With the words of the Cabinet Lord.

All 1,000 contestants fell back to the "ground".

One of the contestants couldn't help but say, "It's only been so long? Can't even recover, okay? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he covered his mouth, eager to slap himself.

Isn't this self-exaggeration?

Many of the contestants stared at the man who had revealed his shortcomings, and showed a smile of unknown meaning.

At this time, the surrounding space fluctuated.

A man who didn't look tall, had a fat body, and had a simple smile on his face appeared and said to everyone, "Congratulations on passing the preliminary round. ”

"Ah, the Substitute."

"Lord Surrogate."

The vast majority of people came over to say hello.

The agent can be regarded as the middle and high-level who will really appear in front of people in the trading cabinet.

The most common official personnel in the Infinite Trading Pavilion are "salespeople and shopping guides".

It belongs to artificial intelligence robots.

The other is the occasional black armored knight who resolves disputes.

Similar to the role of a security guard.

Both of these belong to the category of ordinary employees.

And the middle-level who is known to everyone, appears in front of everyone, and has a certain amount of authority, is the agent in front of him.

Trading the Pavilion Master doesn't count - today is the first time the Pavilion Master has actually appeared in front of everyone.

How many people are there and who they are.

It's also mysterious.

So far, there have been a total of eight surrogates.

The agent in front of him can be regarded as a relatively active one, and his popularity is the highest.

The code name is Q.

The exact meaning is not known.

Copote, who appeared in his transfiguration form, looked at the group of contestants in front of him and said with a smile: "You have passed the preliminary round, and the next step is the real battle." ”

"Even if it's not a life-and-death battle, it's inevitable that there will be injuries."

"You are all treasures of all worlds, the pride of heaven, and indispensable people."

"The Pavilion Master doesn't want you to have any bad accidents in the Trading Pavilion."

As he spoke, Cobot took out the trade order, a black card.

There is also a golden pattern on it, and a small gold logo on one corner - Q.

The order of the transaction in his hand shone brightly.

"Therefore, the Pavilion Master specially asked me to come forward and give each of you 100 points of power and wealth, and before the game starts, you can buy some healing pills."

"Whether it's used during or after the race, it's up to you."

Someone pondered for a moment and began to ask, "You mean, the Trading Pavilion will not provide the necessary relief measures for the injured?" ”

"It's been given now." Cobott smiled.

“……”

Well, I finally gave 100 power points, so that everyone could buy a medicine in advance.

"What if I really get beaten half to death and die after the game?" Someone asked.

"That's why I want you to get ready." "At the very least, the Trading Cabinet won't sit idly by and watch the wounded die, but if you are prepared, you can get better treatment." ”

After explaining the problem, Cobott quickly left.

Many of the contestants ran to buy some medicine, and after taking it, they began to recover as best they could.

It was not easy or easy to get through the preliminary round, and everyone wanted to go further.

The time of one standard time passed quickly.

In the sky, nine rings suddenly appeared, and a total of eighteen people flew up, two by two, and landed on the ring.

In addition, the "ocean area", which has been shrouded in fog, has also set off a wave of waves.

Many people "adjust their vision".

Suddenly there was a small island with two peaks rising from the sea.

In the middle of the island, the jungle is thick, and the terrible roar of the beast can be heard.

The other two non-ring contestants appeared at the top of the mountain, looking at each other from afar.

At the same time, ten black-robed men with white faceless masks with only eyes appeared among the contestants.

Needless to say, these people must be the referees of the game.

"A battle of life and death?"

As soon as the black-robed referee appeared, he asked the contestants.

The voice was cold, revealing a sense of disdain for life and death.

If you ask, you will not ask whether others are fighting life and death or ordinary games, but directly ask whether it is life and death.

There is a sense of coldness.

Without exception, all of these contestants chose the normal battle.

A bunch of people from different worlds.

Don't talk about grudges, even if you don't know each other, how can you choose a battle of life and death?

Even if there are a few madmen and battle maniacs, it is impossible for a person to choose a battle of life and death.

It needs to be agreed by both of them.

The competition mode was determined, and all the black-robed bodies rose high and flew to a height of 50 meters in the ring.

It means that the game has officially begun.

In addition to the familiar people participating in the battle, most of the audience still looks at the long-distance mode, taking all the rings into their eyes.

When the time comes, we will watch a special game according to how exciting it is.

