After a long circle in the Fairy Forest, I returned home.

There were still those few people at home. It was time to play, to make trouble, to lie on the sofa to sleep, I came back, and no one took care of me. Under boredom, I went out again.

Wandering on the street, wandering around, I came to the door of the adventurer base, and I saw the eye-catching blackboard. A small part of the densely listed teams on the blackboard has been crossed, and the other The part remains the same, waiting for the game to come.

Looking at the time of the game, there happened to be a duel that will take place in ten minutes, but I have never heard of the names of the two teams.

I quickly found the venue, paid an entrance fee of a silver coin at the door, received the number plate, and I entered the competition venue.

Sitting in the spectator stand, I looked at the magic clock hung on the high wall in the middle of the arena, three minutes before the start of the game.

At this time, the teams on both sides have separated on both sides of the arena, and are deploying their own strategies.

With the ringing of a bell, the game is about to begin.

The two teams came to the middle of the battlefield, saluted each other, and then walked back to their team's position, showed all their weapons and equipment, ready to fight at any time.

Another bell rang, and at the same time as the bell rang, the magicians of the two sides began the first round of long-range duel. The magic missiles galloped in mid-air, met, collided, and exploded. In an instant, the competition field It seems to be immersed in the scenery of festive fireworks.

Watching all of this, I thought a long time ago, if one day I need fireworks to celebrate, I must have the magicians in the guild release magic missiles collectively. The scene is definitely better than the fireworks and salutes purchased on the market. many.

After a fierce magic missile showdown, the meat shields of the two teams almost rushed to the midfield position and began to collide and wrestle each other.

The clash between the shield and the shield, the humming between the axe and the warhammer, even I can hear it very far away.

If it hadn't been for the two rules that the two sides of the confrontation cannot take human lives or maimed people, I would definitely sweat for the flesh shields present. The intensity of the collision and the battle was horrified.

After the physical shield collided, it was a duel between the shooters.

Not many elves like to use firecrackers. In the two teams at the moment, there is no archer who uses firecrackers. They are all longbows and crossbows.

The arrows of the longbows and crossbows have been twisted. This is the rule of the game, but even if the arrows are twisted, these feather arrows and crossbow arrows still have considerable lethality.

The rain of arrows and crossbows shot down, piercing the skin of the front row of meat shields, hung in their flesh, some were hooked by their clothes, and some were blocked by the shield they held.

After several arrow rains, it is time for agile fighters to play.

The agile warriors are like agile apes, swiftly avoiding the feather arrows and magic missiles wandering on the battlefield, crossing the wrestling meat shield, and then like a frantic hungry wolf, plunge into the pile of archers and magicians behind. , Began a crazy attack.

Almost all the elves are good at archery, but the archery of the elves is better than that of the ordinary elves. In the same way, the elves are also good at melee fighting like other elves. Although their swordsmanship is not as good as that of the elves, but think It is not difficult to resist for a while.

Soon, the elf warrior confronted the elf archer with a sharp sword and stood in a stalemate.

Then, the two sides began to fight.

In the beginning, the two sides were fighting on the same level, but soon, the elven archers showed signs of decline, but they won’t be defeated soon, because behind the archers, there is a group of elven magic that has recovered. Teacher, behind the elf magician, there is a group of elf priests who stick to their posts.

The healing technique of the elven priest quickly restored the wounded archers and continued to fight the elven warriors, while the elven magicians were also constantly releasing magic missiles and other kinds of magic to repel the invading opponents.

But this kind of battle does not last long. Although the wounds of the elf archers can heal in a very short time, their physical strength cannot be recovered in a short time. The entire Hefeng Continent, except for the singing of the elf royal family, There is no second race that can recover physical strength in a short time.

The physical strength of the archer was far inferior to that of the fighter. After half an hour of the battle, one of the archers finally could not support him, collapsed to the ground, and was eliminated.

When the first archer fell to the ground, a burst of exclamation erupted from the audience. Every elven tribe felt sorry for the fallen compatriots.

Soon, the second archer fell to the ground one after another, and then the third was a warrior. After receiving dozens of magical attacks in a row, he finally couldn't stand it, and fell down.

After that, the field is like a mowing field, where people are constantly forced to leave the field because of lack of physical strength or because of excessive injuries.

When the game lasted for forty minutes, there were only a few people left in the battle, most of whom were fighters.

The contest between the elven warriors is very pleasing to the eye, like a dance, the movements are smooth, elegant, and the tricks are close to the point, which makes people unconsciously feel that it is very dangerous.

Sitting in the audience, I can clearly see every movement of each of them, which can also show from the side that their strength is weaker than mine, and the weakness is not a little bit, but even so, their battle is still very exciting .

Twenty minutes later, finally, only two fighters were still standing on the field. They leaned on their weapons and gasped for breath, wounds and blood stains all over their bodies, but they still stood upright unyieldingly.

The two of them did not act on each other, because it was no longer necessary. Both of them belonged to the same team, and their team won the final victory.

After the scene, I walked outside the gate, and as I walked, I saw a familiar figure-Ren?

Keeping my eyes locked on the figure, I speeded up my pace and went straight to him until I walked out of the gate, and I couldn't catch up with the figure.

As I was looking around, not far away, someone was waving to me, it was Ren!

I walked over and said, "Are you watching the game too?"

"Watch every game."

"Aren't you an assassin?" I lowered my voice.

"Assassins also need to learn different fighting skills," Ren said: "The fighting skills of the elves are in line with what I want to learn."

"You appear so blatantly, are you not afraid of being noticed by the senior elves?"

"It has been noticed for a long time," Ren said: "It's a pity that the people sent to monitor me are weaker than me. As long as you pay attention and put a proper disguise, even if you pass by them, they won't recognize me. ."

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