However, this time the opponent is too strong.

To be precise, Sister Holy Lance is a more famous existence than the seemingly master, and the road to fame that seems to be a master is more like a typical counterattack by a salted fish, which meets the psychological needs of the majority of would-be agents from a certain angle, but Sister Holy Lance is a genius representative who integrates wisdom, beauty and strength, and has been in the spotlight since she entered the agent system.

Aglarace's combat power is obviously stronger than that of the master brother, and with the exclusive orange martial arts FK733, the attack power is off the charts!

The elite agent rank often means slaughter for elite rookies, to be precise, it seems that the master has not yet won the title of elite rookie, because the number of successful battles is too small, and the number of defeats is too small, and it feels irreversible!

If the opponent is not a seemingly master who always performs miracles, it is definitely a massacre without any suspense.

It seems that the arc gun of the master's amazing talent is the basic skill for the Holy Lance Nun, how can this be beaten?

Everyone racked their brains, but they really couldn't figure it out. Judging from the four battles he had turned the tables before, either case, it wouldn't work for Aglarace.

She wouldn't be careless like Butterfly Knife and Jerrell, wouldn't be as ranged killer as Catherine, and wouldn't make low-level mistakes like Scarlet Blade.

This is the elite of agents, and it is a strong person that all official agents must recognize.

But that's what people are looking forward to the most.

The outcome of the battle is impossible to speculate! And it seems that the master always brings opportunities!

"Brother will win!"

"Brother Master, come on, defeat the goddess!"

"Come on, goddess, beat the seemingly master back to his original form!"

……………………

Before Aglace and the seemingly master appeared on the battlefield, an exaggerated sound sounded in the viewing area.

Leo held a large flag and waved wildly, there was no such thing in the system, it was a combination of a spear and a piece of clothing, and on it was written the six big words 'It seems that the master will win'.

He had a strip of red cloth tied around his head, and there were sixty or seventy people beside him, all dressed in the same way.

"The Legion of Masters is mighty!"

"Leo?" Irel had already heard in the class that Leo had made some kind of master army, but she didn't expect it to be true. These brainless fans...... She saw the information about this battle on the secret service forum and hurried over.

Leo looked back excitedly, and Irel didn't use a false appearance, she recognized it at a glance, and her name was exactly her title in the academy, 'Blade'!

"Ha, how do you know it's me?" Leo asked excitedly, there is still a difference between his appearance in the system and in reality, this guy is very stinky and makes himself a lot more handsome, and his name doesn't need to be his real name.

Irel is also drunk, although this guy's face has changed, but that stomach is really a sign. Moreover, a name like 'Ao Fat' is probably the only one he will be proud of as his ID.

"Ghosts know you!" Lilia is also a member of the Red Bands Legion, giving Leo a blank look and ignoring Irel next to her. Without her brother here, she didn't bother to talk to this woman, and turned around and shouted, "Leo, did you call!" Where the hell is he? ”

"You think you're in the training room in the afternoon, right?" Leo scratched his head: "I guess let's practice, don't pay attention to him, there is no interest in life!" ”

"That's diligence, where is it like you!" Lilia pouted, "...... Don't worry about it, the game is about to begin! It seems that the master will win!! ”

"Brother Master is going to make a move! Mortals tremble to their heart's content! ”

Many people around laughed: "There are fan groups." ”

"A bunch of brain-dead!" Jerrell's head was full of black lines: "No matter how fierce you roar in the viewing area, you can't hear it on the battlefield, isn't this full of food?" ”

"It's the power of faith!" Next to her, Catherine was eager to try.

Jerrell hurriedly grabbed her: "You don't expect our captain to lose, do you?" That's your sister......"

"Then he's still my man! Besides, Sister Aglace doesn't need us to cheer her on. Catherine waved her fist: "Looks like a hand!" Come on! ”

The cheers, shouts, and discussions in the viewing area were noisy.

At this time, the major colleges and universities were almost all overcrowded in the secret service system room.

The 10,000 cap in the viewing area alone was far from satisfying the would-be agents who were eager to see the battle live, and more people gathered in front of the big screen in the system room to share someone's vision on the big screen.

The three of them squeezed in strongly.

"Don't squeeze! Go somewhere else to see ......"

There are already a lot of people, and the system room is full, and if someone wants to come in, it will make the narrow space more compact, which will naturally make the people who come in first dissatisfied.

However, when the speaker looked back, he immediately closed his mouth.

"Bayonet!"

A lean figure, a small flat head of two inches, and a faint scar on his face. The most violent and bad-tempered star-level student in Fernando's Gun Seminary, let him not squeeze in? That's the rhythm of wanting to go to the hospital.

People quickly noticed the other two people following him.

Thomas, the King of Heavy Artillery!

Known as the Fernando ace trio! Although these three guys are not necessarily the strongest in the academy, they are definitely at the level of the top elites, especially the three of them have formed a sworn friend with the same advance and retreat, and no one in the academy really dares to provoke them.

The crowd in front of them immediately split up and gave way to the most central position in the system room.

