rush to score

Liang Xi's style of play looks strong, but it also has his Achilles' heel - not lasting.

Don't get me wrong, the impermanence here means that this style of play consumes too much energy, and every explosive attack overdraws energy.

In fact, Liang Xi gave himself additional training in order to adapt to his own sword fighting style. He knew that his weakness was that scoring relied on offense, but he couldn't keep up with the physical exertion.

This is unavoidable, and I can only try to make myself last longer.

Ordinary viewers may not be able to see it yet, but Lu Mingchuan has clearly noticed that the frequency of Liang Xi's attacks is decreasing.

In the first few strikes, he did gain an advantage by relying on this "do not die" attack. However, Bo Nuo is not an easy person. After he realized Liang Xi's offensive strategy, he quickly adjusted his style of play.

One word, drag.

The longer the delay, the greater the physical exhaustion on Liang Xi, and then Bo Nuo can counterattack later.

The live score was 9:5, and half of the schedule was over. Compared with the fierce confrontation at the beginning, the scene now returns to a cautious temptation.

The male commentator who was in charge of setting off the tense atmosphere also slowed down: "Actually, the point difference on the field is relatively large. If the two of them maintain the current situation, then Liang Xi has a high probability of winning later."

"Yes." The female commentator agreed, her eyes fell on the real-time broadcast screen, and she frowned, "However, we can clearly see that Liang Xi's movements are already a bit strenuous, indeed, his early attack was too exhausting Physical strength, so fast that we can barely see his movements."

"However, Bo Nuo, the young player from F country, is also in decline. If he wants to take advantage of the last chance to counterattack, I suggest that he seize the opportunity, because now the game is halfway through, and the countdown on the referee device is still more than four minutes away. .”

As time passed, Liang Xi's lack of stamina gradually became apparent. However, the two of them were at similar levels, and their sword styles were also very similar. It was very difficult for both sides to score in this situation.

The time ended at the countdown of 1 minute, and the score was 11:10. Liang Xi temporarily took the lead by a sword.

"There is only 1 minute left. The current score on the field is still very tight, 11:10. Judging from the current situation, it is unlikely that we can hit 15 swords."

"Bo Nuo's counterattack doesn't look ferocious, and there is still a great possibility for Liang Xi to defend the last minute..."

"Wait!" The male commentator's eyes widened and he interrupted his partner, "It's a shot, it's a shot!! This time Bo Nuo chose to take the initiative to attack, will there be a new match point...ah!"

Accompanied by exclamations from the audience, the red light on the referee device came on, and the moment the referee blew the whistle, Liang Xi bent over and covered his lower abdomen. He blurted out, and sweat broke out on his back while he was panting.

Peng Jianxiu immediately applied for a timeout. The referee nodded in understanding and began the countdown to the timeout.

The director cut the screen to the distant scene, and the commentary was awkwardly stuck in half.

Liang Xi bent over and stood on the stage for a long while, and then stepped up to Peng Jianxiu step by step. Bo Nuo's sword strike just now was sudden, but Liang Xi did not fail to react in time.

His body retreated subconsciously, and then quickly defended.

However, he never expected that Bo Nuo could use such a damaging move in such an international arena. The point of the sword was originally aimed at Liang Xi's waist, and then he turned and swiped towards his lower abdomen.

Bo Nuo is left-handed, and Liang Xi's subconscious defensive action just happened to press Bo Nuo's sword to the unspeakable position between his legs.

At this moment, Liang Xi felt that his lower abdomen was about to burn, as if someone was rubbing pepper water on it... Fortunately, he reacted in time and took a small step back, which caused the place where there was only It was accidentally drawn, otherwise, according to the strength of Bo Nuo's attack, this blow is estimated to be enough for Liang Xi to lie down for half a month.

"Hold!"

Peng Jianxiu couldn't help swearing, he admitted that he was just protecting his weaknesses, and wished he could drag that brat from country F over from the opposite side right now, and give him ten swords and eight swords on that thing!Damn it, it's not that they claim that European gentlemen pay attention to demeanor, so wouldn't this kind of indecent method just slap themselves in the face!

"...Niannian, are you alright?" Lu Mingchuan leaned out half of his body from behind, his eyes fell on Liang Xi's pale lips, the white overhead light hit Liang Xi's face, those star-like eyes were shining under the light , It is easy to be misunderstood as full of physiological tears.

Lu Mingchuan really wanted to hug him and kiss him, even if it was to hold his hand to divert Liang Xi's attention.

However, he couldn't touch Liang Xi who was in the competition area. At this moment, he could only feel overwhelming anger and distress, with nowhere to vent.

They are all boys, who doesn't know where it hurts the most!

Telling this kind of thing may be an after-dinner joke for some people who eat melons, but anyone who has really played fencing and experienced being stabbed there knowingly or unintentionally knows the pain of that moment.

Perhaps when the technology is not yet mature, everyone will more or less stab at the embarrassing part. Lu Mingchuan saw with his own eyes a teenage boy who was stabbed, lying on the ground for a long time, unable to get up, crying like he was about to Can't breathe.

Fencing is a confrontational sport, which means injuries are inevitable.

Every athlete who can persevere has been left with bruises, blood, and scars on almost every part of his body.

Perhaps it is out of sympathy, when the skills are gradually improving, it is a convention among players to avoid those parts that are prone to injury. After all, competitive sports pay attention to rules and demeanor.

Even Lu Mingchuan, an old middle school player who believed in the "law of the jungle" since he was a child, has a bottom line in this kind of thing.

Bono, really did.

However, this kind of thing is only out of morality. According to the rules, according to the effective area of ​​the foil metal jacket, a stab in the crotch is also scored.

The score on the court was 11:11, and the match point came.

Liang Xi stood on the field again after a short break. He signaled to the referee that he could continue. From the beginning to the end, he did not give Bo Nuo half his eyes. The calm expression on his face seemed that the pain just now was an illusion and nothing happened. However, he was still the little dark horse of Country C who was ready to take on the challenge.

Of course he hated Bono's dirty tricks, but he had to calm down, just like what Lu Mingchuan said, in this kind of competition, once he loses his mind and calmness, he will become the target of the opponent.

Thinking about it with his feet, he knew that Bo Nuo's actions were probably to annoy Liang Xi. If he really played with emotions in the next minute, it would be cheaper for Bo Nuo.

The game continues.

The commentary is also back on track: "Although there was a little accident just now, Liang Xi doesn't seem to be affected too much now. I don't know if he will maintain the more cautious defense just now when facing the match point. , will still choose to fight in the last minute...he made a move!"