The Goddess of Sword’s Journey Across the Stars

   Chapter 999 Make a soy sauce

  Less than ten minutes into the game, nearly a hundred players have been eliminated!

  This is also the most intense period of the start. The less experienced players are almost lucky, and they will be cold when they meet each other.

  And the main event is behind.

  When Wei Lianqiu came to the St. Ann Arena, he saw the thousand-man team battle being broadcast live on the outermost screen.

  He didn't know which game Captain Feng participated in, but he had a good guess after a little guess.

  So he subconsciously searches in the camera.

  It's a pity that the scenes of the stadium are all given to the popular players, and there is no shadow of Captain Feng at all.

  Wei Lianqiu shook his head.

The young man next to him saw this and said, "What's the matter, brother, this is the most eye-catching event today. I just heard that even Ferrer showed up and remanded a lot of money on him. I hope he can beat him. Explode those arrogant digital players."

   "You bet Ferrer?"

  Wei Lianqiu looked at the youth with complicated eyes.

  The youth was inexplicably seen by him: "Of course, although No. 54 is also good, but they don't know how good Ferred is. I guess he must be at least a level three mecha division!"

  Three-level mechs are not uncommon in the St. Ann Arena, but there are not many participating in low-level events.

  In the final analysis, these players are more civilians and won't take part in a game in a week, a month, or a few months like those gold medal players.

  They often appear in the sight of the public, so they can have a high popularity.

   "I think other players have a chance to win." Wei Lianqiu thought for a while and said, "Could you lend me some money, and I will be able to pay it back after this mission is over."

   "Hi, little meaning." The young man patted his shoulder cheerfully: "I am very optimistic about your strength. You will definitely develop well in the St. Ann Arena."

  Wei Lianqiu smiled at him.

  Successfully borrowed the money, Captain Wei opened the team battle to place bets.

  Although the game has started, the window will not be closed before the end, and only the odds will be adjusted in real time.

  Wei Lianqiu cut several shots before seeing Captain Feng's figure among the green leaves.

  After confirming his number, he bet all the borrowed money.

  Because of Fengjiu's lack of performance, no one thinks that he will win the game, so his odds are very, very high.

  After all, there is only one winner in this thousand-player battle, and no one is optimistic about a strange newcomer.

   placed a bet, Wei Lianqiu was in a good mood, and sighed: "Captain Feng is really a good guy."

After   , he did not pay attention to the game, and went to the management area of ​​the arena with the youth.

  While the on-court battle continues.

  The defensive cover can't isolate the spirit of the wind for a long time, so she can still hear the noise of the outside world.

During   , several players passed under the tree, but none of them found his existence.

   After half an hour, there are less than 500 people left in the field, and more than half have been eliminated.

  As the number of players decreases, the audience's attention is no longer so distracted, and some people gradually noticed the wind for a long time.

   just dismissed his kind of **** and slippery performance.

  This kind of eager player is the most disliked type by the audience, and there is no experience of watching the game at all.

  So many people are clamoring for the players to quickly eliminate Fengjiu, so as not to put the rankings in vain.

  It's a pity that the players can't hear it.

  Even if they passed by Fengjiu, they didn't seem to notice the abnormality.

  With the passage of time, the remaining players in the field went from more than five hundred to four hundred, to three hundred, to two hundred... and soon there were only more than one hundred players left.

  At this time, the battle has also reached a white-hot stage, and the weapons in the hands of the players have consumed at least half of them.

  The players who can hold on to this time basically have some ability.

  But don’t worry about being treated negatively and getting cold.

  After all, it’s for this bowl of rice. Players must perform well if they want to do it for a long time, improve their reputation and earn more money.

  They know what scenes the audience likes most, so even if the venue is large, they will not shrink back, but will try their best to take the initiative.

  In this way, Fengjiu this one is very eye-catching.

  When there are fifty or sixty players remaining, there is no way to ignore it.

   "Fuck, what's the matter with this person?!"

   "Why is he still here? He hasn't moved a bit since the start!"

