Chapter 267 The Third Game Is Still Him
Zhao Wei has his own pride, so he made a very radical choice.
He did not choose passive defense, but instead adopted offense as defense.
He swung his sword in the same way, and although it was hasty, it still unleashed all his fighting power.
The blade light rose up into the sky, and then the people in the audience saw a magical scene.
Two different people used exactly the same move.
Not only are the moves the same, even the size of the blades is the same.
Zhao Wei's reaction instantly made those who bet on his victory excited.
Because in the eyes of many laymen, Zhao Wei's reaction also represents his confidence in taking on this move.
If you strike with your sword, I will strike back at you with the same move.
If one does not have absolute confidence, one would never choose such an arrogant response.
At this moment, the onlookers who did not know the truth thought that Zhao Wei was imitating Wang Tianyu's knife move.
It’s a long story, but time actually flies in a flash.
Two identical rays up into the sky, and under the control of each other's masters, collided fiercely with each other.
"boom!"
A loud thunderclap sounded out of nowhere; it was the sound of the two men's moves colliding.
The moves are exactly the same, but there is a huge gap in the strength between the two.
At this moment, Wang Tianyu has already completed more than half of the training of the first-grade martial arts master, while Zhao Wei has just broken through to the first-grade martial arts master not long ago.
So, although the moves were the same, due to the difference in strength, the winner was decided almost in an instant.
The sword light emitted by Zhao Wei was very bright, but it was shattered by Wang Tianyu the moment it came into contact.
The blade light was controlled by mental power. When the blade light was broken, Zhao Wei was instantly backlashed.
"snort!"
A muffled groan was heard, and then Zhao Wei forced himself to swallow the blood in his mouth.
Without worrying about any unnecessary movements, Zhao Wei continued to organize the defense.
Because Wang Tianyu's sword not only defeated the sword light, but also slashed towards him head-on.
Gritting his teeth, Zhao Wei tried his best to squeeze out the strength in his body. At this moment, he didn't care about the serious consequences of doing so.
In such a highly anticipated arena, and this is also his home court.
If he couldn't even block one of his opponent's moves, then this shameful record would accompany him for the rest of his life.
The more outstanding a person is, the more he cares about his resume, and the same .
"There's no way I can't block a single blow!"
Zhao Wei was like a madman at the moment, completely disregarding his body's potential.
One knife, two knives, three knives.
At the critical moment, Zhao Wei swung out three times in succession.
These three slashes were his final counterattack force. After the three slashes, Zhao Wei's whole body was shaking.
Because of the excessive pressure just now, Zhao Wei currently has no strength left in his body.
If he hadn't held his breath, he probably wouldn't have been able to even stand steadily.
Looking forward, Zhao Wei could only passively wait for the result.
These three sword strikes drained his body. If he could block Wang Tianyu's sword strike, then at least he would not be defeated by one sword strike.
But if he can't stop it, then all his efforts will be in vain.
"Stop it for me!"
Just as Zhao Wei growled, the three swords he swung collided with Wang Tianyu's sword.
Like ice and snow meeting fire, Zhao Wei's three swords began to dissipate rapidly as soon as they came into contact with the sword light emitted by Wang Tianyu.
Looking at the scene in front of him, a trace of despair appeared in Zhao Wei's eyes.
He knew that he had been defeated, defeated by someone who was much smaller than him, and who used his moves.
"hehe!"
There was despair in his eyes, but a strange laugh came out of Zhao Wei's mouth.
There was a lot of sarcasm in this laughter, and it was obvious that he was making fun of himself.
No matter what Zhao Wei's condition was, the sword light emitted by Wang Tianyu still hit him solidly.
"Bang!"
The blade chopped down from the head, directly knocking Zhao Wei to the ground.
After the loud bang, the blade light disappeared and the result of the game was announced.
The winner was obviously Wang Tianyu, because Zhao Wei was lying on the ring covered in blood.
If his body had not been slightly moving, many people would have thought he had been killed by the knife.
"Zhao Wei's challenge failed!"
After taking a look at Zhao Wei's appearance, Yang Taishan announced the result of the game.
"Oh my god, Zhao Wei couldn't even block a single move. His strength is too terrifying."
"He is indeed a monster. I thought he was just fast in training, but I didn't expect his fighting ability to be so amazing. It's a pity that I bet on 100 points."
"He killed a first-grade martial master in one blow. Is he going to break through to the second-grade martial master soon?"
"Haha, we won. The president is awesome."
"I said betting on the president was the right thing to do. I made a lot of money."
As soon as the battle ended, there was a burst of noise from the spectator seats.
Some were surprised at Wang Tianyu’s strength, some cursed him out loud because they had guessed the wrong result, and of course there were also those who were smiling happily because they had guessed the right result.
"It's so fast, I can't even hold up with a single blow."
Zhao Zongyang smiled and said this with a hint of meaning.
Of course Fang Zhen also saw the result of the game. Although his expression did not change, the slight fluctuations at the corners of his mouth still proved that he was not at peace in his heart.
A martial arts expert like Zhao Zongyang could certainly detect Fang Zhen's little movements.
Looking at Fang Zhen's appearance, Zhao Zongyang just smiled again without saying anything else.
On the stage, after the result of the match was announced, someone came up to carry Zhao Wei away.
Although Wang Tianyu's sword attack just now had been weakened after several times of resistance, the remaining power was still very huge.
Because of the excessive exploitation of his potential, Zhao Wei's body was already very weak, and the damage from the knife caused him to fall into a coma.
Zhao Wei was seriously injured. Even with good healing pills, it would definitely take a long time for him to fully recover.
Wang Tianyu did not feel any guilt, as the knife Zhao Wei stabbed him with in the other world almost took his life.
He is now stabbing back. It is only natural to take revenge.
Zhao Wei was carried off the stage, but Wang Tianyu did nothing.
Because the ranking change activity will continue, and it will be his turn next.
"It's your turn next, Wang Tianyu, choose an opponent."
Wang Tianyu didn't react much after hearing Yang Taishan's words, but there were some loud discussions in the audience.
"It's his turn again. This guy has played two games in a row and now he has to play the third game."
"That's right. Fighting three games in a row. Although this situation is not unprecedented, it is also very rare."
"I think he's definitely going to lose this fight. I hope he won't be beaten too badly by the old man."
Because of the fixed nature of the rules, Wang Tianyu will fight three consecutive games.
Not to mention the first two games, most people were not optimistic about him in the third game.
Because Wang Tianyu is ranked first among "newcomers", and because of the ranking change activity he can only challenge those who are ranked higher than himself.
Therefore, Wang Tianyu’s opponent in the third game will be selected from the old players mentioned above.
