Cold weapons are a man's romance

"Look at the move! Sky Edge Slash!"

As soon as the referee announced the start of the game, August rushed forward shouting the name of the nirvana like the protagonist of an animation.

Earth-shattering laughter broke out in the stands, Alisa laughed so much that she slid off her seat, slumped on the ground and beat the chair wildly.Her daughter looked at the arena with suspicious eyes, and her little mind was full of doubts about fighting: Is this really a serious sports event?Isn't it a pre-programmed comedy show?

If other swordsmen knew that August's performance left such a bad impression on the little girl who watched the game for the first time, and even questioned the whole fighting sport, they might be angry and crowdfunded to kill the king.

Raya couldn't help laughing under the mask.Fortunately, there was a mask to cover it, otherwise the referee might have given him a yellow card for mocking his opponent and being unsportsmanlike.That would be too wronged, and I really can't blame him for it!If someone can face the little prince in the sky and play the whole game with a serious attitude, then that person can definitely be called a hero!

As soon as he raised his hand, he blocked August's attack.The nimble footwork of the Carranza style and the requirements for using the blade accurate to the centimeter allow him to deal with the reckless little emperor with ease.

Everyone in the world thinks that Carranza's swordsmanship has gone mad on the road of mathematical analysis, and has come up with a lot of complicated theories that are neither necessary nor practical.Well, mortals are superficial.Mathematics is the foundation of logic, the knowledge to analyze the world, and the key to open the door to truth.If Kepler could use mathematics to calculate the stars and the universe, why couldn't Carranza use mathematics to calculate the laws of motion of the human body?

Only clumsy people who don't understand mathematics would sneer at Carranza's swordsmanship.Just sour grapes.What they can't learn is of course bad.Learning mathematics requires talent, and Raya is very different from them.He was already an expert in mathematics before he came into contact with soldiers.When he read the literature left by Master Carranza, what he saw was not obscure geometric figures and complicated symbolic formulas, but a brand new world - so orderly, so logical, as if It was created by God according to irreversible rules.If God has a profession, then he must be a mathematician!

Raya is fascinated by the beauty of mathematics, and she is also intoxicated by the beauty of Carranza's swordsmanship.Whether it was the era of Carranza or the era of Raya, they defeated countless enemies with this beautiful weapon, and made countless arrogant mortals fall under this amazing aesthetics.It's a pity that Laya is not the kind of person who likes to show off like August, otherwise he will definitely shout: Spanish swordsmanship is the best in the world!If you don't accept it, let's fight!

Everything can be calculated.If you can't calculate it, it's just that you haven't found the right method.The only opponent Laya has failed to defeat so far is "Caesar of the Sword" Cesar, but that's not because he miscalculated or couldn't calculate, but because his brain predicted it, but his body couldn't keep up with the brain's instructions.His theory is completely correct, that his body is too weak. After all, he became a monk halfway, and he is incomparable with professionals who have been engaged in sports since childhood.It's like a great scientist who can calculate the distance of stars, but can't pass NASA's physical fitness test and can't get on the International Space Station.

But August is much easier to deal with.According to Raya's calculations, he could easily defeat the mighty little emperor (his behavior trajectory is too easy to speculate), and then face Roman, the apprentice of Caesar of the Sword, in the quarter-finals.That guy is the person with "excellent physical fitness" that Laya fears the most. Their reflexes beyond ordinary people are enough to resist most attacks.Laya thinks he is not an opponent of retired athletes. His goal is only to defeat August and enter the quarterfinals.

It's a pity that I didn't end Edward Blackson myself.Raya did not have the intractable resentment towards Edward that his Danish and Italian friends had.His life has nothing to do with that naughty and rude kid.After Edward retired from the field of fighting, Laya came into contact with the "supreme aesthetics" - Carranza swordsmanship.He had only heard two or three things about Edward from his friends.

In his flawless logical world, Edward is the result of a mistake, a stain that shouldn't be there, a human-induced bug.Someone has to erase him.The world needs to keep running perfectly, with no room for error.If Laya hadn't met Roman in advance, he might have fought to the end. Unfortunately, he couldn't predict the result of the draw.The probability of drawing lots can be calculated, but in his world, only one of all possibilities can happen.

August has slashed his hand with the horizon three times in a row.Has he not discovered his weakness at all, or is he planning to just go all the way to the dark?Raya thought.Although the little emperor scored some points by counterattacking, Laya is still far ahead. The current score is 6:2. He only needs to score another 4 points, or last for 80 seconds, and he will be the winner.

At the beginning of the fourth confrontation, August, as always, yelled "Look at my sky cut" and rushed up.Raya didn't even bother to judge his posture anymore.He has resisted him three times in the same way, and the fourth time he almost formed a conditioned reflex.

