Chapter 499: Qualifying
I took a hot bath comfortably, but my stomach became more and more hungry! Murong Feng changed into a game uniform and got into the game cabin and logged in to the game.
It has been ten full days since the last time he quit the game, and Murong Feng immediately received countless messages and system prompts when he logged in to the game again.
Murong Feng replied to the message while coming to the Fengqi Tower in Yuemian Valley, but was blocked by a group of girls before entering the gate.
"Sister Feng, you are here, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time." Xiao Xiang'er was tired of it.
Murong Feng smiled and touched the little girl's head, and when she saw that everyone was here, she smiled and said, "It's all here?" Let's have a feast first. I'm dying of hunger. β
Going upstairs to the first-class private room, the table is already full of delicious delicacies. Everyone here is an acquaintance, and Murong Feng is not polite, and when he sits down, there is a whirlwind of clouds!
"I said, Moon Shadow, where have you been crazy these days? No one answered your phone, and I couldn't find anyone at your grandfather's house. As soon as she sat down, Mu Xue opened her mouth and asked again and again: "What happened on the night of the fifteenth?" Why are there all sorts of rumors out there? β
Murong Feng poured a sip of juice, wiped the corners of his mouth, and sighed: "Alas, it's hard to say!" β
"You haven't eaten in a few days? This table is almost swept away by you! Cheng Wenjing said in amazement.
Murong Feng slowed down his eating speed and explained in detail what happened on the fifteenth night. caused a burst of exclamation from everyone.
"What? You actually beat up the ancestors of the Sun family and the Zhou family!? Mu Xuemiao's eyes widened, and her small mouth was open enough to stuff an egg.
"Didn't your ancestor stop you from ordering?"
"What Danying Sword Cultivator? Are you telling mythological stories? Cheng Wenjing felt that her worldview had collapsed a little.
"Master, I also want to cultivate sword cultivation!" This is Long Bixia. This girl's violent tendencies seem to be becoming more and more obvious
"Sister Feng, I also want to be a sword cultivator! I want to fly like you, too! "This is Xiao Xiang'er. Pure foolishness.
"What? You're actually running away to be a teacher!? This was the last time everyone said in unison!
"Hey, hey, hey. Which school has the guts to fat? How dare you be a teacher? Mu Xue was shocked and said, "They're not afraid that you will tear down the entire school if you go violent?" β
"Am I Godzilla? Still going out and demolishing the school? Murong Feng said with a black line on his face: "On the first day of class today, I met a few students who didn't open their eyes to make trouble, I just broke their legs and taught them what it means to respect teachers!" I still know how important it is! β
Everyone listened in a cold sweat!
"You broke a student's legs on your first day as a teacher?" Mu Xue was completely speechless, "Then the school didn't expel you?" β
"I wasn't expelled, I was just suspended. But as soon as I left the school gate, the principal was dismissed, and the acting principal had already resumed classes for me! Murong Feng gulped down the crystal elbow, and said indifferently: "That old boy wanted to push me out of the top tank, but he kicked on the iron plate!" I guess my intestines are all repentant now! β
"What top cylinder? Who's going to frame you again? β
"Hey, hey, hey. You're missing the point! On the first day this girl became a teacher, she not only broke the students' legs, but also pitted the principal by the way! β
"Actually, there is another hidden meaning in this, there is a swordsmanship teacher in the senior group, who is a great swordsman from the Dongying Tiantai Sect, that guy is estimated to have been instructed by others to deliberately find fault, and as a result, I kicked him out of the classroom." Murong Feng picked up a braised earth bear paw into his bowl again, and continued: "Later, even the police came, but I took advantage of it, and the police didn't take me seriously. The old boy was afraid that the Tiantai Sect would trouble him, so he pushed me out of the top tank. β
The crowd was numb
Mu Xue twitched the corners of her mouth and asked, "Why is that Tiantai Sect bothering you?" Are they tired of being a second-rate sect? β
"It all started the day I signed up to be a teacher." Murong Feng swallowed a whole bear paw in a few bites. He pulled a big lobster into his bowl and said casually: "I seem to have robbed someone of the job bowl set for his relatives to get this position." So the man wanted to find someone to fix me. β
"Were you born with an aura of mockery? Why is everyone against you? Mu Xue shook her head and said speechlessly.
