The first match of the national league under the new rules actually ended in a draw, which was really dramatic enough! The emotions of the audience were completely mobilized by this highly tense game, and the scene was thunderous with joy. However www.biquge.info the gladiators who really wanted to fight for their lives fell into great trouble, especially Fetsuma, who looked at Credlao, who was being carried into the rest area by the miscellaneous slaves, and immediately lost control of his emotions and scolded: "Fuck! What kind of bullshit competition is this? Do all the strength of Lao Tzu have to be spent on grabbing bids?"

The official therapist in the arena and a few assistants came over to check on Credlaw's injuries in an orderly manner: fortunately, it was just some flesh wounds, which looked bloody and scary, but it was not difficult to treat, and it would definitely be able to play in tomorrow's team fight...... After all, Credlaw is not the brother of the "League of Fighters", and seeing that he is fine, Fekruma and the others no longer pay attention to him. Powell's Sarden was arranged to appear in the second place, and the brothers in the league didn't care much about him, who didn't have a high sense of existence, and simply said a few words of cheering that didn't hurt or itch, and then sat around and complained loudly about the new rules. Zhang Long did not participate in this meaningless complaint, but sat alone on the bench to analyze the game just now.

Actually, Credlaw can win completely...... Most of his mistakes were caused by a lack of adaptation to the new rules that came suddenly. Soon, Zhang Long came to this conclusion: the first to grab the sword mark, the advantage is actually very big, it can be said that among all the beacons, the gold content of the sword mark is the highest. Because as long as you grab it once, you can get all the weapons immediately, and the attack power can be increased a lot in an instant; on the other hand, you can only get one piece of armor every time you grab it, and the cuirass that can really play a decisive role in protection is ranked last! That is to say, you have to win the helmet five times in a row to get a clear advantage in defense, and judging from the rhythm of the game just now, this is simply impossible in actual combat.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but admire the person who equipped the tank mine. The bone helmet, Zhang Long recognized it almost immediately: the set helmet "Skeleton of Tank Thunder", although its magic attributes are not much, but it is quite powerful, just to improve the wearer's strength, it is enough for Credlaw to drink a pot, not to mention that it can also help to concentrate the center of the spirit, so that the attack is more accurate? For the flexible Credlaw, because he is not familiar with the new rules, the original combat style of being familiar with it and walking around the court cannot be brought into play at all, and his emotions are no longer stable enough, and he has lost his "flexibility" to a considerable extent This is the biggest advantage, which is why it is so embarrassing......

After thinking about this, Zhang Long's mood completely calmed down, the new rules seem to be dangerous, but in fact they are fair to both parties, and even say that it is more beneficial to the alliance brothers who have been specially trained in advance. After all, under Kaizon's devil training, even a pure strength type of Fitsuma is stronger than most of the "assault styles", as long as you calm down and deal with it calmly, you will definitely not suffer......

"Good!" The deafening cheers pulled Zhang Long back from his thoughts, and when he looked up, he saw that the gladiators were all crowded into the gate. He hurriedly ran over to find a vacancy, only to see that Sardden's rotten Gothic shield had been completely shattered to the ground, and his left arm hung limply at his side, dislocated even if it was not broken. Thankfully, he had at least grabbed a helmet, a fully enclosed helmet made of stainless steel, which had been placed on his head. Look at his opponent, wielding a hammer and a small all-metal round shield, grinning wildly and taunting him. Obviously, it was this guy who grabbed the sword mark, whether it was the heavy hammer or the heavy blow of the small round shield, it was not something that the rotten wood shield could withstand, obviously, Saden's disadvantage was fully revealed, and the hope of winning was quite slim.

"I surrender!" Sarden left his rusty broadsword and took off his helmet, the expression on his face already distorted with pain, he shook his head helplessly, raised the index and middle fingers of his right hand side by side, and walked out of the field. At this point, the Vossam team has one draw and one loss, and is temporarily at a disadvantage, and then Fecquama, who is about to play, can he play a good fight?

Seeing that Phychma's mood became more and more agitated, the other brothers became more uneasy. Zhang Long was about to go over and comfort something, when suddenly there was a shock in his waist: It turned out to be a magic scroll hidden in the crotch cloth! Isenhard had an urgent instruction to send it, what could it be?

He hurriedly ran into the hut, found the most hidden squatting position, closed the curtain, took out the scroll and unfolded it, and there was a brief command on it: "The new rules are beneficial to the alliance, go and appease Fikuma quickly! The key to victory: quick victory! Prediction! Basic skills!"

A few roaring exclamation points in quick succession meant an unquestionable order! Zhang Long quickly put away the scroll and ran back to the rest area, where Fei Quma, who was already about to go to the waiting area, was cursing and taking the big axe with a rotten wooden handle and rusty spots from the hands of the miscellaneous slaves, and he was in a very bad mood. Time was pressed and there was no need to think about it, Zhang Long sighed, walked over hard, tried to make a relaxed appearance, and said in a firm tone: "Brother, relax a little, this new rule is not a big deal. 」

"! just take this, how do you fight? really let Lao Tzu grab the bid like a jumping monkey?" Fei Quma scolded with her eyes narrowed and her throat straightened.

"Feculma, have you forgotten all the coach's teachings?" Zhang Longqiang was serious, and tried his best to say in a tone like a stick, "Aren't those pre-game special training for us just to prepare for the bidding? You are the leader of the alliance, how can you take the lead in messing up? Besides, before the first beacon appeared, wasn't it the same way as before? Could it be that a rusty axe can't kill people?"

Fetsuma was yelled at, and finally came to her senses, her frown slightly furrowed. Zhang Long struck while the iron was hot, and rephrased it according to Esenhard's instructions: "Your combat skills are stronger than the opponent from the beginning of the basic skills, even if these guys from the iron cage move quickly, didn't the coach teach us how to predict? Not to mention that you still know the barbarian's fighting spirit, what are you worried about?

Fei Quma stood for a long time, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he laughed like an initiation: "Hahaha! Zhang Long, there is really you, Lao Tzu understands! I owe you a personal favor, watch me cut down that bastard!" With that, the barbarian turned around and walked towards the gate in a dashing manner, and with the demons completely dispelled, he strode into the battlefield with his low-quality axe held high, as if he was holding a divine weapon!