The white moonlight that makes us cry

The enthusiastic introduction of the narrator resounded in the arena: "This round of individual competition adopts the direct elimination system. Each set hits 15 swords, and the game time is 9 minutes. The player with the most hits within the specified time wins..."

In recent years, the competition audience has become more and more amateurish.

Sports such as track and field and swimming are fine, as long as you see who is faster.But projects with complex rules like fencing will not work. It is dazzling and most audiences cannot understand.

Therefore, the competition team launched a commentator system to explain the game situation to the audience in real time in detail and quickly, so as to shorten the distance.

Due to its large range of movements, fast attack progress and strong threat, saber has high requirements on the flexibility of footwork and rapid tactical adaptability of athletes.

And this is exactly what Cui Youji is good at.

He didn't know what the opponent was, but he got the priority at the beginning, so he chose to attack directly and fiercely.

In the rapid movement, cooperate with the combination of footwork, sword swing, and continuously slash forward!

Without hesitation!

In the eyes of everyone, the sword in the young man's hand was shining with silver light, stabbing out like thunder.

People who are close to the stage only feel that something is passing by in front of their eyes.

next second.

The referee announced that Cui Youji scored a point!

The commentator paused for a few seconds, and then followed up and said: "The battle just now was too intense! I'm very sorry, because the speed of Cui Youji's sword is too fast, we can't comment in real time... .”

Even the seasoned commentator didn't see clearly the flashy scene that happened just now, and could only watch the slow-motion replay of the live recording after the end.

Wang Ruopeng also did not expect this unexpected sword strike.

His face was slightly condensed, and his heart sank.

It seems that I still underestimate Cui Youji.

Without waiting for him to think too much, with the referee's sharp whistle, the next sword began.

Wang Ruopeng is one of the best swordsmen in the local provincial team. If he hadn't missed the age limit, he might have already been a member of the national team.

Being able to break into the final of the National Games where there are so many heroes, regardless of luck, this in itself has already proved his strength.

Wang Ruopeng is good at follow-up counterattacks after various defenses.

Feint and press forward to fight back.

Before this trick, he had tried it a hundred times.

But this time it went wrong.

Because... Wang Ruopeng found out in disbelief that he had no chance to fight back! !

The offensive of the young people on the opposite side became more and more menacing.

Like a big wave in the vast ocean, Doutou knocked him into a trance.

How can this be so?

So scary.

Wang Ruopeng staggered back.

What is this concept?

This means that every attack of Cui Youji accurately hits the effective parts of his body.

In the audience, the coach of the provincial S team frowned and murmured:

"Xiaopeng...your observation is wrong, and your defensive posture is not correct enough."

Except for these small mistakes, Wang Ruopeng's performance on the court is perfect enough.

But even so, he was helpless in front of Cui Youji.

The hilt of the sword collided and rubbed in the air, making a crisp sound.

The commentator watched intently, thinking that it had been a long time since he had seen such an exciting game.

"Now we can see Cui Youji's offensive and defensive state, which is great! Very beautiful! Cui Youji scored again! It is now 6:0. He has continued his achievement of crushing opponents in foil until here! Finally The key remaining sword—”

The audience also stared at the stage intently, as if their eyes were firmly attracted by a magnet.

The young man's figure is slender, every step, every movement is full of rhythm, like a waltz walking on a steel wire.

The sword in his hand was like the fangs of a devil, driving his opponent crazy.

Wang Ruopeng is going crazy now.

He never dreamed that he would lose to a foil athlete in the saber event that he had practiced since he was a child!

The commentator hissed and shouted: "Wang got the priority and went crazy! Look! Cui is moving back quickly, making a quick stop to catch the slash, the slash and the one-and-a-half-step sprint... Another point! Awesome!! Cui Youji once again brought us a surprise, his saber skills are not inferior at all..."

7: 0.

The red numbers on the big screen kept beating.

Victory is decided.

Wang Ruopeng froze on the spot, the steel sword in his hand slipped and fell to the ground.

The applause from the audience was deafening!

Almost all the audience was infected by this atmosphere, screaming and cheering for the young athlete.

No one doubted Cui Youji anymore.

After witnessing his victory with their own eyes, they finally understand that the potential of human beings is far beyond their imagination!

Perhaps this is the charm of extreme sports.

The fans blushed, stretched their necks and held the railing and looked forward, as if they were all proud.

"What is the foil sword! Our elder brother foil saber double Xiu!"

"Who else?!!!"

Studio.

[Ah ah ah so cool]

[I got the charm of competitive sports for the first time]

[Cui Youji is really a cowhide, it turns out that his saber level is good enough to break into the final of the National Games]

[Powder is powder]

[+1]

[+1111]

......

