When Fang Yu was distracted, there was another change on the battlefield.

The tall trainee boy suddenly rushed out without saying a word, climbed down the rock, and grabbed the unconscious Paparal crossbowman. The weevil-trunked beetle coming from all sides, and he dodged the attack from the right and left, and miraculously dragged the latter back.

"Thank you so much, you saved Parker's life!" The elven girl glanced at the former gratefully.

The round-faced blonde girl also screamed and hugged their hero before answering for him, "You're welcome, Miss Atira, we still have to rely on your help, what should we do next?" ”

Fang Yu couldn't help but glance at the young man more, the other party was very shy, and he lowered his head and still didn't say a word.

He's different—

If it had been him and the Dawn Star Adventure Party, he would have already boasted in front of everyone by this time, the others would have laughed, and of course Miss Scarpe would have been unable to help but teach a lesson.

Fang Yu shook his head, still admiring the other party's bravery and decisiveness in his heart.

Tourist states limit levels and experience gains, and there is no magic adaptability, the boy is even worse than he was at the beginning, as long as he is one step slower, he will be torn to pieces by the weevil.

And there is no starlight for tourists.

Fang Yu knew that there were more than a dozen assessment items for trainees, but this definitely did not include early death.

He didn't listen any further, and quietly retreated from the bushes, and he had already made up his mind to help, and quietly felt in the direction he had seen the Jeffrey Redcoats earlier.

"Tata, is that really a broken red crystal?" Fang Yu asked in a low voice.

Tata nodded.

In the moments when he was distracted, Tata told him that there was a summoner in the Jeffrey Redcoats. The summoner's contract creature was a rare brown-red weevil, and he was supposed to feed his beetle smash red crystal, then used its high-pitched chirp to summon the rest of his companions.

Under the influence of the crushed red crystal, these weevils have gone mad.

Fang Yu asked Miss Fairy how she knew this.

Tata told him succinctly—she could understand the weevil's voice.

"Can you understand the language of bugs?" Fang Yu was taken aback, is the dragon soul so powerful?

"It's a voice, not a language, Mr. Knight," Tata corrected as he let go of his hair, holding it a little awkwardly and straightening it out, "they use pheromones, movements, and tremors to convey information, and I only understand a fraction of the thirteen million kinds of vibrations of different frequencies in nature. ”

"Only ......?"

Fang Yu realized that his dragon soul might be really powerful.

"But that guy is really willing......" Fang Yu muttered quietly, the brown weevil beetle is very rare, because the intelligence of insect creatures is extremely low, it is difficult to succeed in the contract, of course, most of their combat effectiveness is also good, they are the best in the same level, sometimes they can even cross the challenge of one or two levels, and they are immune to most negative mental states.

And a domesticated brown weevil beetle on the market is so expensive.

As long as Fang Yu thinks of these three words on the market now, he will automatically think of selling money and floating ships, and then further link it to his own asset status, and then he is tired and doesn't love it.

He actually had a lot of questions in his mind.

Even if the maroon weevil beetle is crazy, it is not enough to besiege the trainees as agreed, they should attack everyone, even the Jeffrey Redcoats.

The second is that these Jeffreyt's people are a little too frustrated.

The Super Athletic League encourages Drafters to help trainees complete their March Tour, and Drafters who have helped trainees can earn a good credit history and points in the league, which is a big deal for most people to do because of the prestige of the drafters in the league.

Take 10,000 steps back, even if you don't help, at least you can't cause trouble, let alone attack or even kill trainees.

The Jeffrey Redcoats are simply risking the world's condemnation - compared to this, the fact that they mislead mercenaries to send them to death in the Dead Zone is simply gentle pampering. Once this kind of thing is exposed, it will be a scandal that will shake the industry.

Fang Plover certainly didn't intend to keep them a secret.

So he turned on the shooting function of the system -

He didn't know if Jeffrey's people were crazy or fearless, but either way, he was happy to see it.

