Arknights is too real, right?

The entire swordsmanship competition has finally reached the final step, and the hard work of so many days is finally coming to fruition.

In the afternoon, it was the semi-final between Xia Feng and Tailin. In a sense, it was also the final that belonged to him alone.

The match was held at 2 pm. This was the rest time specially reserved for Xia Feng by the organizer for the sake of fairness. He was not injured in the last match with Brother Zhu, so this time was enough for him to recover his strength.

At noon, Xia Feng did not go to the restaurant for lunch. He kept sitting in the rest area and thinking seriously.

How can he defeat Tai Lin?

To be honest, no matter in terms of swordsmanship level, actual combat experience, move expertise, or identity and background, he is a step behind Tailin. The most disgusting thing is that his company commander is not as handsome as anyone else.

If this was a blind date competition, then he would definitely lose. If it were a swordsmanship competition, the result would not be much better.

He has only learned Beiqiu Liyu's introductory moves now. This kind of sword technique is not very tricky. It mainly uses high precision, speed, accuracy and stability to prevent the opponent from reacting.

Against average masters, this trick is definitely simple and crude, but the limit of this level is Brother Zhuzi, and for masters above that, it is not so easy to use.

Tailin is the younger brother of the leader of the Tyreg Army of the [Imperial Sword], which means that Tailin also has the blood of the Roland family. Not to mention his talent, just the training he has experienced since childhood is destined to be called a pervert.

"kindness"

Xia Feng touched his chin, his eyebrows twisted together in worry.

Everyone at Black Feather has watched all the way, and they also know that this game is definitely not optimistic.

Xiao Yunye stood behind Xia Feng and suggested.

"Xia Feng, your opponent is good at leaping into the air and drawing swords. If you want to win, you must suppress his jump. If you are led into his attacking rhythm, you will always be passive."

He understood what Mr. Xiao said. Just like in the previous match between Tailin and Peter, from the time Tailin performed that volley sword technique until the end, Peter did not turn over.

"Master Xiao, how can I suppress it?"

Xiao Yunye hesitated to speak, and finally could only sigh.

"The Qingyun Sect's Twelve Sword Skills have special restraint moves. Unfortunately, my time was limited and I couldn't teach you."

The moves restrain each other, but this kind of restraint is not the key to victory. To put it bluntly, the moves are dead, but the person is alive. Even if Mr. Xiao taught him it, he may not be able to suppress it if he is not good at learning. Taryn.

"Master Xiao, it doesn't matter. I'll think of a way."

At this time, Hong Dao sat next to him and said.

"I have an idea."

Xia Feng turned his head and looked at him.

"any solution?"

Hong Dao lowered his voice.

"Based on my experience, you are no match for Tailin. If you want to win, you can only let me do it. I will pretend to be you and take the field for you."

Xia Feng raised his eyebrows uncertainly.

"Can you beat Tai Lin?"

"I'm not 100% sure, but his volley sword technique doesn't seem to have any power at all to me."

Think about it for a moment, Hong Dao's method is full of loopholes. Neither the audience nor the referee are blind. Let's not say whether they will be discovered. If Hong Dao is used, the identity of the infected person may be exposed in the process. After all, Hong Dao's knife Dharma is integrated with Source Stone skills.

"No, I have to do it myself."

I didn't come up with any solution after thinking about it for the whole afternoon. Of course, this is not a math problem. It depends on your strength. In a real duel between masters, it is too difficult to take advantage of the loopholes.

But there was nothing he could do about it, everything he could have done had been done. Everyone in Kuroba helped him eliminate his opponents all the way, and Franka was even injured for this.

If you really can't beat him, you can only give up the championship, or at worst, become a noble.

Although he may be a little unwilling to do so, after all, if he can't beat him, he just can't beat him. Of course, that's not to say that Xia Feng is pessimistic. At this time, he can only calm down.

Losing is completely normal, but what if you win?

2pm.

The game started on time.

Although yesterday's tragic death in the ring caused a psychological shadow to the audience, the atmosphere in the afternoon was still very heated in order to watch Tailin's match. After all, he is the biological brother of [Imperial Sword].

Before taking the stage, Xia Feng made a strange request to Xiao Yunye.

"Master Xiao, can you lend me your sword?"

Mr. Xiao was a little confused.

"My sword? There is nothing special about my sword, and its length and weight are also different from yours. You may not be used to it."

"It doesn't matter."

Now that Xia Feng said it, Xiao Yunye would naturally not refuse his request.

"Okay, take it."

The Shenyue Sword remained in Master Xiao's hand, and Xia Feng took the Qingyun Sword and stepped onto the ring.

On the ring, Tailin stood up early, and Xia Feng looked at him after he came on stage.

Tailin's appearance is very similar to that of his brother. He has handsome and angular features and is wearing a standard tight-fitting combat uniform.

This guy's appearance gave people a sense of uprightness and seriousness, but his eyes were not as upright as his brother's. Xia Feng had already seen from Peter's previous game that Tailin was doing something dirty.

After Xia Feng stood still, Tailin glanced at the sword in his hand and said in a calm voice.

"Didn't you use a sword before? Why, are you hiding your strength? In fact, you are better at using a sword?"

Xia Feng moved his body.

"I don't have a deep understanding of swords. It's the same with swords and swords."

"Ah."

Tailin snorted lightly. Although he didn't show it too obviously, contempt flashed in his eyes.

Of course, Tailin does have the capital to be contemptuous. In the eyes of the audience, the organizers, and even Xia Feng himself, Tailin's chance of winning this game is at least 80%.

Because it has been introduced in detail before, after the two were ready, Mullenleg did not say too much nonsense. The referee received the signal and directly raised his hand.

"Boom!"

The gong rings, and the only semi-final of this swordsmanship competition begins!

After the game started, Xia Feng raised his sword cautiously. He knew that Tailin's offensive would be like a gust of wind as soon as it started, so he had to withstand the pressure.

Xia Feng was ready to fight, but for some reason, Tai Lin on the opposite side did not move.

Tailin looked straight into Xia Feng's eyes and spoke in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them.

"Don't worry, this competition is too boring. I'm tired of performing for these stupid audiences. Let's do this. Before we start, I can give you a chance to admit defeat. Don't draw your sword. I can allow you to admit defeat directly. ."

Hearing Tailin's words, Xia Feng narrowed his eyes.

"Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? Why should I admit defeat without starting a fight?"

Xia Feng's answer seemed to be expected by Tai Lin. He raised the corners of his mouth with a hint of amusement on his expression.

"Your name is Xia Feng, right? In fact, I know who you are. I will only say this once. As long as you draw your sword, there will be no chance to admit defeat."

Today I will be a four-shift beast.