The white moonlight that makes us cry

Fencing is a sport that pays more attention to individual ability.

That is the so-called "individual combat".

It is not like basketball, football and other sports that focus on teamwork.The fencing team competition is essentially like a relay race. As long as each team member is guaranteed to exert their best strength and not fall behind, they will win in the end.

And because the team competition is a competition of fencing teams from various countries, the total number of competitions in the World Championships is not many.

The champion, runner-up and runner-up will be selected this afternoon.

This is a small climax for the nearly one-week schedule.

inside the gym.

In the midst of all the attention, the organizer of the World Championships announced the matchup table.

The large screen hanging in the center flicked impressively.

Austria National Team VS US National Team

German national team vs Romanian national team

Chinese national team vs Great Britain national team

……

There is a line of small black characters under the big characters of each national team.

Just like.

Chinese national team-

1. Wutai River

2. Zhuang Zeyang

3. Choi Yoo-gil

Great Britain national team -

1. Sharp Lawrence

2. Maud Hunt

3. Ali Otis

This represents the order of appearance in the team competition.

As soon as the PK table came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Those in the sports world hardly expected in advance that the three team players sent by the Chinese team this time were actually the strength of the new generation!

The oldest Zhuang Zeyang is only 25 years old.

And Cui Youji and Wu Taihe are eighteen or nineteen years old, the same age.

"It's often a veteran who wins in the national team competition, like Ali Otis of the British team." Mr. Lin, the fencing judge, murmured.

He originally hoped that the national team would send Nie Yuankai this time, and even if there was another laggard, with Cui Youji's double play, he would definitely have a chance to win the top three.

But never expected...Nie Yuankai didn't sign up for this world championship at all.

Thinking of this, Mr. Lin sighed.

Another middle-aged fan who is slightly fatter and also keen on fencing interjected: "I'm not sure, the Chinese team is very likely to be eliminated in the first match."

Although every Chinese hopes that their country can win in their hearts, if they analyze rationally, they will be able to detect the subtleties.

Mr. Lin looked complicated, "... indeed."

Ali Otis is the No. 13 male player in the world.

If he and Cui Youji face off, there will be no suspense about the outcome.

Even if Cui Youji is a genius, it is impossible to have the strength to defeat this person in a short time.

As for Zhuang Zeyang and Maud Hunter, it is hard to say who will win.

It is known that both of them are Cui Youji's defeated opponents.

But Cui Youji beat Zhuang Zeyang very easily, almost crushing by zero ratio.But when I heard about the European Invitational, Cui Yuji and Mord Hunt had a stalemate.

Not to mention Wu Taihe and Sharp Lawrence.

Although Wu Taihe is a hot newcomer in the Chinese fencing team, his underdeveloped thin body will become his fatal flaw.

Just ushering in the joy of Cui Youji's victory in the first foil fencing battle, everyone's emotions fell to freezing point in a blink of an eye.

The audience who were not very familiar with the rules of fencing, such as fans, understood a lot about the contestants immediately under the explanations of relevant people and narrators.

And the more they know, the more they worry—

Can the Chinese team win this game?

Wu Taihe and Sharp Lawrence of the British team took to the track in order.

It could be seen that Wu Taihe was a little nervous.

His lips were tightly pursed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he kept peeling off his left glove with his right hand.

On the other hand, Sharp Lawrence, who was opposite him, seemed much more relaxed.

The nearly 27-year-old male foil athlete has already competed in many arenas and has a certain reputation internationally.

The two saluted each other with swords in accordance with the procedure.

Referee: "The match begins!"

War is imminent.

After several rounds, Wu Taihe was obviously at a disadvantage.

Waiting seats.

Xie Guan, Duan Wenbiao, and Duan Wenbin also watched the game nervously.

After all, if something unexpected happens, it may be his turn to play.

Xia Dang shook his head and said, "I feel that there is something wrong with Taihe's state, he is too nervous."

Zheng Zhihuai remained silent.

It can be seen that he is very dissatisfied with the list selection for this team competition.

It's just that the current level of the younger generation in the team is like this, and the short ones are the top picks.

If it wasn't for Nie Yuankai's terminal illness...he was depressed.

Wan Chen looked at the players from all countries in the team competition, and only the UK sent such a top player.

After all, the former Olympic foil fencing champion is not a Chinese cabbage all over the street.

