Chapter 1,216 Arena Competition

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All the way feeling sorry for the boring conspiracy of the old drunkard, I returned to the league arena and found that more than ten arenas had been erected.

"It seems that having too many spoiled wives is not a good thing. It is really an unreasonable disaster, Elder Fan."

Chris, the prince of fake smiles, came up to say hello with narrowed eyes.

"Coming back so late, there must be another round of flirting with each other. Elder Fan enjoys it."

Lucia stood next to Elder Mamaga, with her arms folded, and her attractive breasts that made men swallow their saliva. She had a charming and playful smile on her face, with no hint of happiness or anger.

After getting along with this little sky fox for a long time, it can actually be easily judged. The trick is similar to that of Princess Sanwu, in that you can't look at the face.

Princess Sanwu is judged by looking at her unconscious little movements.

It's a bit more difficult to know the mood of this little fox. It's true that you can look at her fox tail, but sometimes a slight swing angle may mean completely opposite emotions. Added up, there may be no difference. There are hundreds of species, and it is not easy to figure them out one by one.

Of course, her emotions are easy to identify now. You see, the fluffy brown fox tail is slightly raised at 30 degrees and is constantly swaying and flapping toward the ground. This means that there is a knife hidden in the smile, which means that this one is in front of everyone. The little fox wearing a diplomat-like charming smile mask was actually feeling sour in his heart again.

After greeting the representatives of each tribe one by one, I came to Artoria who seemed to have something to say.

"Fan, I won't be visiting the arena competition later."

"Is something wrong?" I asked curiously.

"I want to see our clan's stage."

Artoria simply nodded and put an ordinary cloak on her body. It looked like she was going to come out incognito for a private visit. Being a king was really hard work.

"Sorry, I want to go with you, but there are so many restless guys here that I can't leave."

I clasped my hands vigorously in front of Artoria. As a prince of the elves, I didn't even go to see an elf performance in person. I was really unqualified. Although it may be a bit pretentious to think so, those elves may not It just depends on how much you value or look forward to the visit of His Royal Highness, me.

"It's enough to have this intention. As the great elder of Akara, managing the God's Birthday well is your most important responsibility now."

Although she was slightly disappointed, Arturia still smiled tolerantly, took a few steps forward, and gently brushed off the dust on my shoulders that might have fallen when the stage collapsed.

I don’t know how many people are envious of this scene. This is Her Majesty the Queen of the Elf Tribe. She has the most noble status in the entire continent and the sharpest hair. She is as dazzling as the sun and cannot be looked directly at. How can she do such a thing? Such a gentle and erotic move, that man, even if he was immediately pushed into the sinking devil's pot and cooked, his life would still be worth it.

"Colgate."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Following Arturia's soft call, the pornographic maid took a few steps forward and bowed down respectfully.

"You can stay with Fan for the time being. I can go there alone."

"As you command, my lord."

"Fan, you need to get along well with Kaluge."

Leaving behind a sentence that I don’t know if it was meaningful, Artoria’s figure quickly disappeared into the crowd, and the little follower Beya beside her looked at her sister Artor, and then looked at us Here, after hesitating for less than a second, he threw a grimace at me without hesitation and chased after me.

"Get along well, little Caroline."

Watching my king go away, I turned around and glanced at the Huang Duanzi maid who spoke and behaved well and stood solemnly. Suddenly, I felt evil in my heart. I had a robbering smile on my face, and my big hand fell on the maid's long purple hair. The maid's hair tie, rub it, rub it, rub it...

Anyway, I'll bully her first, that's what I thought in my mind, without thinking about the consequences at all.

"I obey your orders, Your Highness."

Sure enough, in front of everyone, this stupid maid didn't dare to show any flaws. She could only accept my touch on the head and behave like a well-behaved and perfect maid who still abide by her duties despite the bullying of her master.

"Ahem, Wu, I don't remember teaching you to bully weak girls."

Lal couldn't bear to see my shameless behavior like bullying a poor and helpless little animal. He coughed several times and stared at me solemnly.

"Even if you pretend to be a knight of justice now, it will be difficult to restore your insignificant image in the hearts of Sarah and Aunt Lisa."

"No----!!"

