Chapter 861: Next

"Next." The White Warrior Lord was still expressionless.

Behind Lin Feng and Ruomeng Fairy was the battle between the two ace commanders, one was Wei Xinyuan, the oldest ace commander, and the other was He Jin, the most powerful ace commander. I thought it would be a battle between dragons and tigers, and the strength was equal, but ......

"I abstain." He Jin's choice stunned everyone.

The White Horse Army Lord glanced at He Jin: "Wei Xin is far ahead." ”

"Next."

Immediately, Ji Zhiying and Piercing Heart Hou entered the decisive battle space.

Lin Feng looked at He Jin, the ace military commander who brought himself into the Nirvana world, his strength was much damaged at this time, and his aura was strong and weak. Seriously wounded in the battle with the demons on battlefield No. 1, it is clear that Commander He is not recovering well, and he abstains in order to ensure limited strength.

Double elimination, with a waiver is a strategic decision.

"Because unless you win back-to-back and get two places in the upper bracket, if not... Still going into the lower bracket. Lin Feng knew very well in his heart that it was better to advance late than early, at least the opponent that Commander He would face in the next round would be much weaker.

His choice was very clever.

The first round of battles ended quickly.

Seven of the thirteen made it to the upper bracket and six to the lower bracket.

"Second round draw." The lord of the Bai Xuan army swept his gaze to Meng Meng, Hong Storm and others: "One-on-one, the loser is eliminated." ”

Thirteen people, three will be the first to be eliminated.

Looking at the pale Meng Meng, Lin Feng secretly said that it was a pity that the recovery time was too short, basically Meng Meng would not have a high win rate if he drew any opponent. For a Saint Power cultivator, the impact of injury is far greater than that of a martial artist who cultivates Sacred Qi.

Soon, the draw of lots for the six people was completed.

"In the first scene, He Jin vs. Flood." The Lord of the White Karma announced.

The two looked at each other, and Hong Storm's face was solemn.

In this scene, he was more than lucky.

Ice Crystal Sanctuary.

"It's despicable!"

"That is, deliberately abstaining from a round to preserve strength. In the first game of the flood, he fought fiercely with Commander Yuwen, and he was not lightly injured, and he couldn't play half of his strength at all after resting for a long time. ”

"Alas, the flood storm is too honest, no wonder I haven't advanced to the Twelve Alliances battle once in these years."

"Damn, it's too unjust to lose!"

As the strongest elite commander, Flood is well-known in the elite army.

Although he was the first to be eliminated, it did not affect his status in the hearts of everyone, but He Jin, who was strategically promoted, became the target of everyone's criticism. These sergeants who have been fighting on the battlefield all year round. What I admire the most is the flood, Lin Feng is a strong man who faces it head-on and conquers his opponent with absolute strength.

In the second game, Wu Qi, the captain of Bai Ze's team, faced Ji Zhiying, who was among the top three elite commanders.

However, it is also evenly matched, and the battle is inseparable.

"Whoever wins, the next round of the lower bracket... will definitely be eliminated. Lin Feng's gaze immediately fell on the only two women among the thirteen people, and they both belonged to the first glory team, Meng Meng and Ruomeng Fairy, and they were very unfortunate to draw a group.

Wu Qi. Fail.

He and Ji Zhifalcon's strength is between the best, but Wu Qi was more seriously injured in the first round against the Shadow Sword, and in such a screening battle, sustainable combat ability is equally important. However, Ji Zhifalcon won. But it was also a fluke to win, and it was a tragic win.

"Next." The White Horse Army Lord said in a deep voice.

Meng Meng and Ruomeng Fairy glanced at each other, and the latter shook his head slightly: "I abstain." ”

The soft face was a little lonely and pale, and the injuries of the Dream Fairy and Lin Feng were indeed not light. The Source of Light is depleted. But the most important thing is that after the battle with Lin Feng, the significance of the Glory Road qualification battle for Ruomeng Fairy. It's not big.

Rather than breaking the net with the cute vice captain, it is better to leave the hope of promotion.

Everyone talked softly, but there was not much surprise, after all, if the dream fairy participated, it would not account for any promotion places.

"Privately teaching and receiving, the first glory team is a good means." Shadow Sword said sneeringly.

Guang Nan said indifferently: "Meng Meng and Ruomeng are both seriously injured, and the fight has no practical meaning, besides, there are often exchanges between the members of our first glory team, and Ruomeng is indeed inferior to Meng Meng in terms of strength, and there is nothing wrong with abstaining." ”

"Captain Guangnan is really eloquent." Shadow Sword sneered.

The light man smiled, and did not fight with words.

However, his words quietly quelled Ruomeng's abstention, as the captain, Guangnan is experienced.

"He Jin, Ji Zhiying, Meng Meng is promoted." Bai Qianjun said: "Next, the third round will begin, the winner group of seven people will draw lots, fight one by one, and the No. 4 ball will have a bye." ”

"Let's go."

Light man, shadow sword eyes opposite, secretly competing.

The two took a step forward in no particular order, and before they met, sparks were already flying, and the two of them raised the number ball in an instant, and everyone exclaimed. It's not the same number ball that the two drawn, but Mitsuo once again used the 'hand of God' and drew the only number four ball.

He was promoted by a bye again.

"Heh~" even Hikarao himself couldn't help but laugh.

"**** luck." Shadow Sword picked up the No. 1 ball, and a pair of cold eyes were as sharp as a sword: "When I win this game, I will face you in the next round, don't think that I will avoid it, I will let everyone know - I, Shadow Sword, is the strongest in the Glory Squad!" ”

"We'll talk about it after this game." The light man smiled lightly and pointed ahead.

In an instant, Wei Xinyuan and Qin Tiansheng had drawn out the number ball, one No. 2 and one No. 3, which were just separated from the Shadow Sword, but the fifth one was Zhan Liang's No. 1 ball.

"Lin Feng!" Shadow Sword's face was cold.

The third round of drawing ends.

The shadow sword faced Lin Feng, Wei Xinyuan once again faced the ace army commander Yu Wenshuang, and the Heart Piercing Hou met with Qin Tiansheng.

Unlike the first round, each of the third round is a battle of strength.

"Come on, Lin Feng!"

"Don't disappoint us, win the Shadow Sword!"

"Don't lose to the Glory Squad!"

A game is enough to reverse everyone's impression of Lin Feng.

Today's Lin Feng is second only to Hong Storm and Ji Zhifalcon in terms of support among elite lieutenants and sergeants. Everyone shouted happily and loudly, the grand occasion was unprecedented, Ye Xia blushed and was extremely excited, completely integrated into it, it was no way, Blowing Snow and She Manzi were all infected by the atmosphere.

Merely......

Momentum is one thing, winning or losing is another.

"Do you think he can win this time?" The Yunyu military lord said lightly.

"The source energy consumption is too much, and it is a little difficult to win the Shadow Sword." The next Ukrainian army is the main road.

"The absolute strength of the Shadow Sword is above Lin Feng, but ......" The Shadow Sword Lord paused, and looked at the decisive battle space with a bright gaze: "Lin Feng is unfathomable, although the battle with Ruomeng has exhausted the origin of light, but this is not necessarily a one-sided game, he should be able to cause some trouble for the Shadow Sword." ”

"It's funny." The Yunyu Army Master smiled rarely.

"Here we go!"

(super tired...... I went to accompany my daughter, and the fever has not gone away for four days, so annoying, this flu is too strong) (to be continued.) )