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Chapter 5: Each has its own strengths and principles
15:00~17:40, second round.

Shang Yu's match was in the first match, and Mu Zhengguang went to watch. This friend entered the first level in July, and he was a contemporary player. One or two wins were fine, but it would be difficult to continue.

Shang Yu's asymptotic entity is a piece of white paper. He spent two months seriously learning origami, from simple paper airplanes and paper cranes to complex lovebirds and spiral towers, and then returned to the ordinary, cups, tables, chairs, these common things, he could fold similar imitations of white paper with a glance.

In the first round, Shang Yu reached into his pocket, summoned a piece of white paper, and folded it into a knife. His opponent mistook it for a real knife. After the second knife appeared, Shang Yu successfully scared off his opponent and won.

The second round of the competition started, and Shang Yu threw a boomerang.

Even if you prepare the materials in advance, it takes at least two minutes to fold a boomerang. But Shang Yu folded ten darts in just a moment. His control of the paper did not rely on his fingers, but on his mind. When he thought, the boomerang was formed.

During this period, he was cautious about his opponent's sneak attacks and kept a relatively long distance from him.

The ten boomerangs were spread out in Shang Yu's hands like an open folding fan. He adjusted the angle, exerted force with his wrist and fingers, and threw all the boomerangs.

The boomerang spun and drew a chaotic white arc, like a leaf undulating in a storm. The slight difference in angle and position resulted in a completely different flight trajectory, making it hard to guard against.

The radius of the circular battle field is 20 meters, and the boomerang folded in the standard way has an attack range that is enough to cover the entire field.

The attack range is enough, but the hit rate is not enough. Shang Yu only practiced boomerangs this summer vacation. Out of ten boomerangs, only three darts hit the opponent, and the rest returned along the same path.

Shang Yu threw away all the boomerangs. This round of attack was to attract the opponent's attention and see what the opponent was capable of, not to win.

Yu Hongsheng opened his umbrella to block the boomerang.

A little rain seeped out of the black long-handled umbrella, dripping onto the table.

Mu Zhengguang thought that Shang Yu might lose: his paper had limited power and limited mass. The mass he could mobilize in a short period of time was about 8 kilograms. Could he break the opponent's defense with 8 kilograms of paper?

Shang Yu took advantage of the other party holding an umbrella and leaped forward. He folded out the hammer handle with one hand and the hammer head with the other hand. Together, they weighed about 5 kilograms. He was sure that the weight of the paper hammer far exceeded the weight of the umbrella.

Yu Hongsheng closed the umbrella, held the handle with both hands, and smashed it hard to the front left.

Shang Yu realized the weight of the umbrella after he was hit hard. The blow almost knocked him down. He changed his target and no longer wanted to hit the opponent's body, but to hit his face.

There were many sharp spikes on the paper hammer, and Yu Hongsheng was stabbed by the spikes, causing his skin to break and blood to ooze out.

The asymptotic entity of a first-order asymptote is enough to cause harm to the first-order asymptote, even if the entity is paper.

If Yu Hongsheng had not reached the first level, such an attack would have knocked him to the ground, but since he had reached the first level, he felt pain, but that was all. He raised his umbrella and was about to launch the next attack.

Shang Yu moved faster. He took back the paper hammer, folded a box and slammed it on the other person's head. Then he hit the other person's right wrist with the hammer and pulled the umbrella out with force.

The sudden darkness forced Yu Hongsheng to withdraw one hand and tear open the box. After that, his right hand was hit and he lost his strength, and his umbrella was taken away. Seeing the enemy close at hand, his mind worked very quickly and he immediately shouted loudly: "Don't fight, I give up."

Seeing this scene, Mu Zhengguang couldn't help thinking: For some people, once the asymptote entity leaves the body, it is tantamount to a catastrophe. The entity loses the control of the owner and the supply of the owner, and it will disappear soon. Before or after disappearance, the controllable entity will appear again, and the old and the new will alternate, and the cycle will continue. However, a game only lasts 20 minutes. It is impossible for most people to use this time to complete the process of "alternating between the old and the new". Perhaps, when it reaches the second and third levels, the possibility will increase, but that will be in the future. Now, Shang Yu won and his opponent lost.

The friend walked off the field swinging the hammer. Mu Zhengguang glanced at his phone and saw that the game had only been going on for less than a minute.

