Chapter 12 Ye Xiu, the ultimate explosion! (Aid Qin Wan
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang -"
The sound of rapid beatings exploded in the center of the venue.
The umbrella shield was folded as soon as it opened. The umbrella surface turned upside down, the umbrella ribs folded backwards, and the yellow sand slipped from the gap in the umbrella surface. At the same time, a light and fast dragon's tooth was already thrown towards the light thunderstorm.
This move needs to be as fast as it needs to be. The umbrella shield and the fist are almost touching each other. With the Thousand Machine Umbrella deformed, there is no need to move forward. The tip of the spear is cold and gleaming, and it is already less than half a foot away from the boxer's chest.
The crisis was imminent. However, he ignored the light thunder and showers and threw the sand with his right palm, and then swung his left fist diagonally from bottom to top!
There was a bang, and the clenched fist hit the tip of the spear. The Qianji Umbrella was knocked crooked, and the general's neck was thrust out diagonally against the light thunderstorm, but failed to achieve any success.
Immediately afterwards, a light thunderstorm flew up, and Jun Moxiao retreated with the Thousand Planes Umbrella in his hand. He drew out the sword from the handle of the umbrella and slashed the air with the light of his sword -
It seems like drawing a sword to cut? Sword type? Then, next, what form, what occupation, what skills?
And how should he respond?
Light thunderstorms, fist pumping!
Jin Taixi had no time to think about what moves the opponent would make. What shape the Thousand Machine Umbrella would take, which career system it would be in, what skills it would produce, low-level skills or high-level crafting skills... He didn't think about anything.
At this moment, he just used his whole heart and mind to play all the skills of Light Thunder and Storm.
High flying kick, front kick, punch, eagle step, crashing fist, high kick... cloud palm, back throw, throw, catch, uppercut, knee attack...
All low-level skills with short CDs, skills that had not been used in the round of close combat, or skills that had cooled down, whether owned by boxers or other fighting professions, were all thrown out with all their might.
Go out, no matter the cost.
Fists, kicks, elbows, knees. At the same time, two or even three skills, up, down, left and right, attacking from all possible directions. If CD can keep up, use skills. If CD can't keep up, use normal attacks to make up for it.
If you can't judge the opponent's intention, then use the most intensive attack instead of defense. If you can block it, just parry the attack. If you can't block it, at least let the same intensity of damage fall on the Sanren!
Move, move, move again!
The choice of skills is not unexpected, and the direction and angle of the attack are far from strange. However, it is too fast and too tough——
"You are young." Lin Jingyan sighed softly.
As a veteran who debuted in the second season, he fought beside Han Wenqing for two seasons, and was troubled by age and decline in form along with the boxing king. He could clearly see Kim Tae Hee's thoughts at a glance.
When playing against Sanren, you must not fall into the ever-changing quagmire. It is best to be able to pull him into your own rhythm and suppress him with a tough burst. ——In the playoffs of Season 10,
This is also the play style they selected after repeated research.
For this reason, they even chose a picture of the arena for Tyranny's home field that was completely devoid of any tricks.
It is a pity that Han Wenqing, who debuted in the first season, no longer has the physical strength and reaction speed to carry out such a high-intensity explosion. The player on the Korean team is only 22 years old this year.
"This is the rhythm." Beside him, Sun Zheping murmured and remained silent. At this moment, the two sides were fighting for nothing more than a matter of rhythm. In this wave of battle, whoever can pull the other party into his own rhythm will win.
Three more points to win.
From this point of view, Kim Tae Hee's thinking in this round of head-on attack is not inaccurate.
It's just that we need to have a quick head-on confrontation with Sanren...
That was Ye Xiu, who persisted for several minutes with 510apm, and reached 764apm at his ultimate hand speed. What was his reaction to the fight?
Thinking of the records Ye Xiu had set, no one from Zhou Zekai to Wang Jiexi to Yu Wenzhou felt nervous. On the contrary, Su Mucheng, who was sitting at the left end of the first row, stared at the screen and slightly raised her beautiful eyebrows.
Fighting him head-on like this will make him very tired...
Su Mucheng always remembered the match between Ye Xiu and Tang Hao in the eighteenth round of Season 10. After that one-on-one match, even Ye Xiu really showed signs of fatigue.
Not to mention, that time in the tenth season playoffs at Tyranny's home court. First against Lin Jingyan, and then against Zhang Jiale, after two high-intensity head-on blows, even Chen Guo could see the fatigue behind Ye Xiu's smile.
It's crystal clear.
The arena competition has always been a battle, not a one-person battle...
Fortunately, Ye Xiu only plays in the arena competition. If he does not play in the team competition, he should have sufficient rest time to recuperate his energy. Only one game at a time, even two individual games, will not be a burden on him...
Su Mucheng thought this, feeling a little reassured and a little sad for Ye Xiu.
If he hadn't already announced his retirement, and if it wasn't that it was really difficult for him to get along with his teammates, with Ye Xiu's character, how could he not strive for the maximum opportunity to play and shoulder the heaviest burden?
Even if the factor of responsibility is put aside, how much Ye Xiu loves glory, and how much he enjoys such a high-level battle...
The boxing masters are attacking, and the Sanren are also attacking. The Qianji Umbrella is ever-changing, including slashing with knives, slashing with swords, thrusting with spears, blocking with shields, blocking and knocking, all of which are available. Soon, the situation is changing bit by bit.
Lord Grim's direction tilted.
In martial arts, only speed is the only thing that cannot be broken. At this point in the fight, both sides are almost attacking based on intuition. By this time, whatever tactics and predictions have been combined with experience, consciousness, and instincts that have been tempered for thousands of times.
, even before his eyes could clearly see the opponent's moves, his hands were already operating quickly——
Boxing masters are fast, and so are the Sanren. The Kung Fu masters attack intensively, and the Sanren's attacks, in addition to the intensity, include countless clever changes. Ye Xiu is extremely familiar with the Kung Fu masters, but Kim Tai Hee is very familiar with the Sanren...
Based on intuition alone, if Ye Xiu can guess 70% of the opponent's moves, then if Jin Taixi can guess 30%, it is already a good fortune.
The two figures intertwined at high speed. Audiences with poor dynamic vision could no longer clearly see their exchanges of offense and defense. They could only stare at the health bar displayed at the top of the big screen——
Fall, fall, fall, fall again! The health of both sides dropped rapidly alternately. After the previous Falling Flower Palm, holding the gun and a round of blood increase, when the battle resumed, Lord Grim's health was lower than that of Light Thunder Shower.
8% - 6%, 5%, 3%, 1% - equal!
Lord Grim's health volume is 18%, Light Thunder Shower's health volume is 18%!
boom!
In the stands, cheers erupted from behind the Chinese team's players' seats.
It was obviously just a tie, it was obvious that the health of both sides had dropped below 20%, it was obvious that a miss, or even a big move after the boxer's cd ended, could bring the situation back, but the Chinese audience present cheered as if they had already seen it.