Wan Chen couldn't help muttering: "It's his grandma, he's so unlucky to meet the old guy from the British team at the beginning."

Zhongke smoothed things over: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just an exercise, we always let these chicks take off."

Zhuang Zeyang, who was still classified as a young bird by his age, said, "..."

Cui Youji observed the arena intently, and suddenly said, "The situation is about to turn for the better."

Several coaches raised their eyes and looked carefully, and it was true.

In the game with a time limit of 2 minutes, Wu Taihe lost frequently at the beginning, losing three points in a row.

But in the second half, he suddenly accumulated a lot of money and got back four points for the team!

At the same time, the whistle sounded and the game was over.

Score counter: 3V4.

The narrator shouted in a voice full of emotion: "This time, the Chinese team won again!"

His use of "again" is very spiritual.

When the translation was delivered to the ears of the athletes, they all scolded the Chinese team for being shameless in their hearts.

However, this is a little verbal advantage that the host country can take advantage of, and it is difficult for other countries to say anything publicly.

The coaches were surprised.

Xia Dang, Zheng Zhihuai, Wan Chen and others never thought that Wu Taihe would win.

Unexpectedly, he turned back a round at a critical moment when there was another village in the dark.

Next, as long as Cui Youji and Zhuang Zeyang stand alone, the Chinese team will win.

Now Zheng Zhihuai regretted it very much.

The order of appearance was determined by him. He originally planned to make the most powerful Cui Youji appear as the finale, but he didn't expect it to be self-defeating now.

If Cui Youji is ranked second, there is no doubt that the Chinese team will win.

But now she still has to pin her hopes on Zhuang Zeyang...

Subconsciously, Zheng Zhihuai felt that this kid was a bit unreliable.

Almost instantly, everyone turned their attention to Zhuang Zeyang.

If it is said that Cui Youji's victory over Ali Otis is hell difficulty, Zhuang Zeyang's winning rate against Maude Hunt is [-] to [-], which is equivalent to doing tasks in Novice Village.

"Xiao Zhuang, our team is relying on you this time." Zheng Zhihuai patted him on the shoulder.

Even Xia Dang, who was upset at him, said, "Come on, let's win."

Zhuang Zeyang was proud, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

At this moment, he felt that he was the hero who saved the Chinese team.

With the expectant eyes of everyone in the team, he walked onto the track with arrogance and arrogance.

opposite.

The tall, silent and reserved Maud Hunt looked at him.

To be honest, Maude Hunt was secretly relieved that the opponent he met was not Cui Youji.

Coach James said that as long as he doesn't meet Cui Youji, his winning rate is very high.

Therefore, as early as a few days ago, Maude Hunt began to hold the cross and pray to God, bless himself not to face Cui Yuji directly on the field.

God is quite effective.

Under the mask, Maude Hunt smiled slightly, raised his sword and saluted the other party.

……

The Chinese team, including the audience present, had placed a lot of hope on Zhuang Zeyang.

He is an indispensable and important screw point in the victory ring.

Studio.

The audience cheered and cheered for him regardless of previous suspicions, swiping the screen frantically.

A certain fan left a message: [As long as Zhuang Zeyang can make the Chinese team win, I will let his parents hurt Coach Xia before the past]

At the beginning, Zhuang Zeyang scored two points in a row, and there were constant screams in the court.

Just when everyone thought he had a great chance of winning——

An accident happened.

Maud Hunter began to attack with his sword! !His lunge is unusually vigorous, and his angle of attack is even more unpredictable.

Zhuang Zeyang was sweating profusely in an instant.

Waiting seats.

Cui Youji, who was watching the game, sat up straight in an instant and said inwardly.

He had fought against Maud Hunter, so he knew deeply how deep the man's scheming was.

I'm afraid the first two points... were deliberately given to Zhuang Zeyang by the opponent.

Maude Hunter figured out Zhuang Zeyang's arrogant and complacent character from the very beginning!

one cent.

Two points.

Three points.

four points.

……

In a blink of an eye, Zhuang Zeyang scored four points in a row.

Everyone's mood has also changed from excitement at the beginning to depression and dullness now.

2 minutes passed quickly.

Zhuang Zeyang lost to Maude Hunter.

Studio.

[somewhat speechless]

[Why is it the same as sending heads in the game? ]

[village. .shameful]

[Hey, I don’t want to talk about it, let’s work harder next time]

……

Although Zhuang Zeyang lost miserably, everyone didn't speak ill of him.

