Nanjing University Affiliated High School Preparation Division.

Zhou Guobin, Wu Zixuan, Chen Xiaoxiao, and Cao Yiming sat in a row with a nervous expression.

Cao Yiming stared at his phone and muttered in a low voice: "It's over, Jiang Yun can't come. Xu Fei may be late, it's over."

Zhou Guobin frowned and glared at him, and asked, "Why, if they don't come, we can't fight?"

Without waiting for Cao Yiming to reply, Zhou Guobin continued: "It doesn't matter if Xu Fei and Jiang Yun can't catch up. We will be able to win with four or five, and we can fight hard."

Cao Yiming opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but couldn't say it. He hesitated for a long time and just shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Seeing his entangled look of wanting to speak but stopping, Zhou Guobin asked, "What do you want to say?"

Cao Yiming hesitated for a while and whispered: "I think we should delay time."

"What does it mean?" Zhou Guobin frowned.

"If Xu Fei cannot arrive before the game starts, we will go up one by one to drag the time, only defend and not attack, try to extend the game time, and it doesn't matter if we drag the score to 0-40. Just drag it until Xu Fei comes over, he can play five at one!"

Cao Yiming's words were astonishing, causing the whole room to fall silent.

"Are you okay? Why are you crazy?"

Wu Zixuan, who had the best relationship with Cao Yiming, spoke up to break the silence.

Cao Yiming gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not crazy. This is the safest way to play. You have also seen the strength of Jingping Vocational High School. They are not lucky to eliminate the runner-up in the previous session by 50 to 15."

"We are not relying on luck," Wu Zixuan glared in anger, "Aren't we playing all the way to the finals based on our ability? Xu Fei and Jiang Yun don't come. If you go with us, four to five, there is no chance."

"No, four against five, we really have no chance." Cao Yiming opened his shoulder bag, took out a notepad and handed it to Zhou Guobin.

"What is this?" Zhou Guobin opened the notepad.

Cao Yiming pointed to the notepad and said, "Look at the last page. I didn't pay attention to this Jingping Vocational High School before. After watching the quarterfinals and semi-finals, I asked someone to ask for me. There is a Jingping Vocational High School named Shi Hui. He has never been on the stage yet. He is the trump card of Jingping Vocational High School. His level is about four stages. This is the information I bought from his classmates for money."

"You..." Zhou Guobin looked at Cao Yiming in surprise. The quarterfinals and semi-finals were only finished yesterday afternoon. This kid had already figured out the opponent's background clearly, and his efficiency was too high.

Cao Yiming continued, "My brother is also a fourth-degree person. My brother said Xu Fei is much better than him."

"What do you mean?" Zhou Guobin asked.

Cao Yiming avoided his gaze and whispered: "Shi Hui is definitely not Xu Fei's opponent, so I think it's safest for us to delay time."

"So, we can only wait for Xu Fei to come and go. We have been preparing for the competition for three years, just to be a turtle with a head-reducing turtle? Have you ever thought about this before? You want to delay time, but the three of us-"

The speech came to an abrupt end because Zhou Guobin discovered that Wu Zixuan and Chen Xiaoxiao's expressions had changed.

Wu Zixuan and Chen Xiaoxiao looked at each other, and saw fear and worry in each other's eyes. They knew in their hearts that with their strength, they could not compete with the four swordsmen at all.

Chen Xiaoxiao pressed her fingers anxiously and murmured: "If Jingping Vocational High School really has a four-stage, we..."

Wu Zixuan followed his words and said, "Or what Cao Yiming said, we will take turns to delay time? The coach said he went to pick up Xu Fei, and even if he was late, he would not be too late."

Zhou Guobin seemed to be poured on the basin of ice water on his face, frozen, and his breathing gradually became heavier. He inhaled and exhaled, and was extremely angry. Instead, he laughed, laughing helplessly.

Finally, he shook his head in disappointment, strode out of the room, and closed the door with force.

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2:20 pm.

Olympic Sports Center is overcrowded.

Music sounded in the stadium, and the host began to introduce the two final teams.

2:30 pm.

The host announced the start of the competition, and the shouts in the audience shook the sky and soared into the sky.

