Michaelson insisted on his opinion and once again elaborated on his design concept: a sword is a thing worn on the body, and it is very suitable for playing music. When it is hung around the waist, the trigger position is just right so that it can be opened easily.
Twist the ring at the end of the hilt.
Therefore, he believes that adding this function is not useless, and it will not affect the normal operation of other functions. If you don't like this function, just don't turn it on. If someone likes it, this can bring them new customers.
After listening to this, Ren still didn't understand "why a sword should be able to listen to music", but Michaelson's reason seemed to be right. He couldn't help but wonder if he had been wearing armor for a long time and often saw the scene after changing the perspective.
, even the thinking is a bit outdated?
Since I don’t want to argue too much, I won’t say any more.
After the demonstration, the competition officially began.
Renne was invited to the judges' table, with McGerson and Kenny sitting on the left and right. McGerson tried to continue to make Renn understand how reasonable his design was. Renn just nodded: "Yes, yes, you say
All are correct.”
His attention is all on the game on the field. It must be said that the visual transformation of the armor is very effective at this time. The game on the field has the feeling of a classical duel.
And because there are not many people participating, there are only about twenty people in total, most of them are of similar strength, and they are probably too weak or too strong to participate in this kind of competition.
This actually made the game more exciting. The swordsmen were coming and going, and Ren was watching with great interest.
Although he is a judge, he is silently studying some of the skills of the contestants. After all, they specialize in sword training, and he... well, he is a berserker.
He also saw the man who bribed the gatekeeper to come in before him, but was eliminated in the first round and cursed when he left.
This did not affect the progress of the game. With a limited number of people, it quickly entered the final stage. Two sword masters will compete. Rennes also had an impression of their previous game. He felt that he had gained a lot and wanted to find someone.
I'll give it a try, but unfortunately I haven't met anyone who can insist on fighting him at close range so far, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet him in the future.
The two contestants repaired themselves, and the finals soon began.
What surprised Renn was that he originally thought it would be a close contest, but it ended in less than half a minute.
The reason is that one of the players used his own offensive skills to attack from different directions, tricking the opponent into habitually blocking in the way he wanted. Four clicks to the left and three to the right successfully triggered the music on the hilt of the sword.
His opponent was distracted by the music that suddenly came from his hand, had a flaw, was caught off guard, and lost the game.
The loser was very unconvinced. He felt that the loss was not due to him and was not allowed to announce the result: "Your competition requires that you must use your sword, but now I lost the competition because of your sword. I don't think this is right."
Fair enough, I ask for a rematch."
Michaelson's face was ugly. Knowing that this matter was somewhat unreasonable, he could only bite the bullet and said: "There is no reason for a rematch. Avoiding various interferences in battle is also a necessary ability. You have indeed lost on this point."
The loser threw down the sword in his hand angrily: "But this is a problem with your sword! Forget other interferences, who would have thought that his weapon would suddenly make a sound? You must give me an explanation."
But the winner was unwilling to rematch. He thought of this move after seeing the previous demonstration and held it back until the finals. How could he agree to a rematch now that he has won the championship? And he felt that the battle itself was a process of finding the opponent's flaws.
, I won fair and square, why should I rematch?
"If you lose, you lose. If you can be guided by me to perform the designated block, it means you are not as good as me."
"Be opportunistic and fight again if you can! You fight again and see if you can deceive me!" After the loser rebutted his opponent, he said to McGregorson: "If we compete again, I won't use this sword, and I won't use it either.
For your own, just use your old one."
"No!" McGerson said he would not agree to anything. He did all this just to promote the new sword. If he agreed to change it, wouldn't it mean that the new sword is not as good as the old sword? Then who would buy it in the future?
He gave the other party a step down, trying to put the matter over: "If you still have objections, we can discuss it later. Now please don't hinder the holding of the competition."
Of course the loser refused: "Why do we have to discuss it after the fact? There is something wrong with your sword, as the armor geeks were saying just now!"
Seeing that he was mentioned, Ren looked at the sky and whistled.
The tune is the one in the sword just now.
Although the expression cannot be seen, anyone can hear the whistle in the whistle.
Moreover, the whistle that was out of tune and looped for a short period of time became more and more annoying. The loser felt that the armored weirdo was not willing to speak at this time, and he was laughing at himself by blowing the whistle that led to his defeat. Michaelson felt that
The armored weirdo is clearly in a weird mood.
The whistle was blowing and the fire was rising on both sides, and they were arguing and almost started to fight.
Michaelson's mentality is getting worse and worse. Because of the armored monster, the whole world is watching. If something like this happens, how can he continue to do business in the future if he can't put an end to it?
He almost agreed to a rematch, but when McGregor relented, the winner was not happy anymore. The two of them argued back and forth, which made him feel dizzy.
Ren had enough of watching the commotion on the sidelines, thinking that after this, Michaelson should also learn a lesson about how stupid the function he did was, so he planned to help him out, just as compensation for breaking the sword.
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He coughed lightly to attract everyone's attention, then stood up from his seat and moved his body: "I have a suggestion, I wonder if you are willing to listen to it?"
Michaelson was a little hesitant, not knowing what kind of work the armored monster would do, but now he could only listen and watch.
"Sir, please tell me."
Renn shook his arms and moved his shoulders: "Originally, I planned to participate in this competition, but you said it was not suitable. Now that the two of you are not satisfied with the result of the competition, let's fight with me separately. Whoever wins is me.
You are the winner. If you lose, you will be tied for second place. But I don’t want the reward for the first place, so you give two and give both to the second place, okay?”
Finally, I talked to Michaelson.
And Michaelson also understood it. The two contestants were competing for, first, the ranking, and the second, the reward. Now let the armored weirdo participate, and he was firmly in the first place, while the other two were ranked second, and they didn't dare to refuse.
.Excluding the armor geeks, it’s okay to say you’re number one. Plus, I’ve received all the rewards for being number one, so I have nothing to say if I have any complaints.
Even if they are really dissatisfied with this arrangement, they are only targeting the armored weirdos. Do they dare to speak out?
Michaelson was very grateful and nodded quickly: "No problem, just follow your instructions."
So Renn looked at the two contestants: "What about you?"
These two people really wanted to say that it was against the rules for you to suddenly participate in the competition, but they didn't dare to say it in person, and the result was barely acceptable, so they both nodded.
And in the subsequent competition with Rennes, both of them simply admitted defeat and finished tied for second place.
After the game, McGerson wanted to find Lane to thank him, but found that he had disappeared. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful:
"Hey, what a pity. Originally, the reward for the first place was a sword that I treasured. Now the two second places want to get the reward for the first place. They just thought of giving them bonuses of the same value. That sword is just
To the armored geek. I didn’t expect him to leave so quickly. He’s such a good person.”