After staying in the club for a while, Ma Liang and Ji Changsheng took out a bunch of bottles and cans from their packages, which seemed to be dispensing some kind of medicine. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's this for?" Seeing that Ji Yue'er on the other side seemed to know what it was, Yang Hao asked quietly.

"An elixir that briefly gains strength." Ji Yue'er wiped the sword in her hand, not salty or indifferent.

“？ Forbidden drugs? Yang Hao's eyebrows were slightly raised.

"It's not really, it's only for the Spirit King Contest command series of battles, this kind of potion is allowed, but ours is more special, you'll know later." Wearing protective glasses, wearing a white coat, and looking like an expert, Ma Liang pinched two tubes of blue potions and grinned.

Ji Changsheng seems to have also signed up for the Spirit King Competition.

Looking at Ji Changsheng, who was still smiling and groaning on the side, Yang Hao was thoughtful.

With the potions, when a few people rushed to the metanet center, night had just fallen, and it was the busiest time in the metanet center.

The cabin in the hall was basically full, but fortunately, Ma Liang didn't know that he got a gold card there, so a few people grabbed a large private room on the second floor.

There are six cabins inside, and only one is in use at the moment.

"VIP card, it took a lot of effort to get this thing, only two hours, speed!" Shaking the card in his hand, Ma Liang said proudly.

"Work hard, as the vice president of the Genius Club, you can't lose face in front of your juniors." Patting Ji Changsheng's shoulder, Ma Liang handed him the two tubes of potions.

Ji Changsheng smiled, with a little emotion in his eyes.

"See you in the arena." Ji Changsheng smiled on his face, raised his head and poured down two bottles of medicine.

Bang bang!

This is?!

Suddenly, his heart beat faster, and Yang Hao suddenly raised his head, staring at Ji Changsheng's back slowly lying down.

You can't be wrong with this feeling.

Calm down!

didn't say anything, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, Yang Hao turned over and lay down in the cabin.

The familiar slight vibration, the very comfortable feeling, and the slight stimulation of the brain, Yang Hao quickly became sleepy.

Alternating between black and white, in the blink of an eye, Yang Hao came to the empty room again.

"The metanet elf will guide you."

Familiar mechanical sounds.

Ignoring it, Yang Hao directly chose to enter the metaverse world.

Or the arena lobby where I left last time, it seems to be the auto-save feature of the metanet.

"This way." Not far away, Ma Liang just appeared, waving his hand to greet him.

"Let's watch Changsheng's game tonight, it's different from the pure battle style, don't miss it." Ma Liang grinned, and his palm couldn't stop patting Ji Changsheng's body.

"You're going to shoot me to death." Ji Changsheng was helpless, but the light of confidence shone in his eyes.

It's really caring.

Feeling the changes in Ji Changsheng's spiritual level in the Yuan Net, Yang Hao's eyes flickered, if it wasn't for the inappropriateness, he couldn't help but pull Ji Changsheng to ask.

Soon the personnel arrived, and Ji Changsheng began the qualifier matching.

After a short time, Ji Changsheng had a smile on his face and said, "Room 985." ”

Everyone hurriedly adjusted their choice and connected to room 985.

The familiar arena stands, but this time the arena has changed a lot, first of all, the venue has obviously become a lot larger, and it is a miniature version, although it is still a ground environment, but it lists a lot of environmental scenes.

Mountains, rivers, forests, deserts.

It's a miniature version of the area.

"Command a kind of Spirit King Competition, the metanet will be automatically assigned according to the situation at the time of registration, the battle between Changsheng and you is not a situation, this guy is playing, but it is much more high-end." Maleonn had excitement on his face, full of passion for the battle that was about to begin.

"Command?" Looking at the generals below who Ji Changsheng began to choose the type of troops, Yang Hao was also full of curiosity.

"The deployment of the generals of the arms is completed, and the field layout begins, and the time is three minutes and seconds."

An icy mechanical voice sounded, and Ji Changsheng and the students of the command department of another academy opposite began to quickly set up the field.

"Is it all open?" Looking at the field defense of the two people below, Yang Hao asked.

"No, it's just that we're in the audience and can see everything on both sides." Maleonn Road.

"What if someone tells the news?" Yang Hao frowned slightly, and looked at the seven or eight strangers in the stands opposite.

"The external communication is completely cut off during the game, unless the guy on the opposite side goes offline." Ma Liang smiled, not caring at all.

"That's ...... It's really well thought out. Yang Hao whispered.

"It's time to arm, and the game is counting down."

“3！”

“2！”

“1！”

As the sound of the machine fell, when the last virtual character disappeared, the characters on both sides in the entire arena suddenly seemed to come to life.

"There's a sense of immediacy when you watch Warcraft fight!" Looking at the two sides that were moving quickly and approaching, Yang Hao muttered.

"Warcraft? What is it? Ma Liang in the front row turned his head and asked.

"Uh...... It's nothing, by the way, my upper left corner keeps flashing red, what's going on with the sound of Didi? The corners of Yang Hao's eyes twitched, and he changed the topic.

"Oh, that's a message in the language of a letter, you can read it when you click on it."

"Letters and messages?" Yang Hao looked puzzled, and couldn't remember who would write letters and leave messages for him.

Drip.

With a flick of a finger in the void, a pale blue virtual screen appeared.

Hundreds of letters, plus thousands of messages, are accumulated during this time, and many IDs are duplicated.

What the heck?!

Yang Hao looked confused, and clicked on a letter casually.

Lonely Gunslinger: Demon hunter, come and fight Lao Tzu until you kneel and beg for mercy.

"Huh?! A lone gunslinger? It seems to be the opponent who was seconds last time...... Is this mentality blown up? Yang Hao looked confused, and clicked on several emails and messages from this person, and the content was much the same.

However, compared with the initial battle, the messages and letters in the back, no matter how you look at it, there is a kind of whispering and begging for battle.

"Strange guy." Yang Hao shook his head and clicked on the other person's email.

However, the content is much the same as that of the lonely gunslinger.

Shield of Ammonia: Demon Hunter, come to war!

It's simple and straightforward.

Sword of Ammonia: Demon hunter, dare to fight me until your parents don't know you!

It's a taunt.

Little Lori: Brother Demon Hunter, come and play with others! If you come, there will be a reward.

Attached to the letter is a picture of a cute Lori, but it is pink and well-behaved.

It's a seductive type.

Hungry Thirst Broadsword: Fight with me, no matter whether you win or lose, you will be given a thousand star coins, and you can pay first.

This is a direct exchange of benefits.

……

There are all kinds of wonders, in a word, these are all to challenge.

It's just that Yang Hao can't figure it out, he has only been on the Yuanwang back and forth twice, can he offend so many people?

"It's all a challenge, accept and defeat the opponent, can it be counted as a qualifier for the Spirit King Competition?" Looking up at the battle in the arena that was about to touch, Yang Hao asked Ma Liang casually.

"No! The preliminaries for the Spirit King Contest are randomly assigned by the metanet, and the designated challenges can only be regarded as competitions and are not included in the content of the qualifiers. Ma Liang stared at the scene in the arena and said casually.

"Oh! Such. Yang Hao responded and clicked on all to delete.

This kind of little kid fight, he is not in the mood to greet them one by one.