   "So what kind of competition come to participate in, let's get out of here!"

   "Go! Go! Go! Go!"

  Boos in the audience, expressing contempt for the players' inaction.

  It is not that there are no players who like Gou in the arena, but they are all very interesting, and I have never seen them as thorough as Feng Jiu.

  It’s such a performance, even if it gets a similar ranking.

  If you don’t get attention, it will be impossible for the arena to cooperate with him, and there will be basically no way to compete in the industry.

  It's better to be eliminated heroically from the beginning, making people happy.

   "Hey, our player No. 987 is still at the initial point, still hiding in the tree, and has never moved the location so far!"

  The youth commentator called up Fengjiu's game replay while speaking, and then said in surprise: "Oh, we can see a lot of people passing by Contender No. 987, but they didn't find him! Nothing!"

  Partner: "It seems that our No. 987 player is not simple, he has a unique talent in hiding his body."

  As a commentator, the eyesight should at least be higher than that of the players, so the two really saw something unusual.

  But the audience does not eat this set.

  What they want to watch is battle!

  Fight!

  If you don’t play well, it doesn’t make sense.

  However, there are still a lot of players left, and the audience has no time to waste in Fengjiu here, and their attention is focused on the players they support.

  Until the players are eliminated one by one, in the end there are only the winning candidates Ferrer, No.54, No.136, No.89, No.73, and Fengjiu...

  Only six people are left in the huge arena. Now everyone is saying that it is impossible to ignore the wind for a long time.

   Seeing him still sitting on the tree steadily, he collapsed a bit.

   "Damn, why is he still there?!"

  I yelled and yelled.

  But no matter what they say, the players can't hear it, so they don't have to.

  The audience exhausted their saliva and tired themselves half to death. As a result, there was nothing wrong with them, and they almost didn't get angry.

   "Ah, ah, ah, why is this kind of ineffective guy standing in the same venue with our gentleman, and quickly send him out!"

   "Are the players blind, so big people can't see if they sit there? What are you waiting for, go up and have a big beating!"

   "Sixty-six, the first time I saw someone so capable, he was already asleep, right?"

  If it weren’t for the arena’s restrictions, off-site spectators could throw shoes in the arena!

  And the few remaining players at this time were equally surprised.

  Although the players can't know everyone's position, they can see a competition list.

  Personal kills and the remaining number are clearly marked.

  At this time, these highly popular players have all approached a small area, waiting for the final fight.

  However, no matter how they count, there are only five people here!

  What about the remaining one?

  The last battle is inherently dangerous. They don’t want to be picked off peaches after fighting desperately.

  That would seem too silly.

   "Where did the coward come from!" The grumpy No.89 looked like a storm.

  Others did not speak, but the atmosphere in the court obviously changed.

  Ferreld hides behind a bunker, and can see the hiding places of several other players in his field of vision.

  But he doesn't have enough long-range cannonballs, if he wants to do it, he can only approach it quietly.

  And others are in the same situation.

  They were the players who were active at the beginning, but they also persisted to the last batch, so their weapon consumption was several times that of others.

  If they hadn’t collected some weapons every time they attacked their opponents, they wouldn’t be able to hold on to it at all.

  But there is not much left after the battle.

  At least can’t afford waste.

  The arena is very sophisticated. It is very clear about the number of weapons used in a game, so the control is just right.

  Otherwise, all the players just hide behind and throw cannonballs, and they will lose a certain degree of interest.

  Ferrel also noticed the identity of the remaining players.

  There are only six numbers still on the list.

   And 987 is next to his number, if nothing else, it should be among the group of people who came to the St. Ann Arena with him.

  But he recalled it for a while, and did not remember that there were opponents who needed special attention at the time.

  In other words, he didn't leave a deep impression on him. The only thing he focused on was probably the little man in black and hat, who made the other person's appearance too special.

  But it doesn’t matter.

  Ferrel wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, his expression firm.

  He has to achieve great results in this game.

  The stadium has become dilapidated under the bombardment of the players.

