After the polite exchanges, both men picked up their wooden swords. There are no fancy warm-ups and starting moves like those in movies and novels. Both of them held their wooden swords calmly, took steady steps, and slowly changed their body shapes. At this moment, time seemed to stand still and the air was eerily quiet. In my mind, I made up this picture - in an ancient valley, two martial arts masters - Li Bai and Du Fu, were having a fierce sword duel.
Li Bai holds a long sword, wears white clothes, has a delicate face and elegant temperament. Du Fu holds an iron sword in his hand and wears a brown Taoist robe. He looks confident and majestic. The two stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere was tense.
"Li Bai, your swordsmanship is getting better and better. It seems that I still underestimate you." Du Fu said lightly.
"Du Fu, you're not bad either. Our swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world." Li Bai responded with a smile.
The two began to fight, the sword light flashed and the wind howled. Their swordsmanship is characterized by speed and accuracy, and every confrontation shakes the air around them. The audience stared wide-eyed at the swordsmanship display of the two men, and couldn't help but be intoxicated by their thrilling performance.
In the fierce battle, Li Bai relied on his own strength and experience to constantly attack Du Fu's weaknesses. Du Fu, on the other hand, constantly changed his posture, used attack to attack, and used clever techniques to resolve Li Bai's offensive.
As time passed by, the two men's sword skills became faster and faster, and the audience only heard the clang sound when the sword blades collided. When the sword power came to an end, the two of them jumped back almost at the same time, and then stood firmly on the spot.
"Du Fu, I admire your strength." Li Bai said seriously.
"Li Bai, you are also an excellent swordsman." Du Fu responded with a smile.
The two looked at each other and smiled, as if this confrontation was just an episode in their lives.
Suddenly, a bang and a strong collision of wood brought me back to reality from my fantasy. My mutated eyes captured the trajectory of the wooden sword frame after frame. During the two-minute confrontation between the two, Yamagata seemed to have discovered Wu Song's flaw and chose to take the initiative. It only took about a tenth of a second for his sword to strike near Wu Song's head. The moment Wu Song struck down the wooden sword, he took a step forward, raised his right hand to block, tilted the tip of the sword towards his left shoulder, and slid the mountain-shaped wooden sword to the left side of his body. Yamagata Jindao's blocking action didn't seem to be surprising. It seemed that at the moment when the two wooden swords separated, he turned his wrists diagonally very quickly, intending to seal his throat with one sword.
This frame made me terrified. According to Yamagata's speed, if Wu Song raised his sword to chop Yamagata, he would be hit by Yamagata in advance. If Wu Song chooses to block, there is a high probability that Yamagata will cut him in the waist. In short, in this case, Wu Song loses. Sure enough, when masters compete with each other, winning or losing is determined by one and a half moves. There are not so many bells and whistles.
The next moment, I sighed deeply in my heart. Sure enough, ginger is still spicy. Poor Wu Song was about to be killed instantly. Being humiliated internationally is no high honor. But Wu Song's behavior shocked me. He didn't seem to make any move to raise the sword or block. Instead, he used an impact movement similar to that of an iron mountain. Then he turned his body to the right, swung the sword up with his right hand, and made a wide opening and closing movement. The raised wooden sword accurately struck Yamagata's neck. At this moment, Yamagata's wooden sword just passed Wu Song's left shoulder. In my opinion, Wu Song's sword is about 0.06 seconds faster than Yamagata's. Maybe in the eyes of others, they both hit each other's neck at the same time, but in fact, in actual combat, Wu Song's blow would have caused Yamagata to lose his strength instantly and be killed instantly. And this whole process, from Yamagata's attack to being instantly killed, took about one point and one second.
Afterwards, everyone burst into applause and praised the two superb swordsmanship. But Yamagata was stunned for a while, then shook his head for a long time, bowed to Wu Song, and said in the Song Dynasty language somewhat incoherently: "Since ancient times, heroes have been born young. Unexpectedly, the one sword style that I am best at, even me Fusang's most powerful endurance was defeated by my sword, but I was defeated by your Excellency. I thought this move was unsolvable. After all, I am still short-sighted."
At this time, the Prime Minister named Yui stood up, smiled and said to the translator girl: "Can I compete with that young lady?"
I don’t know why, but another imagined picture appeared in my mind - the two of them appeared in the world of The King of Fighters, Yui-sensei transformed into Mai Shiranui, and the translator transformed into Mary. The duel between them attracted the attention of countless viewers.
When the match begins, Mai Shiranui and Mary, dressed in sexy tunic suits, stand in the ring, ready for a fierce battle. The audience stood up and cheered them on.
Mai Shiranui was the first to launch an attack, turning her fan and spitting fire from her butt. Her kicks were fast and accurate, making Mary dazzled and unable to parry. And Mary had to use her excellent dodge skills and flexible posture to avoid Mai Shiranui's attack, so that Mai Shiranui's attack would have difficulty touching Mary's vitals.
It was difficult to determine the outcome of this battle for a while. Both fighters are very powerful and their skills and reaction speed are very fast. The audience watched the game nervously, anticipating a shocking ending.
Finally, Mai Shiranui discovered a flaw in Mary, and she quickly seized the opportunity and kicked Mary in the vital part. Marie falls to the ground and the referee declares Mai Shiranui the winner.
The audience cheered for Mai Shiranui's victory. Mai Shiranui lifted up her skirt and walked off the ring with a smile. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but despise myself. Why is it so evil? I should have assumed that the translator won the duel. But because of what I have heard and what I have seen and heard, and because I have been an apprentice for many years, I fantasized about Prime Minister Yui defeating the translator. It is so shameful.
At this time, the voice of the translator came: "I'm sorry, I am a civilian and I don't know how to fight." After hearing this, Prime Minister Yui actually said to me: "Then this young talent, how dare you fight with me?" Let me fight?" This sentence made me get goosebumps all over my body. Maybe that Yui just wanted to fight me, but I interpreted that sentence as so evil and tinged with color.
