After reading the price list, Zheng Yun'er's eyes became $$, ticket dividends, what a lot of money this must be, but I don't know that this ranking is also counted by the aborigines, you have to compete with the top ten powerhouses in your country and win before you will be recognized by the ranking, which is actually the combat power ranking of each country. Of course, there are also lists among players, but they are all ranked by individuals, just like the hawker peddled at the door, such rankings have their own opinions, and the credibility is not so strong.

There are two types of competitive modes: "Individual Battle" and "Team Battle".

Individual battles are in 1v1 mode, team battles are in 10v10 mode, of course, if you say that I can play ten at a time, it's no problem, ten is just the upper limit. The two ranking mechanisms are calculated separately.

No recovery items can be used in the arena, and recovery skills can be used normally. There will be no real death in the arena, and if a party loses the ability to resist or is seriously injured and dying, the pre-set magic circle will automatically generate a protective shield for the losing party. Minor injuries, serious injuries, broken limbs and other phenomena are not within the protection of the magic array, so they will still occur, and the players need to be responsible for them.

"No. 0028735, cat players with a sweet tooth, please get ready to enter." Jung Yuna, who was reading the rules of the arena with a booklet, suddenly heard her name and hurriedly grabbed her weapon and ran towards the player's passage.

After a while, Jung Yoon-a found that she had changed places, so she looked around to observe the situation around her.

At this time, she was in a circular ring, about three or four hundred square meters, with a solid and non-slip stone ground under her feet, and an energy shield shrouded in the edge of the field.

It is surrounded by stepped spectator seats, and the overall shape of the arena is similar to that of a real stadium, with a low circular ring in the middle and high seats around it, so that the spectators can enjoy the game.

But now there is not even a person in the huge audience, which makes Jung Yuna breathe a sigh of relief, and she will definitely be nervous if the first game is full of spectators. In fact, it's impossible to think about it, with the identity she just registered, the ranking must be hundreds of millions of years later, belonging to one of the more than 100,000 games, if it weren't for the family and friend group, who would pay attention to such a game.

Jung Yoon-a's opponent was a small teenager dressed as a hunter and holding an excellent-grade longbow that glowed green.

"It's a warrior again, it's still a female warrior, this is stable," the young man said after seeing Zheng Yun'er, his eyes full of contempt for the warrior.

"Hey, the warrior with the axe on the other side, give up the struggle, you don't have a chance to get close on such a large field, I'm Shaun, who is known as the marksman! You'll be the stepping stone to my fourth winning streak, hahaha! The young man shouted to Zheng Yun'er a little bit of middle school.

After speaking, he aimed at Zheng Yun'er, and the strong self-confidence generated by winning three consecutive games made him look at his opponent with a leisurely attitude, and it was best to fall into a hurry to satisfy his desire to look down.

Zheng Yuna stood still and didn't move, she looked at the secondary two teenager opposite with some confusion. The feeling given by the other party is not only not strong, but there is a feeling of being very weak, and you can still win four games in a row?

"Feel lucky to be my opponent on the road to becoming a god! Girlish! ”

The young man saw that his opponent did not dodge left and right because of his aiming, and he was not only slightly dissatisfied. Leng snorted and shot the arrow in his hand.

【Concentration Shooting】

Zheng Yun'er looked at the arrows flying in front of her, she became more and more sure of the weakness of her opponent, this angle, this speed, so that she didn't even have the idea of dodging.

Bite! With a casual lift of the axe's handle, the arrow flew away.

Slightly unaccustomed to shaking his body, usually training with Mu, when will there be such a weak arrow.

Each of Mu's arrows requires her to deal with it with all her might, the deflection angle, the amount of blocking power, the body swing buffer, each of which must be accurately calculated, otherwise it will be pierced, and the pain level almost made her give up for a while.

But now that she sees the results of the comparison, Zheng Yuna understands that those sins were not in vain, and now she is sure that she has really become a master. Not the so-called master among amateur PK enthusiasts before, but a real professional-level master!