Sure enough, the uncle Paladin, who was exposed by my words, held his head and started to scream.

"This is all temporary, Sarah and Lisa both love me!!" After yelling like this, Lar, who was unwilling to face the reality, ran away in tears.

Soon, the little fox also smiled, wagging his tail angrily, and went to watch the performance of the fox tribe.

"Aren't you going to follow?" I looked at the little fox leaving, then looked back at Chris.

"No, I'm more interested in the arena competition here."

This fake smiling prince smiled slightly, and his sparkling appearance and temperament were enough to turn the eyes of an ignorant girl into countless stars.

"Isn't it your performance?" I tilted my head.

"Our werewolf tribe's performance should be at the back." Chris was also confused.

"Aren't your two tribes together?"

"Although we are very close, the styles of our werewolf tribe and fox tribe are still very different. Each has its own customs and performances, and they cannot be integrated at all."

"But the tails and ears are very similar."

Chris: "..."

"What's wrong? Could it be that there's actually a big difference? For example, the number of hairs on the tail is several times that of the other's, or something like that?!"

I was shocked.

"This..." Chris scratched his cheek in confusion, then chuckled.

"It's hard to put it into words. It's probably the same as the difference between Elder Fan and Great Elder Akara. They are obviously very similar but the difference is huge."

"I always feel like the huge difference you mentioned seems to mean something else."

"Elder Fan is too worried, hehehe~~~"

With a conversation full of complaints all the way, we came to the competition area and saw the culprit who made the King of Fighters Tournament a mess before, the old drunkard, with a look of nothing on his face, making trouble there again.

Although I had thrown all the responsibility for the two games onto her in order to punish this lazy guy, but now that I have come to my senses, I realize that this was just a move to shoot myself in the foot, because This guy made everyone even busier.

Sure enough, I should have decided to let her go to the lumber camp for five days. I regretted in my heart that I should have sighed.

Turning his head, he saw Seattle and Carlos again. They seemed to have been caught by an old drunkard and were used as coolies. They were running around on the field. Such high-level coolies really made a bunch of us burst into tears. It was a waste of talent. There should be a limit.

"How are the preparations going?"

I asked, grabbing Carlos who was passing by.

"We've almost divided them into groups." Carlos handed me a stack of rosters in his arms and wiped the slight sweat from his forehead.

"I didn't expect that there would be so many trivial things like this."

"There's no way, it can't be like a martial arts tournament, one size fits all." I took the roster and glanced at it casually, smiling bitterly.

In the martial arts tournament held a few years ago, the rule was that all adventurers from the First World could participate. The purpose of the competition at that time was to determine the strongest player in the First World, so this rule was understandable.

It’s just that in this arena competition, it doesn’t matter to us who is the first world. The goal is to allow every adventurer to participate, so we can’t copy them blindly. The specific grouping is based on region. As a five-level event, it is still divided into six levels according to the level stage. It was discussed for a long time at the beginning, and finally it was classified according to the latter.

For example, take the Kurast-level adventurer. The level of adventurers in this area is probably between level 30 and level 40, but there is a level 4 between them. In other words, the weakest level 30 Between level 1 and the strongest level 40, there is not only a gap of ten levels, but also a division of stages.

In terms of stages, for example, in the third level, the lowest level adventurer is level 24, and the highest level is level 35. Although the gap between them is eleven levels, it is one level more than the former. But there is no stage gap, at least it is fairer than the former.

Therefore, this ring competition will be divided according to class, from level one to level six, a total of six competition levels, so that even first-level rookies who have just changed jobs and may not have been out in the wild can still go to the ring to deliver food. Chance.

"Why is there no level for us!!"

Seattleke came up from nowhere and complained unwillingly in our ears.

"The arena here can't withstand your tossing." Hearing the complaint, everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes.

Seattle Gram has reached the domain level. In the entire camp, only the training ground in the North District training camp, which we often use for practice, has the super-powerful defensive magic circle engraved on it that the Mages Guild specially gave us to a few saboteurs. , can barely withstand his brute force.

"I originally thought that I would be able to have a good fight with Junior Brother Wu this time." Seattle Ke grunted and shook his head, shaking his savage braids, and all the depression in his heart was written on his ferocious face.

