"Both of them can be sure that the other party is an opponent who has practiced martial arts to an extremely high level. They can read the other party's next move, and they are sure that the other party will not be fooled by tricks such as fake moves or fake flaws. So the two parties can only
Forced to slow down tacitly, put more energy and brainpower into pre-reading and responding to the opponent's movements, hoping to read one step more than the opponent, even just one step!"
"This is also the reason why Takemoto Jiu'an gave up the red state of strengthening his physical fitness! In a duel of this quality, the advantage that is not outstanding in physical fitness is not even ranked among the factors that affect the outcome.
Top three! It’s better to keep your physical strength and energy in pre-reading.”
The weird fighting on the field continues.
But everyone watching here will no longer regard it as a "fake match" or "fake fight" or other impure things!
This battle is the most frightening showdown since this fist fight!
Pre-read, cope, pre-read, cope.
One step, ten steps, twenty steps.
Just thinking about the details, even Kinda Sueyoshi, who is also good at anticipating opponents, can't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and feel his brain go numb.
Just like a chess game, the artificially lengthened interval between moves results in doubled thinking time.
And to what extent will the two martial arts masters who have mastered preemption and can judge the enemy's intentions in an instant extend their pre-reading in this extended period of time?
Not only are ordinary people unable to judge, but even those who are combatants cannot explain it.
No...even Baitang Jing, who already possesses two kinds of extraordinary energy, can't judge.
Because this is not a superficial problem that can be solved by simply increasing output.
This is a synthesis of the way of thinking, observation and decision-making that is achieved after a long period of martial arts practice and understanding.
Today's Baitang mirror is far from reaching this level.
After such an intense mental battle, Kuroki Gensai, who was still in his prime, remained unfazed.
This man, who has gone through countless hellish practices, has honed his body to a endurance that is almost beyond human imagination.
But Takemoto Jiu'an, whose veins were exposed and his head was crawling, was not only exhaling hot white smoke in his breath, but even the air above his white hair was distorted by heat.
"That old guy can't hold it anymore." The skinny Wu Huiliyang suddenly said in the audience.
"What a pity. I still want to see that monster-like guy from the beginning can still maintain his dominance after getting old." Beside the leader of the Wu clan, the old man, who was playing with the white hair from his head to his heels, was
Lying on the seat with your head down.
"After all, we are just human beings. How can we not age?" A handsome old man with the same hairstyle as Yu Lei Ling in the competition said with a stern face.
But even though he said this, he still couldn't help but remember it in his heart.
The old man on the field, in his prime, only used one hand and sleeve, with a bored look on his face, and defeated his own [Lei Xin Liu].
And even such a man will fall at the hands of his descendants?
"Bang-"
A sound that was insignificant compared to the sounds of physical blows in all previous matches came out.
But it woke up all the people attracted by this profound battle.
The ferocious-looking Takemoto Kuan was unable to dodge, but was hit in the upper arm by Kuroki Gensai's quick kick.
Staggering back, although the follow-up countermeasures were quickly followed, from this time on, more and more blows were being dealt.
"The disadvantage is highlighted...the defeat is certain." Faced with the teacher's slight decline at this time, Bai Tangjing said matter-of-factly.
In a battle of this level, both sides will maximize their pre-reading abilities.
With each move, the future possibilities increase exponentially based on the opponent's behavioral habits and coping strategies.
The failure of one move means a large-scale fall behind in the field of pre-reading, and the possibility of recovering it is slim.
The old body is red, swollen, bruised, and even bleeding...
[Hajiang's Spirit Subduing] mainly improves brain activity, so Takemoto Jiu'an's ability to resist blows is the same as usual.
And an old man in his nineties, who could sustain himself for so long under Kuroki Genzai's merciless blows, inevitably reached his limit at this time.
"Bang-"
After a smooth forward punch hit his chest and abdomen, the veins that covered his head subsided after a period of uncontrollable violent breathing.
"bass!"
The [Magic Spear], which penetrated the air like a sharp weapon, also hovered in front of the old man's eyes at the same time.
"It seems that you did not wait for the 'right' moment, Takemoto-dono," the black bear-like man retracted his arm, lowered his head slightly, and made a gesture similar to the one after a sparring session in karate.
"Concession."
There were beads of sweat on his face, neck, and even his outstretched arms.
Although compared to the old man who was dripping with blood, he seemed quite wealthy.
But in fact, it takes a lot of mental and physical energy, let alone only one day of rest during the race.
Even if you don't take action until the end of Quan Yuan's life-threatening schedule, you may not be able to fully recover.
The old man, who had blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, eyes, nostrils and even ears due to excessive mental exertion, spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.
But after gasping for breath, he burst into laughter.
"Ha, haha! You kid is really awesome! Have fun! Have fun!"
After laughing, the old man looked at Kuroki Gensai with emotion.
"Kai Wan Ryu... Wei Wan Ryu really has a good successor. If only I could be ten years younger..." As he said that, the old man smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"When people get old, they always say these weak words. Among martial artists, if you lose, you lose. There are so many reasons!
Young man, raise your head! You won without any doubt! I just can't see the teachings of the legendary Poseidon, so I'm a little sorry."
Kuroki Gensai, who was called "young man", had been standing respectfully in front of the old man since he stood up with his fists closed.
It wasn't until the old man's voice fell that he raised his head.
Only then did the stern face lift again.
On that hairy face, the embarrassment and apology of the senior were not defeated.
——But of course!
What I respect is your strength and character, but the victory of a warrior is when the winner stands and the loser lies down.
I am better than you now, so "winning" is a matter of course.
The old man, who was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, was startled at first when he saw this situation.
Then it turns into a hearty laugh!
"That's it! That's it fucking!"
"Stand when you win! Kneel when you lose! To a martial artist, anything other than this sentence is all nonsense! What a boy, what a boy!"
"but......"
The look of cherishing the younger generation and admiring talents gradually faded away in the eyes of the old people.
What replaced it was a terrifying and ferocious smile like a man-eating beast!
The old man raised his head and looked diagonally upward at Baitangjing, who was standing close to the fence of the arena, and shouted in a high-pitched voice that could be heard by the whole audience.
"My old master was defeated, so as a disciple, there should be no reason to stand by and watch, right?"
The boy's eyes were hidden under a flat mirror, and the mirror surface was illuminated white by the lights of the arena.
But in the arena, everyone who saw him through the camera broadcast had the same thought.
——Those eyes are smiling!
The young man stood by the fence, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people in the arena, and bowed slightly to the master on the sand below and said.
"It's natural to save face for the defeated master. Besides..."
The young man raised his body and turned his gaze to Kuroki Genzai.
"I am also very curious about the teachings of the so-called 'Poseidon'."