Team 11 did not receive the relevant notice, they only knew that the special training began after all the staff entered the camp today.

"This is not in accordance with the rules, and the group list should be announced in advance." Li Qin is very sure that she will not miss a single work message, and she is the one who will even check the trash bin of her private mailbox.

"That's what it says." The staff replied coldly, and it seemed that he didn't want to say more.

"Ding—"

The long-awaited e-mail chime finally sounded.

"Look, that's not what I received." A playful male voice came from behind Team 11.

The silver hair of the person who came was particularly piercing, and the smile that appeared on the handsome face really made people feel ill-intentioned.

"I made them do it, after all, you can't always know who you're facing on the battlefield, can you? It's impossible to be foolproof every time. He spoke eloquently.

Lin Zuzu had seen this face in the information.

Long Jiangchuan, 25 years old, Long Xuanyan's younger brother, the fourth son of the "Dragon" family, and the second heir in line. Official information shows that his strength is at the top of the B rank, but the possibility of concealment is not ruled out.

"Your list may not have been updated either, I'm the special supervisor this time." Long Jiangchuan pointed to the sign on his chest.

Lin Zuzu only felt that they were haunted, and they always wanted to come out disgusting.

Taking advantage of this time, Li Qin quickly went through the content of the email.

After the first round of preliminary screening, 179 people advanced to the next round, of which nearly a third were B-grade. Therefore, before officially entering the camp, the coaching staff added an extra round of brawls.

A group of 9-10 people, a total of 18 groups, each group can only be promoted to 3 people.

Lin Zuzu, who claimed to be a C-level superior, was assigned to a veritable death group, with the smallest number of 9 people, but there were five B-level, including 3 Gu Wu.

Now, not to mention the sensitive Lin Zuzu, even the rigorous Li Qin thinks that someone is operating in the dark.

"The check-in time is about to end~" Long Jiangchuan reminded "kindly".

"Master, Sister Qin, Brother Qing, Xiaoqi, I'll go and prepare."

Lin Zuzu's gaze swept over the faces of everyone in the 11th team one by one.

"Go ahead, we'll wait for you to come back." Yi Tingxie said, his eyes rubbed into a hint of complexity.

Lin Zuzu stopped talking, turned around and pushed the door into the preparation area.

"Then, the companions can enter the spectator from here." The staff pointed to another aisle.

……

Speaking of the preparation area, Lin Zuzu felt that this place was more like a huge warehouse, which was temporarily stuffed with some seats and weapons. Most of the participating team members had already arrived, gathering in twos and threes to chat.

Lin Zuzu's arrival did not attract much attention, probably because of her colleagues, and she found that the atmosphere here was not as nervous as the cold staff.

Team 1 abstained because of their low turnover rate, and only Yan Yinger, who was interning as a reserve player, could qualify. In addition to being the captain of majesty, Yan Zhe is also a father.

It is estimated that he will consider letting Yan Ying'er enter the camp after he has mastered her fighting spirit, right?

Lin Zuzu looked around, and found a familiar figure standing alone against the wall among colleagues in the same outfit in a room.

Hohai.

She looked at his legs and it seemed that they were fine. It seems that Huo Xuebin should have put a lot of effort into it.

As if sensing the gaze, the tall man looked over and nodded slightly to her to say hello.

Lin Zuzu replied in the same form and walked to the corner.

She didn't go to another acquaintance, Qi Tianyang, with great fanfare, because she believed that with his strength, it would not be difficult to enter the second round. And she believes that they all want to go further in strength, and they should not be in the mood to reminisce.

"The second group prepares, report to the name of the ......"

It seems that the battle of the first group is nearing its end.

Lin Zuzu was thinking about it, and received a message on his mobile phone - only 1 person in the first group was promoted, Jiwu, a new team member from the northwest, B-level upper, the main weapon was a knife, and it took only 86 seconds to defeat everyone else in a crushing attitude, and the knife method was sophisticated and domineering. If you can't team up for a follow-up mission, be careful with this person.

53 seconds, crushing ...... Lin Zuzu noticed these keywords.

In a mode like Brawl, if everyone has martial arts, it is a two-on-two duel, first eliminating some weaker opponents, followed by 1v1 or 1v1v1, in short, there will be fewer many-to-one situations.

Such a description indicates that Ji Wu took the initiative to stand in opposition to the other 9 people at the first time, and quickly and accurately deprived everyone else of their ability to act.

What a fierce determination and precise knife technique?

Lin Zuzu looked at the man's photo and firmly remembered his ordinary face in his mind.

As the selection progressed, Lin Zuzu continued to receive intelligence from the front.

Sure enough, as she expected, Qi Tianyang advanced to the next round with the attitude of an eye-catching newcomer.

Soon after, Huo Hai also made the cut steadily.

In the end, it was the 18th group where Lin Zuzu was, and more than three hours had passed at this time, and she was a little tired of waiting.

However, under the reminders of the first few people outside, she had already warmed up in advance.

"Put everything except weapons here, including pre-made spells or spatial rings, and write down your numbers." The staff who led the guide remained expressionless.

Lin Zuzu put the space ring and mobile phone into one of the lockers, and keenly felt the unkind gaze of the person who stabbed him on his back.

Who taught you to be so unbreathable before you do bad things? I'm afraid I won't find out?

Although Lin Zuzu complained in her heart, she still sweated for herself, she didn't know how many people came at her.

If all 5 B-grades are ......

She swallowed.

3 ancient martial arts, 1 sword, 1 sword, 1 two-handed heavy sword.

These are the three that she focuses on, and the most important is the heavy sword, once she hits hard, she is likely to have her weapon destroyed and out early.

The 18th group of 9 people walked into the dim corridor in turn, and Lin Zuzu followed the end of the team with a careful eye.

The passage was very long, and after his eyes had just adjusted to the dim light, Lin Zuzu's eyes suddenly lit up.

Lin Zuzu squinted his eyes, and gradually saw that the arena was a spacious and bright venue, and there were 10 markings on the competition field, which seemed to be the location of preparation. There is a circle of spectators around it, and in addition to the players' companions, many players who have already finished the competition are also watching the game.

At this moment, Lin Zuzu didn't look up to find the location of Team 11, because she knew that those people's eyes would definitely be on her.

Because it was the last to enter, Lin Zuzu's preparation position was naturally in the innermost. She walked past the long spectators, some of them looking at the youngest of the contestants with curious eyes.

Suddenly, an extremely soft but murderous word came into her ears:

"Lin Zuzu, you will die here."