Cold weapons are a man's romance

The scene was once chaotic.The referee who heard the sound asked the staff to restrain Alex (because he used violence against others first), and then called a doctor to check on Edward's condition.Large-scale events usually have a doctor on site, but this doctor is a fan of fighting and volunteered to be a volunteer to prevent accidents.Edward clutched his stomach and lay prone on the ground, moaning.Others ran around in panic, and even those who feared that the world would not be chaotic took out their mobile phones and began to shoot videos, or simply broadcast live.For the first time, Cesar showed a concerned expression. He tiptoed over the doctor's shoulder to observe Edward, and then returned to his original standing position with confidence.

"Ah, he's fine," he said lightly.

Edward refused to be examined by a doctor.He pushed away the doctor's hand and stood up, with fierce eyes, like a large beast provoked by a clumsy hunter, wanting to devour all the skinned and dismantled bones that witnessed his miserable state.

"Are you okay?" the referee asked, "Can you continue the game?"

"Of course."

"Don't be brave, even if you abstain now, no one can say anything about you. And I don't want to see you burp in the middle of a beating."

"Thank you for your concern, but I'm fine!" Edward yelled fiercely at the referee.

"...Who cares about you? I was thinking that if someone died in the game, it would not be good for promoting our sport."

"..." Edward's anger soared to the peak in an instant, but he couldn't attack the referee.

"Do you need some rest?"

"Give me 10 minutes." Then he shoved the referee away with his shoulder, squeezed his way through the curious and frightened crowd, and made his way to his secluded corner of the lounge.

The referee turned his head and pointed at the murderous Alex: "Save your dog's life first, and punish you after the game is over!"

"He's biting Cesar's face! Why can't I even get a thank you for saving his life!" Alex was very aggrieved.

The one whose face was bitten covered his handsome face which he managed so hard to keep, and said weakly, "One day I will sew his mouth up!"

"He... wants to kiss you forcibly?" Roman was surprised.

"What kind of expression do you have? He didn't succeed."

Roman looked around, dragged Cesar out of the chaotic crowd, and got into a quiet sports equipment storage room.

"Aren't you going to resist?"

"Why bother? I heard Alex's footsteps at that time. He must not dare to be presumptuous in front of strangers."

"You really underestimated Edward's guts! I bet he would do anything in a hurry!"

"Hey, I'm not a weak girl with no power to restrain a chicken. If he really dares to do something against common sense, I guarantee that he will not be able to compete in the future. Well, of course you will not be able to compete, coach Players who break the law are equally guilty."

Roman stared at Cesar for a few seconds, leaned over and kissed him on the lips.Cesare was amazed, and when they parted, he embraced Romain, caught his lover's lips like a butterfly, and continued the kiss without hesitation.

"What are you doing?" Cesar asked when they finally ended their long kiss.

"Help you disinfect."

Cesar burst out laughing, flushed with joy and lack of oxygen.

"Speaking of which, how did Edward know that I had a car accident? I remember that no one should have informed him."

Roman lowered his head in shame, and said falteringly: "I thought he knew it a long time ago, so I accidentally slipped my mouth."

"...Do you guys like discussing about me in the bathroom so much?"

What an obscene description!If Roman had a choice, he didn't want to discuss anything with Edward, including but not limited to Cesar.But the topic Edward raised first, what can he do?

"It's not that he questioned your relationship with me all the time." Roman muttered, "I couldn't help showing him 'you fell in love with me as early as the car accident', and then... you know , he was acutely aware of blind spots."

"You don't need to be very sharp to discover this kind of blind spot..." Cesar held his forehead, "Can't you talk to him less? Even if he provokes first, just pretend you didn't hear anything. "

"Are you trying to excuse him? So it's my fault for provoking him?"

"I mean, you should think of him as a cranky kid. In fact, he's just a kid who doesn't grow up. Are you going to get serious with a kid who doesn't know anything?"

"Little brat won't be staring at us, looking for opportunities to rekindle our old relationship with you."

"Your wording is inappropriate. We have never burned before, so how can we talk about rekindling?"

"Edward once liked you, and he still likes you now. Please don't pretend you didn't see it. Can you face up to this problem? Otherwise, he will harass me all day long, and I will be really annoying!"

"I was harassed by him too!"

"Isn't this a tragedy match! Is it interesting to compare this with me!" Roman complained, "If he restrained himself from contacting you before, he has completely let himself go now. He will run away whenever he has the chance To stalk you until you are moved by his 'persistence' and are willing to change your mind!"

"But you know that's impossible! If it's possible for me to change my mind, I've cooked rice with him seven years ago, so why wait until now? What's going on in your little head all day long? "

"Of course I'm thinking of you!" Roman couldn't help shouting.

He felt that Cesar should reject Edward with a more determined attitude, so that the guy would give up completely and no longer have any illusions about his childhood sweetheart.But Cesar now tolerates him like a child who makes mistakes, waits for him to turn to the light, and expects him to realize the fact that he is just a light bulb.But this attitude is of no use at all!This will only give Edward hope and encourage that kid's arrogance.

