Elf Town Has Big Problems

(I’ve had a good rest these few days. Let’s resume the third watch on the weekend. Next week will also be a regular third watch. The set time is the same. I wish book friends a happy weekend.)

"Is my little girlfriend chasing Lin Xunzhen?"

Li Shisan looked at the attentive attitude and guessed, thinking about the consistent pursuit of little girlfriends, marrying into a wealthy family... Qiansi Pavilion is indeed a wealthy family.

Celadon also observed the Honghai University of Finance and Economics camp, "It shouldn't be just a simple pursuit, things have become a sign, at least Lin Xunzhen didn't let other girls get close to him."

"It's amazing, my little girlfriend just ended a relationship during the summer vacation, saying that the other party is a scumbag with a little money, and now he has caught more fish than before."

"You know this as well?!"

"I've heard it..."

The referee boarded the ring and read out the rules of the game to the audience.

At the current stage of the college league, both the audience and the contestants are very familiar with the rules, but the referee still has to go through such a process as usual to add a sense of ceremony to the duel.

Li Shisan also watched the college league the year before, and was brought by his little girlfriend to watch the primary game where the chickens pecked at each other. He was late at the time and didn't see the opening game. It was the first time he heard the relevant rules.

Whether it is a team duel or a single-player fight, each participant is only allowed to carry one primary weapon and one secondary weapon. The secondary weapon cannot be used within five minutes after the start of the match, even if the primary weapon is damaged or lost.

Weapons such as hidden weapons or flying knives and arrows are used as main weapons, and there is no limit to the number of reloads; if such things are used as secondary weapons, the number is limited to 10 or 10.

Players' armors can only be armors and shields of ordinary materials. They are not allowed to use armor at the level of spiritual weapons, and consumables such as potions and bombs are not allowed.

Each contestant has a sensor equipped with the organizer. If the injury reaches a critical point, they will be judged out on the spot, and others are not allowed to attack the wounded.

"Class representative, the league has no restrictions on spiritual tools."

The limitation that Li Shisan mentioned was not the quantity to carry, but the quality of the spiritual tool itself.

Taking the college entrance examination as an example, there is really no way for cultivators except for the summoning system, and they can only use their own spiritual tools. Other types of cultivator equipment are uniformly distributed by the official according to the standard.

If the college league does not impose restrictions on spiritual tools, at the same technical level, players with good equipment will definitely take advantage of it, and they are called krypton gold in the game.

Celadon shook his head, "It's just that some apparently unreasonable spiritual tools are banned, such as the surgical cannons on the walls of the restricted area... There are also some vicious equipment that can produce strong explosive effects, and there are no restrictions on others."

Although it is often difficult to control and self-defeating when using a spiritual tool that exceeds one's own level, there are still quality differences in the spiritual tool of the same level.

The combat effectiveness assessment of the college league is more three-dimensional, not only the performance of the stupid practitioner's actual combat effectiveness, but also a somewhat cruel reality.

The two players played separately. First, Lin Xunzhen, who was the host, was wearing a battle uniform that was a bit like a night suit, with a box the size of a computer mainframe tied behind his waist.

He played at Honghai University of Finance and Economics and got a lot of cheers. Even if he loses this game, he will not lose face to his alma mater. After all, the enemy is really strong.

Afterwards, the referee invited He Guihong, still in the appearance of an elegant scholar, holding the closed folding fan in his hand, walking slowly and slowly, as if he wanted to recite a poem at any time.

"Game start!"

With the enchantment rising around the ring, the referee gave an order and the duel started.

The folding fan pointed forward, and He Guihong's hand shot out a violet light that was as fast as a thunderbolt. In the blink of an eye, it forked and circled, like a python condensed by light and shadow, biting at the opponent from the front, left and right angles.

Exclamations came from the quiet auditorium, the referee did not announce the start, and the players could not describe the art in advance. He Guihong's art was instantaneous, and the momentum was so fierce and fast.

Immediately surrounded by the fierce technique, Lin Xunzhen's face was solemn, and he reached out and patted the wooden box behind him. The lines of the technique spread out from his fingertips, and objects the size of pencils shot out from the box, hitting the purple light in all directions. , was beaten all over the place, shaking the sky, and finally defended the first offensive.

He Guihong didn't give the opponent any chance to ease up. The folding fan in his hand pointed at the opponent again and again. The purple light was dragging its long tail. The offensive became more and more intensive, and the visual effect was like a meteor shower.

Lin Xunzhen kept throwing out the joints of the puppet to block him, and he could hardly be seen in the dense purple light spot, and objects were gradually knocked into the air...

Bang.

Another mass of things was blasted away by the dense explosion and rolled ten meters away.

"It's a box! The box that Lin Xunzhen carried."

"He's done..."

Seeing Lin Xunzhen's puppet box being blown away, Li Shisan sighed. He thought it would not end so quickly.

Unexpectedly, when He Guihong shot, the technique was like a Gatling machine gun, and it was the kind of bullet that would bend, and Lin Xunzhen was fired intensively.

Lin Xunzhen must have been forced to do nothing. He used the spiritual tool box to block it, but he couldn't hold it, and the box let go.

Seeing the opponent's spiritual weapon let go, He Guihong's technique attack slowed down. If Lin Xunzhen, the target of the attack, wanted to admit defeat, it was almost...

wrong!

The intense light of the spells dissipated, and the center of the battle was actually a black shadow with a tattered dagger!

puppet!

Lin Xunzhen actually wrapped his whole body with a puppet, resisting He Guihong's intensive technique.

"Oh, don't come out if you have the ability~www.wuxiahere.com~ Try to see how long the puppet can last."

He Guihong resumed his elegant smile, the folding fan in his hand was still closed, and he drew in the air.

Ziguang turned into a series of wind blades, the density was not as high as before, but the attack was stronger, and the angles were concentrated and fierce, and each attack pointed to the weak joint position of the puppet.

At first, when he saw He Guihong's fan, Li Shisan thought it was a martial arts cultivator, the kind of young master who uses fans in martial arts novels. After reading it for so long, He Guihong was obviously a spiritual practitioner.

cluck...

The puppet's joints limped, and his body fell forward, seemingly unable to hold on anymore. He Guihong's gown swayed in the air of spirit element, silently depicting the spell, and was about to deliver the final attack to the puppet.

The hearts of everyone are suspended again, and it is the key to decide the outcome...

Peng!

The box that had been dropped suddenly opened, and a figure jumped out, the battle uniform that looked like a night-wearing suit, the epaulette of Honghai University of Finance and Economics...

Lin Xunzhen!

The audience exclaimed, the box was not blown away by the technique, but Lin Xunzhen did it on purpose, leaving the puppet to suffer damage in place, and escaped from the attack range with the cover of the box, waiting for He Guihong's winning ticket to be revealed. 's flaws.

The box was only the size of a computer case, so it wasn't surprising that Lin Xunzhen hid it in it. No. 250 had a way to change the shape of his bones, and it was reasonable for Qiansi Pavilion, who was good at puppet art, to shrink his bones.

This time, instead, He Guihong cut off the half-drawn spell and turned to deal with Lin Xunzhen, who was attacking from another direction.

"Wow!"

The students of Honghai University of Finance and Economics burst into cheers. Unexpectedly, the war situation reversed at the time when everyone thought it was about to end, and they all waved their flags and shouted.

He Guihong's surprised expression quickly disappeared, he tapped his toes on the ground, and pulled a large distance back with a dashing movement.

When the folding fan was opened for the first time, it was actually empty, without fan bones and fan surfaces...