"Well, yes, yes, when the time comes, you can sell the game 'recap' and make another profit."

The white night hidden in the void was very satisfied, and Nero next to him was speechless for a while.

Ten matches at a time, in addition to advancing the game progress.

What's more, most people have limited energy and can't "watch" all ten games at the same time.

Not to mention, there was a field race in the mix.

So, what if you miss a great showdown or a great shot?

It doesn't matter, after today's game, the Trading Pavilion will sell the "Match Recap".

As long as you buy it, you can watch any game in its entirety from the beginning, and there will be absolutely no missed situation.

It's okay to miss the live stream, take home a game recap.

Spectators want to watch the game.

The winning contestants should watch the competition.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles.

A martial arts conference is full of business opportunities, and there is money to be made anywhere.

No wonder Bai Ye was so generous to give those contestants 100,000 power and wealth.

"Boss, are you about to enter the ranks where the value of power and wealth is just a set of numbers?" Nero asked.

"It's still early." Bai Ye said, "Use the power of the scepter to spend the power and wealth, improve and maintain the power and wealth of the trading pavilion, and do everything to have the power and wealth value, these years, if you don't save hundreds of millions of power and wealth, how can you say that you have money?" ”

“……”

"Ah Lu, you may not believe it." Bai Ye stretched out his hand, and the phantom of the trading pavilion appeared in his hand, "This trading pavilion itself is formed by the accumulation of power and wealth little by little. ”

"I, in fact, am a poor man!"

"Remember, the value of power and wealth will never be much, it will only be vacant."

"Okay."

Nero felt that it was difficult to talk about everyone's thinking patterns.

While the two were talking, the twenty contestants also started to move.

The first to do it is not the players in the ring, but the players in the two field races.

The two of them were originally on top of the mountain peak, just looking at each other from a distance.

Since it was randomly turned into a field race, it would be a waste not to take advantage of the environment.

Unless you are extremely confident in your own strength and feel that you can crush the other party, you will shoot directly regardless of it.

Otherwise, they will definitely be like these two starters in the field race, and they will escape into the jungle below to wait for action.

There shouldn't be a fierce battle between the two men for a while.

Most of the audience looked away.

The duel in the ring must be much simpler and rougher.

After the initial temptation, someone had a plan in his heart, and he immediately started to do it again.

In less than half a minute, one of the players was blasted out of the ring and became the first person to be eliminated.

Although he was not seriously injured, the man's face was gloomy, as if he could drip water.

In other words, it is precisely because he is not injured that it proves that he still has spare strength.

Being eliminated in such a situation feels much worse than trying your best and having no regrets.

The first victor was naturally overjoyed and raised his hands high.

It's a pity that before standing in the ring and cheering, he disappeared directly.

There were two new contestants in the ring.

The black-robed referee fell, still asked just now: "A battle of life and death?" ”

As time passed, the game was in full swing, and the night was gradually falling.

In the sky, there are only two rings left.

It means that after these two games, today's game is officially over.

In the trading cabinet, it is naturally divided into day and night.

The White Night is divided into 24 hours in the Overworld, half day and half black.

In most of the world, the same is the case, at most the day and night are slightly longer, and it may be a day when it reaches 15 standards.

The worlds that can produce civilized social systems are relatively similar environments.

The world of dead silence, which is extremely difficult to give birth to a civilized society, each has its own different "bad environment".

Soon, the penultimate game was also decided.

Naturally, all eyes were focused on the last one.

On both sides of this match, one side has a near-perfect appearance, long flowing blond hair, and pointed ears.

It's an elf - most people can't tell the gender apart.

The standard "Ann can tell that I am male and female".

However, this elf is not an elf that shoots around with a bow and arrow in the traditional sense.

The man's weapons were two pistols.

That's right, two pistols indeed.

However, it is not an ordinary pistol, it seems to be some kind of energy weapon, which can fire ice and fire "bullets".

Shooting frantically, forcing the opponent to roll on the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

The opponent of this elf is an ordinary human in appearance, and he is still a relatively primitive one.

Carrying a small round shield, holding a sword, and wearing a medieval-style armor, he rolled and rolled on the ground.

Occasionally, if you can't roll away, you will use a round shield to block the bullet.

"The one who rolls is going to win." Nero whispered.

I don't know if the elf was paying attention, but he could see clearly—the distance between the two was getting closer.

Space in the ring was limited, and the elves had unconsciously retreated to the edge.