There are no rules in the free racing training field, there are no so-called second and third places, only the final winner, the final winner.

It's like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge, the road is so wide, the bridge is just like this, and in the end, only one person can cross it.

However, compared to the real competition, the training match is nothing more tragic than the real competition.

The real race track is a circular circuit built around the sky above the city, which is completely obscured from the clouds and the sun.

On the race track, there is a wide variety of terrain.

From the narrow and dilapidated tulou roof over the mountains and rivers, the ancient temple is connected to a piece of skyscrapers, the end of the desert is the raging and rushing sea, above the sea, there is a continuous tiled and endless dome, when racing, through the dome can vaguely see a few vague figures.

Maybe that's the people above the dome, looking down at the ants struggling for freedom below.

The only thing that may be different from the real track in the city outside is that there is endless darkness above the dome, dotted with a few faint moonlights.

Fang Yang passed the identity verification, came to the entrance, recognized the iris, and began to lock the transaction.

Looking at the few eye-catching numbers on the holographic fog screen, Fang Yang couldn't help but be speechless.

A training match actually costs 10,000 communication points, which is too pitiful.

Now it seems that there are not many people participating in this training competition, and there is a reason why the tickets are too expensive.

After confirming the completion of the transaction, Fang Yang lost some basic identity information and began to match opponents.

I have to say that this may be the only more user-friendly design in the underground black market.

Trainers can choose one of the matches and opponents by themselves.

If you match the strength of the competitor and the gap is too great, you can also choose to give up this training.

Of course, the training fee will definitely not be refunded, after all, this is a life in exchange for money.

If you want to train again, you will have to trade again and enter the authentication information again, and then match the opponent.

Fang Yang really couldn't help but want to complain about this fuck-egg matching mechanism, maybe there were some lucky people who stuffed their teeth when they drank cold water and smashed their heels when they farted, and they might be matched to the opponent of the death mode level several times in a row.

It turns out that there is a complete reason why so few people come here to train, and it is not necessarily true that those who dare not come to train are afraid of death.

If you are unlucky, you may spend tens of thousands of communication points on matchmaking, and even if the opponent you match seems to be of equal strength, you may end up overturning, which is too many.

Fang Yang was waiting with peace of mind, and not long before he arrived, he had already started a free race training.

There were sixteen people in total, which was a pitiful number compared to a real free race.

If you're lucky, you'll probably end up with a few people left, but it's likely to come at the cost of missing arms and hands.

If you're unlucky, only one person will be able to finish the whole race.

There were probably nearly a hundred people left, almost all of them concentrated in the waiting hall, all kinds of people, three sects and nine streams, hooligans, glasses, tattoos with gold chains, and the list was endless.

It's just that most of the rest of the people don't look good, and everyone looks at each other with a cold and somewhat hostile look.

Maybe you will become your life-and-death opponent in the next moment, and no one has the leisure to put on a good face to show others. Reading the Book House

According to the rules of free race training, each training session is basically about 20 people, and since several people gave up and retreated in the last game, only 16 remained.

Fang Yang began to muttered in his heart, according to this calculation, if he was lucky, he might be matched with an opponent in the first game, or he might not be ranked in four or five games in a row, and he might even be in death mode.

"At this rate, I can only train once or twice a day, and after three days, I can familiarize myself with the rules of the competition. ”

Fang Yang pursed his chin and thought.

It's just that he has subconsciously excluded the mortality thing.

Die in the midst of your chase?

If it doesn't exist, Fang Yang will survive even if he finds a place to hide and wait until someone reaches the end of the training until the end of the training.

Although it is a bit embarrassing, but the face is not edible, how can life be important.

With this kung fu, it is better to train a few more times and strive to have a better chance of saving your life in the sprint competition.

At the time of the real race, there are tens of thousands of people, like locusts crossing the racing track, blood and rain, endless killing, but no one will stop, once stopped, the next person to die may be you.

At that time, no one will trust the people around him anymore, only the people around him, and in extreme nervousness, they will also stretch out the butcher knife to him.

Sister Porcelain once said that the free race is like a net, the gap between the lattices will be smaller and smaller, like a plug, every time it passes, the flow of people will be sparse once, and there may be some fish that have slipped through the net before, but in the end, only one person can finish the track, which is the lonely winner.

So, many people develop this awareness from the training match.

Time passed little by little in a long wait.

"W~......"

There was a sound, and a matching list was displayed in the waiting hall, a total of sixteen people, and began to enter the waiting state.

This means that the last free race is already halfway through and will be over soon.

Compared to other races, this free race training is indeed much faster, and it may take no more than two hours for the final winner to complete the race.

No wonder many people gave up this training, it turned out that there were really people who were a big step ahead, and the match was uneven.

Fang Yang could even imagine the bloody scene of these people being calculated, crashed, and assassinated by sneak attacks on the track.

Yes, the starting mobility tool is randomly assigned and cannot be selected by yourself.

Otherwise, if you are assigned to an air hunter fighter, even if the opponent is unexpectedly strong, you will not have the strength to fight.

Of course, in the process of racing, you may also get tools and vehicles scattered everywhere, and there is even the presence of radar armored vehicles, which are the king of land warfare, air killers, and even in the terrain of desert hills, they can walk sideways.

Therefore, at the beginning, the tool vehicle randomly assigned was not the only one, and then because of various collisions, various fighting impacts, the vehicle was seriously damaged, so there were other options.

However, if you are too unlucky, and you have been encountering self-propelled vehicles and unicycles, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

Although this situation is extremely difficult to happen, because the course of the free race is hundreds of kilometers long, endless, passing through an unknown number of terrains and landscapes, and I don't know how many tool vehicles are scattered along the way.

There is always a chance to meet a few cars that can be used, even if it is a leak.