Was he spoiling Edward a little too much?Just imagine, when you were young, you had a young friend who was stupid, and you were much more mature than him. Every time he got into trouble, you tolerantly defended him, and you were not even willing to say harsh words.You know that he is interested in you, but you can't bear to break his heart, so you keep pretending not to know, hoping that he will find true love and forget you when he grows up, but it turns out that he never forgets you at all, and he is even proud of you. Push the nose on the face!

What Roman wants to see is Cesar sternly saying to Edward, "It is impossible for us, what has not happened in the past will not happen in the future, please stop harassing me and my lover, otherwise I will apply for personal restraint order", rather than a few ambiguous rejections.

He didn't want to hurt his old friend. It's not that Roman didn't understand this concern.He has a deep relationship with Blackson's grandparents. As long as there is a slight possibility of reconciliation, he will not completely tear apart his face with Edward, but will only play Tai Chi with Edward while avoiding the important ones.But has he ever thought that such a vague attitude will hurt his current lover?

"The final will start in 3 minutes, please Edward Blackson and Roman Rowe come in and get ready." The stadium broadcast sounded above their heads.

"It's time to go." Roman turned his head darkly.

"Roman."

Cesar took his hand.

"Any instructions, Coach?"

"...It's nothing. Play well." Cesar let go of his hand.

***

Like the Swordfish Championship, the final of the Silver Memorial Tournament is divided into two rounds, and each round is timed for 3 minutes. If one side scores 10 points first, or the time runs out, the round ends, and the side with the higher total score of the two rounds wins. .

The farce in the backstage just now has been broadcast live on ins from different angles by the troublemakers (mainly the Wannian [-]nd trio). The consequence of beating a competitor can only be disqualification. (His opponent just passed by the podium, suddenly picked up the bronze medal for no reason, experienced the ups and downs of fate, and is doubting life.)

The one who was beaten by Alex stood sullenly in the corner of the arena.It was only 10 minutes since he was beaten, and all kinds of rumors, both true and false, were already rampant: some said that he and Alex had an old grudge, some said that Alex deliberately hurt him both in order to prevent him from winning the championship, Others said that Alex and Edward also had a crush on Cesar, and they fought because they were rivals in love.The person concerned may be so angry that he vomits blood when he sees these rumors, and Mr. Nolan Norfolk has recorded the name of the person who issued the rumors in his secret notebook.

The referee didn't want to talk to Edward very much, after all, the former black prince didn't have a good reputation in the whole circle, but in line with the referee's job and humanitarian spirit, he still cared about the player: "Are you really okay? Can you continue to compete?"

Edward glanced at him coldly: "How long are you going to waste your time?"

Resisting the urge to give him a yellow card, the referee tapped the ground with a long stick: "Please shake hands."

Roman stepped forward, and Edward and Edward stared at each other.Perhaps it was the referee's illusion. He always felt that Edward's momentum was stronger than before, but Roman seemed a little powerless.

The two held each other's hands as if they were about to crush the bones of each other's fingers.

"You are not worth what he has paid at all." Edward said, "I will let you lose completely, and let him see how much you really have."

Roman wanted to refute Edward with a brilliant rant, but he remembered Cesar's words: Even if Edward provokes, you should pretend you didn't hear, don't get serious with childish brats.Although he didn't agree with Cesar's treatment of Edward at all, he still wanted to act in the way Cesar wanted, at least...at least Cesar would be happy.

He bit his lip and said nothing.Edward was surprised by the silence of his sharp-tongued opponent.

"Are you dumb?" He grinned grinningly, "It's nothing more than swordsmanship, you can't even quarrel with others?"

Damn, he still has an inch!Forget it, ignore him...don't pay attention to him... Roman thought silently.

They each return to one end of the field.Edward dons the brace with the help of shivering volunteers.Roman picked up the gloves, and Cesar stepped forward to put them on for him, but he stubbornly pushed them away.

It's not that a person can't wear protective gear well, it's just that it's more difficult.After putting on the thick glove, Roman's hands were so clumsy that he could hardly pick up another glove accurately.But he didn't want Cesar to help.If possible, he hoped Cesar would not touch him for the time being.He felt... awkward.

Lawrence, who was watching the battle, sighed behind them.He stepped forward and patted Cesar on the shoulder, telling him not to waste his efforts, and then took the other glove for Roman.

"One or two are so disturbing."

After putting on the mask, Roman heard Lawrence say this.Through the mask, he couldn't hear clearly.

"What did you say?"

"I said let you play hard." Lawrence pushed him into the field.

Meanwhile, Edward was getting ready.The two stood on the side of the referee, and the audience held their breaths. The lively live broadcast room of Dmitry was suddenly silent. Even Enya, who was still naive, sensed the seriousness of the atmosphere on the field, and couldn't help but clenched her mother's hand tightly. skirt angle.

"Please greet your opponent."

The two held their swords and saluted.