It's just that Zhuang Zeyang himself couldn't accept it, and he was in a trance after the scene, sitting there like a wooden man.

"Okay, okay." Zheng Zhihuai comforted him, "It's just a loss in a game, and you'll know it later. It's nothing in your life."

Xia Dang folded his hands on his chest and muttered, "Your coach has such a good temper. If it were me, he would have yelled at me a long time ago, what kind of trash..."

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Xia Dang is connoting Zhuang Zeyang.

But no one spoke to dissuade.

Zhuang Zeyang's failure in the game was indeed due to his own negligence.

Hearing this, Zhuang Zeyang buried his head and covered his face, looking even more emo.

"Sorry……"

Xia Dang snorted coldly, "I'm sorry, is it useful?"

Zheng Zhihuai sighed, turned his head and asked, "Old Xia, if Cui Youji lost instead, would you scold him like that?"

Xia Dang: "Sorry, he hasn't lost so far."

Zheng Zhihuai: "..."

Was speechless.

The commentator announced that the Chinese team vs the British team is currently 1v1.

draw.

This also means that the next match between Cui Youji and Ali Otis will be the key to victory.

Under the popular science of knowledgeable people, fans know how terrible Ali Odis is.

30 is old.

Ranked No.13 in the world.

Single-handedly formed a fencing group on his own, which allowed the UK to increase financial allocations...

All kinds of things are enough to prove that this famous general is a genius.

Ali Otis can be said to be the ceiling of the male flower in the World Championships.

If Cui Youji can beat him, there will be no suspense for the Chinese team to take a place in this team competition.

Studio.

[If you lose, you lose]

[It's okay, let's make persistent efforts]

[People are thirty, you are only eighteen, this is bullying the small with the big! ]

[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooold

……

The barrage was in stark contrast to the attitude towards Zhuang Zeyang just now.

Intermission is 10 minutes.

lounge.

Cui Youji kept bending over, twisting his arms and legs, and doing stretching exercises.

After he was done, he unscrewed the cup and took a sip of water.

Several coaches stepped forward to comfort him, not to be under too much psychological pressure.

Even Xia Dang, who watched Cui Youji grow up all the way, knew that he might not win this time.

There is no 100% certainty of winning, only a glimmer of hope in my heart.

No.13 in the world is enough to prove that Ali Otis has entered the cutting-edge level of fencing.

Competitive sports, the world's top fifteen and those behind are completely turned upside down.

What is the concept of the fifteen names?

They are the fifteen best high-quality human beings involved in this industry among the tens of billions of people in the world.

Although Cui Youji once tied with the equally powerful Violet, Xia Dang felt that it was taking advantage of his teaching.

"Even if you lose, it's no big deal. It's not your fault, but Zhuang Zeyang's failure to live up to expectations!" Xia Dang said.

Zhuang Zeyang: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Cui Youji nodded and said, "Don't worry, I have confidence."

Xia Dang only thought that he was also comforting himself, and was moved in his heart.How is this kid so sensible?

Zhuang Zeyang thought to himself, bragging is not afraid of blowing the cowhide.

Wu Taihe, Duan Wenbin and others stepped forward one after another and said:

"Brother, I believe in you!"

"Come on, you are the best!!"

"..."

They may not be as sensible as the coaches.

Without analyzing how powerful the opponent was, this group of players chose to trust Cui Youji directly.

The break is over.

The referee blows the whistle to announce the entry of the players.

Under the gazes of the crowd with regret, expectation, or unbearable stare, Cui Youji stepped onto the track with a sword in hand.

opposite.

Ali Otis looked at him with a smile, "I watched your invitational game in London before, and I admire you very much."

offstage.

Xia Rubing frowned slightly.

This kind of senior's sense of sight of the younger generation's Chunchun education will give people great psychological pressure at the beginning.

Regardless of whether Ali Otis did it on purpose or not, this is not good for Cui Youji.

Cui Youji replied politely: "Three grams of oil."

Studio.

[hahahahahahahaha]

[]so funny

[Xiao Cui's plastic English is so cute]

And Ali Otis was also taken aback for a moment.

Just as he was in a daze, the referee announced that the players on both sides saluted, and then the game began.

No probing, no petty tricks.

Be fearless with powerful technology!

In the eyes of the audience, their figures approached quickly.

