We are flushed, like two buffaloes fighting, and the muscles on our necks are protruding. Three minutes passed and we were deadlocked. For five minutes, my opponent relaxed a little. Once again, I gritted my teeth and pressed my opponent's arm hard on the table, so the first game was decided.
They sat on both sides of the table, holding their right hands tightly, staring at each other, their mouths closed and their teeth rattled like two aggressive cocks. Their clenched hands tilt to the right first, and then to the left. The students are both excited and nervous. Some students opened their eyes wide, and some students could not help but stand up.
We sat in the chair and held each other's other hand tightly. I gave each other a hostile look and he glared at me. "Three, two, one! Start! " At the teacher's command, we were dismissed.
I saw his face flushed, as if he had spent all his strength on his hands, but he couldn't beat me. I tried to hit him, too. As time went by, he and I confronted each other like this. After a while, I roared and braked to the left, knocking the other side down.