"Blame me?" Murong Feng said innocently: "I didn't recruit anyone to provoke anyone, but was it wrong to get a proper job?" β
Mu Xue rejoiced: "Fortunately, I am not from Tianhua High School, with a teacher like you, those students have really fallen into blood mold for eight lifetimes!" β
Even Long Bixia, who has always been unsmiling, nodded with deep sympathy this time: "Fortunately, I listened to Master's words and applied for Yixiao Academy, which was really a wise choice." β
Murong Feng said in surprise: "Huh! Senior sister, did you go to school at Yixiao Academy? That's a good feeling, it's next door to me! I'll go to the door when I'm free. β
Cheng Wenjing said jealously: "Bixia, she is now the new first school flower goddess of Yixiao Academy, not a class flower, nor a department flower, but the first school flower recognized by all the boys in the school!" If you want to see her now, I'm afraid you'll have to pass the school flower guard first! β
"How do you know how clearly?" Murong Feng knew very well that with his cold temperament, a senior sister, he would definitely not promote these things everywhere.
"Because Angel and I have also transferred to Yixiao Academy with the help of Aunt Su! Now he and Bixia are classmates. But our beauty is completely overshadowed by the light of this girl, and it is estimated that only the head of the house can overpower her! Cheng Wenjing looked up to the sky and sighed: "God~! You're really too partial! Why was I born in the same era as both of them? Could it be that I, who am as delicate as a flower, can only rely on my talent to eat in this life? β
Boom!
Angel, who was sitting next to her, couldn't stand this girl's exaggeration, and directly rewarded him with a popping chestnut: "Eat your things, stop screaming." Even if you scream and cut your throat, you can't compare to the two of them's appearance! I don't dislike you! β
"Ahh Or dear, you know me! Cheng Wenjing was tired of Angel's body with a honey face, but Angel pushed her away and screamed, "I'm going to kill you." Don't come here! β
Mu Xue knocked on the table and reminded, "Hey, hey, hey." You two pay attention. There are children here, too! β
"Everyone is already a junior high school student, not a child." Xiao Xiang'er muttered as she ate her food. Mu Xue snorted contemptuously, and deliberately straightened her chest, causing Xiao Xiang'er to look envious, jealous and hateful!
Murong Feng shook his head and smiled, sighing that there will always be excitement around him with these girls.
"Master!" At this time, Long Bixia opened her mouth and asked, "What rank did you reach in the qualifying competition?" β
"What qualifying?" Murong Feng was asked with a blank face.
Mu Xue rolled her eyes and said, "You asked her in vain, have you seen her on the line in the past few days?" β
Angel explained while pushing Cheng Wenjing: "It's the second stage of the martial arts conference." β
"Oh" Murong Feng was still at a loss: "Is there any difference?" If you don't mention this stubble, I almost forgot about it again, I patronized and ate just now. "Eating in the game doesn't really fill your stomach, but it does quench hunger. After a table of delicious food, Murong Feng finally felt less hungry.
"There are so many different places. I won't be able to finish it for a while. If you want to make it to the finals, you'll have to hurry. Mu Xue said helplessly: "Because the deadline for qualifying is the end of this month, there are only five days left." β
Murong Feng poured himself a glass of fresh juice and asked while drinking, "Then how can I enter the finals?" β
Mu Xue replied, "It's very simple, just rush to the gold rank before the end of the qualifying round. You must now want to ask what the hell is the Golden Rank? β
"I don't want to ask!" Murong Feng replied unusually simply, got up and said, "Anyway, it's just some gimmick that makes players kill each other." Alright, let's eat it all. Sister, I'm going to sign up for the competition, you have to bet quickly. β
"Hey, hey, hey, listen to me!" Mu Xue said wildly. Murong Feng had already giggled and flashed out of the door: "I'm too lazy to listen to your general education here, it's better to go and kill a game directly and understand everything." β
"I know how big you are! You don't even know the new competition mechanism, so you went to the competition to pit your teammates" Before Mu Xue's words fell, Murong Feng had already flashed away.