"Not bad, Shang Yu. The third battle is my fight. Do you want to come and see it?"

Shang Yu said, "Look. Now that I'm here, how can I not look?"

Time passed like cinnabar, and the star track slowly shifted a scale. The third game of the second round of the 3-1 game arrived as scheduled.

Mu Zhengguang used the same trick again. He held up the hourglass and quietly started the accelerated timer. He ran around the stadium again, trying to postpone the face-to-face confrontation as much as possible.

Every minute, 1/60 of the gold sand will flow from the top of the hourglass to the bottom, and the advantage of the team will become more and more obvious. However, this move also has obvious flaws. The hourglass shows a solid body, and once it is broken, the gold sand will be reset to its initial state.

Shang Yu felt that this time the situation was a bit risky, as his friend was facing real weapons, not paper and umbrellas.

Mu Zhengguang felt deeply uneasy, a well-founded nervousness spreading through his body and mind. This nervousness was different from the nervousness he felt when he read the rules of the game, because this time, he saw the danger, and the danger was getting closer and closer to him.

Peng Haoyuan chased the man with the knife for more than ten rounds. He didn't dare to run at full speed, nor did he dare to swing the knife. He held the handle of the knife carefully, fearing that his opponent would be injured by him.

In the last round, Peng Haoyuan faced a timid opponent who gave up when he saw him holding a knife. In this round, he was waiting for his opponent to give up.

A minute passed, and Peng Haoyuan still hadn't caught up with the other party, but he didn't think it was a big deal. Compared with the hourglass, the knife in his hand was a better weapon that could determine the outcome. He didn't expect that he was weakened.

Peng Haoyuan's self-confidence and caution interfered with his judgment. He was unaware of the loss of strength and had a wrong view of the battle situation.

By the third minute, Mu Zhengguang didn't plan to waste any more time. He wanted to emulate Shang Yu and win by seizing the knife.

Mu Zhengguang deliberately slowed down, and Peng Haoyuan mistakenly thought that he was exhausted, so he raised the knife with both hands, held it sideways, with the back of the knife facing forward, and accelerated his charge.

This charge is huge.

Mu Zhengguang slowed down to zero and stopped where he was, but Peng Haoyuan had no time to "brake" and the two passed each other.

Peng Haoyuan saw a smiling face, a gentle smile that seemed full of good intentions. Then he was knocked down and the knife was taken away.

Mu Zhengguang held the knife in his left hand, looking down from above.

Without his weapon, Peng Haoyuan's ease and composure disappeared. At this time, he made a very wise decision.

"I give up. I give up."

Mu Zhengguang did not return the knife to the other party immediately. He put the hourglass on the ground and swung the knife at the hourglass with all his strength.

The two collided, a long sound was heard, tiny cracks appeared on the hourglass, and the blade was slightly damaged.

When he swung the knife, his hand was very close to the blade, and only then did he feel that the blade was too hot. If it was him instead of the hourglass that was chopped, it would be too terrible.

After that, Mu Zhengguang used his knife to chop it several times, and the glass shell was covered with cracks, but the gold sand was still flowing, and the countdown was effective. At this point, he was completely sure of the sturdiness of the hourglass. He jumped off the platform, erased the hourglass, and the opponent's existence force was returned to the original number.

Shang Yu praised: "Amazing, you can beat him even if he has a knife."

"He relies on the knife, and I rely on..." Mu Zhengguang wanted to say "myself", but after thinking for a while, he changed his mind, "Forget it, I don't rely on myself, but on the hourglass."

Shang Yu was not sure how much weight the hourglass had. He did not know what the hourglass was used for, as Mu Zhengguang had not told him. Based on his experience, he guessed that the hourglass might have a weakening or strengthening effect. The longer the time, the more obvious the effect, but he had no idea how obvious it would be.

Shang Yu suddenly remembered that Mu Zhengguang was a medieval person. The three words "medieval person" represent unquestionable strength. Is relying on the hourglass your self-deprecating excuse? But you don't seem like a self-deprecating person!
After the game, Mu Zhengguang and Shang Yu spent nearly an hour to determine the location of all the platforms in the forest park, 16 venues, from 1-4 to 4-4. There were 16 games in each venue in the first round, so the number of contestants in the park venue could be calculated: 512.

(End of this chapter)