The hostess returned to the platform, holding the microphone in her hand, and shouted with a wide voice: "The time has come, the assessment competition has officially begun, all hunters, please move closer to the middle of the platform, and the closed assessment will be adopted during the assessment competition, and the venue will be opened!"

After all the staff left, the ground that was as calm as a cloud just now began to tremble, and I saw that the surrounding area leading to the square began to stretch out a wall as high as 20 meters from the ground to enclose the square, isolating it from the houses outside, forming a dueling arena, and the wall had a panel marked 300/300 to show the remaining number of people.

The platform on which the presenter stood rose high and rose to the height of the fence. Mo Yan's first feeling was that there would be a fight here, no wonder this place was so wide.

The host's voice came from the high platform: "Hunters, put on your liquid suits, start fighting, fight to your heart's content, only half of the strong will be able to enter the final ring match, if you don't want to fight three people alone, just protect your teammates, finally, tell you a good news, this assessment competition will add 100 points for each person knocked down, and the highest score in the assessment competition can get mysterious items!"

As soon as the host's words fell, all kinds of fighting sounds began to be heard on the ground, swords and swords, various additional effects flashed, shouts, pain, and howls appeared all the time.

The scene was very chaotic, and the sand and dust were all over the square, but next to the wall of the square, there were three people standing, and they were in danger.

The first, a boy who looked to be only 18 years old, was handsome in appearance and stood majestically with a long sword in his hand.

The second, about the same age as the first, was a burly man, with a pair of sharp little eyes that watched all the battles around him, and a sharp hammer in his hand.

The third place, eagle hook nose, red phoenix eyes, although a little older, but still the sword is not old, agile, holding a broadsword.

These three people are Mo Yan, Er Fat, and Uncle Zhao, and they are back to back, resisting the attacks of others from all directions again and again.

This tactic was proposed by Uncle Zhao, who has an experienced experience, and the first game was the slaughter match, in which Uncle Zhao learned a lesson from every defeat he failed and looked for a winning tactic. In the first game, everyone wants to strive for high scores, and they all fight for their own interests, and the existence of the team that they forget about is over, and in the end, they will play against the other three themselves, and in the end, they will not be able to pass.

From before the start, Uncle Zhao planned with Mo Yan and Erfat, as long as the three of them stood together, back to back, so as not to be attacked behind the back, and tried to avoid the middle of the large number of fighters, because an additional effect such as Mo Yan's sword qi and Erfat's light arrows could knock down more people on a large scale and get more points.

Next to the wall is a small number of people, which is conducive to defense, reducing solo fighting, giving full play to the importance of teamwork, cooperating to kill the enemy in one fell swoop, reducing physical exertion, and retaining strength to stabilize until the next game.

At this time, a young man with the same broadsword as Uncle Zhao rushed towards Uncle Zhao. Uncle Zhao stuck to his position and calmly faced the rushing boy.

The young man slashed at Uncle Zhao with a slash from heaven to earth, Uncle Zhao stepped forward with his left foot and squatted, his right foot was steady on the ground, and he rotated the broadsword, so that the back of the broadsword was 45 degrees in front, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and pressing on the back of the broadsword with the other. The broadsword was twice as large as Mo Yan's longsword, but it also weighed twice as much.

The young man's slash slashed on the back of the broadsword, but the young man did not give up the ineffective slash, and insisted on pressing Uncle Zhao down, presumably the young man despised the old Uncle Zhao and wanted to subdue Uncle Zhao with brute force.

But Uncle Zhao's brute strength in the face of this young man was not a very difficult expression, but a relaxed expression, Uncle Zhao shook his head, the corners of his mouth rose, and said to the young man in front of him: "You are still too tender, you want to compare strength with me too early." ”

Uncle Zhao's left leg stretched out violently in a half-squatting position, and his hands exerted force together, and the back of the sword was topped, and the young man flew out with the top of the sword in an instant.

At the same time as flying into the air, Uncle Zhao's voice came from behind Erfat: "Squat!"

Mo Yan and Uncle Zhao squatted down at the same time, Mo Yan knew what the second fat wanted to do, but Uncle Zhao didn't know. The second fat held the sharp hammer in both hands, and while stepping forward, he rotated with the sharp hammer, and directly rotated two times before reaching Uncle Zhao's side, and as soon as his left foot braked, the power of the hammer rotation directly smashed on the young man's body, plus the sharp stab.

The boy screamed in pain and was smashed to the wall, and immediately fainted to the ground.

Uncle Zhao was stunned by the blow of the second fat, and squatted on the ground in a daze, and only after a few seconds did he come back to his senses and said: "Okay, young man, the power is fierce, but can you call squatting earlier, my head was almost smashed by you." ”

"It's okay, uncle, don't worry, I'm very skilled, and I won't smash you. Er Fat scratched the back of his head and said with a smile.

"Can you stop chatting, I can't stop it!!" When Mo Yan stood up, the battle began, and Mo Yan was fighting against a young man with a dagger in one hand, the weight of the dagger was light, and the agility of the user was high, avoiding the attack of Mo Yan's long sword one after another, but there was no way to get close to Mo Yan, Mo Yan had used a dagger, and knew that the dagger was only strong in close combat, Mo Yan kept the distance between the other party and himself, but when he saw the second fat and Uncle Zhao who were chatting on the side, he yelled anxiously.

