Chapter 191: The Snowfield Field of the Melee
"Everyone, queue up to enter the portal in order, and then you will be randomly teleported into the small world. Everyone has had a period and don't need me to say more. Let's get inside. "Next to the huge portal in the center of the square of the training area, the voice of a teacher reverberates throughout the square, it must be the effect of some kind of god costume or combat skill.
As the teacher's voice fell, the portal in the center of the plaza activated, a pale blue halo appeared, and the crowd in the plaza began to move forward. One by one, the students who participated in the battle walked into the portal one after another, and the crowd gradually narrowed. When Zhuang Xiaoyuan finally lined up with three people, the crowd in the square had already decreased by nearly half.
"Madoka, stupid Hui, stay safe." In front of the portal, Chu Miaomiao nodded at Zhuang Xiaoyuan and Wen Hui and walked to the other side of the portal, she was ranked eleventh and did not need to participate in the first melee.
Although there is basically no danger in the qualifying match, the small world of the game is the world transformed by the master of the space god himself, as long as he is hurt to a certain extent or says to admit defeat, he will be automatically teleported out. However, Chu Miaomiao still said a word of concern.
"Hmm. Xiaohui, let's go inside. Nodding at Chu Miaomiao, Zhuang Xiaoyuan and Wen Hui looked at each other and smiled, and took the lead into the portal area. The moment he entered the portal, Zhuang Xiaoyuan felt a flower in front of him, the scenery changed, and the original training area square was replaced by another scenery.
When Zhuang Xiaoyuan looked up, what he saw was a boundless snowfield, with tiny snowflakes falling in the sky.
I had heard Chu Miaomiao say before that the first melee had a different battle venue every time, sometimes it was a desert, sometimes a forest, and of course, there were also swamps and snow and other scenes. There is no doubt that this time it is snow.
Looking at the boundless snowfield around him, Zhuang Xiaoyuan tightened his clothes, fortunately, it was winter outside, and his clothes were warm, not in the summer when he entered here with short sleeves.
Although the current clothes are not enough to protect against the cold in the cold snowfield, it is the same condition for everyone except the Ice Guardian Spirit. At most, when you really can't stand it, you can use the ability of the four minai. For now, it's still about preserving divine power, and let's understand the specific situation first.
The decision has been made, Zhuang Xiaoyuan looked around, and he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest at all, so he could only find a random direction to go first. Just as Zhuang Xiaoyuan took a step and was about to leave in the chosen direction, a vague space distortion appeared not far from her.
This is the person behind who teleported in.,Hit the jackpot.,It is said that the chance of teleporting to the same place since the start of the qualifying tournament is very small.,And this time it happened to be met by Zhuang Xiaoyuan.,Or I entered first.,This person entered later.。
The moment he saw the space distortion, Zhuang Xiaoyuan immediately started and rushed to that position, and when the figure appeared in this snowfield, Zhuang Xiaoyuan was already less than half a meter away from this person.
"You ......" As soon as the figure came out of the teleportation, when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhuang Xiaoyuan approaching his face quickly, and the whole person was directly shocked. It's completely too late to reflect. Zhuang Xiaoyuan was already close to him, reaching out and slashing at his neck.
With a click, the figure fell to the ground: "It hurts." ”
"Hey, I'm not dizzy. One more time. was hit in the neck by Zhuang Xiaoyuan's knife, and the figure fell directly into the snow, but there was no sign of fainting at all, but he cried out in pain.
"Wait, wait. I throw in the towel, I throw in the towel. Touching his aching neck, he looked up and saw Zhuang Xiaoyuan's hand knife that wanted to continue chopping, and the figure shook his hand in a panic and shouted to admit defeat. As soon as the words fell, a faint light enveloped the figure, and it seemed that after shouting out to admit defeat, he would be judged to fail directly.
"It's unfortunate that every time it shows up where there are people. The god of bad luck, what kind of ghost guardian god, will only bring bad luck to himself, how can he not give bad luck to the opponent. After shouting to admit defeat, the figure cried and complained to himself. It seems that he has been tossed by his patron saint. God of bad luck, there really is such a strange guardian god.
"You're pathetic, too." Looking at the glowing figure on his body that had begun to teleport, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's eyes couldn't help but show a trace of pity, and it was obvious from his words that this situation was not once or twice. What a hapless guy.
"Don't look at me with pity, I'll hurt my self-esteem if you look at me like that. I'm not pitiful. "In a cry of pity that I didn't have, the space began to distort.
"Goodbye, bad luck." Waving his hand at the figure, Zhuang Xiaoyuan watched him disappear. Well,I know a little bit of information.,After admitting defeat, it's not teleported out instantly.,But there will be a few seconds of stay.,I don't know if it will be counted as admitting defeat if you attack someone again in these few seconds of stay time.,Well,There's a chance that people can give it a try.。
Retracting his gaze, Zhuang Xiaoyuan continued to walk in the direction just now. It was surrounded by snow-covered plains, and it was a casual walk, with no maps or life detectors or anything like that. I don't know how this scuffle will go. No one can be found, so how can we keep only 900 people here? Not knowing the specific situation, Zhuang Xiaoyuan continued to move in the direction he had chosen.
Wandering in a white snowfield, Zhuang Xiaoyuan, who was dressed in black, looked particularly eye-catching, but he had been walking for half an hour, but he still hadn't met anyone, and he hadn't been attacked, so he didn't know where the people who came in had gone, or was he teleported to a particularly remote area by himself?
Just when Zhuang Xiaoyuan was still wondering how to carry out a melee with no one on this kind of big map, there was a clear voice in the sky, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, and the voice said something similar to an announcement in the whole region.
"All personnel are transmitted, the countdown is over in ten minutes, and the first qualifying match has officially begun."
Is it just the beginning now? That unlucky guy before that...... It's really an unlucky guy.,It's over before it officially starts.,That guy probably cried and fainted in the toilet.。
The sound of the announcement just ended, above the head of the snow field, the originally dim sky emitted a faint halo, and a square map appeared in the sky, this is a virtual transparent map, which does not mark the specific geographical location at all, and even the nearby ups and downs are not marked, as if it is a transparent white paper, but on this map, one by one red dots appear very eye-catching. (To be continued.) Fupin Chinese