Arena • No. 1 Arena

"Today's game can be said to be one of the most interesting games in Group A, the strongest thunderbolt system from Beidu University to play against the water system that played the best in this survival match."

On the commentary stage, Ouyang Wenyu's eyebrows flew and danced, introducing the two sides of the game.

"yes, yes."

His partner chimed in. This is a high-scoring beauty from the Broadcasting Department of the Academy of Letters, the beauty is dressed in the red and white uniform of Beidu University, the long black hair is scattered in a shawl, and the perfect melon seed face is accompanied by two dimples with the bloom of the smile, and the small cherry lips are even more reverie, but at this moment she is very embarrassed.

Xia Yulan, as the flower of the broadcasting department, is top in terms of grades and appearance, and she initially thought that this final qualifying competition was an opportunity for her to make a name for herself in the school.

But she never expected that there was no amateur in her professional broadcasting department, and after partnering in these few scenes, she found that she was supposed to be the protagonist and had completely become a good-looking vase.

[No!] I'm going to prove myself! 〕

Xia Yulan cheered herself up in her heart, but she was just about to open her mouth, but she was instantly snatched away by Ouyang Wenyu.

"Ahh The contestants are in! The first to enter is the thunderbolt system... Hiss~"

A murmur came out of the loudspeaker accompanied by Ouyang Wenyu's painful cry, and the audience was silent, and then the audience turned their dissatisfied eyes to the commentary platform.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, classmate Ouyang bumped into his elbow just now."

Xia Yulan's sweet voice came from the loudspeaker. The audience looked at each other and then erupted in enthusiastic cheers again.

On the Arena 1 • Commentary Stage

At this moment, Xia Yulan's right hand was constantly rotating around Ouyang Wenyu's waist, while Ouyang Wenyu was lying on the commentary platform sadly inhaling cold air.

While the camera was still on the contestants, Ouyang Wenyu broke free from Xia Yulan's claws, and then he looked at Xia Yulan angrily.

[If you don't give me an explanation, no matter how beautiful you are!] 〕

Ouyang Wenyu conveyed such a message to Xia Yulan through his gaze. Xia Yulan lowered her head and pressed the screen on her phone a few times before turning the screen to Ouyang Wenyu.

[I'm from the broadcasting department!] 〕

Behind the phone was Xia Yulan's little face that was puffed up because of anger, and Ouyang Wenyu suddenly realized.

[Yes!] I'm a technical commentator, and it's not my job to pull the atmosphere. 〕

Ouyang Wenyu finally realized that he had robbed Xia Yulan of a lot of opportunities to explain, so his originally angry face immediately turned into a smile, I have to say that he still learned a lot from Du Cheng at this point, at least this smile seems to know the meaning of mistakes.

"What about fifty-five accounts?"

Ouyang Wenyu covered the wheat and whispered his suggestion. Xia Yulan thought for a moment and nodded helplessly, judging from the past results, she really couldn't rob him.

So the commentary changed from Ouyang Wenyu's male solo to a male and female chorus of the two.

……

"The first battle of the individual competition was between Zhang Yijing, a student from the third class of the water department and Zhang Keke from the second class of the lightning department."

This is Xia Yulan's line.

"Please take your seats, virtual screen! Rise! ”

This is Ouyang Wenyu's line.

As the blue shields accumulated layer by layer, the audience also erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

Zhang Keke inherited the usual violent style of play of the thunder and lightning system, and at the beginning of the game, he rushed towards Zhang Yijing with a spear entwined with electricity. And Zhang Yijing naturally won't let her be so easy, so every time Zhang Keke takes a step forward, there will be a piece of ice blocking her steps.

The lightning system still has some restraint on the water system, after all, water can conduct electricity, even if it prevents the physical attack of the lightning system, but the current will also be transmitted from the water to the water element, that is to say, the competition with the water system, the lightning system is equivalent to going out with an extra magic staff.

Therefore, Zhang Yijing's tug-of-war style does not fight Zhang Keke in close combat, but harasses her with the powerful control of the water system, looking for an opportunity to kill her with one blow in the process.

Although the thunderbolt system is known as the department of the Dharma King, Zhang Keke is not like a long-range output, she is more like a warrior with a spear, even if she has been repeatedly blocked, she still desperately moves forward, and the long-range output ability of the thunderbolt system has all turned into a powerful harassment skill in her hands.

Looking at Zhang Keke, who was gradually getting agitated, Zhang Yijing deliberately took a step slowly, and sure enough, Zhang Keke, who was anxious, didn't think much about it, and rushed forward as soon as he stepped forward, and the thunderbolt spear stabbed forward, and the tip of the spear was about to pierce Zhang Yijing's towering chest.

But then she found herself unable to move, and at the end of her line of sight, a layer of ice crept from her hand to the tip of the spear. It turned out that a thin layer of fog was covered by Zhang Yijing at some point, and this layer of fog could not be seen at all if you didn't observe it carefully.

At this point, she was deeply immersed in a fog that collided with her body and then condensed and froze, and finally quickly joined together.

So a delicate ice sculpture appeared on the fighting platform, and after a few seconds, the ice sculpture suddenly had cracks, and finally burst with a scream, but unfortunately, before Zhang Keke could react, an ice sword was placed on his neck.

