Astant, somewhere, somewhere in a certain inn.

"Thank you, Mr. Langtaosha!" The person who booked the room laughed and pulled out a money bag. On the wooden table in front of him, there was a dazzling array of magical equipment, each of which exuded a warm green light, as if it had abundant vitality. Impregnated with such a strong breath of life, a bud sprouted in the corner of the table at this time.

"Hehe, little meaning. You can still come to me if you need it in the future. Lang Taosha took the money bag and smiled happily, so happy that he was almost like the protagonist of the birthday party.

"Then I'm sorry for you, hehe!"

"You bought so much equipment at once, are you planning to participate in this year's competition? IMHO, your current rank is too low for you to pass the audition. After finishing the business, Lang Taosha chatted with the customer.

The other party hurriedly waved his hand: "Of course not, but the magic equipment you made exclusively is so easy to use, any legal professional can't help but want to collect it." ”

Lang Taosha Zhi was proud: "Hahaha, then do you need to say?" It's not that I'm boasting, although the magic equipment I made is only magic equipment, but in the hands of the law profession with the opposite attributes, it is equivalent to tailor-made soul equipment! Even the clouds and rain are my customers! ”

"Your Excellency's connections are really extensive. I heard that a while ago, you served Bigbower? ”

"Oh, that job is easy, it's just giving money, and you don't earn it for nothing." Lang Taosha smiled, and then as if he suddenly found it, he sighed and asked, "Your name is very Chinese, are you Chinese?" ”

The other party was a little puzzled: "Ah, yes." ”

"That's the best, I'll give you a friend price. Take it! Lang Taosha took out a handful of gold coins from the money bag, patted them in the other party's hand, and then patted the other party's shoulder familiarly: "I still have some things, I'm busy first, and if I have something, I'll do it!" ”

"Walk slowly."

After Lang Taosha left the room, he patted his head in annoyance and said to himself: "Although paper can't hold the fire, I didn't think about being famous when I came to the 'gospel'." It's not good to work for the government, so I won't do it next time. Hmm, where do you go next? Why don't you go to the Twilight Empire...... Oh no, the economy over there must be very sluggish, who will buy my magic equipment?! Damn, this time I'm really shooting myself in the foot! ”

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After the collapse of the Broken Silver's armament, King Saramonro personally visited the Twilight Empire, where he was received by the Tyrant of the Bones. The two talked in secret all night, and no one knew what was going on, but it was discovered that the returning King of Salamonro did not show any signs of gloom. And the Tyrant of the Bones visited a foreign country once again.

At the same time, a letter written in the language of the Elves and the lingua franca of the Great Road was presented to the kings' desks, and the content of the letter was very shocking (although it was not new): the elves were about to wage war against the blood elves, and they hoped that the nations would not interfere. In the signature office, the name of the bald eagle is prominently listed, which shows the position of the war tycoon.

"Is Bald Eagle in a hurry? Don't give me any time to recuperate. Sitting in the carriage, Qingyi looked at the letter and said. As the king of a country, he certainly received a letter of state, even though he was not at all intimate with the elves.

"Nonsense, he is your mortal enemy, I don't know how long I have been waiting for this opportunity, where will I take my time with you." Stygian sat down across from him with his hands on his pillows. Judging from their faces alone, the two seem to be twin brothers.

Today, when all the high-level combat forces support the blood elves, if Qingyi wants to visit various countries, he can only rely on the underworld and a few Yin Cloud Iron Riders for security issues. At this time, the underworld let his beloved horse accompany the team outside, and he chatted with the boss. In fact, Qingyi's chat with the Underworld is no different from his own words, because the Underworld is a fragment of his soul (in reality, it was created by the game system intercepting some of his personality traits), and the dialogue he said most of the time was almost exactly the same as what he thought in his heart.

So Qingyi looked at the knight brother speechlessly, thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with a new topic: "Ah...... I really want to go to the athletic tournament. There is an opening ceremony today, so I can only watch the replay. ”

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In March, the long-awaited competitive tournament officially opened, and the news was more shocking than "the price of armaments plummeted" or "the elves and blood elves went to war", so the front page of the "Qiankun" forum was all related to the competitive competition.

The preliminary round of this competitive tournament adopts the audition elimination system, and even the great gods do not have the privilege of directly entering the finals, and must participate in the audition with ordinary players. When 128 people are selected, the semi-finals will be played. From start to finish, players only have one chance, and if they defeat their opponents, they will advance, and if they lose to their opponents, they will be eliminated, which is really a simple and crude format. There are many people who have opinions about this, thinking that the great god has undoubtedly taken up valuable places, and even eliminated those who were likely to advance to the semi-finals, which is extremely unfair to ordinary players; There are also people who hold the opposite opinion, because the world is so big that maybe an ordinary player with no name can come out and defeat the great god (although the odds are small, no one can guarantee that this situation is impossible), so that the game is fair.

