The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

Alien planet, on the vast and boundless plains.

The breeze blows by, setting off a green wave, ups and downs, and exudes surging vitality wantonly.

Allen stood on the ring number 005, looking bored at the fierce fighting on the other ring, his expression a little sleepy.

He even yawned lazily.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he hasn't had enough rest, it's just that the sun is just right today, shining warmly on him, as if a feather strokes the tip of his nose, making him unconsciously lazy.

This feeling is like the sunny afternoon sun, not strong, but like a mellow and old, with a bit of drunkenness.

This feeling makes people intoxicated, as if it is a sleeping dream, which makes people willing to wake up.

Allen has even considered whether to lie down and enjoy the good time.

After all, although this ring is made of earth, stone and steel, Allen, who has a strong physique comparable to that of a silver rank fighter, doesn't care about the coldness of Xu.

It can even be said that in this kind of weather, this kind of coolness is even more relaxing.

However, in the end, Allen's idea still did not come true.

Because, he already felt a somewhat evil and seductive breath approaching.

This feeling is as if thousands of cold-blooded snakes have walked on him, all cold and slippery, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Open your eyes and look in this strange direction.

Allen saw the challenger who came to look for him.

An elf with dark skin and strange fuchsia patterns dotted on it.

Drow elves, a group of dominant forces in the underworld.

Upon seeing this, Allen's calm expression couldn't help but began to change, and the laziness and leisure between his eyebrows disappeared, replaced by sharp, fortitude, and prudence.

It's not that he has any fear or fear of this ethnic group.

After all, although the drow is strong, its own power is only ruling the gloomy region. Basically, it can be said that there is no strength on the bright side of Darvia.

And depending on the strength of the Dawn Empire, even if the two faced Allen, he was sure that one of them would never suffer.

Even if you enter the gloomy area to confront the opponent, this fact will not change with the blessing of home court advantage.

The reason why he changed his expression was because the guy on the other side knew him well.

Because this drow is one of the chief culprits in the hands of the empire's previous contestants.

"In the first round, there were only nine all-winners in total."

"But I didn't expect that there were so many despicable males."

"I'm very curious, but it's just a bunch of humble breeds that can't be more humble, what qualifications do you have to coexist with me?"

"Human male, I officially challenge you in the name of Salina Joyce."

He watched the opponent slowly walk towards his ring, but he was able to cross a distance of hundreds of meters in just a few seconds.

Listening to the opponent's disdainful and arrogant remarks.

Alan's expression is still calm, but the sharp edge between his eyebrows is already looming.

It seems that there is a magic weapon, sharpened for thousands of years, just to get out of the sheath in one go and kill the enemy chiefs.

"Your challenge, I take it."

The body is tall and straight, as straight as a gun. Allen stood indifferently on the ring, looking down at the drow who came to the ring after a few breaths.

"I just don't know, what is your bet for me in this game?"

"All."

Not a suggestion, but an ordinary tone, as if it should have been.

"You have a lot of confidence, but I just don't know whether your strength matches your confidence."

Alan's eyes were drooping, and his tone was flat or even indifferent.

"This is not something you need to worry about."

"On the contrary, I am very worried. I don't know if you have such courage."

"After all, if you are the only nine winners who are tied with me, if you don't have such a spirit, then you are not worthy of being my opponent."

The extremely coquettish voice had appeared in the ring in a trance.

Yan Shi Meixing looked like a drow who no longer exuded a charming air all the time, and looked at Alan with a disdainful smile.

"As you wish."

Allen chuckled in a low voice and didn't say much.

"Good."

Salina seemed very satisfied with Allen's straightforwardness. She took out the contestant's proof and waved it casually. It was just a flash of streamer, which went straight into the light screen in mid-air.

Then, only to see the light curtain that originally only showed the ring number and time, suddenly the words 400 points appeared.

However, there are two more words in front.

"Prize pool."

Obviously, the winner takes all and the loser eats dust.

Allen didn't hesitate to see the other party's action, took out his own contestant's certificate, and put his points into the prize pool.

"Hahahaha."

At this time, Salina, who was standing across from Ellen, seemed to have achieved her goal. She laughed wantonly, and her face was full of joy.

This sudden emotional outburst makes people feel a little strange.

I don't know what the other party is thinking.

If it is someone else, facing such a situation, even if it is calm, it will inevitably give birth to a trace of curiosity.

But Allen happened to be the exception.

He just watched this scene quietly, his eyes like an ancient well secluded pool, which was soaked in a quietness that I didn't know, and there was no wave at all.

It's like a rock that has experienced wind and rain, stormy waves, but still standing as before, with astounding fortitude and determination.

He didn't want to know what the other party was thinking, and he didn't want to know exactly why he came to him.

There is only one thing he knows. Since he has become his opponent, he has shown naked hostility, has forged enmity with their country, and has severely injured his comrades-in-arms.

Then he only needs to draw the sword, draw the sword mercilessly, chop without stopping, and give the other party a corresponding return.

The preparations for the game have already started since the two put their points into the prize pool of the light screen at the same time.

The battle has also entered the gradual overture.

As the countdown on the light curtain circulated, Salina's laughter paused, and the air in mid-air became stagnant.

The breeze was no longer soft, but became harsh and solemn, like a fishy breeze floating on a **** battlefield, with an uncomfortable smell of rust.

Allen held the scabbard's left hand with five fingers rhythmically, as if he was doing the final warm-up.

The gaze was extremely thin, oppressed by some closed eyes, like the sharpest blade, with a terrifying edge that cut everything.

Salina, who was standing across from Ellen, was also ready.

The red-purple battle armor is full of **** and cruel lines, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, portraying the most primitive and cruel image of violence.

The coquettish face was full of bloodthirsty smiles, and the brows were wanton, full of tyrannical aura.