Sou! Sou! Sou!

Seeing that the other party easily knocked his arrows away, the young man had a bad premonition, and shot at Zheng Yun'er one arrow after another.

To be honest, in a short period of time, being able to play a remote profession to this level is already very good among ordinary people. It takes a lot of time to hone accuracy, and with the exception of esports players and pros, few people have the perseverance and perseverance to practice shooting specifically for a game. There is no news about his abilities yet, and these hundreds of millions of players are practicing hard with their love for the game, so it is not unreasonable for others to call him a marksman.

But that's just the standard of ordinary people.,Compared with Zheng Yun'er before, it may be a lot more powerful.,But now...

Now that she knows the gap between the other party and her own level, Zheng Yun'er is too lazy to continue to delay, it is only right to hurry up and play a few more games, and there are only 2 days left in the game.

Running forward while blocking incoming arrows, the field is too big, and she needs to get close to the opponent to meet the distance condition of [Charge].

The young man, who also understood this truth, also continued to shoot at Zheng Yun'er while retreating all the way, but he obviously hadn't practiced moving and shooting yet, and the arrows he shot had already deflected to the point that he didn't know where to go.

Call!

A dark shadow quickly approached him in the young man's eyes, and he knew that this was the other party's [charge]. So he quickly threw away the longbow in his hand and took out his melee weapon, a short sword.

The bright axe blade appeared in the young man's sight, and he tried his best to raise the short sword in his hand to block, but this terrifying giant axe seemed to have eyes, accurately bypassing the blocking route of the short sword, and slashed at his neck!

Swish!

A protective shield appeared, and the axe was blocked less than 3 centimeters in front of the boy's neck, and the boy's frightened eyes could be seen from the outside of the shield, and he really knew that he was going to be beheaded just now...

"The game is over, the winner - the cat with a sweet tooth"

A voice came, and the boy came back to his senses. He looked up at the female warrior opposite, who had already reached the edge of the ring.

"I'm not going to throw in the towel, I'll train hard and challenge you again!!" The boy shouted loudly.

。。。

Back in the Houssey area, Jung Yuna randomly found a corner and sat down and waited for the next game to begin. She didn't make much effort in the game just now, and she didn't even need to rest, so she directly reported to the service staff to continue the game.

At this time, people in the Housai area are coming and going, many players are talking about it, those with a good record boast about how many games they have won in a row, and those with an average record are saying that they have missed something, otherwise what, and even those with a poor record can use the strength of their opponents as their own talking points.

At this time, a player suddenly mentioned that the official competition was going to be organized, which attracted the attention of Zheng Yun'er.

"According to my uncle, who works at a game company, this competition is nationwide!"

"You don't have a good relationship with your uncle, it's all old news, the latest news is that as long as the club has registered in China, all clubs must participate in this competition!"

"How many clubs will come? It's a feast for the eyes. "Tiantu" and "Left Rotation" can compete again. ”

"Didn't Tiantu win last time?"

"That's in the game "***", how can it be the same as the new era, and it is said that "Left Turn" has changed to a new major shareholder, and a large amount of money has been spent to bring in foreign aid!"

"Let's pull it down, with the ranking of "Left Spin" in the world, there are only a few players who can bring them a big improvement, which one is not the core of a world-class team. No matter how rich you are, people may not come, how difficult it is to re-cultivate tacit teammates. ”

"Yes, my uncle said that now there is a lot of money entering the e-sports circle, and the value of all players has doubled and risen."

"It's true, but then again, your uncle has a bad relationship with you, and all he told you was a long time ago."

"No, I still have an uncle...

。。。。。。

"No. 0028735, cat players with a sweet tooth, please get ready to enter." Zheng Yun'er, who was enjoying listening to the gossip, suddenly received a notice, and got up and walked to the entrance passage with some pity, but she couldn't help but think about it in her heart.

"How many uncles does he have?。。。