"Who told you not to read the program carefully? You are looking forward to it in vain." I suddenly became happy.

"But it doesn't matter. After I'm done with the work on God's Birthday, I'll just have a good fight with you."

"Really? Your body is fine already?!"

Seattlek, who looked disappointed a moment ago, immediately became excited after I finished speaking.

"It should be fine, don't worry."

"Okay, great, hahahaha!!!"

He laughed arrogantly, and Seattlek, who was happy in his heart, slapped me hard on the shoulder a few times. His face was full of fighting spirit, as if he wanted to pull out his weapon and fight immediately.

"I have been looking forward to your words to see how big the gap between us will be after we are promoted to the realm."

"You might be disappointed."

The big palm with the force of a meteor fell down, causing me to grin and twist my shoulders in pain, but my mouth refused to be outdone.

"Then let me see how powerful your power is to disappoint me."

After taking the last shot, Seatik turned around with a big smile and ran away with his legs. His appearance along the way frightened many adventurers with weak hearts. They all thought that this guy was protected by the devil and the evil god descended. passed away.

"Junior Brother Wu, has your body... really recovered completely?"

After Seattle left, Carlos asked worriedly, fearing that I was trying to show off my strength.

"No...it seems like I was seriously injured by that guy again." I covered my numb shoulder and looked at the sky speechlessly.

"I remember you said last time that you will have to wait ten days and a half after the God's Birthday to complete the recovery. Moreover, due to the incident with the Fallen Alliance, the forceful use of power a few days ago also caused a lot of physical damage. I think you should rest again. Rest, I’ll go drink over there in Seattle, he said, don’t be in a hurry.”

Seeing me like this, Carlos, who didn't seem to be able to tell the difference between a joke and the truth, advised me seriously.

"We'll talk about it then, we'll talk about it then."

I laughed aloud and responded vaguely. I couldn't tell Carlos the truth: I'm a real man, with cute big breasts. I brought a magic-rejuvenating maid with me.

Thinking of this, I glanced back secretly, but the slutty maid who held a grudge secretly slashed me angrily, as if to say, you want to use this maid to recover your body, you have a good idea.

Oops, retribution came immediately. I really shouldn’t have taken the opportunity to bully her just now.

I scratched my head helplessly, but then I stood up.

Uh-huh, any of the maids who fell into the hands of this Duke can escape from the clutches, I'm scared hahahahaha~~~~~~

Oh oh oh! ! Just kidding, it was just a joke! My moral bottle! ! ! ! !

After all the six groups of events were over and the six champions were decided, the sky was already filled with stars. It was quite fast. Originally, if there was not enough time, it was expected to be postponed to tomorrow.

Among the top few in the six stages, most of the first two stages were taken by the melee professions of werewolf warriors, barbarians, dwarf warriors, and paladins. Werewolf warriors who were not thick-skinned were unexpectedly shortlisted. , it can also fully show the powerful strength of the warriors trained in the bitter cold land.

The next three and four levels are relatively even and balanced professions. For example, druids can also occupy a position. The advantages of assassins, Amazons, and elf archers with powerful skills are even more prominent. This At this stage, the Paladin who takes the meat shield style will be a little more depressed.

At the fifth and sixth levels, the professions of the legal system have also begun to emerge, especially the wizards of the Horadric clan. Some of them have shown very good individual combat capabilities in the previous stages, ranking in the top ten, almost It is tantamount to announcing to everyone that this race's talent in magic is unmatched by any other race.

Of course, these rankings are only below the level of super genius. When you reach the level of super genius, you cannot use profession to measure excellence. The simplest example is that if Tarasha is reborn, no matter what level he is at, or even Even if it crosses a higher level, it can completely overwhelm any profession.

This kind of person cannot be measured by common sense. God is sometimes so unfair that it makes people feel that He is extracting the talents of thousands of geniuses and then giving them to a favorite.

Having said that, am I considered a deformed child created by God?

It's better not to think too much about it.

In short, all races seem to have a tacit understanding that this competition is just an ordinary competition for adventurers to warm up and give them a full understanding of the abilities of warriors from other races, so there are no outstanding talents. Adventurer.

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