Then the two swords swished and intertwined like tangled vines.

Ali Otis couldn't help secretly admiring the courage of this Chinese young man, who dared to confront himself head-on at the beginning.

Could it be that he didn't know that he was extremely good at attacking and delving into flaws?

In any case, Ali Otis decided that he had seized the opportunity.

The first round was soon ended by Cui Youjifang turning on the red light.

The commentator regretted: "British team, one point."

In the second round, Cui Youji pierced the chest of Ali Otis with a neat feint.

The opponent didn't have time to dodge.

The commentator shouted: "China team, score one point!"

The scorer jumps.

1v1.

Front row waiting seats.

Xia Dang, Zheng Zhihuai and the others' eyes lit up, and a beam of light seemed to ignite in their hearts.

But in the next round, Ali Otis pulled back a point with his rich experience.

The coaches seemed to be beaten back to their original shape, and their shoulders drooped.

Fourth round.

Cui Youji won again.

After so many repetitions, the two seem to have a tendency to draw.

Ali Otis was still breathing steadily.

It's just that between the eyebrows and eyes, there is a hint of determination.

The more Xia Dang watched, the happier he became.

As a coach, he didn't predict that Cui Youji would have such courage and ability!

And such a fierce game completely mobilized the emotions of the audience.

Because until the last moment, no one knows what the outcome will be.

Mr. Lin murmured: "It's too exciting..."

The narrator also watched with enthusiasm.

He is engaged in foil commentary, and he hasn't seen such a wonderful game for many years!

Holding the microphone, the narrator felt as if his head had been enlightened, and his saliva was flying everywhere.

He speaks fast, perfectly repaying the audience for the terrifying technical duel of this event——

"Cui Youji's speed is too fast! I feel that the foil sword in his hand is almost as fast as a bullet..."

"Look! Ali Otis is parrying and counterattacking, and his sword skills should not be underestimated!"

Seeing that the schedule progressed to 4v4, many spectators became anxious.

It would be fine if Cui Youji failed miserably from the very beginning.

But he gave them hope.

If this hope is dashed, everyone will be very disappointed.

The leaders of the sports department watching the game in front of the screen subconsciously held their breath.

Success or failure is here.

No, a sword.

Cui Youji was completely unaware of these disturbances from the outside world.

At this moment, he is ecstatically immersed in the game.

It's rare to meet an opponent as strong as Ali Otis, and he competes heartily!

Swing the sword with all your strength, fight, and stab.

Unknowingly, Cui Youji felt his head was empty, and a sense of coolness and clarity spread.

The heart moves rapidly, the blood flows faster, and the adrenaline soars.

His strength seems to have improved slightly.

And in this kind of duel between the strong, this subtle detail will cause a close shock.

Didi, click.

Time passed minute by minute.

As the competition became more and more difficult, Ali Otis had a premonition in his heart that he might draw with this young man.

And this moment.

Everyone basically thinks so.

The possibility of Cui Youji breaking the deadlock is too low.

But if it is a tie, there will be an extra game next.

1 minute 59 seconds.

"Wow—!"

In the eyes of everyone, Cui Youji swung his last sword.

The tip of the sword fell.

Ali Odis subconsciously retreated and dodged, but then his eyes widened unbelievably...

The narrator took a breath, and immediately stood up in ecstasy:

"This competition, the Chinese team won!!!"

There was thunderous applause.

In some people's eyes, Cui Yuji created a miracle.

When the Chinese team was already at a disadvantage, it was he who turned the tide.

Ji Fan, in particular, was so moved that she almost cried.

The barrage in the live broadcast room almost overwhelmed the backstage.

However, this is just the beginning.

In the next few games, due to Zhuang Zeyang's poor condition, Zheng Zhihuai let Duan Wenbin play instead.

Now Duan Wenbin is not what it used to be.

After training against Cui Youji a few days ago, even if his strength is not as good as Zhuang Zeyang's, he is already infinitely close to Zhuang Zeyang.

Wu Taihe continued to perform exceptionally.

Coupled with Cui Youji's bottom line, everyone saw with their own eyes that this tacit understanding team was like a mighty army in the World Championships, invincible!

Each of them is a hero in the arena.

The narrator yelled again and again:

"China team, win!"

"China team, win!"

"China team, win!"

"The Chinese team has won the first gold medal in the men's flower team competition of the World Championships!!"