"Go help them."

When the Ancient Monarch Hunter fell to the ground with Fang Yuan, Sophie suddenly picked up her sword and said a word to the others. Her Royal Highness, the princess of Silver Vislan, was also resolute, dropped this sentence, and rushed out first.

Akane didn't say a word, dragging the halberd and catching up with her companion knight.

The others were half a beat slower, of course they also saw that the boss and Fang Yu had reached the end of the crossbow, but they still watched it with relish, waiting to see what kind of means the other party was going to come up with to lead the ancient king into submission, but they didn't expect that their own 'little princess' would choose to make a move at this time.

They didn't see it, but Sophie did.

Actually, that guy is a little blind now-

Whether or not this boss can be solved is naturally two things for Fang Yuan, there is nothing to do with packing tickets - just to this extent, he can only do his best and bite the bullet. At least after Gu Jun Hunter dismounted, the threat of the other party as a heavy warrior suddenly went down a notch, far worse than before, not to mention that the nightmare war horse itself was not easy to mess with.

Ignoring the pain that seemed to fall apart, he got up from the ground first, and immediately ordered the walker to crash into him from behind, suppressing the ancient king who was getting up. But the Lord of the Cold Forest, the Lord of the Crows, is so easy to mess with? Even if it was just a phantom, it lifted the ground with all its might, and the sword-wielder flew away.

Fang Yu hurriedly manipulated the sword-wielder to turn around in mid-air, before landing firmly on the ground, the people in the silver vislan in the distance were amazed, it was not easy for ordinary people to maintain balance in the air, let alone flexible construction?

Even if the top 100 people on the Battle Craftsman Ranking came to this place, they didn't dare to say that they would be 100% successful, but Fang Yu had no exception on two occasions, and this had nothing to do with rank, status, and identity, it was purely a matter of control techniques.

They had already discovered that Fang Yuan's control style of flexible construction was self-contained, and it was extremely delicate, and it was actually difficult for ordinary recruiters to achieve such meticulous manipulation, usually with rough branches, and they usually pursued quantity, not quality.

What exactly does this level represent?

The people of Silver Vislan didn't really see anything as non-professionals (non-combat craftsmen), but they only vaguely felt that even if the Drafter system was put aside, the aborigines' manipulation of flexible construction was probably just that.

In Aitalia, the natives have a natural advantage in proficiency and fine cybernetics, but have a natural disadvantage in computing compared to the Electors.

Fang Yuan, on the other hand, has a faint meaning of merging the two styles, and if you want to talk about fine control, in the eyes of these people, I am afraid that no one can stand out except for the existence of Loofah's column; And when it comes to multi-control, the two sword-wielding people who appear here have already explained everything.

But he's not more than fifteen.

But Fang Yu couldn't hear the voices of these people.

Because the Gu Jun Hunter had already picked up the sword on the ground and walked towards Fang Yu step by step, it was a heavy armored knight, classified as a heavy warrior, but the level was too high, even if it was walking at the same speed, it would beat Fang Yuan. Therefore, it is impossible to turn around and run, and it is impossible to run, not to mention that the other side of the box is almost unable to support it.

Fang Yu still raised his right hand and pointed at the undead monarch from afar.

Two walkers, one left and one right, flanked behind him—

Blue flames surged in the chest of the Gu Jun Hunter, and it didn't look at the sword-wielding people on either side, and raised the pale sword in his hand and pointed it directly at Fang Yuan's eyebrows. "Be careful, stay out of the way!" Sophie's voice pierced through the fog and came from afar.

Fang Yu also said in his heart, where did the voice come from so familiar.

But before he could react in a daze, a miserable white light had already burst out from the tip of the Gu Jun Hunter's sword, pointing straight at him. And that light was more like a sharp arrow in the eyes of others, shooting straight at the center of Fang Yuan's eyebrows.

It's just that the latter is motionless, as if frozen.

But just a moment before the miserable white light reached him, a small silver shield appeared in front of Fang Yuan, and the light arrow hit the shield, and the shield was torn apart in an instant, but the miserable white light turned back at a faster speed in front of everyone's eyes, and hit the Gu Jun Hunter before they could react.

This blow was probably the most effective damage dealt to Fang Yu since he faced this boss, and since the Gu Jun Hunter was already much taller than Fang Yu, the pale light hit its blue flame chest when it returned, knocking it out.

And the place where it landed happened to be where the two walkers arrived one after the other.

Fang Yu raised his hand and made the first sword-bearer raise his arms high, so that the dual swords he held were impartially inserted under the shoulder blades of the ancient monarch hunter's back, piercing its ribs, and stabbing two blades of blue fire from his chest.

The force of the impact caused the sword-wielder to take a step back, pulling four deep marks on the dust, but its arms were always raised, like a banner raising the Ancient Monarch Hunter above the two blades. The Ancient Hunter let out a low roar, the blow apparently not causing fatal damage to it, and it struggled to come down, the force shaking the walker so violently that it almost fell apart.