Hearing Mo Yan's call for help, Er Fat and Uncle Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to help, but none of the weapons in the three of them had long-range weapons, but one hit three, Mo Yan and they had enough confidence.

In the face of Mo Yan's siege, the young man with the dagger began to break out in a cold sweat, looking very difficult, after Mo Yan rushed up, the tip of the sword pointed forward, and a stabbing attack was made. The dagger could not withstand Mo Yan's stabbing blow, so he could only jump sideways to avoid it, Uncle Zhao attacked at the same time, jumped, and a slash appeared, but the young man reacted quickly, and the dagger blocked Uncle Zhao's broadsword horizontally, but the weight of the broadsword coupled with Uncle Zhao's strength, the young man suddenly knelt on one knee.

The second fat eye was optimistic about the opportunity, and hurriedly stepped forward to prepare to make up for it.

Unexpectedly, the young man suddenly moved away from the dagger blocking the broadsword, kicked his right foot on the ground, and slid between Uncle Zhao's legs. Uncle Zhao didn't have time to turn around, he was kicked in the back by the young man, Uncle Zhao's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell forward, but fortunately, the second fat suddenly rushed up and held Uncle Zhao who almost fell.

Mo Yan did not stand idly by on the side, but waited for the opportunity to kill with one blow, and the opportunity appeared! When the young man with the dagger just wanted to get up from the ground, there was a "boom", and a sword qi passed through the young man's body, and after a few seconds, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he also fainted to the ground, and that sword qi was sent out by Mo Yan.

Seeing that the young man had been defeated, Mo Yan hurriedly went over to see Uncle Zhao, who had just been injured and was supported by Erfat.

"Uncle Zhao, are you okay?" asked Mo Yan.

"It's okay, just his little strength, it's just a tickle. Uncle Zhao let go of the hand that Er Fat was holding, straightened up, patted his chest and said.

After confirming that Uncle Zhao was fine, Mo Yan's eyes moved to the number on the wall, 175/300, and sighed in his heart, in just ten minutes, more than 100 people had already been defeated, and the assessment competition was so cruel that defeat meant that he would have to wait two years before he could participate. The gaze moved to the surrounding scene, where there were more than 100 people lying on the ground, and it was so shocking to watch.

The sand and dust began to decrease, and then the last 25 people were missing, and the remaining 175 people showed that there was a tactical and strong team.

However, the battle would continue, and the number of people around the wall had gradually decreased, and Mo Yan proposed to start fighting separately to ensure that the stronger team would not be wiped out.

Mo Yan's goal is to find the lone team members to eliminate one by one, while Er Fat still follows Uncle Zhao, from the battle just now, Er Fat believes that Uncle Zhao's strength is far stronger than himself, for the sake of safety, Er Fat chose to cooperate with Uncle Zhao.

The attraction of mysterious items, Mo Yan actually put forward this reason for fighting separately in order to be able to earn more points.

Mo Yan began to walk to the place with a large number of people in front, moving forward cautiously, observing the surrounding situation, beware of someone sneaking up behind the attack, the closer he got to the fight, the more the sound of fighting, at this moment, Mo Yan found that there were two people in front of him who were fighting alone, one was holding a spear and the other was holding a big knife, both sides seemed to be physically weak, this should be an opportunity, Mo Yan squatted down and moved forward under the cover of sand and dust.

The fierce fight between the two did not find Mo Yan who was secretly approaching, the additional effect of the long sword was cooled down, and Mo Yan was waiting for the next time when the two of them were defeated. The one with the spear stabbed forward, and he was slow due to his lack of physical strength, and was avoided by the one with the big knife, and the big knife seized this opportunity, and the big knife slashed down, and cut directly on the body of the spear.

However, he who took the spear strengthened his will, endured the pain, and stabbed the spear into the broadsword.

"The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind", Mo Yan waited for this opportunity, the energy gathered, and with a wave in the air, the sword qi instantly passed through the bodies of the two people, and the mental pain fainted to the ground.

Just when Mo Yan harvested two people, Er Fat and Uncle Zhao also ended a battle, although they defeated the two attackers, but unfortunately just when Er Fat thought he was victorious, the person who fell to the ground turned on the additional effect of the crossbow, and without charging the crossbow, he directly shot the crossbow through Er Fat's arm. If it weren't for the protection of the liquid coat, this arm must have been seriously injured.

Mo Yan still blindly moved forward, carried away by personal interests, and the refreshment of killing made Mo Yan keep killing others, and almost 5 people fell under Mo Yan's long sword.

Just as he was about to collect the 6th person, a fierce arrow flew over Mo Yan's shoulder, snatching Mo Yan's 6th person's points.

Sure enough, it was the trio, without saying a word, the man with the long sword who was injured by Mo Yan last time rushed directly towards Mo Yan, full of killing intent, full of Mo Yan who couldn't accept being defeated by a low-level man with an iron claw, and the man couldn't wait to eat Mo Yan.

Mo Yan's eyes at this time were full of killing and blood, it was simply a person blocking the killing of the Buddha and the killing of the Buddha.