Then--

The unexpected happened.

When August rushed in front of him, the blade suddenly turned, switching from the roof pose to the bull pose, and pierced Raya's face.

——Calculation results...are biased.

The steel sword was like a broken bamboo, piercing into Laya's flawless world.

***

"That's August's tactic."

Cesar stroked his chin, his face couldn't stop his complacency.

"Everyone thought that he could only use one move to cut the sky. Under this kind of thinking inertia, as long as he uses other moves, he can catch his opponent by surprise."

Not only that, but when the ruse succeeds for the first time, the opponent faces a serious dilemma: what will be his next attack?Is it the roaring Skyrim Slash as always?Or something else?How will he do it?

This kind of problem should not bother a good swordsman, because any opponent may use all kinds of strange moves.But it was different for August's opponents.The little emperor who had been stamped "knowing nothing but Tianbian Slash" by everyone suddenly developed other moves and could use them with ease. This alone can cast a huge shadow on the opponent's heart: he is Isn't there something else?Was his earlier clumsiness and exaggeration just a light-hearted disguise?How unfathomable is his strength?

“You never know if he’s going to use Skyrim or not until he makes the shot. It’s like a superposition of both. I decided to call him,” Cesar said, “Schrödinger’s August. "

Laya on the field has completely fallen into chaos.The perfectly ordered world he is proud of is thrown into chaos by August, who does not play cards according to common sense.The next few confrontations made mistakes again and again, but August took advantage of the victory to pursue, and soon the score reached 8:8, with 20 seconds left.There is no timeout in the middle of the fighting game, so when the two are in a stalemate on the field, the timing is still going on.

The time is reduced by one minute and one second. If a round ends in a tie, it will enter an "instant death match"-a confrontation, and the person who hits first wins.Raya didn't want to wait until then.But he was really not sure what move August would use next time.He tried his best to calm down and continue his calculations, but the little emperor didn't give him a chance to breathe, and raised his sword to meet him.

The probability of choosing one of the two, is it Skyrim Slash, or not?

Laya's pupils dilated suddenly, reflecting the figure of August who was approaching rapidly.

It's Tianbian Zhan!

He blocked with the crown style of the German sword.But the little emperor suddenly changed his sword edge, instead of slashing at his face from top to bottom, he turned to target his hand instead!

Got it!He thought that August had used Skyrim Slash, so he had to hold up the steel sword to resist, but August slashed at his hand, which made him unable to defend with gauntlets or horn shields!

The steel sword hit his wrist, knocking his sword flying.At the same time, the trumpet sounding the end of time sounded in the museum.The three line referees held up the blue flag at the same time, indicating that August got 2 points.The score on the big screen changed from 8:8 to 8:10.

Within 3 minutes, the side with the higher score wins, or the side with 10 points first wins.Either way, the winner is August.

Raya took off his mask, sweat soaking his underwear.He shook his head helplessly, and shook hands with the delighted August.

"congratulations."

"You play really well too," said the little emperor.Although it was just a social rhetoric, it was quite rare for him who had always been stingy with compliments.

He returned to the sidelines, threw the equipment to Lawrence, and said to Cesar proudly, "Have you seen it differently?"

"Not bad." Cesar rubbed his blue fur and scratched his chin.The little emperor squinted his eyes complacently, like a dog being praised by its master.It took him a few seconds to realize that Cesar had committed a treasonous act, and he roughly waved his hand away.

"Do not touch me!"

Then he glared at Roman unceremoniously: "You will be the next one to die! Let's see how long you can be proud!"

"I'm not proud either..."

The little emperor was not willing to listen to his excuse, and walked into the backstage carelessly.Lawrence followed behind him without a word, like a servant helping the emperor with sundries.This was supposed to be Cesar's job.After the game is over, he probably won't give his colleagues a good look.

Raya also exited with her sword and mask between her arms.Seeing Cesar, he felt a little lost and helpless.Cesar reached out and gave his perennial rival a brief hug.

"I never thought that I would lose to anyone other than you. I never thought that there are things in the world that I can't calculate." The Spaniard smiled bitterly, "Besides, that person is still your student. How should I put it? I feel like I'm about to Overtaken by young people?"

"Well, I think there are things in the world that cannot be calculated, and this is the most wonderful place in the world."

After all, he bowed to Roman.The two exchanged a knowing look.They never calculated their encounter with each other, nor their reunion. From the process to the ending, although there was careful weaving, no one expected the result.Everything just happened so naturally.Full of adventures, full of accidents, but the ending is so good, this is the most wonderful place.

"...You two are really disgusting." Laya said coldly.