"Ah. Anla, Sister Feng is so powerful. Even if she is the only one left, she can turn the tide and win! Cheng Wenjing smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go bet too." I recently fell in love with a superb weapon, and I'm worried that I don't have enough gold. β
"Didn't you just change to a purple weapon? How to change again? Angel frowned.
Cheng Wen smiled softly: "I bought it for you." β
Angel snorted, but couldn't hide the smile on her lips.
Mu Xue shuddered, and said weakly: "I really can't stand the two of you, I'll flash first." β
Murong Feng went straight to the registration point of the competition when he left Fengqi Tower, and when he arrived, he found that it was unusually deserted, and there was not even a single player who signed up, which made Murong Feng extremely puzzled. After entering the hall and asking the staff, Murong Feng learned that the registration mode has been changed to online registration, and players can register for the competition anytime and anywhere through their personal game terminals. The entry fee will be automatically deducted from the player's wallet. The registration point has been changed to a prize distribution point, and players can come here to claim the prizes after winning the competition, no wonder Murong Feng didn't even see a ghost here.
According to the staff's instructions, Murong Feng opened her personal game terminal and clicked on the Martial Arts Conference Qualifying Match, and then her current ranking level popped up:
γWalking in the Moon Shadowγ
Level: 40
Base points: 100
Win rate: 0 wins and 0 losses
Kills: 0
Ladder Rank: Bronze 0!
Murong Feng flipped to the bottom and there were three modes of entry options available for registration, namely squad mode, team mode and legion mode. Each mode has a specific number of players, 100 vs. 100 players, 400 vs. 400 vs. 30,000 vs. 30,000 people.
Murong Feng looked at it and chose the legion mode with the largest number of 30,000 versus 30,000. Then I took the time to take a look at the rules of the game.
Players who choose a certain mode and sign up will be randomly assigned to a certain match scene by the system according to their personal rank, and fight with other players. The player's rank will be related to their duties after entering the battlefield.
For example, Murong Feng is now a bronze 0th order, so after entering the battlefield, the system will automatically divide it into the column of soldiers without military ranks, which belongs to the cannon fodder with the largest number on the battlefield.
Of course, you can also not accept the reward tasks assigned to you by the system according to the rank level, and go into battle to kill the enemy single-handedly. But this tends to die faster
The conditions for victory on the battlefield are also very simple, kill all the enemies or hold out until the end of the game, and then compare the numbers of the two sides, the more wins, the less loses.
The winning side will be rewarded with points regardless of whether they live or die, and the losing side will not only not get the reward, but will also be deducted a certain amount of points as a punishment. If a player's points are emptied, they will be eliminated from the tournament and disqualified.
Each ladder has a corresponding score line, the higher the score, the higher the rank, and vice versa. There are only two ways to earn points, and that is to win and kill enemy players.
Because the new competition rules will use the player's rank as the only criterion to measure personal strength, in order to take care of those low-level players, the game has officially set a battlefield balance mode: players can only wear battlefield standard (PVP) weapons and supplies issued by the system.
Personal weapons and equipment will be temporarily sealed and rendered ineffective after entering the scene. Exceptions are made for some special item items.
This means that players on both sides will wear the same weapons and equipment to fight. The only difference is the individual's rank and profession! However, on a large-scale battlefield, no matter how strong an individual is, it cannot play a decisive role. After all, it is a complex team effort to achieve victory. And individual heroism exists only in films, novels, political needs, or martyrs' cemeteries.
Murong Feng only read the general situation and was probably prompted by the system to enter the venue, so that many of the detailed rules did not have time to read. (To be continued.) )