Fang Yu gritted his teeth and opened up the mana output to the maximum, and at the same time, with a pull of his left hand, the other sword-wielder jumped up and shot in mid-air towards the chest of the Ancient Monarch Hunter. I saw a flash of cold light, and its blade-like four-legged body plunged into the chest of the ancient monarch hunter.

The latter let out an angry scream, Fang Yu instantly felt that the sword-wielder core crystal below had entered an overheated and overloaded state, he hurriedly shook his hand, and the sword-wielder was ordered to retreat, causing the Gu Jun Hunter to fall from his blade.

At that moment, Fang Yu didn't think about it, his right hand sank and controlled the sword-wielder to lie on the ground as much as possible, and then he glanced at the other sword-wielder who was hugging the boss.

Then he turned around and threw himself forward, holding his head in both hands.

Sophie, who arrived not far away, was slightly stunned when she saw this action, and suddenly looked up, only to see that in the dark underground world, a flash of light like the birth of the world was surging from the darkness, until it filled her entire field of vision-

A few minutes later—

The little prince of the silver Vislan walked out of the resurrection point dozens of miles away from the San Peyroux Valley with a blue face.

She paused silently for a moment, as if to think about what she had done wrong. Then he glanced up at the icon of the Romanes, who was dignified and solemn, with the weight of justice on one side and the corresponding wealth on the other side of the scales in front of him.

At its feet are the teachings of the goddess:

'Justice and Wealth-'

Sophie gritted her teeth and held the sword in her hand for a while, but after a while, she felt her communication crystal move slightly, and then a message popped out of the private channel:

"Well, Miss Sophie, I'm sorry...... I—I didn't know you were around; Well, can you explain this to your guys......"

The sender's status was anonymous, but Sophie frowned, naturally seeing who it was coming from.

Of course, the culprit who got her in this place.

"So, how do you know my communication ID?" She suddenly calmed down and asked.

"Well, they told me."

On the other side of the communication crystal, Fang Yu looked at the halberd that was placed on his neck, as well as the cold mountain girl, and was about to cry: "Miss Sophie, I really didn't mean to!" ”

Can he be blamed for this? If he doesn't use this move, he won't be able to solve the boss, he's only level eight, isn't he? That's the Lord of the Cold Forest, the Lord of the Ravens, who is more than twenty levels of ferociousness, and what about him? He's still a kid! Of course, more importantly, his boss corpse hasn't been touched yet!

And at the same time as the Underground World Silver Veslan and his party surrounded Fang Yuan.

At the Storm's Gate, the famous sea area from the Second World to the First World, on one of the liners, in the cabin on the third floor, the octopus is sitting at his desk and opening an email from his hand—

Octopus, whose real name is Zhang Yu, is Chinese, male, twenty-eight years old.

Octopus is a professional headhunter, but his headhunting scope has some peculiarities - his job is to recommend talented and potential recruiters for the top guilds, and after the Star Gate Age, people jokingly call him a vulture, and he is really like a vulture, wandering between major events all day long, examining those suitable prey.

This kind of work makes him have no leisure at all in a year, except for a pitiful vacation, and the Super Athletic League holds more than 100 large and small events in a year, in addition to the out-of-the-box tournaments, there are more than 10 important leagues every year and biennial, and there are more large and small cup competitions to pay attention to.

Outside of the Super Athletic League, some of the most famous tournaments held by the Aboriginal people have also become increasingly popular, and there have been many talented people in them in recent years. In the end, even in a single-class tournament, many ordinary people have little attention, but he has to pay attention to it, for a simple reason - because the big guilds and clubs need it.

In the face of such a dense competition, even if he is constantly running around the world in Aitaria and the second world, it is difficult to do a single game, but fortunately, like most gold medal headhunters, there is a team behind him to serve him. Normally, missed games will be sent to his mailbox by staff in the form of videos, and although some small games can be screened by others, the octopus is not too comfortable with his subordinates, and is used to doing it himself.

This kind of work makes him painful and happy, and at the age of less than thirty, he has become the queen headhunter of the top guild Elite in China, which is enough to make people proud anyway, after all, this is not the years when the Star Gate era began, the professional circle is becoming more and more mature today, and the personnel are far more professional than in the past, not to mention that he is not a top recruiter retired player.

As soon as the summer vacation of the students on Earth is over, the second half of the season in the usual sense of super-sports is announced, and the various competitions are gradually intensified, as always, which means that his work has also begun to become heavy. At this time, his job is more akin to that of a data analyst in a major guild, except for one or two important events on the schedule that must be physically present, the rest is buried in various video analysis.

Exciting games have their own excitement, but some small events are boring and boring to watch. He's also gifted enough to yawn while keeping an eye on the action, occasionally pouring a cup of coffee — well, the one from the Ottory Empire that's tongue-in-cheek, but at least refreshing.

