championships.
Lin Yifei, Pan and Rex hugged each other tightly. Rex, who took off his mask, winked at Lin Yifei, "Don't let go so quickly, let me hold you for a while."
Lin Yifei turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Chris standing on the sidelines with folded arms and looking at them coldly.