Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Game Ends
When Lin Xiu and the others were returning to the road they came from without hurrying, the edge of the sea of refining fire outside the Black Flame Forest was already full of people. These people are all contestants who participated in this wild hunting competition.
In the middle of the crowd was a blank area, and Elder Ling, dressed in a gray robe, stood on the central platform, looking at several disciples in front of him with a majestic expression. Next to it, Sheng Yue was dressed in a white dress, which was extremely beautiful.
These disciples were recruited from the inner gate, and each of them had a strength no less than that of a samurai. But they did not have the slightest arrogance, and did the work in hand with a humble expression.
"Seven first-order low-level magic cores, and three middle-level magic cores!"
A disciple who counted the results carefully swept his gaze over a few demon cores in a contestant's arms, and shouted without any emotion.
"Cut shhh This result, let alone the top 200, I'm afraid even the top 500 won't be able to get in.
"Lu Di. This seven-star martial apprentice contestant, listening to the boos around him, his face alternated red and white, to be honest, this kind of result, even he didn't expect it, he thought that with the strength of the seven-star martial artist, he would fight hard to get a good result, how did he know that the sky did not fulfill people's wishes, not long after the game started, he was very unfortunate to encounter a high-level demonic beast with strength close to the second order, and was hit hard by it, and fled in a hurry. The rest of the time, he spent it healing, and he didn't have much time to hunt demonic beasts anymore.
"Lu Di, 13 points in the first round, 520th in the standings. ”
"Alas!" Listening to the recorder announcing his score, the man who called Lu Di couldn't help but sigh and turned away lonely. Such a result fell on a seven-star martial artist, but it was difficult to accept.
"Thirty first-order low-level demonic beasts, nineteen middle-level demonic beasts, and eight high-level demonic beasts!"
While everyone was still sighing for the seven-star martial artist man, a rather imposing voice sounded on the other side of the venue.
"Hmm" Everyone's eyes suddenly converged on the other side of the venue, where a round-faced and big-eyed man stood with his hands in his hands, and the proud look between his eyebrows was undisguised.
"It's Luo Qiang, he actually broke through to the eight-star martial apprentice!" one of the people in the crowd covered his mouth and exclaimed.
"It's only been a few months, and I've been promoted two levels in a row, and my cultivation talent is really amazing. ”
"Not only that, I heard that his combat talent is also very high, even among the eight-star martial disciples of the same level, he is also the best!"
"Don't use your pig brain, will the person who can achieve this result be weak in combat effectiveness?"
"Hehe, this result, I'm afraid I can get into the top ten!"
Listening to the faint discussion from the surrounding crowd, Luo Qiang raised the corners of his mouth without a trace. People like to receive honor and praise.
"Name!"
"Luo Qiang!"
Luo Qiang faced the crowd and confidently reported his name, which had a sense of arrogance.
However, when Luo Qiang's gaze fell on the periphery of the crowd, a trace of gloom flashed between his eyes. He knew that even if he was at the same level, he was not qualified to be compared to them. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is a genius, but in his eyes, this group of talents is a genius.
"Luo Qiang, accumulate ninety-two points!"
After the recorder entered the score into the crystal tablet, his expression eased a lot as he looked at the rising name, and the last name stabilized in the eighth position.
"Luo Qiang, the standings are temporarily ranked eighth!"
The counter smiled, to be able to enter the top ten, they are all people with extraordinary strength, and these people are very likely, and they are the focus of the sect's cultivation in the future.
This result made Luo Qiang can't help but be happy, he set himself the goal of the top 20, but he didn't expect to be able to perform exceptionally this time and enter the top 10.
Looking at his name on the crystal tablet, he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart, but when his eyes swept over the top of the crystal tablet display, the words "Jian Nanfei, three hundred and eighteen points", his heart suddenly cooled, and the gap with them was still so big.
There was a burst of exclamation from the surrounding crowd, and there was a lot of discussion, which also caused several other statistical disciples to be extremely deserted.
Luo Qiang also understands the principle of moderation, and after enjoying the admiration and worship of everyone, he also returned to the crowd, but even so, the discussion about him could not be stopped for a while.
As a result, the statistics continued, but the flow of people on the edge of the Sea of Refining Fire was increasing, and there was less than half an hour before the end of the game, and the players who stayed in the Black Flame Forest also gathered here. These people want to make full use of their time advantage, strive to earn a little more points, and let their rankings move forward.
Time goes by little bit, waves of players, all reported their results, considering the number of players participating in the competition, the sect also deliberately arranged seven or eight groups of statistical teams, and at the same time carried out the results statistics. And Elder Ling, who was known for his majesty and fairness, became the supervisor of this result statistics.
"Miss, I didn't expect that there would be so many good seedlings in the outer gate, and the future prosperity of the sect is promising. ”
Elder Gao Tai Ling in the center swept his gaze over the crystal tablet, and a touch of comfort appeared on his majestic face. After serving the sect for so many years, how can his feelings for the sect be shallow, as an elder of the sect, he knows what kind of situation the sect is facing at this time.
"Yes, I will be very happy to come to Daddy Zhiludao. The holy moon was fluttering, looking at the crowd below, a touch of worry suddenly flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"Miss, I believe that the sect master, Jiren has his own natural appearance, and there will be nothing wrong. ”
"I hope so. Retracting his thoughts, Sheng Yue's gaze looked at the afterglow in the sky, and said, "Elder Ling, how long is it until the end of the game?"
Elder Ling smiled slightly and said respectfully, "There is still a quarter of an hour to go. ”
"A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour. Staring at the crowd of people under the field, Sheng Yue muttered to herself, "Why, he hasn't shown up yet?" "He?!" Elder Ling raised his eyebrows and asked puzzledly.
However, Sheng Yue didn't explain, just shook his head slightly, "I hope nothing happens to you." ”
The afterglow of the setting sun, through the sky, sprinkled onto the earth, the beauty under the dusk, especially the morning sun.
"Ahh
Lin Xiu, who was walking on the periphery of the Black Flame Forest, sneezed without warning, and the startled forest birds flew wildly.
"Who thinks of me like that?" Lin Xiu touched his nose and said narcissistically.
Fu Huang, who was jumping on the side, looked at Lin Xiu with disdain, and cast a roll of his eyes, "Who will miss you, this is obviously someone who is unhappy with you and scolds you." ”
"Nonsense, it's clear that someone misses me. "It was extremely boring, Lin Xiu kept talking to Fu Huang while he was in a hurry.
"Brother Lin Xiu, it's not me talking about you, just your way of acting, it's okay if people don't skin you, I still miss you, come on. ”
was despised by this little girl in person, how could Lin Xiu bear it, so he said confidently: "With my jade tree in the wind, handsome and chic, the charm of seeing the car and seeing the flowers, it is normal for someone to think about me." ”
"Gross. Fu Huang pretended to vomit, then accelerated slightly, and sped away towards the front.
"Hmph, little Nizi, you can't escape from the palm of my hand, haluha. ”
Looking at Fu Huang's gradually disappearing figure, Lin Xiu Ha smiled, and with a force under his feet, his figure chased forward. Poor Fu Huang didn't know that her identity had already been revealed, and she was the only one who thought she was dressed up well.