  They were in a ruined building area at this time, and there were not many combustibles, so they could only see a few flames occasionally, and it would not affect their actions.

  So while the others were on alert, Ferrer had quietly approached the nearest enemy.

  Based on the fact that the remaining players have some reputation in the arena, it will not be too difficult to get their detailed information.

  At least the relationship between fighting style and strength is clear.

  Ferrard had already learned about it during the preparation time, so at this time, he had some ideas about how to deal with it next.

   And his first goal is No. 73, known as the gentleman of the field!

  Because the No. 73 battle is about platooning, he likes to end the battle gracefully and calmly to show his strength.

  But facing opponents who are weaker than yourself, it’s not easy to fight at the same level.

  So even if No. 73 has paid special attention, but after so long, the combat uniform is still dirty, and there are many marks left after the battle on his body.

  But he is still trying to stay decent.

   "Ferreuld is ready to attack!" The youth commentator's voice was raised: "He is approaching Gentleman 73!"

  The audience suddenly boiled over, and the supporters of both sides even started a quarrel over this, feeling that their own players are more powerful.

  "Can he succeed?" The partner also said: "The two players have never appeared in the same arena. In the first confrontation, it is unknown whether they are strong or weak."

   Youth commentator: "It's very close! It's already very close! Only less than ten meters away, our No. 73 player seems to be unaware?"

  After narrowing the distance to five meters, without allowing the audience to wait any longer, Ferrer rushed out like a rising beast, and then hit the back of his heart with No. 73's stunned gaze!

   "Hit?! Hit!" The youth commentator: "Ferrell eliminated Gentleman No. 73!!"

  The audience exploded in an instant.

  Because they could see clearly, at that moment No. 73 was hit by Ferrer without being able to react, which already shows the strength of both sides.

  Ferrel is faster, more accurate, and more decisive!

  This made the 73rd supporters somewhat unacceptable.

  But the supporters in the arena are not particularly determined, especially the low-level courts.

  After the audience is disappointed, they will soon find the next player they like.

  Ferald collected all the remaining weapons on the opponent, and nodded to him before leaving.

  73 was sober, and her eyes twitched when she saw it. Although she was very angry, she gave a graceful return in order to maintain her image.

   And Ferrer has quickly locked the next opponent.

  At the same time, the audience found that the wind Jiu who had been sitting on the tree finally moved.

Moved!

  And as soon as you jump down, you will go in the direction of the other players.

  But the distance between the two sides is a bit far, and her speed is not very fast, so it will take a while to get closer.

  Another boo sounded from the audience, scorning her performance.

   "At first glance, they are going to pick peaches. This kind of person is simply a cancer of the game!"

   "What kind of hot chicken, it is still fun to watch the game of the wind boss, if you can learn a little bit, I will be an investor for you!"

  When the wind passed for a long time, the other players didn't know anything.

  The remaining three people were shocked when they noticed that No. 73 was eliminated, and immediately knew that someone had begun to do it.

   And Ferrer's rising kill count is the most powerful proof.

  So the three of them immediately became vigilant.

  Although they are not convinced, they do have to admit that Ferrer is very powerful and is not an opponent they can easily solve.

  But Ferrerder's strength is stronger than they thought.

  In less than three minutes, the goalkeeper number 136 also disappeared from the list!

  The surviving No. 54 and No. 89 were shocked because they didn't notice any movement at all.

  This shows that Ferrer is likely to eliminate the two without any setbacks.

  They have never played against each other, and cannot be clearly compared with each other, but they are both players in the St. Ann Arena, and they are familiar with No. 73 and No. 139!

  So both of them are very cautious.

  In fact, the best way at this time is to join forces.

   However, at this stage, teaming up with confession means the same thing, and it is likely to be despised by the audience, so they dare not do it, so they can only clenched their teeth and insisted and tried to be careful.

  But from the audience’s perspective, Ferrer was already close to the grumpy attacker No. 89!

  Unfortunately, No.89 is the same as the previous two, and did not notice the danger of being close by.

  (End of this chapter)