Chapter 581 An upset
The top 32 of the Real Sword Competition began. From then on, the competition became more intense and exciting because of the elimination of low-level players. Thirty thousand spectators flooded into the arena.
The location of Frederick's box was not very good. It was directly exposed to the sun. A white gauze was hung in front, so outsiders could not see what was going on inside.
It’s just a rumor that the granddaughter of the city’s chief judge, the youngest daughter of the undersecretary of taxation, and the sister of the deputy commander of the cavalry regiment were in that box, leaving room for people to speculate.
In the player preparation room, Shitou put on the armor with the help of Bo Li and the other two butchers, moved around a bit, and then adjusted the tightness.
When everything was ready, Shitou sat on a chair and closed his eyes to relax.
Polly and the two butchers walked out of the room, closed the door, and chatted quietly in the corridor.
Their mood was not high. A chubby butcher gritted his teeth and said: "The schedule must have been tampered with!"
The corridor was filled with assistants of other players. This topic was too topical. It was so exciting that someone couldn't help but come over and ask: "What do you mean about the schedule being tampered with?"
Seven or eight people gathered around, and the butcher looked at it and whispered: "You all know, right? , the schedule of the top 32 has been rearranged, based on the performance in the top 64, and the ranking depends on the game time. The top 32 players will play against those with lower rankings. ”
Everyone around them nodded, it was true, this would prevent contestants who could reach the finals from being eliminated in the first round.
The Butcher continued: "Our player here is ranked fifth, but today's game was arranged to play against Baron Pioli, who was ranked first."
There is a player from out of town. People said: "Hey, with this arrangement, are you going to recommend an incompetent person to the top 16?"
At this time, a local said: "There are not many ways, it's just a stone that offends the people in the arena." "
"Their head coach in the arena had a conflict with Shitou a while ago."
"I heard that the head coach said that if Shitou enters the quarter-finals, he will give everyone canned food, and if Shitou wins the championship, he will perform a handstand and diarrhea in the arena."
When others heard this, it turned out to be so. What's going on is not a huge shady story, it has nothing to do with me, just treat it as fun.
Polly and others didn’t look very good.
Since they are friends with Shitou, they naturally want him to win two more games.
Secondly, if Shitou wins a good ranking and has a reputation, their butcher shop can save a lot of trouble in the world.
For the third time, they all bet that Shitou would win this game. It would be fine if Shitou was not as good as others. They would definitely not be convinced by being targeted like this.
The news spread quickly in the corridor, and many people heard about it when the game started.
The game started. After the two games heated up the atmosphere, the staff came to call Shitou to come on stage.
Shitou put on his helmet and followed the staff to the ring.
Bo Li and the others just wanted to go over and comfort Shi Shi, but they found that his temperament seemed to be different from before.
The ring is equipped with amplification magic, and the contestants' conversations can be heard throughout the arena.
Baron Pioli took the stage wearing a silver armor inlaid with gold, attracting a tsunami of cheers.
Stone then stepped onto the ring, and his voice suddenly dropped a lot.
In Frederick's box, the girl in Frederick's arms asked: "Who do you think will win? I think Baron Pioli will definitely win."
Fride Lie just smiled and asked the other two people next to him: "What do you think?"
The one on the left said: "I also think Baron Pioli will win."
The one on the right said: "How about we make a bet, and the loser has to agree to a small request to win. I think Pioli will win." Baron Oli will win."
Frederick said with a grimace: "You all bet on Pioli winning, then I can only bet on him losing."
"If I do. What will you do if you win?”
At this time, Cabbage walked into the box and whispered something in Frederick’s ear.
Frederick nodded, made no further arrangements, and waved her away.
In the ring, Pioli saluted the stone and said: "Although I would like to see someone standing upside down in the ring to have diarrhea, unfortunately, I will not give up the championship."
There was an uproar in the arena, and it took a long time for someone to react. It seemed that as long as Shitou won the championship, someone was performing a handstand on the ring.
Shitou raised his sword in return and said in a deep voice: "I will try my best to win every game. After winning the championship, I will marry her." Whistles suddenly sounded in the audience, and there were The screams of girls, people have no resistance to this kind of declaration.
Pioli smiled and said: "Remember to invite me when you hold a wedding."
Shitou replied: "I will definitely send the invitation."
Many spectators stood at this time On the side of the stone, the sound of refueling became louder and louder.
At the beginning of the game, Pioli held a sword in both hands and put into a defensive posture.
From the time he learned the sword, he was constantly told not to underestimate the enemy.
Shitou also held a sword in both hands in a defensive posture, moved slowly, circled around Pioli and looked for opportunities.
Frederick laughed out loud when he looked at Stone's posture. There seemed to be no obvious flaws in this posture, but there was one place that was relatively hidden.
Pioli discovered this flaw.
Most people are right-handed, so they defend their left side more.
Shitou's defensive posture seems to be too focused on the left and somewhat neglected on the right.
Pioli has a battle plan in mind.
He started to attack, took a step, rotated his whole body, and used the rotation force to sweep the left side of the stone.
Shitou raised his sword to block, and Pioli hit his sword hard with the back of his sword. There was a loud bang.
Pioli felt the reaction force coming back from the sword, and his feet had already changed his steps, trying to use the force to spin again and sweep across the right side of the stone.
He is confident in his own strength. The sword just now can definitely break up the stone's posture, and then take the opportunity to sweep across the gap on the other side.
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
Pioli came back to his senses and found that there was a bright blue sky in front of him, a white cloud was slowly drifting by, and then the tip of the sword appeared in front of him In front of you.
At the entrance of the arena, several players were stunned.
Gresco believes that Pioli and himself are evenly matched. Even if the opponent is in the top five, he can win in ten rounds at most.
He and everyone did not expect that Pioli would lose in the first round.
“He has reached that level.” Gresco replayed the game in his mind and discovered the problem.
Another player next to him asked: "What state is it?"
Gresco replied: "Playing chess."
The players were a little confused.
The tin can standing against the wall did not go back to rest after winning the last game but stayed here to watch the game. After hearing Gresco's words, he let out a soft "hmm", but no one noticed.
Frederick had a smile on his face, he saw the game just now so clearly.
Stone used the flaw in his posture to attract Pioli to attack his left side. Frederick was not sure how much backhand he had. He could only be sure that he was planning the kick when Pioli turned around. among.
Because Shitou's sword-holding posture broke up after the sword confrontation, but instead of regrouping, he raised his foot and kicked Pioli on the waist, sending him flying away.
And the timing of this kick was very precise. Pioli would have discovered it early, but late the sword had already swept over, and it could still hurt people by following the inertia.
Frederick reviewed it again in his mind, thinking that Shitou must have seen Pioli's change in pace and made such a choice.
The three girls around him, like most of the audience, did not react for a while. Why did Pioli, who had the highest voice for winning the championship, lose?
Those who had bet heavily on Pioli to win were the first to wail.
Frederick stood up and said: "Yes, let's go back."
(End of this chapter)