hero?it must be me

The smile on Zheng Qi's face, which seemed to deliberately arouse the resistance of the audience, subsided.

He turned around and walked to his place.

Then he turned around and looked at Titus who was ten meters away from him with a calm face.

The referee who was ignored by the two was also a little helpless, but he seemed to be used to this situation and hurried off the field.

"start!!!"

Following the referee's order, it was Titus Baiyang who took the lead.

He looked like Zheng Qi who was walking towards him after a slow beat.

Until this time, Zheng Qi still had his hands in his pockets.

Sure enough, after all, he was a [layman]——At this moment, this idea came to Titus' mind.

He was proud, even arrogant, but he was by no means an idiot.

Regarding Zheng Qi, he has done serious research.

It's a pity that there is too little information about Zheng Qi, and the only thing that is really useful is the videotape of the Capture the Flag game.

That's enough for Titus, though.

First, through the videotape, and then through the observation just now, Titus can already be sure of one thing.

Zheng Qi is undoubtedly an outsider.

Although he did seem to be a strong player who had experienced many battles, even though he defeated Ingra, that trash, but in the field of knight competition, this guy was a layman after all.

Titus admitted that Zheng Qi did have some real skills, but that was only for laymen.

That's it.

When charging towards Zheng Qi, he still thought so.

then……

Then something very strange happened.

Titus saw Zheng Qi suddenly turn his back to him.

He saw that Zheng Qi was actually facing away from him.

And then--

The moment the darkness suddenly enveloped his vision, Titus Baiyang, whose head lost consciousness under the impact of a huge force, couldn't see anything...

Chapter 205 Chapter 35: Warm-up is over, let's start

For a moment, the arena fell silent.

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on Titus who was already lying flat on the ground.

The exquisite and sturdy helmet was shattered, and under the disintegrated metal fragments, Titus Baiyang's tranced face was revealed.

Nosebleeds stained his face.

In the opened mouth, several teeth could be seen missing.

In this arena—no, in Casimir, who has ever seen the left-handed knight Titus Baiyang lying on the field like this?

And who has seen the left-handed knight Titus Baiyang fly four or five meters away with just one punch like a dilapidated sandbag?

Yes, it was Zheng Qi's punch that led to this result.

A punch right in the face of Titus Baiyang!

This scene made all the audience in the arena, no, even Big Mouth Mobu in the commentary booth and the referees on one side lost their minds.

At this moment, they who witnessed this scene seemed to be choked by an invisible palm, unable to make a sound, and even forgot to breathe for a short time.

They could only stare at this scene with their eyes widened stiffly, as if they wanted to keep this scene deep in their hearts, but also as if they did not want to believe that this was the real reality.

This silence, after two seconds, was broken by Big Mouth Mobu who came back to his senses first.

"Fate—hit!!!!"

His passionate voice echoed in the arena through the radio, finally reminding the audience to continue to breathe.

"Hey, what happened?! The first contact between the two sides in a flash! At the moment when neither of us had time to react, it was the left-handed knight who fell into decline!"

"Okay! Now the director will replay what happened at that moment in slow motion on the big screen in the venue!"

Following Dazui Mobu's words, most of the audience had no time to express their feelings at the moment, and they subconsciously looked at the big screen in the center of the arena.

There, the image processed by the slow-motion lens showed everyone what happened at that moment.

"We saw that it was the left-handed knight who charged first. At this time, Zheng Qi was still strolling in the garden—oh! Here we come! Zheng Qi started to move—"

"what--"

Big Mouth Mobu almost screamed: "What kind of pose is this?!"

"Facing the left-handed knight rushing up, Zheng Qi actually chose to bend over and turn around, with his back to the left-handed knight's halberd—"

"This pose! Don't say it's a knight competition, this is a pose that you can't even use in street fights, right? Can you really see your opponent like this?"

"It's not so much a posture of martial arts, it's more like it's about to throw something!"

"The empty door is wide open, ignoring the opponent, as if you haven't even thought about the follow-up of this blow!"

"However - God! Even the slow-motion camera can hardly keep up with the speed of Zheng Qi's punch at this moment! The left-handed knight seems to have no time to react at all. The helmet made of fine iron is in front of the fist burning with golden flames. So vulnerable!"

"What a gorgeous golden flame! Could this be the real body of Zheng Qi's mysterious Originium skill?!"

"Oh! Look! Facing the opponent who fell to the ground, Zheng Qi did not choose to continue chasing! He put his hands back into his pockets as if nothing had happened at the beginning!"

"Is he waiting? Is he waiting for something?!"

"That demeanor—that calm and composed demeanor!"

"—He is waiting for the opponent to [get up]!"

"Zheng Qi, waiting for the left-handed knight to stand up again!"

