Edith straightened out her protective gear and polished her hunting knife. In a flash of cold light, the wood chips in front of her were split in half, and she finally withdrew her hand as if satisfied, and withdrew the knife back to her waist. The crowd outside the venue is already full of voices. Lovett leaned against the doorway early and waited. Edith nodded to him, then strode to the door.

"Edith played? Betsy had said that.

"Whether it's durability or martial arts, Edith is the best in our team. If we let her take over, we shouldn't be brushed off in the first round at least!"

"What do you mean? Isn't there still Captain Lovett on top of this game?" Avino wondered.

"But the other party also made a bloody investment in this game this time. Don't forget that in the third round, a team will be eliminated. If we don't work hard this time, maybe we'll be able to go back in another half a month! In my opinion, with Lovett's level, we can only earn you back a dozen points at most. Compare with those seniors and elites...... You're still early!"

"Don't be too unconfident in yourself!" Ling Che patted Avino's shoulder comfortingly, he had already noticed that Avino had been particularly lost since just now.

"It's not a matter of lack of faith...... It's all about my own ability...... You should know that, right? My physical strength is not good, and my major in the army is not martial arts—I knew I would-"

"This game doesn't have to be a martial arts test, right? You may be able to get the knowledge and theory battles you're good at! Don't lose confidence in yourself!" Although he wanted to comfort people, Ling Che himself was not good at this kind of thing. Now he himself has found that if only there was a girl around him who could speak well, knew how to observe other people's emotions, and had high enough emotional intelligence.

"You can control your emotions yourself!Stop thinking nonsense!" In the end, Ling Che could only squeeze out such a sentence to persuade Avino to cheer up and be brave.

"Hmm......" replied to him with a weak muffled voice.

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"Yo, good morning, everyone! I'm the main commentator of this game and a member of the next few games, and Iwan's main captain, Ye Tingyuli! Ye Ting's crisp and loud voice resounded in the arena, and Lovett in the field made a cold cut and glanced to the side.

"In this match, each player who is drawn will face a random breed of dragon - which means that none of us know the attributes of that dragon. The first three games will traditionally be played by members of Warren, Hill and Covey. Therefore, all of you here are still unable to see our heroic appearance, and I would like to express my deep apologies!"

There was a burst of laughter in the audience, Ye Ting's speeches were always charming, mostly because his face was so flattering.

"In each of the next competitions, I'm going to introduce you to each of the contestants – now the first contestant, Christol Connie!"

The Warren troops were thundering applause, Covey was booed, and Hill was as neutral as a bystander.

"Speaking of Christol, she's one of the people our Iwan forces have their eye on. If there is a good record in the past few years and this year, maybe before the age of twenty-two, ah, no! Maybe she will join Yiwan earlier than me and become one of the main fighters! As one of the few female fighters in the army, it is really not easy to make such great achievements!"

Kristol smirked as he saluted the other comrades from the sidelines.

That's right, she's going to win, and she's going to win first.

The iron gate on the opposite side was slowly rising, and Christol was the only one standing in the center of the circle in the circular arena. Edith raised an eyebrow, and neither she nor Lovett had all the nervousness and worry on the faces of the other players who had been drawn.

"Aren't you nervous?" asked Lovett.

"Why be nervous?"

"Mental quality is good. ”

"Exaggeration. ”

"Sure enough, people like you can only do solitary activities - similar to the pathfinder ahead. The main team members - not worthy of you, not to mention that I can see that you are not the kind of guy who can work well with others. ”

"It depends on what kind of guy I'm working with. Edith looked at Christol on the field, and she really wanted to end the conversation between her and Lovett right now.

"I advise you to communicate with all the people who had an accident with Avino Albert, because it's hard to survive without a lot of friends in this team. ”

"Oh, so you've had a miserable time before, Captain?" Idleness was idle, and Edith simply started chatting with Lovett, and as for the warm-up exercises that newbies needed to do, she was also confident in herself, and it didn't matter if she did it or not.

"Sort of, but with Eric's convulsions, I get along well with the team. ”

"Yes. Edith snorted, Eric's relationship with Lovett was really ......

"That senior, the movement and technique don't look worse than the captain!"

"I'm too anxious, I don't have the patience to wait for the prey to show my flaws, I just want to come hard, what's the difference between this and recklessness?" As Edith expected, Lovett really pointed out Christol's shortcomings.

"But that dragon doesn't look like it's dead! What kind of dragon?"

"No, it's not. Lovett glanced at the situation on the field and came to a conclusion.

"That's—"

"Read on. ”

Kristol was running around the field, and after the entanglement and struggle with the dragon just now, the dragon was obviously at a disadvantage. As long as she slashes her a few more times, he will definitely be killed instantly.

But the process didn't go as smoothly as she imagined.

The dragon roared as it was about to lose its blood, and a stream of blazing flames erupted from its mouth and shot straight at Christol. Christol was stunned for a moment, then took the blow directly with the surface of the blade.

Is it a fiery dragon?!No, no!Is it a hybrid?A hybrid of a wyvern and a fiery dragon?Is it any wonder that its poisonous mist is so light, could it be that its main attribute is a fiery dragon instead of a flying dragon?

Christol bit his lip, what a mistake! The weaknesses and weaknesses that he attacked just now were all Wyvern's, so it seems that this dragon didn't suffer much damage at all just now, and he was just wasting his strength and time in vain!

Kristol took a look at the judges on the field, no matter what, he had to fight quickly, at least to earn back the points that Warren usually deserves!