Ye Luo left the indiscriminate duel arena in despair, and threw the long sword in his hand on the ground.
The magic bulletin board behind him displayed the text: “Adventurer Yeluo’s 73-game winning streak has ended!”
73-game winning streak, not 3-game winning streak or 7-game winning streak, but 73-game winning streak. With only 27 games left, he can get his wish and get the second schedule pass-through card.
Ye Luo never sleeps and fights in the game for four full days. Today is his fifth winning streak ended, and the closest he has come to winning.
45 consecutive victories, 32 consecutive victories, 53 consecutive victories, 67 consecutive victories, this is his previous record of four consecutive victories.
However, no matter which time, it seems that there is a big gap between the 100-game winning streak.
Ye Luo’s win rate has reached a terrifying 93%, but even this win rate is not enough for him to get the pass-through card.
A 100-game winning streak in the No Difference Absolute Competition requires not only strength and talent, but also good luck.
This is 100 games, and it is very likely that he will encounter a “natural enemy” who is restrained by his playing skills, and will be defeated inexplicably.
At present, the goddess of luck has never favored him.
This was also his own fault. Liszt gave him such a good opportunity, but he didn’t grasp it. No wonder the goddess of luck would leave him.
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Ye Luo thought about it for a while, if he was the goddess of luck, he might have been so angry that he would have been reincarnated long ago.
His self-abuse lasted less than two minutes.
He has three days left, and it is impossible for him to give up until the last moment.
Not that he wanted to continue being Liszt’s student, but that he felt guilty—guilt that he had failed Liszt’s expectations.
Ye Luo doesn’t like guilt, so he wants to make amends, for which he is willing to give everything he has now.
Well, apparently, his favorite blooms are to be excluded.
Ye Luo picked up the long sword that he had thrown on the ground.
He recalled the battle just now, thinking about why he lost, and what to do next time so that he would not lose.
He frowned and gestured with his long sword, trying to find the correct way to win the match just now.
What he didn’t know was that Liszt was quietly observing him in a corner at this time.
“His path has gone astray.” Liszt shook his head and said.
“Why do you say that?” Redhead asked in confusion.
“Does he know what he’s thinking?” Liszt explained. “He’s thinking about the mistakes he just made and how to avoid them later.”
“Is that wrong?” the redhead asked.
“This is standard student thinking,” Liszt said. “You all come from students. You have to sort out the wrong questions every day, and reviewing the wrong questions has become a habit.”
He went on to say, “However, this is the Miracle Continent, not the school. The way it is on campus will not work here.”
“If it’s not right, what should he do?” The redhead asked suspiciously.
Liszt didn’t answer immediately, he came to Ye Luo’s side with red hair.
“Come with me,” he said bluntly.
“Teacher.” Ye Luo was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Liszt.
Soon, Ye Luo followed Liszt to a non-safe area outside the city.
Liszt broke off a branch at will, and then said to Ye Luo: “Bring out the sword.”
“As ordered.” Ye Luo knew that Liszt had a heart to give advice, he did not hesitate, he held a sword flower with the long sword in his hand, and stabbed it towards Liszt’s neck.
The quality of this sword is extremely high, there is truth in reality, there is reality in reality, and the combination of reality and reality is quite perfect. Before the red hair could see clearly, the tip of the sword stabbed Liszt in the face.
Liszt stepped aside, avoided the tip of the sword, and easily pressed the branch against Ye Luo’s throat.
He carefully controlled his strength to ensure that the branches would not touch Ye Luo’s body.
He was afraid of giving Ye Luo a second for no reason.
“Teacher.” Ye Luo sighed, “I lost.”
“It’s right to lose, after all, I’m still your teacher for the time being.” Liszt said, “What are you thinking now?”
“I was wondering if my sword made a mistake just now, and how to defeat the teacher.” Ye Luo said sincerely.
“Do you understand?” Liszt asked.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“My sword is too slow, my teacher’s sword is too fast, no matter what I do, it is impossible to beat the teacher.”
“Then what’s the point of your reflection?”
“I just… can’t help but think.”
“What you should think about is your own sword, not someone else’s sword,” Liszt said.
“I’ve seen the game, those top players, no matter how strange the opponent’s play, how strange the routine, they can always win easily.”
Liszt went on to ask: “Are they going to change their style based on how the opponent plays? Are they going to examine themselves for losing?”
Ye Luo was thoughtful, shook his head and replied, “No.”
“What did you think of?” Liszt asked.
“Even if I lose, I should stick to my sword. If I lose, I must reflect. If I lose, I must change. Then I will never know what my sword looks like.”
Liszt nodded with satisfaction and said, “It seems that you understand.”
“I don’t need to decipher other people’s moves, I just need to stick to my sword and let others decipher my moves!” Ye Luo suddenly realized.
“Yes, although the execution is not very good, but fortunately the talent is okay.” Liszt commented.
He asked again, “Then do you know what your sword should look like?”
“I don’t know, I hope the teacher can give me some guidance.” Ye Luo respectfully said.
“I want to go.” Liszt handed the branch to Ye Luo, “Your own sword, only you know.”
As soon as the words fell, he left here with red hair, leaving only Ye Luo standing in a daze.
“You should be a magician, why do you have such a deep understanding of swordsmanship?” asked the redhead.
“I don’t understand swords, who said I understand swordsmanship?” Liszt replied.
“Then you just…” The redhead opened his eyes wide.
“I don’t understand swords, but I have read martial arts novels.”
Liszt continued: “Ye Luo is very talented, and there is an advantage to having a high talent. You only need to say something specious, and they will understand it themselves.”
Liszt’s routine is too deep, bottomless.
The redhead simply didn’t know what to say.
“So, after they understand something, as long as you follow their train of thought, you will definitely not be wrong,” Liszt said.
“Then what you said to me before…”
“It’s all nonsense.” Liszt smiled, “After all, I also need to get into the state before saying those specious words.”
“You…you are such a good teacher.” The redhead gave Liszt a thumbs up, and she couldn’t even tell whether she was complimenting or mocking.