295 Rolands Saber Arts are Strong Too (2/2)
The five players from the small country of South Asia were lined up in a row, all of them with their hands open, bellowing as they walked forward.
On the other hand, Roland's side didn't say anything and just held their weapons and slowly stepped forward.
There were immediately more bullet-screen comments in the livestream.
”Look at that, the other side's imposing manner, and then look at our side, one can immediately tell who is the better. I think there's not much of a chance this time.”
”That's right, it doesn't matter if you're not strong, you should at least have an imposing manner. Cold warfare is all about being formidable.”
”Sigh, it's the second team, after all, be lenient.”
At the scene, the other party was still about three meters away from Roland and the others, and they continued to roar because based on experience, the opponents could not attack at this distance.
But Roland, Brazil, and Schuck moved at the same time.
The three of them took two steps at the same time and then used the stepping frontal slash at the same time, so uniformly as if they had rehearsed it.
The length of the miaodao was about one and a half meters, and with the length of the arms, it was a full two meters of reach.
Stepping and leaning forward, one could get almost another meter of distance, so three meters was almost the limit attack range for the miaodao.
The blade struck downward, directly at the other's head.
The players from the small South Asian country were still roaring to bolster their imposing manner.
As a result, none of them had enough reaction speed to avoid this slash, and although they had shielded upward in a protective action, they were still too late.
The end of the miaodao struck directly on the opponent's helmet, leaving a short dent after a clang.
If it was an edged weapon, it could really split this helmet in half.
But without an edged blade, it just couldn't break the defense.
But even so, the other side still didn't feel good.
To an outsider, it sounded like a crisp clang, but to the attacked, it was a loud thud.
Somewhat dizzy from the shock, the player who was attacked by Roland made a move with his shield to protect his head as he retreated.
Roland switched feet again to step forward, but this time it was no longer a vertical chop, but a diagonal upward slash.
This player had to raise his left arm to protect his head, which exposed his armpit.
The upward slash directly hit him on the armpit, also making a clanging sound.
The full-body armor also shielded this area, but the defense would be lower.
If there was no protection, Roland's miaodao could still injure his opponent's shoulder joint even without an edged blade.
The small South Asian player felt numb under his armpit at this moment, and his left hand went a little soft, so he was even more frightened into stepping back.
Roland took one more step forward, quickly retracted the miaodao onto his shoulder, then turned around sharply and used the most powerful turning horizontal slash amongst the miaodao stances.
In the process of turning around, Roland suddenly noticed that the surroundings seemed to slow down for a moment, and he seemed to have cut through something.
Like white lightning, the miaodao then slashed at the opponent's helmet—the position of the temple.
The saber sliced through the air with a whistling sound that was quick and sharp.
The end of the miaodao blade swept through the opponent's helmet, and the small South Asian contestant's entire body was knocked down to Roland's right.
On the side, Qi Shaoqiu stood up abruptly, a look of disbelief in his eyes.
[1] Yao Ming Face
[2] Sony's former CEO, who is also famous for his smile