The Chinese kendo has been passed down for thousands of years, and the kendo event is one of the most popular competitive competitions. Although this is only a provincial league, the audience's enthusiasm is not inferior to that of fans watching the World Cup.

Through the large screens on all sides, the audience saw the referee signaling the players on both sides to take the stage.

Jingping Qihao Jiandao team sent a team member less than 1.7 meters tall.

Chen Xiaoxiao took the lead in the Jiandao team of Nanyang University Affiliated High School.

"Xiaoxiao, only defend, not attack! If you can drag for one more second, you will drag for another second!" Cao Yiming put his hands together and shouted to him, "The coach hasn't come over yet, and hasn't replied to the news. It must have been received by Xu Fei and is rushing here. We just need to drag for a while!"

Chen Xiaoxiao looked back at Cao Yiming, nodded slightly, and then he looked at Zhou Guobin.

Seeing Zhou Guobin's disappointed eyes, Chen Xiaoxiao felt so blocked that he sighed, shook his arms, cheered up, and turned around to salute his opponent.

The team members of Jingping Vocational High School also bowed and bowed. Then, he held the sword in both hands and moved slowly to test Chen Xiaoxiao's reaction.

"Chen Xiaoxiao is unstable in the lower plate, so you can find an opportunity to attack."

This is the conclusion that the captain and Shi Hui came to after watching the game video. Thinking of this conclusion, he calmly aimed at Chen Xiaoxiao's knees and ankles, and then decisively launched an attack.

After a tentative attack, he immediately returned to defense, but Chen Xiaoxiao did not take advantage of the situation to counterattack as he expected, but instead opened the distance and put on a defensive posture again.

What is this tactic?

The members of Jingping Vocational High School hesitated for a moment and continued to attack.

After a few rounds, he felt very confused.

Just defend but not attack, isn’t this waiting to lose the game?

At this time, many experienced audience members also discovered Chen Xiaoxiao's abnormality, and the audience suddenly booed.

After all, Chen Xiaoxiao is a student of seventeen or eighteen years old, and she will inevitably be affected by the audience's reaction and will soon be distracted. Although he tried his best to defend, he was scored by his opponent in a few minutes.

In just a few minutes, it seemed like a few hours had passed for him.

Playing a game like this is simply torture.

When the referee blew the whistle and announced that Chen Xiaoxiao was eliminated, he turned around and left, not even caring about basic etiquette.

Zhou Guobin didn't say anything, Wu Zixuan grabbed Chen Xiaoxiao's wrist and shook it, and did not say a word. He came to the stage without saying a word, and also stepped down without saying a word.

Next was Cao Yiming, who had a heavier psychological burden, but not because of the audience's booing, but because he placed a heavy bet on the game.

Soon, the score on the scoreboard became 0:30, and the cheers in the venue were like waves, one after another.

"Jingping Vocational High School, come on--"

"Jingping vocational high school, you will definitely win--"

The shouts were like mountains and tsunamis, and most of the audience were cheering for Jingping Qiqi High School.

Before the finals began, at least half of the audience supported Nanda High School, because most of the audience were locals in Nandu and were more emotionally inclined to Nanda High School.

But after three games, the audience in the stadium fell to the ground and turned to Jingping vocational high school.

Everyone loves to watch the story of the dark horse counterattack, not to mention that the contestants of Jingping Vocational High School are so inspiring. Compared with this, the performance of Nanjing University High School is like a joke.

Most of the audience just cheered for Jingping Qiong, but some viewers with bad tempers cursed.

After spending money to buy tickets, the finals were played like this. They were naturally angry. Some said that the Nanyang University High School was a turtle, some said that it was a false reputation, and some said that it was a fake match...

Hearing the criticism and accusations in the audience, Zhou Guobin pinched his fist and clattered.

"Captain, it's your turn." Cao Yiming gently pushed Zhou Guobin next time.

Zhou Guobin looked at him, then looked at Chen Xiaoxiao and Wu Zixuan, and then picked up his cell phone and dialed out.

"Hey, Xu Fei? Don't talk, listen to the sounds at the scene."

Zhou Guobin raised his cell phone, and after a while, he put the cell phone back in his ear.
Chapter completed!