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With the arrival of the martial arts competition, the atmosphere in Rogge's camp gradually became warmer. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Some people who are short-tempered or like to fight bravely and fiercely have gradually become impatient to start private discussions with some people.

Although it is officially stated that you are not allowed to kill players/professionals/mercenaries/ordinary people in the same faction, it's always okay to hit half health, right? Even if someone makes a heavy shot, the person next to him will not be able to pull away at the right time.

But these half-baked players still overestimate their familiarity with professional skills.

There are simply not many of them who have really studied their skills well. It is often possible to send but not to receive, and the accuracy is extremely different.

In just half a day, the aftermath of the magic and skills generated by various competitions caused hundreds of tents to be burned in Rog's camp and more than 30 innocent civilians were injured. Although the players who caused this effect all paid three or four times as much coins, it undoubtedly affected the normal order of Rog's camp.

Akara, Kashya, and Kidd met overnight to discuss the bill, and unanimously passed the bill to stop all players in the camp.

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Day 2......

The yellow sand covers the eyes, the dead leaves are flying, no one could have imagined that the avenue that was full of people a moment ago would be like this. And all of this is formed by two players facing each other on the field.

The ordinary residents of Camp Rog had long since run away in fear from the two players facing off. Some merchants who are afraid of getting hurt don't even dare to clean up the stalls they have set up, which shows how bad the impact of the players is.

"Stop!!"

The cold sonorous sound came from far away, like the beating of bells and drums, and even two players whose physical fitness exceeded ordinary people by several times could not bear it. The ears seemed to be penetrated instantly, and the sound of buzzing~~ kept vibrating. The same goes for some of the onlookers......

As soon as the sound reached everyone's ears, there was an additional figure in the center of the field, no one knew how it broke into the battle circle between the two players, but when everyone came back to their senses, she was indeed there.

"Goo~~, it's Kasha!"

"Oh no, you won't be fined again, will you?"

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Some players who were more familiar with the high-level of Rog's camp lowered their heads weakly, not daring to look at Kashya's stern gaze.

"Camp Rogge's new rule: no martial arts competition inside Camp Rog! If you want to resolve a dispute by force, go to the Grand Elder of Akara and apply for a duel. Do you understand? ”

Kasha looked at the two players who were about to fight, his eyes were stern, and he shouted.

The spear in her hand flicked lightly in the air, pulling out a white light in the void. The strong wind slashed sideways between the two of them like a real knife, and a half-foot-deep wound was cut between them. The remnants of the power also blew out in all directions like a storm, preventing onlookers from opening their eyes.

"Know,...... Got it! ”*n。

Kasha's force value is really off the charts! A slight flick of the gun without a skill will cause a terrifying power that can kill low-level players in an instant. Under such a deterrent force, who else dares to stand up against it?

However, some players who like to take advantage of loopholes can't help but try their skills in the bloody wasteland outside the gate of Rog's camp.

Anyway, the current Blood Wasteland has been plowed by the players several times, and there is nothing unknown about it. Don't be afraid of being attacked by monsters at all!

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Two days later, the long-awaited "First Open Beta Player/Pro Tournament" is finally about to begin.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, five kilometers outside the gates of Rog's camp were in a bloody wasteland.

A pillar of blazing white light descended from the sky. As the pillars of light continued to move, the white stone platforms with a diameter of more than 200 meters were revealed from the pillars of light little by little. A mysterious magical aura shrouded the stone platforms, forming various magic patterns and reinforcing these stone platforms. The surrounding wasteland floor was also covered with a layer of white stone slabs. It's like a holy place in heaven, and it looks extraordinarily magnificent and solemn.

At the same time, all players and NPC professionals who have not reached the elite level have a voice in their ears at the same time:

"The first Open Beta Player/Pro Tournament is now underway.

Players/Pros who want to sign up should press their handprints on the white stone tablet outside the gate of Rog's Camp, and the system will automatically arrange the match process for all players......"

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"The competition venue is outside Camp Rogge, let's go~!"

As the tournament officially began, players and NPC professionals flocked to the outside of the camp. For a while, the camp, which was crowded with people yesterday, suddenly became empty, and there was not even a single player on the entire street, which was particularly abrupt.

On a flat grassland ten miles outside the camp, there are nearly 20,000 professionals gathered in the dark. Players all came to this makeshift jousting square, and at a glance, there was a vast sea of people, shoulder to shoulder, and the popularity was at its peak. The wave, the momentum, made people feel like they were in the scorching desert, and it became difficult to breathe.

On the square, eight large platforms have been erected, which are built with white unknown stones, which are more than ten zhang away from each other, and are arranged in the direction of gossip.

And next to the eight huge white rock rings, there is a white stone monument more than three meters high. The stone tablet is printed with a huge sunken handprint, and you don't need to ask to know that this is where the handprint is pressed.

The impatient and impatient-tempered adventurers couldn't wait any longer, and one by one they jumped down and down like monkeys on the stone monument. People are stacking people, people are stepping on people, and they have all caught up with the domestic Spring Festival train.

I don't know what the difference is between early registration and late registration? And no discounts! Or do they really want to be discounted in advance? Qiu Yiming didn't know. But with his fragile body as a mage, even if he wants to squeeze with these barbarians and paladins, he will definitely not be able to squeeze them~!

At this moment, I met an old acquaintance next to me. Qiu Yiming's eyes were quick, and he immediately came up and grabbed the druid Lu Liang who was about to squeeze inside. "What are you squeezing with them? Don't want to die? Even your little body can't be squeezed? ……”

Originally, Lu Liang was pulled by Qiu Yiming, and it was nothing. Especially after meeting acquaintances, I was quite excited. But when he heard Qiu Yiming say the words "small body", several tic-tac-toe characters immediately popped up in his head.

The female barbarian Chaxi despises him so much, even if he is a goddess in his heart. But Qiu Yiming himself is not much taller than Lu Liang, and he actually dares to "despise" him? I can't bear this~!

Roar~~~! Lu Liang shook off Qiu Yiming's hand and roared and transformed into a giant bear more than two meters tall. The fat bear paw swiped among a pair of barbarians and paladins, and actually squeezed in with ease......

Qiu Yiming stretched out his hand, opened his mouth, and didn't say a word.

He just wanted to say, "Let's talk and wait......