Soon, with more than 500 players all entering, the entrance link ended smoothly, and all the players stood in the open space in front of the arena, waiting for the schedule.

"Next, the battle list will be randomly assigned by the computer to determine the schedule for this morning, and the results will be announced on the big screen, please pay attention to the players and spectators!"

Several huge screens in the stadium began to beat rapidly, arranging and combining the names of each player, and after a few seconds, a total of 9 sets of fixtures began to scroll alternately on several large screens, based on the 30 stages, and presented to everyone in front of the audience.

Qi Lian's keen eyes quickly found his name in it.

[Second Round - Stage 17: Qi Lin (Zang Feng) VS Sun Lipeng (None)]

Not long after, a staff member came over to convey the schedule to Zhang Zizai and Du Xishan and left.

Zhang Zizai and Du Xishan turned around, and Zhang Zizai began to speak: "Players, this morning's competition list has been delivered, the first round of the game officially started at half past nine, several coaches came to confirm the schedule of your players, don't miss the game and make jokes!" ”

Yanqing came over: "Brother Qi, have you seen your own scenes?" I just saw mine, round 7, stage 22, the one who beats the stars. ”

Qi Lin nodded: "You have to wait, I am the No. 17 of the second round, and it is estimated that it will not be long before it is done." ”

Before he could chat with Yanqing, Zhang Zizai came over and dragged Qi Lian: "Okay, don't talk, come with me to change equipment first, you are in the second round, and you will be there as soon as the first round is over!" ”

Qi Lin carried his knife, followed Zhang Zizi's footsteps, and asked, "Lao Zhang, how will I fight later, you are my coach, give me a guide." ”

Zhang Zizai glanced at Qi Lin and smiled confidently: "How else can you play, I'll tell you in the car, collect the point of play, this is a rookie game, not a professional game!" You are a strong five-stage, not crushing newcomers? ”

Qi was silent, and somehow thought of the enthusiastic cheers of the audience when he appeared just now, if the audience was looking forward to a wonderful battle, and he performed mediocre, then some viewers, will they be disappointed?

So, he said to Zhang Zizai seriously: "Lao Zhang, your fans, do you want you to show your power in the game, or do you want to see you pass the customs like this?" ”

Zhang Zizai stopped when he heard the words, and glanced at Qi Lin deeply: "Qi boy, since you can ask me this question, you actually already have the answer in your own heart, right?" ”

Qi Lin pursed his lips and restrained his smile: "I plan to use the most beautiful results to advance and give the soldier a little shock." ”

Zhang Zizai nodded, suddenly laughed, patted Qi Lian's shoulder and said, "Until this moment, I don't think you are a real swordsman, so let's be bold and let it go!" ”

......

Half an hour later, Qi Lian, who was neatly dressed in protective gear, held a helmet in his left hand and his long knife in his right hand, and calmly stood on the edge of the No. 17 stage in advance, casually watching the two "rookies" pecking each other in the field.

Since Qi Lin appeared on the edge of the stage waiting for the court, a screen of the rookie game locked on his seemingly cold and handsome face at a high frequency.

In fact, under some kind of rules that everyone understands, in the early stage of the game, those popular players with their own traffic are unlikely to be in the same round as other players with similar popularity, and even the seeded players who can appear in each round are limited.

Therefore, it is very understandable why Qi Lin can almost monopolize a shot now, most of the first two rounds are passers-by without clubs, basically no heat, and finally waited for Qi Lone, the "mysterious genius" of Zangfeng's "secret recruitment", which is said to be stronger than the popular player Yanqing, full of gimmicks, don't shoot him.

Soon after, the two competitors on stage 17 ended the race, and the victorious one excitedly took off his helmet and waved it desperately towards the surrounding audience, and the excitement was palpable. The big screen also gave the victor a five-second congratulatory picture.

Then the camera continued to shift to Qi Lian.

Zhang Zizai was still repeating the rules of the game with Qi Lin for the third time: "Qi Li, win according to the points, whoever scores ten points first wins, 6 points for hitting the neck and above, 4 points for hitting the torso, and 2 points for hitting the limbs, remember it for me!" ”

Qi Lin felt that his ears were about to buzz, and he just asked, "In addition to these scores, are there any other scoring points?" ”

Zhang Zizi smiled: "Yes, it's just not realistic - shoot down the enemy weapon during the competition, and get an extra 4 points." ”

"Please Qi Lipeng, Sun Lipeng immediately go to the No. 17 stage and take his seat."