"With that expression, you can tell that you are a habitual offender at a glance!!!"

Mob the Big Mouth was right.

Zheng Qi was indeed waiting.

He was waiting for Titus Baiyang to get himself up from the ground.

Although it was only a little bit, Zheng Qi noticed when he withdrew his fist that when Titus fell to the ground, his whole body was not clinging to the ground.

Although it was only a little bit, Titus' head was indeed lifting up slightly.

Even though his eyes were about to lose focus, even though his face was stained with nosebleeds, Titus Baiyang did not completely lose consciousness.

His body still wants to stand up.

His instinct was to continue fighting Zheng Qi.

...Actually, normally speaking, according to the rules of knightly competition, in a situation like this, the referee should intervene in the arena.

Moreover, there is a high probability that it should be directly judged that Titus Baiyang has lost the ability to continue fighting.

Because in a situation like this, as long as Zheng Qi stepped forward and stepped on Titus' head, everything would be over.

To put it bluntly, with just one punch, the winner is already divided.

In order to protect the competitive knights, in this situation, the referee should simply enter the arena to announce the winner.

However, the referee never showed up.

Big Mouth Mobu on the commentary seat kept advocating that Titus Baiyang still had the power to fight.

Zheng Qi was not surprised by this.

This city, this country, has this attitude towards infected knights,

Even the blood knight who is known as the idol of the infected, how much did he sacrifice in exchange for his current status and right to speak?

To be honest, Zheng Qi would not be surprised even if the Chamber of Commerce secretly finds Xuan Tie from the Wuzhou League to give him two arrows later.

The only thing that surprised him was that Titus Baiyang actually withstood that punch just now.

Blessed with Ripple's pride and strengthened his physical ability, the punch just now was heavier than the punch that sent Ingra directly to the hospital.

Moreover, this punch hit Titus' head.

Being able to withstand this punch was not only because of Titus' excellent equipment, but also because he still made a little response at the critical moment.

The moment Titus was hit, he relaxed his body, tilted his head back as much as possible, trying to avoid the center of force of Zheng Qi's fist, which was almost bigger than half his head.

The fighting instinct that had been deeply embedded in Titus' body after many battles had come into play.

This allowed him to avoid the possibility that even the skull would "bloom" like the helmet.

Should it be said that he was the man who once targeted the great knight?

If he hadn't gradually degenerated in the years after Margaret's departure, and the effect of the show all day long, almost turning himself from a technical anchor to a funny anchor, maybe the punch I just just missed would have been missed.

Zheng Qi looked at Titus Baiyang, who was gradually regaining consciousness, leaning on the halberd and slowly getting up from the ground, and took his hands out of his pockets.

Facing the opponent who seemed to be a bit shaky, Zheng Qi didn't say much.

He just raised his fists slowly, facing the panting Titus Baiyang head-on in a strange posture.

Warm-up is over.

This is the official start.

Chapter 206 Chapter 36: Titus, not bad

blood.

From Titus' nasal cavity and mouth, like a faucet turned on, blood poured down in long columns.

It was an injury rarely seen even in the arena.

Most of the time, there will be a trace of restraint in the battle between competitive knights.

Even if you lose this game, you will still be able to fight back in the next game, so rather than trying your best here, it is better to choose to protect yourself—ideas like this are actually quite popular among competitive knights.

Even if you can't publicize this point of view with great fanfare, the fact is that there are not a few competitive knights who have this idea.

Therefore, although real swords and guns are used to come and go, in fact, under the intervention of the rules, the casualty rate of competitive knights is relatively low.

A [big star] like Titus Baiyang seldom looked so bloody and embarrassed.

However, today, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the legendary left-handed knight Titus Baiyang ended up like this after only withstood one blow from his opponent.

Stretching out his hand and twisting his dislocated nasal bone, breathing the rusty air again in pain, Titus spit bloody saliva towards the ground.

His shaking brain is gradually calming down, and the double image in front of his eyes is also slowly becoming clear.

It will take about ten seconds... No, five seconds, and the halberd in his hand can be tightened again.

Titus stared at Zheng Qi directly in front of him.

(...What kind of posture is that?)

Titus looked at Zheng Qi in confusion.

Raise your hands high, clenched into fists and place them on both sides of your head, not only the midline of your body, but even the sides are open.

Does this count as a gesture?

Titus has faced many opponents, and he has seen many martial arts styles.

With a sword, with a spear, with a knife, with an axe, with a hammer, with a crossbow, with a bow...

Not to mention that he has seen all eighteen kinds of weapons, but at least he knows a thing or two about the martial arts genre that can be called in Kasimir.

The so-called posture, no matter what genre it is, often follows a basic truth.

That is to seek a balance between offense and defense.

But look at the guy in front of him.

What kind of posture is this?