The three of them sat down happily, and Thomas smiled and said, "It's good to have a bayonet to open the way, and pull that scarred face away, and even save polite words." ”

"So Lao Tzu is the most hateful in the academy, next time there is such a thing, you guys!" The bayonet stretched a face: "How good is it to go back to the dormitory?" Don't run here to squeeze! ”

"Didn't you see that the viewing area was full? When I went back to the dormitory and landed again, the ghost knew that there was still a place to watch the battle. The Heavy Artillery King smiled and said, "Don't pull your face, you can watch such a battle, it's worth it!" ”

It's all around.

The same scene is still being played out in major colleges.

Almost all of the top players in the rookie division are here.

Those who seem to be masters are more likely to come to the Holy Spear Agrace!

People like them, who are only one line away from advancement, especially want to know how strong Aglas is now.

It's just that after entering the viewing area, I was shocked when I saw how hot it was.

The viewing area with a ceiling of 10,000 people is actually overcrowded, which is not counting the many VIP channels that have been opened, and it is conservatively estimated that there are 12,000 spectators directly on the scene! If you include the value of dozens of people watching the same screen, I'm afraid there will be no less than 20,000 or 30,000 viewers!

It's just a rookie rank!

The blood-colored blade that came from the dark axis before was directly killed in an instant.

Kriya never cared about this, to be precise, he didn't know where to look, recalling Aglaise's shot just now, which was originally only theoretical, and he also discussed the feasibility with Irel, but as a result, he had already used a quick pace and matrix point shot in actual combat, although it was not quite the same as what he said, but the effect and feeling were the same.

Enter the Standby Zone.

Random Battleground: Flame Molten Molten!

Just like the sand worm nest that Aglace used to deal with the clouds before, this is also a battlefield with an extremely harsh environment! Even, compared to the sandworm nest, its environment is even more harsh!

Due to intense radiation contamination and an active volcanic crater nearby, the entire land is on the verge of collapse. Erupting magma can be seen everywhere around, and some can even erupt more than ten meters high! Not only will it block your view, but more importantly, it will come from the ultra-high temperature here, and the magma that may splash on you at any time, and the earth that may fall at any time!

To put it mildly, on such a battlefield, there are very few people in the rookie rank who will fight on such a battlefield! The harsh combat environment often makes them die in a dangerous environment instead of dying at the hands of the enemy.

"With Aglaise's strength, she doesn't care much about the environment. It looks like a master. ”

"He's a survival expert, and I don't think the harsh environment is a problem for him. In this regard, he may have an advantage over Aglarace. ”

"yes, that guy's tolerance for pain is simply amazing. The high temperature environment here is probably not worth mentioning to him. Just watch your step. ”

"But the battlefield is empty, but there is no shelter, no shelter. Sniper rifles are also too cheap. ”

"Hehe, ignorance!" Thomas has always been sneering at this kind of brainless comment: "If you hear it, you haven't been to a lava battlefield!" The high temperature will not only distort your visual distance and the image in front of you, but also, if the barrel gets hot, distort your trajectory! This is the most difficult terrain to snipe at a distance! Don't tell me you can take all these variables into account, the distorted sight distance and the hot barrel are changing every minute, that's incalculable! In such a terrain, even if it is an orange martial arts heavy sniper, even if it is the reincarnation of a spear god, its effective shooting range will definitely not exceed 500 yards! ”

"On this battlefield, the cannon is a heavy weapon with a large caliber and a wide range of lethality! It is completely possible to ignore the slightest distortion of the line of sight, and the high-powered cannonball triggers the change of the earth's crust, which can easily cause large-scale subsidence, and whoever dies! ”

"I don't think I've ever seen a master brother use a cannon?"

"He seems to prefer to use a knife." The Heavy Artillery King touched his chin.

"Hehe, use a knife against Agracy?" The bayonet shuddered: "That is an act of seeking death!" I think that as long as this woman is willing, even flies or mosquitoes will not be able to get within 100 meters of her! Five hundred yards of firing range, that's enough! ”

Everything else is a floating cloud, and the weapon is the most headache, because so far, I haven't seen any high-grade weapons used by seemingly masters, and weapons, whether cold weapons or hot weapons, are too important for an agent, maybe it's time to seem like a high-level killer, he must have his own hidden and good at real weapons!

Everyone's eyes widened in anticipation, waiting.

Kriya didn't dwell on this issue, first of all, he didn't have much choice, in fact, in the face of such a battle, the choice was also very simple, Kriya took two Windranger pistols from the weapon rack.

Inside and outside the viewing hall, all the agents were dumbfounded, the pistol was sniping at the orange force, the opponent was still the Holy Spear Nun, the elite agent, drunk, completely drunk, it seemed that the master was going to carry out the death to the end?

You know, this kind of thing is good for ordinary agents, but not for Sister Holy Lance, this is ......

"If he wants to win this, I will have his surname in the future!"

"I absolutely don't believe it, this firepower is too bad, it's just looking for death!"

"He shouldn't think that Sister Holy Spear is a woman and underestimates the enemy, this Nima will die mother doesn't know." "Maybe he doesn't have a good weapon at all."

Everyone was at a loss for a while, which was a bit unaffordable.

Ready, countdown to entry.

10, 9, 8...... One!

The battlefield is on!