Next, Cui Youji participated in four consecutive saber events and won all of them.

In the eyes of everyone, he is like an invincible general on the field, returning home full of honors.

The narrator was numb at the back, and heard himself say in a tone without ups and downs:

"Let's congratulate... Cui won the saber championship!"

Even after so many rounds of fighting, Cui Youji took off his hood and still looked very relaxed, with a flat complexion.

This gave the audience an inexplicable illusion that winning the championship... seemed to be no big deal to him.

It's like strolling around the supermarket downstairs after dinner and watching the old man play chess.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Brother is awesome!!"

The fans almost broke their throats in excitement.

Wan Chen was stunned.

What's this?

He rubbed his eyes again, almost thinking he was dreaming.

Originally, I just wanted Cui Youji to deal with it as a substitute, but he won the saber championship easily?

Xia Dang nodded, very satisfied: "As expected of the students I taught, they didn't embarrass me."

Cui Xian: "..."

This seems to have nothing to do with teaching ability, right?

In such a short period of time, Youji's sword skills have improved so much... Cui Xian thought in a trance that his understanding of his nephew's fencing talent had been renewed again.

The sports industry insiders present were also greatly shocked.

This is bound to be an unusual day.

Cui Youji won the National Games with sword, which is beyond everyone's imagination.

Before this, no one could have predicted this ending!

When the news hit the Internet, it exploded instantly.

Sina's No. [-] most searched, constantly climbing, HOT scheduled.

Mango Entertainment.

Dong Min was training a group of newly signed men's team members.

At times like this, her chatterbox attributes are fully manifested, and she can talk incessantly, comparable to the Yellow River and the Yangtze River.

Dong Min saw a yellow-haired boy lowering his head to brush his phone, his face immediately hung down, and he said coldly:

"What are you doing? You are not allowed to play with your phone during training!"

The yellow-haired boy looked up at her, and suddenly asked, "Sister Dong, is senior Cui Youji one of your entertainers?"

Dong Min said angrily: "Don't change the subject!"

Yellow-haired boy: "I saw the trending search push, and I couldn't resist clicking in. Senior Cui seems to have won the National Games..."

What? ? ?

Dong Min was so startled that he snatched the cell phone from the boy in front of him.

Today is the afternoon of the working day, and there are not many people who pay attention to the Internet.

So far, in the past half an hour, the popularity of this news has not reached the point of going out of the circle.

However, coaches, athletes, critics, etc. in the sports fencing circle have already spread the word and spread the news early.

Duan Wenbin heard teammate Wu Taihe tell himself about Cui Youji winning the National Games, subconsciously asked a series of questions: "Fuck, Cui Youji won Zhuang Zeyang?? No, it seems that the foil competition has not started yet... ..”

Wu Taihe said: "It's a saber competition."

"What?" Duan Wenbin doubted his ears.

Wu Taihe repeated: "Cui Youji, won the saber competition."

Duan Wenbin: "???"

His jaw dropped.

Similar things are happening all over the place.

National Games Premium Lounge.

The air-conditioning and heating are sufficient, and the humidifier curls up with white mist.

Drinks, mineral water, fruits and snacks to replenish energy are neatly arranged on the table.

Zhuang Zeyang was sitting on the black leather sofa, staring at the replay of the saber match video that was temporarily transmitted by the tablet just now, subconsciously suffocating his breath.

The moment he saw the video, he understood that Cui Youji was indeed Xia Dang's new student.

Xia Dang has always been very ambitious, and his training of fencers always develops in a diversified way.

Zhuang Zeyang was also like this back then, so besides foil, he also learned saber and epee.It's just that talent and energy are limited, and they are not proficient.

Zhuang Zeyang knows very well that even if he has so many years of competition experience, if he is allowed to participate in the National Games saber competition, he will definitely not win the championship.

The opponents Cui Youji met in the last two games were too strong.

One of them is also an Olympic prep.

Although it was difficult for Cui Youji to beat him, and the score was almost even at the beginning, he still won in the end.

In this regard, Zhuang Zeyang felt ashamed.

"The match is about to start, get ready." Zheng Zhihuai poked his head out and told him.

"Ah."

Zhuang Zeyang pursed his lips, got up and went to the locker room to change into his fencing clothes.

Originally, his participation in the National Games was just a formality, and everyone was sure that he would win the championship.

But now, Zhuang Zeyang felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

After changing his clothes, he walked to the outfield.

He saw that the auditorium was full of voices and cheers.

People are still excited about Cui Youji's previous victory.

At this moment, the youth is the focus of the audience.

For a moment, Zhuang Zeyang was shaken.

Can you really win?