She was holding a scimitar in her hand, and at a glance, it seemed to be no different from an ordinary scimitar, but its background was so dark that it resembled a black muddy swamp, and it was so cruel and **** that it couldn't be clearly embellished.

However, it has already been explained that it is by no means an ordinary weapon, but a murderous weapon.

The eyelids moved slightly, and Allen instantly reflected the other person's image in his mind.

At this moment, the brain is also swiftly operating, analyzing existing information.

[Drow warrior, master of drow weapon, dark blade dancer...]

Looking at each other's dress, Allen speculated about the other's possible career.

But it has never been able to draw a definite conclusion.

After all, this dressing is not unique, and Allen doesn't know much about the drow.

Basically, I have learned from boring books and materials before. Strictly speaking, this is the first contact in the true sense.

Even if the opponent's profession is [Drow Elf Sacrifice], it is not impossible that the current way of dressing and fighting is just to cover up.

After all, it is normal for this kind of race that is known for its viciousness and cruelty to play this kind of operation.

Without continuing to think about it, Allen united his mind, his mind was like a knife, and cut off all the distracting thoughts in his heart.

The countdown is coming to an end, and it has reached the point of single digits.

The atmosphere on the ring is also becoming more and more heavy and stagnant, like a bottomless sea abyss, with the majestic pressure of mercury in all directions.

【3】

【2】

【1】

Boom!

At the moment when the countdown reached zero, a terrifying explosion suddenly sounded from the huge ring.

The dull thunder that seems to come from the hot summer, the muffled thunder rolling, reciprocating superimposed, has the terrifying power of shaking the sky and the earth.

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The place where Ellen was standing was no longer visible. Instead, there was a cone-shaped, funnel-shaped sonic cloud.

Of course, there was also the white mist that was compressed by the majestic force and condensed the thin water vapor in the air.

Huh, huh, huh...

Even the softest breeze that surpasses the speed of the sound will turn into the hardest barrier and the sharpest blade.

In a passage where the body that had been tempered arbitrarily smashed out of it, there was a gust of wind roaring and the sound of the wind.

Allen walked forward, a scream of wind in his ears.

But Allen didn't take this to heart at all, because the wind had disappeared without a trace even less than three inches in front of him, and could not enter his body at all.

Bend, step, and shoot out like an arrow from the string.

It looked like a stream of light, and it looked like a flash of lightning, but in an instant, it was close to 100 meters in front of Salina.

But the other party seemed to still not react, and there was no slightest movement.

However, Allen would not underestimate each other in this way.

After all, the total winner in the first round is not limited to this level.

Secretly guarding, the posture of charging is not about advancing or retreating, but leaving a three-pointer leeway.

100 meters!

Eighty meters!

Fifty meters!

At this moment, Allen suddenly saw Salina, who had been standing in place since the start of the game, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Salina's left hand hanging beside her took out a crossbow at a very fast speed, and started firing continuously at Allen.

This speed is extremely fast, even with Allen's dynamic vision, reaching a time more subtle than milliseconds, it is a bit caught off guard.

Salina's movements even left a faint afterimage on Allen's retina.

Although there is still continuous dynamics at first glance, it is inevitable to see its intermittent jumping posture.

It would be enough if Salina's movements were fast. Although this situation was caught off guard, Allen had a way to dodge.

But Salina's hand crossbow is estimated to be a special reason. The speed of the crossbow arrow after it leaves the string is extremely fast, reaching kilometers per second.

It is close to, and even three times the speed of sound.

In addition, Allen was charging at Salina at full speed.

The situation at this time can be said to be extremely critical.

If one is not good, Allen may hate it on the spot.

Ten crossbow arrows were shot at Allen at the same time, constructing a peculiar figure in the air, which was not beautiful, but it blocked all the directions that Allen could dodge.

The arrow shafts are all made of stainless steel, cast in one piece, and seamless, with complicated magic patterns and magic circles inscribed on them, which explodes the terrifying power that can withstand the limit.

However, this is not the most important.

The most important thing is that the body of the arrow is silver and shiny, and the shaft is glowing with a metallic cold light that couldn't be more obvious.

But above the arrow, there was a startling emerald green light.

This is not a vibrant and vibrant green ~ www.readwn.com~ but a kind of murderous green that hides and exterminates all vitality.

Although Allen's barren knowledge reserves didn't know what the poison was, or what the consequences would be in his eyes.

However, it originated from the depths of the soul and reminded Allen of the [Sixth Sense] more than once. At this time, it seemed as if the steam was boiling to the extreme, sending out a sharply named kettle, which was madly warning him.

No matter how ignorant he is, Alan can clearly feel how much harm these poisons can cause him.

Although this is a game, not a life-and-death fight on the battlefield, Allen will not lose his life.

But Allen definitely didn't want to lose face in front of the other party.

This is not only for him, but also for the Dawn Empire.

Small crossbow arrows tore through the gust of wind, making a whimper like a howling ghost and howling, attacking him like a phantom of a stream of light.

Alan's expression didn't change, but he remained calm.

The other party's plan was indeed very refined, and even used the hand crossbow that had not been shown before.

But this is not a dead end for Allen.

If you can't avoid it, don't avoid it. If you can't avoid it, then why avoid it anymore.

Huh!

Pull the knife, twist, turn the wrist.

The white-gold crescent moon suddenly rose from the ring, shining brightly and brightly, illuminating all directions.

The endless light, like a blazing flame, began to rise, began to be irritable, began to spread, and ignited everything around it.

The light was extremely hot, and the white-golden ocean was like an endless sea of ​​fire, which burned away all the pollution.

A drop of ink in the sea of ​​insidious green that seems to be able to cut off all vitality disappears without a trace in a blink of an eye.