The game ended quickly, and Yang Xiaoman hadn't even found Ling Zijie from the more than 200 games, and Ling Zijie had already eliminated his opponent.

In the competition room, Wang Shuchao took off his headphones with a wry smile and lay down in the chair, he had never been in contact with this game before, and the game equipment sent by the family in the past few days was also occupied by his senior brothers most of the time, he didn't have many opportunities to practice, he originally wanted to meet a weaker kid, with his strong control, there should be a chance to win, but he didn't expect to meet such a powerful wind speed ability in the first game.

Yes, he was very sure that the opponent must be a wind speed ability, although he couldn't do anything in the huge storm at the time, but his eyesight was there, he knew that the person who could still use the power of the wind in that environment must be someone who had a deep understanding of the wind, and he couldn't think of any other explanation except for the wind speed ability.

After the battle, Ling Zijie did not withdraw from the game for the first time, he still controlled the Ranger No. 1 to gallop in the wind, feeling that very special induction.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if he had really become a part of the wind, no matter how the wind raged around him, but it would never hurt him, yes, that feeling was it, although he couldn't say why it was, but he couldn't be sure.

Airplanes! He didn't know how long he had been running in the wind, and it wasn't until the whole space trembled slightly, everything in front of him disappeared, and the space returned to the same void as it had been, and he came back to that state.

"That feeling just now ......" Ling Zijie looked at the screen in front of him blankly, muttering to himself, suddenly his head tingled, and he almost fell off the operating chair.

"Head, it hurts!" He held his head in his hands, his face full of pain, and the sturdy operating chair creaked under his movements.

In his mind, the Nolan totem that had disappeared since absorbing the light actually flashed slightly at this moment, projecting a phantom shadow in the depths of his mind, although it looked hazy, but Ling Zijie was sure that it was indeed the Nolan totem that disappeared before.

Holding his forehead with his hand, Ling Zijie was sweating profusely, the stinging pain just now seemed to have an electric current across his mind in an instant, although it was short, it made him seem to have a trace of inexplicable understanding, that kind of feeling was very wonderful, just like he was in the wind just now, very vague but real.

Ling Zijie, who was lying in the chair, took a few deep breaths, slowly relaxed his body and mind, and immersed his consciousness into his body, he wanted to see what happened to that totem?

In the depths of my mind, an extremely faint phantom shimmered slightly, and if you didn't look closely, you might lose sight of the past.

"Has this totem finally reappeared?" Ling Zijie's eyes were tightly closed, and all his attention was focused on the totem, but after the totem first shone once, there was no reaction, but it was not like the previous complete disappearance, but there was a faint phantom.

Ling Zijie observed it a few times again, and reluctantly withdrew his consciousness, there was no way, the phantom was too faint, and he really couldn't see any changes.

"Maybe the feeling of the wind just now stimulated it." Ling Zijie thought, lying in the chair and relaxing, he continued to wait for the next game to start.

Among the four people, as expected, Meng Hu was the first to be eliminated, in fact, Meng Hu had expected such a result before the game, so in the game just now, in the face of those buttons on the operating chair that he didn't understand at all, he simply gave up the treatment, and the opponent who matched him was almost like facing a metal stake, and he was sent out of the game with two knives.

"You've been eliminated, please go back to the bench and wait." The computer in front of him automatically turned off after giving Meng Hu a command, Meng Hu smiled, took off the headphones and pushed the door to leave.

He wanted to go back to the players' bench as soon as possible to see how the other three were doing, especially Ling Zijie, he really didn't want this training target to be eliminated in the first game like himself.

Luckily, when he returned to his seat, he didn't find the other three, indicating that they hadn't lost yet, at least not yet.

Reaching out and tapping lightly on the back chair in front of him, all the games in progress were displayed in a list situation.

"56 games have been completed, and 174 games are still in progress, so don't let me down." Looking at the results of the game displayed, Meng Hu prayed silently in his heart.

On the other hand, Guan Xiaofei does have the ability to brag, in the fifty-six games that have ended, he is ranked fourth, of course, in addition to his own good strength, the opponent with poor operation also helped him a lot.

"It's really boring, such an opponent, I have no problem playing ten at the same time." Guan Xiaofei lay in the chair with his hands behind his head, whistling leisurely, "A few of them are almost over, alas, I really envy them, I can still enjoy such a wonderful operation in the hall after I get out of the game early." ”

Looking at the Ranger No. 1 on the screen with the title of 'National Trick Pipe Championship', Guan Xiaofei laughed hehehe, he remembered the girl who glanced at the door before, thinking if she would have returned to her seat and was paying attention to her game?

Thinking of this, the smile on this guy's face became more and more rippling.

The most difficult battle among the four people should be Big B, and the person who matched him was not a child of the family, but a student who was called in like them, and he also knew this guy, and he was in the second class of the dragon god.

In the second class of the Dragon God, except for Meng Hu, everyone had almost played the Mecha Alliance before coming in, and his opponent seemed to be one of the masters.

However, although Big B's battle was difficult, after all, Big B, who was also the little bully of the Internet café, finally won the game, looking at the other party's mecha that exploded in trembling, Big B grinned.

He loved the feeling, and the pleasure of watching his opponent wail and succumb to his own violence was incomparable, and perhaps this was one of the main factors in his dropping out of school at a young age and wandering the streets.

Hot blood is actually the same in every teenager's heart, but this old boy who has passed the hot blood period has been reluctant to come out.

Soon the two hundred and thirty matches were over, and the winners of the competition quietly waited for the start of the second round in the competition room, and the students who lost the competition also returned to the hall one after another, also waiting for the start of the second round.

Meng Hu started to be nervous from the time those people came back one by one, he was afraid of seeing Ling Zijie and them come back, but fortunately, until all the games were over, there were only three empty seats around him except for himself.

"Huh...... brothers, you are all doing well, I will do my best in the future!" Meng Hu looked at the various expressions of helplessness or anger around him, and silently cheered them up in his heart.