A biting chill came from the ice sword into Zhang Keke's neck, and she raised her eyes to look at the end of the sword, where Zhang Yijing looked at her expressionlessly.

"I lost."

Zhang Keke admitted defeat.

The shields dispersed, and the two went down separately to the cheers of the audience.

"Congratulations to the students of the water department for accumulating points first!"

Xia Yulan's voice appeared.

"Then what does Ouyang think of this game?"

"At first glance, this game is an overwhelming victory for Zhang Yijing, but if you look closely, we will find that there are sweat drops on Zhang Yijing's forehead at the end of the game, and her breath is not as stable as before, so in general, it is not easy for Zhang Yijing to win this game!"

Ouyang Wenyu did his job as a technical commentator very well.

Wang Zhao and Zhang Yijing crossed the figures in the audience, and the baton of the water system was handed over to him.

"Thank you Ouyang for your comment, now the second game of the individual competition is about to begin, and the two sides are Wang Zhao from the third class of the water department and Wu Nan from the third class of the thunder and lightning department, please prepare for both sides.

Virtual screen! Rise! ”

This time, Xia Yulan didn't even give Ouyang Wenyu the last line.

[Humph!] Who made you just say so much! 〕

This is Xia Yulan's true face hidden under the professional smile.

The shield rose, Wang Zhao's momentum directly changed, and a sickly smile appeared on his face.

The madman Wang Zhao is online!

The chill wrapped around his right hand, and a dark blue ice blade appeared in his hand. Wang Zhao's skates are different from others. He seemed to have been sharpening the blade with his Yuan Force, and the color of the blade became darker and darker because of it.

If Shen Chen is a dark person, then Wang Zhao is more inclined to the gold system, he is good at fighting the enemy, and the skills of the water system are only auxiliary to him, and the only skill he really explores with his heart is the skill of [Ice Blade].

He once said that the skill of [Ice Blade] is not just a useful weapon for low-level water elemental envoys as it seems on the surface, this skill has the possibility of evolution, and he confirmed this idea to everyone through his own efforts. Now his [Ice Blade] skill is different from others, and under his polishing, the elemental skill that was originally only a C-level mid-grade has become a top-grade.

But this improvement can only be seen in his own hands, others are unable to condense his quality of ice blades, even with Wang Zhao's hand-to-hand teaching, they still condense the ordinary ice blade.

"This is the product of Wang Zhao's unique understanding of [Ice Blade], it is not your thing, of course not!"

Ling Mochen still played a little role, at least he explained the reason for the failure to everyone. Therefore, Wang Zhao has a new nickname within the water system, called [Knife Maniac], a madman who is obsessed with knives.

Wu Nan is the gentlest one in the thunder and lightning department, at least she won't discharge electricity everywhere as soon as she comes up like the others. But if you really think that she is a bully, you are very wrong, you must know that honest people are often the most terrible when they are serious.

After a few short contacts, Gentle Wu Nan's seal was completely lifted. If it weren't for the delicate body wrapped in arms, then Shen Chen would think that she was a real man.

Wang Zhao met an opponent, this is a female madman, and like him, once she goes crazy, she is a deadly character. The two had a very tacit understanding, and although they didn't say a word during the fight, they still invariably put down the skills of remote harassment, but fought hard and punched fist-to-fist.

"Why are there so many students in the Thunder and Lightning Department this year, and how proud you are to be the Dharma King? This is exactly the way the gold system plays! ”

Shen Chen in the lounge couldn't help but complain, and the others nodded in agreement.

Hard-hitting, punch-to-fist means the game will end faster, five minutes! This is the record set by the two, that is, the fastest race to finish in the individual qualifying round at the end of this freshman year.

In the end, Wang Zhao still suffered a loss of Yuan Li, and in the final fight, he was unable to follow, and was knocked out of the ring by Wu Nan with a punch.

The shield dissipated, and Wu Nan once again turned back into the soft-looking girl she had before, if she hadn't witnessed that scene just now, they wouldn't have believed that these two were the same person.

"He is worthy of being the heir of the martial arts, and his martial arts fist makes him superb!"

Ouyang Wenyu was the first to speak, this was his rebellion against Xia Yulan's ignorance of him before.

"Oh, what classmate Ouyang is talking about is the martial arts fist that was once known as invincible at the same level?"

Xia Yulan searched her stomach and thought about the news she had watched, so as to snatch the right to speak.

"That's right! That senior is the grandfather of Wu Nan's classmate, he once single-handedly picked up the same level players all over China, and no one was invincible, at that time he made this hand of martial arts boxing, so martial arts boxing also has the title of invincible at the same level! ”

As an external member of the Department of Journalism, Ouyang Wenyu has long stored all kinds of information in his brain, and he can search for it immediately if he needs to, which is similar to Du Cheng storing the beauties he has seen in his brain.

"Classmate Ouyang is really knowledgeable!"

Xia Yulan's sweet voice had a slight hint of gnashing of teeth.

"Where, the next step is the ring competition, please introduce the contestants to us."

Ouyang Wenyu knew the truth of taking advantage of the situation and running away, so he took the initiative to give up the right to speak. Although Xia Yulan was a little surprised, she still took the olive branch from Ouyang Wenyu.

[Uh-huh!] Count you as acquaintances! 〕