After that, Fang Rui played impeccably. However, the opponent was also a strong opponent. The advantage gained by the wave of Sword Determining the World and Phantom Invisible Sword was finally maintained by him until the end. When the golden "glory" logo flew out, on the screen
Barents Scalpel's health volume was impressively locked at 78%.
...Not only did it fail to expand the 28% HP advantage left by Zhou Zekai, but it also lost 6%.
Fang Rui stared blankly at the screen for a moment, then pulled out the card and stood up. When he returned to the competition seat, Ye Xiu and Yu Wenzhou had stood up to greet him. Obliquely behind Yu Wenzhou, Huang Shaotian had also stood up, with his hands on the back of the seat in front of him and leaning forward.
, looking impatient.
"The opponent's hands are very fast and his ideas are not rigid." Time was tight, and there was no time for Fang Rui to digest his emotions. He glanced in the direction of Huang Shaotian, and used his swordsman as a benchmark to compare and contrast.
Understand your thoughts and quickly state:
"The operation is very delicate, but it is not pure enough, and some places are a bit redundant. At present, it seems that it is better to just attack it forcefully."
For example, the Blade Storm after the 14th sword of the Phantom Invisible Sword must be used with the Sword Shadow Step. If not, he would not have found a chance to use that steel and iron bone to fight the opponent head-on.
He needs to be beaten hard again.
Time was running out, so Fang Rui did not explain these words in detail - there was no need to elaborate. With Huang Shaotian in the team, this great expert known as the Sword Master, there was no reason why he could see less than he did.
"What do you think, Shaotian?"
As expected, Yu Wenzhou turned around to consult. Huang Shaotian nodded and agreed with Fang Rui's idea:
"The opponent's fighting ideas basically rely on on-the-spot reaction, rather than digging holes in advance. He is very confident in his hand speed and operation - maybe overconfident. It is recommended to directly fight for operation."
I see the same thing.
Ye Xiu and Yu Wenzhou exchanged glances while listening. After hearing this, they nodded to each other.
Zhang Xinjie flipped through the information in his hands, while Xiao Shiqin lowered his head and brushed his notes. On either side, Wang Jiexi and Zhang Jiale leaned forward slightly and listened. As for Sun Xiang, he simply walked around from the second row of seats.
"In that case——"
As usual, most of the decisions made after the discussion would be made by Ye Xiu. The leader turned around and looked around. Meeting his gaze, Zhang Jiale and Wang Jiexi both relaxed and leaned back, nodding lightly in turn.
——This swordsman is not difficult to deal with. Of course I have confidence when I go on stage, but I don’t have any eagerness to face him.
Ye Xiu saw the subtext in the expressions of the two people and looked at Sun Xiang again. Sun Xiang, on the other hand, snorted lightly and raised his chin high.
Fighting operation?
Who is Brother Xiang afraid of?
emmmmm... Copper broom vs. iron pot, needle tip vs. wheat awn, two young players who don't like digging holes and playing tricks directly compete with each other... It's just right for Sun Xiang to play.
"Next up, Sun Xiang."
Ye Xiu concluded his speech. After speaking, he turned around and was about to slump down on his seat. Before he could sit down, there was a bang on the chair and Yu Wenzhou threw a pen around, spinning around.
"Leader..." Yu Wenzhou rolled up the notebook in his hand into a paper tube, tapped his palms, and said in a matter-of-fact tone: "...go do something."
"Isn't it?" Ye Xiu was shocked. It's just to report the players, are your legs broken?
However, no one bought this gesture. From Zhang Xinjie to Xiao Shiqin, everyone just looked at him with a smile. Yu Wenzhou was the most outrageous. He had already raised the paper tube in his hand and pointed it straight at the referee's seat:
"...You might as well be of some use, right?"
"..."
Ye Xiu walked to the referee's table in despair. What was he trying to do? Are you forcing him to increase his step count? Glory players don't use their feet when playing games. So what if his move count reaches the top of the circle of friends...
To be honest, he takes thousands of steps every time he goes on the field to report the players...
Complaints are complaints, after all, the reporting process only takes a few minutes. Ye Xiu turned back for a moment, and the names of the players and characters were already printed on the big screen. After a while, the lights in the venue dimmed and the holographic projection fell.
One Autumn Leaf is in the east, and Barents' scalpel is in the west. Under the control of the master, the two characters made exactly the same move - without even taking a look at the tactical position, they went straight to the middle and collided suddenly.
Simple and crude.
The sword was light and the spear was heavy. Amidst the clattering sound of each other, the backrest and armrests of the seats in front of the altar, as well as the iron chair legs nailed to the ground, were all pulled out of the ground and flying all over the sky.
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Sun Xiang was not distracted. His fingertips were clicking and typing on the keyboard, making a dense sound. What he saw and heard in his eyes and ears was the opponent's body movements and the cold light of the sword. He could not even imagine what his own operations could achieve.
To what extent, whether perfect control can be achieved, I didn’t even think about it——
"If you stop, you will definitely lose. If you don't stop, you may lose." Yesterday morning, when talking about the battle with the Swedish Summoner, when the match point was broken at the end of the combo, Ye Xiu once commented like this:
"There are still risks, so at least choose one with a smaller chance."
"But what if I can't control it well?"
"You are overthinking. First of all, in that situation, not many people can catch your flaw. If you really encounter someone who can catch it -" Ye Xiu's answer was unceremonious:
"A fighter's will is constant, it's the same."
So Sun Xiang stopped thinking about it. He stared at the screen with all his attention, pushing his attention and hand speed to the limit at the same time. The other party's thoughts? intentions? operating habits? That kind of thing, just leave it to your intuition!
The two of them attacked each other with attack, not giving an inch. Their hands were fast, their operations were accurate, their spears and swords met, they were evenly matched. Different from the previous detours, tests, and digging holes to set up ambushes, in this battle, One Autumn Leaf rushed to attack.
, Barents scalpel also rushes to attack. Many times, we would rather exchange blood for blood, but also fight to get the upper hand!
"This is really..." The scene was so intense that Li Yibo couldn't find the words to say: "A very old-fashioned battle..."
It is also very suitable for Sun Xiang's style of play. The various colors of the holographic projection flowed and changed. Ye Xiu looked up at the flying spear in One Autumn Leaf's hand and smiled softly.
In terms of operation alone, Sun Xiang has already reached the level of a great master in the eighth season. If he wants to take another step forward, in addition to comprehensive reinforcement of awareness, tactics, psychology, etc., what Sun Xiang needs more is to find a method that suits him.
road.
As it is now, that's good.
The blood volume of both sides decreased alternately at the same speed. After 5 minutes, Barents' scalpel fell, and One Autumn Leaf's remaining blood volume was 25%.
75% of one's health is exchanged for 78% of the opponent's health. Sun Xiang and the Russian swordsman are evenly matched.
On the opposite side of the field, at the contestants' table far away from the Chinese side, another contestant stood up and entered with a solemn expression.
The subtitles scrolled continuously on the big screen. After flipping through it several times, the earthworm-like twists and turns of foreign characters finally turned into familiar Chinese.