The octopus gently put down the cup and stretched, and finally finished watching the video of the last game, which was a little intimidating: as if affected by the top domestic caller circle, the competition style of the entire Chinese division this year was dull, and several major guilds under the BBK League used conservative style competitions to achieve good results, and gained many imitators, and quickly formed a trend.

Of course, the size of the teams of the Silver Vislan and Elite factions is still as eye-catching as in previous years, but the unique styles of these two are not learned by ordinary people, not to mention whether the octopus feels that his opinion also has a subjective factor - because the style of the Elite is not good in any way outside.

But the utilitarian style of play doesn't necessarily work well, and defeats in the Murky Realm have said a lot, and conservative strategies tend to be a bit clumsy in the face of the fierce attacks of top opponents.

But now the bigger problem is that if you are not utilitarian, you may not be able to survive in China, let alone qualify. In order to prevent excessive internal friction, there is also a limit to the wars between the Drafters, and in the external competition of various countries, each country will often choose those guilds and teams with the highest points in a season to participate in the war.

The octopus sighed, to put it bluntly, it is still the reason for the decline in the overall strength level, if it is silver Veslan and Elite, this problem naturally does not exist, but how many silver Vislan and Elite are there in the Chinese division? What's more, even the Silver Vislan has to face the problem of this generation of legendary callers retiring.

Can the newcomers they have cultivated really be able to withstand the situation after the retirement of this generation of veterans?

But compared with ordinary people, the octopus is not as anxious as he imagined.

Because isn't this a good situation for professional headhunters like them to make a contribution?

Although it has been rumored that the big guilds and professional clubs are not willing to recruit outsiders, it is actually just a rumor, otherwise what transfer season and transfer rules do the Super Athletic League need to establish? In fact, there is a private flow of personnel between the major guilds every year - of course, as long as there are no major problems in a guild, the positions of those who are really top recruiters will generally not change, after all, it is the mainstay and cornerstone of a guild.

And it is precisely because of this that there are such and such rumors.

Of course, it is true that guilds like Silver Vislan and Elite, and even the second-tier guilds have their own complete talent training institutions, and super sports are different from traditional sports after all, due to the close binding between the identity and qualifications of the callers and the club, naturally, for the sake of insurance, the big guilds are willing to give priority to the use of 'their own people'.

But that doesn't mean they don't absorb new blood from the outside world at all. For practitioners, it is clear what is going on inside - there are two prerequisites, the first is the flow of non-core members, which is also the main scope of work of most headhunters like Octopus, those who are subordinate to a certain degree of talent, and those who are more out of the way, but the special professions and life occupations that the guild needs.

In the new world, the guild structure of this era is far larger than ordinary people imagine, and their subordinate and branch guilds are often spread across two worlds and multiple regions, and these branch guilds need a large number of personnel to enrich their blood, and it is impossible for these non-core members to be cultivated by the guild itself.

Therefore, in this way, a considerable part of the new recruits who enter Aitalia every year are actually absorbed into the major guilds in this way, and it is actually not impossible for these non-core members to become the real guild core and high-level after years of testing.

The guild is like a huge organism, and in this way it completes its hematopoiesis and metabolism.

The guild of headhunters is to identify these potential recruiters for the needs of the big guild and recommend them to the corresponding guild.

Of course, the octopus's job is more advanced.

Elite appointed him to become the guild's royal headhunter, of course, not to let him do these trivial things, there are hundreds of lower-level headhunters working for the Elite's lower-level guild, but there are very few gold medal headhunters like Octopus.

His job is to find the true geniuses of the opposition and absorb them into the Elite before they are discovered by the Elite's competitors.

However, the work of the past quarter can only be said to be unsatisfactory, at least the octopus himself thinks so, due to the influence of conservatism, the major events are permeated with a lethargic atmosphere, and there is no bright color to be found.

There may be some subtle flashes, but they don't help him in his work.

He's looking for something that's really exciting—

Every time he thinks about this, Octopus can't help but think of the battle of Alcas, which was the original reason for his entry into this ranks; It was the birth of the Loofah ID that made many people truly realize that even the Grand Guild did not include all the most outstanding geniuses.

But nothing was won in the major events, which made the octopus a little frustrated, and he opened the community according to his habit to take a look at the recent movements. But there are still some things on it, of course, these 'things' don't refer to the so-called 'geniuses' that emerge in the endless stream of hot posts, those things octopus has seen enough in his career, if there may have been some expectations at the beginning, but now it can be done to ignore them.

Most of them are actually inferior to the 'some shining points' talents he found.

What he is looking for is actually the direction of the community, and this potential information actually contains a lot of useful information, and can use it to judge the next movement of each guild. After all, for headhunters, cutting off beards is also an important job.

But it was at this time that the octopus saw a new email.

The sender of the email surprised him slightly:

Lonely White Field.

He remembered the ID, but it was a memory from some unknown years ago.

……

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