Regardless, the rules of the tournament will not change for anyone or anything, and all players can do is accept or cater to them.

Every town has a registration point for competitive tournaments, but competitive tournaments don't take place on the continent. To watch the game, players have to take the teleportation array to the Colosseum, which according to the official background describes as a competitive world that exists on the artificial plane, and is the supreme temple for the gods to let the gospel players resolve disputes. It resembles a ring, with spectator seats on it, an open space in the center of the ring with rings, and a player lounge under the spectator seat (where the players are waiting). There is no concept of time here, because there is no sun, no stars, and no moon in the sky; There is no concept of space here, everyone can sit down in any position, they can clearly see the situation of each ring, and they can also use system tools to zoom in and out of the battle scene and observe every little detail of both sides. The light is soft, the air is crisp, and players can block out the sounds of other spectators, so they can watch the game without interruptions.

At 7:10 p.m., ten minutes into the opening ceremony, the arena was already crowded. The reason why this opening ceremony attracted everyone's attention was because the idols of the combat profession, the gods of the Heavenly Ranking List, will be present to show off the demeanor of each profession with an exhibition match. However, the system announcement rang twice, and none of the gods who should have appeared ten minutes ago entered the market. What the hell is going on?

"Ah...... Late for late! I almost missed this ~~~ show prepared for me! Hey, what about people? One of the great gods, the thaumaturgist came to the empty players' lounge without a sick moan, and after a little thought, he smiled: "These guys are still old~~~?" I've got to check it out! ”

He pushed open the door and walked into the underground passage. The passage was lit with an indestructible wall lamp, clearly illuminating the way ahead for him, and also illuminating the few people he knew all too well. So he greeted: "Hey, Agni, trigger, binary!" Oh, and you, India~~~ Dian fellow, I haven't seen you very much lately! Oh, sure enough, those two idiots are blocking the ~~~ traffic! ”

At the end of the passage, both the Bagua Master and the Freedom First Class had their backs against the wall, their weapons drawn, and their swords rattled. They were very focused, probably ignoring the other gods.

"I'll be in first."

"Why did you get in first?"

"You kid don't talk nonsense!"

Yun Xiaoyu, who changed into a beautiful dress, said: "Look, this is your man, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, can waste ten minutes." ”

The disease-free moaning shouted at the two of them: "Don't fight, or, let's enter the arena in the order of ~~~ names?" ”

The free first-class cabin stared at the gossip sect leader, and said angrily: "You are dreaming! ”

"Yo, you're the strongest here, don't you say something?" Rock Trigger took off his hat and combed his hair as he said to the black and white binary. As he spoke, he found some mud and put it on his head.

"Get out of the way."

Hearing this voice, several great gods invariably took a step back. A slightly skinny boxer appeared, walking through this apparent passage between them. The boxer wore only a pair of black shorts, and the signature red and black striped scarf around his neck fluttered slightly in the wind. His hands and feet were tied with white bandages, so his foot sound was very light, but because the great gods were holding their breath, this strange calm set off the foot sound very loudly.

It's as simple as that, the boxer named Broken has passed through the gods!

When the boxers arrived at the venue, the noise outside disappeared for a moment, and then turned into a tsunami cheer! The cheers poured into the passage like wind and waves, and it seemed out of place for the gods!

After five seconds, someone moved, it was black and white binary. He walked out of the door without saying a word, exuding an inhuman aura all over his body, like a doll.

"It seems that you still have to enter the market in the order of ~~~!" Moaning and groaning exaggeratedly saluted everyone, strutted his head, and left the passage third.

The gods walked out of the passage one after another and came to the center of the venue, how harmonious it was...... But it's a picture of discord!

Each of the great gods breathed and walked in a rhythm of two seconds and two seconds, but they tacitly refused to have the same frequency band, one breathing just after a tenth of a second, the other breathing, and so did the others—they stubbornly refused to be the same as others, even in such trivial details! So, when they marched together, they were not neat in their arms or feet, like a monster that kept squirming forward, which was dazzling! If the march of the honor guard is almost perfectly neat, then the march of this group of great gods is almost perfect chaos!

So, what a harmonious but contradictory picture!

When all the great gods stood still, the emotions of the audience reached the peak - the competitive competition officially began!