(October 22) countdown day 69

"......, 1527 vs 1745, 1468 vs 1429 ......"

The captain finished reading the group list one by one, and there was a commotion when the students lined up. Fools can hear that the so-called casual grouping is actually deliberately done by the captains, the more players who have fought side by side, the more they are divided into a group without exception, such as Xiao Feng vs. Wen Lei, and the bearded man vs. Yuan Hai.

"Everyone chooses a fighting weapon, and the life-and-death fight will start in 10 minutes." After the captain read out the group, he gave an order.

"1527, I hope you will do your best when you come to power later, my life is all given by you, I have no regrets about dying in your hands." Wen Lei chose a fighting weapon and sat down next to Xiao Feng.

"I said it, your life is your own, and you don't owe me. When you come to the stage, you have to give it your all, that's the respect for you and for me. Xiao Feng said solemnly.

From the moment the captain finished reading out the grouping, Xiao Feng was urgently thinking about countermeasures. He had promised Mangbeard, Yuan Hai, and Wen Lei that they would all have to find a way to survive, this was the only chance to break into the core layer of the Eye of the Night, and he needed these three people to be his right-hand men. In the past five days, he and the three of them have had the experience of life and death in battle, and more importantly, the quality of these three people is not bad, whether it is as a brother who died on the battlefield or as a police officer who has lurked to carry out a top-secret mission, he is obliged to let these three people live.

But now, under the noses of the instructor and the ten captains, on the fighting table in full view, under the cruel rule that only one person can survive in pairs, how can he let the other three partners survive while protecting himself?

Xiao Feng played against Wen Lei, and he still had a little room for maneuver. When Mang Dabeard and Yuan Hai take the stage, how can he save this life-and-death situation?

"The first group of players, 1324 vs. 1577, took the stage."

Xiao Feng was thinking about countermeasures, and a captain gave an order, and the fight officially began.

Team Members 1324 and 1577 then took the stage. 1324 is a big man with thick hands and feet, and 1577 looks much thinner, and at first glance it is a fight with obviously unequal strength.

But I saw two people with their backs against the ropes, standing on either side of the fighting ring. The weapon chosen by 1324 is a pair of hammers, and when Xiao Feng chose a weapon, he weighed the weight of the weapon, and the single weight was no less than 50 catties. 1577 chose a machete, the special thing being that the handle of the machete was much longer than that of a regular machete, and the overall length was more than a meter.

In terms of the choice of weapons, 1577 can be regarded as the best one, if the strength can not be resisted, with a long knife against the hammer, do not give 1324 a chance to fight in close combat, 1577 may have a chance to survive.

This pair of opponents is lucky, it seems that they are not very familiar with each other, at least they don't have to think about whether they can't bear to attack, they can just let go and kill the opponent, saving a lot of worries.

"When the time comes, the fight begins!" The captain gave an order.

1324 didn't speak, but rather casually held the hammer in both hands and walked straight to the center of the ring. 1577 looked grim, holding a knife in both hands, the tip of which was pointing forward, and moved slowly.

Seeing that he was in the middle, 1324 continued to press on his feet. 1577 holds the machete straight in front of him and stands still to prevent 1324 from approaching.

SCP-1324 moved forward, swinging his hammer in his left hand, attempting to remove the machete. 1577 swung his hands away from the hammer, then swung back again, and took a step back, the tip of the knife once again in its fullest form. Forced to stop, 1324 uses a hammer in his right hand to protect his chest, and his left hand swings the hammer continuously. The fifty-pound hammer was danced impenetrable, constantly pulling away the machete, and at the same time bullying himself.

1577 frowned slightly, swung his machete, and fought back.

The distance from the center of the ring to the four sides of the rope was about 100 meters, and at this point SCP-1577 had retreated about 50 meters, and SCP-1324 continued to press on.

"Are you just going to run?" 1324 finally spoke, his steps firmly pressed up, intent on forcing 1577 into a rope position where there was no way to retreat.

1577 continued to retreat, and suddenly a dodge, like a nimble boxer, quickly shifted to the left, instantly widening the distance, and then another left shift, retreating in the opposite direction to the center of the dueling ring.

"It's useless." 1324 followed closely and danced the hammer with both hands, once again forming a coercive momentum.

1577's expression became even more grim, and beads of sweat were already dripping from his forehead, and he continued to fight and retreat.

Seeing that he was about to retreat to the other side of the rope, 1324 suddenly swung a knife, then flashed to the right, trying to turn around again.

Touch!

"This trick doesn't work!" 1324 said coldly, as if he had guessed 1577's dodge route, his right hand smashed the machete away, and his left hand immediately swung the hammer to meet it, blocking the route that 1324 tried to dodge to the right, and his tall body pressed down, and his right hand had raised the hammer again.

At the last moment, 1577's eyes lit up, and his body to the right suddenly stopped, and while dodging the hammer from the left, his body turned sharply to the left. By this time, 1324's right-hand hammer had struck again. 1577 single-handedly facing the hammer.

Touch!

Syllable!

The sound of the machete being struck by a hammer and the sound of the machete falling to the ground sounded one after the other, causing 1324's body to pause slightly.

This is the time!

1577 acted consistently, and while deliberately abandoning the machete, he quickly turned around in a small arc and defrauded himself to the side and back of 1324, in the process, the dagger hidden at his waist was already in his hand.

The twin hammers slammed into the air one after another, and 1324 followed with a slight pause, ready to turn back, but the tall body was half a beat slower after all. After 1324 turned around for a half and a half, 1577 burst into his body and detoured behind 1324's side and back, and in the process, his right hand went around the front of 1577's neck from behind, and the dagger flashed cold.

Flutter!

With a flash of cold light, 1324 suddenly stopped.

"You?"

1324's face was full of shock, his neck was cold, his hands holding the hammer kept calling, and he couldn't hang down, and in the process of falling backwards, the blood began to seep out, and then gushed out in an instant.

The change was too fast, the situation was reversed in an instant, and the players looked at each other.

"Your mistake is to underestimate your opponent, my repeated concessions are just to paralyze you, and when you are angry and angry, but you think that you will eat me, you will not be far from death." 1577 calmly put away his dagger and stood in the center of the fighting ring.

"1577 wins, advance to the next round." One of the team members in charge of the scene said loudly, "Next is the next group,"