At this time, the small radio that announced that it was in place was repeated three times, and Qi Lin calmly put on his helmet, gave Zhang Zizi an "OK" gesture, and strode onto the stage.

Zhang Zizai touched his chin in the audience, he was very concerned about Qi Lian's last question, and always felt that this kid was going to do some sassy operations again.

On the stage, Qi Lin confronted his opponent in this round, his opponent was a young man who was nearly 1.8 meters tall, with a strong body and a somewhat deliberately arrogant posture.

"Lucky to be taken in by Zang Feng, little white face, wear your helmet, don't be broken by me!" Under the mask, Sun Lipeng on the opposite side deliberately made provocative words.

In fact, he couldn't do it in his heart, who would have thought that he, who was so ambitious that he wanted to make a name for himself in the rookie game, and met the face of the top club in the first round, what the hell is this.

You can only try to provoke the other party and see if you can trick some flaws.

Qi Lin heard the other party's words, smiled slightly, the original posture was a two-handed sword top knee pose, but now he suddenly let go of his left hand, turned into a right hand holding a knife in one hand, and even carried his left hand behind his back.

Qi Lian's actions were broadcast on the big screen by the camera throughout the whole process, which first caused an uproar among some viewers who had been paying attention to Qi Lian, and the organizer reacted quickly, seeing this gimmick scene, and immediately broadcast all the big screens to Qi Lian's shot.

This picture caused an uproar among tens of thousands of viewers!

At the same time, as a commercial event broadcast in real time, such a gimmick scene was immediately captured by the host in the live broadcast room, who exclaimed: "Audience, what are we seeing now? Qi Lian, the representative player of the Tibetan Feng Club, put his left hand behind his back, and actually took the initiative to fight the enemy with one hand, it seems that this player has full confidence in his own strength! Let's wait and see how he performs next! ”

Facing the enemy with one hand, Qi Lian's first public battle left a deep impression on the soldiers with an arrogant attitude.

On the opposite side of Qi Lone, Sun Lipeng saw Qi Lone's posture and instantly blushed.

Obviously, intending to provoke Qi Lone, he was instead angered by Qi Lone's contemptuous one-handed attitude.

The two sides stood in place, Sun Lipeng was so restless that he wanted to start a war immediately, while Qi Lin stood quietly with a knife in one hand, waiting for the referee's signal to start the war.

The referee walked to the middle of the stage with a long stick that could separate the two sides if necessary, raised his hand solemnly, looked left and right at the two assistant referees' instructions to complete, and waved his hand downward!

Begin!

Sun Lipeng immediately rushed forward, his eyes filled with anger, and his movements burst, fully showing his violent anger after being humiliated.

The distance between the two sides quickly approached, and then Sun Lipeng's two-handed sword slashed out from above with hatred!

Since you're going to pretend to be forced! Then I'll make you play dumb!

Under normal circumstances, it is tantamount to a fantasy for a one-handed sword to be at a disadvantage and to use the full force of both hands to slash with both hands.

No one could see the expression under Qi Li's mask, but everyone saw him face Sun Lipeng's slash, stepped forward with his right foot, and swung out a round of backhand knives like a full moon!

Clang!

The weapons of both sides are clashed together!

The moment of contact, a huge force poured into Sun Lipeng's hand, and in his panic, his hands shook violently, and the two-handed sword came out of his hand in an instant!

Everyone was shocked to see the two-handed sword that swirled and flew out.

In the next second, Qi Lin turned into a slash, and accurately slashed on Sun Lipeng's mask.

"Shoot down the weapon! 4 points! ”

"Hit the head! 6 points! ”

Although he was also shocked by the scene in front of him, the referee reacted very quickly and immediately announced the result.

"Ten points in total! Congratulations to the players who have made the cut! ”

Advance to the top of the ladder!

Rumble!

The cheers and shouts of the audience exploded, and countless colorful flags waved wildly, venting the surprise that Qi Lin brought to them.