He leaned over cautiously, and although he couldn't make out the rank on the other party's collar badge, he could tell from his attire that they were at least the official members—the official members of the Red Coats wore the red robes of the Musket Corps, and the unofficial members wore brown shirts and hats.

The feather ornament is not just an ornament, it is also an alchemical product in itself, which can be used as a disposable smoke pipe.

Among the official members of the redcoat team, there are first-order and second-order professions, of course, the first-order is at least level 6~10, and as for the higher-level ones in the second-order professions, they are almost catching up with Scarpa.

Fang Plover had seen how terrifying the Ranger class of the main reconnaissance was, and Silk Capet could detect the clues under the bushes from a few tens of meters away, and he knew that it was neither intuition nor vision, but as long as the perception attribute and reconnaissance-related ability were high to a certain level, the Selector System would automatically highlight the foreign objects it could detect with a high outline.

It felt like having a thermal imager in it.

He stopped in the distance.

This position is basically directly behind the other party, and only here can Fang Ou feel some security, because as long as Jeffreyt's people don't take the initiative to check in this direction, the reconnaissance skills will not play a role.

Of course, detection includes both sight and hearing, even smell and vibration, as well as intuition.

For example, the system will make an audio file of the captured abnormal sound source, marking the location and prompting the caller himself. However, the automatic detection of the system is based on simple role attributes, and lacks the subjective guidance of the recruiter himself, and the efficiency is worrying.

If you want the system to automatically spot enemies at this distance, it may be better to find a real Ranger.

Fang Plover waited for a few seconds, then released his own walker.

The walker opened his feet with a click, slowly stood up, and slid forward into the bushes. Fang Yu also leaned out slightly, and in the absence of visual links, he could only use this stupid method.

Fortunately, several members of the Jeffrey Redcoats were still unaware.

About half a distance, Fang Yu turned on the Dexterity Agility IV ability, and the Dexterity component beeped, thinking that the other party should have been able to catch the movement behind him at this time—but to his surprise, the five people were huddled there motionless.

"These people don't know how to watch dramas and are addicted...... right," Fang Yu couldn't help but mutter.

As if to confirm his suspicions.

It wasn't until the Sword Plover walker was almost within striking range that a man heard the sound and turned around.

But by this time, the flexible structure had already bared its fangs, and Fang Yuan pointed it with his hand—its first target was not the one who turned back, but the only swordsman among the five. The swordsman's saber was a caged rapier.

Scapet had told him that the role of the Rapier was generally the main minor, the precision warrior, and the most threatening to his walkers. Another of these more threatening targets is a Gunner, but of course, the Gunner is slow to shoot and is very weak in close-quarters combat.

So his first target was to choose a swordsman-

"Watch out for ......!"

Fang Yu heard the person who turned around shouting something, it seemed that he was calling something, he couldn't hear it clearly from so far away, and he thought it should be the name of the swordsman.

The swordsman's reaction was indeed amazing, worthy of the profession of the main min, hearing the wind behind him, he immediately pressed his hand on his waist to open the bayonet, pulled out the cage-shaped thin sword backwards, and turned around to block.

Only then did Fang Yu see that it was a woman.

She was still a very delicate woman, with long fiery red hair, her movements were very concise, and the thin sword was just stuck between the two bright blades and claws of the walker.

The walker pressed down on his rapier, which deformed like a spring, bent in the direction of the sword-wielder, and bounced off.

One man and one weapon separated, and the fight was done between lightning and flint, and the others didn't even see it clearly.

Fang Yu saw a gray number emerge from a distance, and he didn't pay attention to see how big the number was, but the sneak attack was successful, and it wouldn't be small—it was the block damage. A swordsman is a professional master and a secondary force, dodging is not as good as a wanderer, and blocking is not as good as a warrior, and its advantage lies in balance.

If the Summoner can actively seek a dynamic balance between blocking and dodging, the other can always be recharged, and generally speaking, the higher the Drafter's own ceiling, the better the class will play.

This is a profession that requires a lot of talent, and it is the choice of the confident.

The woman was supposed to be very confident, but the blow in the back was a bit unexpected, and she almost certainly lost a lot of balance in her haste of action. Balancing itself does not affect the amount of evasion and block values, but it does affect the Drafter's initiative.

Initiative is not an attribute of the system, it represents the reactions, judgments, and feelings of the Electors themselves, and for the top Electors, it even represents all possibilities.

Not to mention that when out of balance, the evasion and block values will not be recharged.

The offensive and defensive moves are more or less out of balance, but the attacking side is clearly more advantageous, not to mention that Fang Yu also has the upper hand. In his stats page, you can see that the Pacer loses balance much less than the rate at which balance returns, and the female swordsman is worse - just the opposite.

The 'Sword Plover' continues to attack—

The swordsman blocked it with his sword again, blocking the attack.

The walker spun his upper body and let the other blade attack, a blow as fast as a blow.

There was already a sparkle of horror in the swordswoman's eyes—she was indeed more confident, and of course she recognized that it was a flexible construction of the battle craftsman, but there was still some disapproval in her heart.

The Foil Swordsman's abilities, which she considers to be more restrained by the clumsy constructs of the Combat Craftsman, are fast and precise - no problem taking down Clockwork Elves, let alone bulky walkers.

But she immediately realized that she had made a mistake.

That's the Combat Craftsman's Build, why it's called a 'Flexible' Build—

The female swordsman repeatedly changed the direction of the blade, but she could not get out of the back hand, and the two sides exchanged swords with each other, and the structure was as flexible as a real person.

One, two, three, she blocked as she retreated, her heart was extremely anxious, and at the fourth blow finally opened the empty door. Fang Yu saw that the gray number was broken—the block value was cleared to zero. He subconsciously took a step forward, and the five fingers of his right hand were together, swiping from left to right.

The 'Sword Plover' shot out like a sharp arrow.

The female swordsman rolled backwards at the last moment, and was able to dodge.

But this dodge is no longer her intention, just because she still has a dodge value - passive dodge under the leadership of the system, because there is no active factor at all, so the damage of this blow is barely attenuated.

A three-digit blue dodge damage emerged from Fang Yuan's field of vision.

The female swordsman fell to the ground from this unconscious dodge, completely losing her balance for the first time.

The block value is reset to zero, the evasion value is lost by half, and the balance is lost.

The battle between one person and one weapon was as fast as lightning, and the female swordsman had already reached the end of her life before the rabbit rose and fell, and the others had only just reacted at this time.

"Battle Craftsman!"

There was an exclamation from the other side of the forest.

Fang Yu heard that it should be the foreign girl, it seemed that the people over there had also discovered him, listening to her angry voice, it seemed that there was not much of a problem on the battlefield over there.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The walker's blades staggered, like a bolt of lightning, slashed through the swordswoman's throat, and a striking bright red shot shot out like an arrow.

Fang Yu didn't care whether the other party was really dead or not, and immediately manipulated the walker to turn to the next target - his target was the summoner among the crowd, and the gunner was still trying to play at this time, as long as he solved this summoner first, there was hope of winning the battle.

At this time, he didn't have the slightest luck in his heart to succeed in the sneak attack.

If it was just an appetizer, the main meal has just begun. His gaze slowly swept over the entire battlefield, there were still four people left in the red-clothed team, four official members, each of whom was probably of a higher rank than everyone present.

His only chance of winning is to get the maroon weevil beetle out of control and muddy the waters.

Other than that, there are few other possibilities of winning this battle.

But just as Fang Yu was calculating the possibilities on the battlefield, a surprising scene appeared on the battlefield again. The few remaining members of the red-clad team suddenly showed a suffocating maneuver, and instead of being furious, they saw the female swordsman fall to the ground.

Instead, Qi Qi shouted:

"The eldest sister is dead!"

"It's a battle craftsman, run!"

Before the words fell, these men were very skillful and disappeared into the grass faster than Western reporters.

Only Fang Yu was left to watch this scene in amazement.

What is the situation, is the combat craftsman so terrible?

……