Seeing Cui Yu and Dill looking at him with their mouths slightly open, Fang Yu just handed over the crystal in his hand and asked, "Want to learn?" They both nodded.
"This is a special kind of alchemy. It's very complex, but sometimes it works wonders."
The afternoon sun was shining through the light brown window, printing golden fragments on the side of Fang Plover's face. His voice was calm, neither slow nor slow, and had a reassuring feeling: "But time is limited, and I may not be able to teach you from the principles, so I can only teach you how to draw three of the formations."
Fang Yu looked at the two people: "Cui Yu needs to remember one of them, and Dill needs to remember at least two. As for how much you can learn, it depends on your respective abilities."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand. With the dark finger claws of Gu Wangzhi's pride, he dipped a little water and started drawing on the wooden table one stroke at a time.
The water has not penetrated the paint of the wooden table.
But the light reflected the amber color, and seemed to light up a golden thread in the eyes of the three people.
Just like in the months after the Hall of Thousand Doors, a similarly slender and powerful hand, stroke by stroke, drew the formula engraved in his memory.
The cafe was quiet for a moment.
The three of them watched quietly as the line slowly extended under Fang Yu's hands. The slightly fat boss didn't know any alchemy, but the previous scene was deeply imprinted in his mind. Cui Yu and Dill only looked at each other for a moment, then swallowed uneasily.
Their foreheads were glistening with beads of sweat.
…
Virus was holding the form in his hand and looked up. The schedule information had been refreshed on the big screen.
The next semi-finals were no longer divided into separate games, but two games one after another. They drew the first draw, and their next opponent was Ragnarok. Staff are surrounding them, negotiating with them about site and material preparation.
However, Virus's expression was neither helpless nor helpless, but his pursed lips seemed to form a straight line that would never rise even half an inch. The projection crystal in the hand of the alchemist in the distance captured this scene in the sky, causing this iceberg beauty to arouse awe in the square.
"It's Virus!"
"Ahhh, she is really a goddess!"
"I'm just here for the goddess, come on Elite!"
In the community, there was also joy in the live broadcast room.
The Stargate China Division has the broadcast rights for this exhibition match.
It's just that no one paid attention to the qualifiers before, and the Super Competitive League only sent reporters to report on the matter for a few days. These reports ended up being nothing more than a few pieces of news in the community.
But for today's three games, the community has already released previews. It is said that Her Royal Highness Princess of Silver Vislan and Elite's Virus will lead the team. At this moment, there is actually a lot of popularity in the live broadcast room.
Of course, it is not as grand as those top events, but the appeal of the First and Second Guilds is still enough to gather hundreds of thousands of spectators - most of whom are fans of Silver Vislan and Elite. Using colors to express positions, the discussion area was filled with silver and light cyan barrages——
Wandering horses are one of them.
However, as a scenery anchor, he is neither a die-hard fan of Silver Vislan nor a die-hard member of Elite. Of course, he likes both guilds, but he is not a fan yet. Last time he helped the officials in El Pasin and achieved good results, the Super Sports officials also gave him a special privilege to continue broadcasting subsequent mainland league-related games.
In his heart, he actually doesn’t know when exactly he started to be interested in super competition——
Over the past few days, he has watched many classic games from the past many times.
So much so that his fans joked that he was going to transform into a competitive anchor.
It's just that it's a joke. Over the past few months, many of his original fans have dispersed because of this - many people complained that he had lost his head. Wandering Ma was not aware of this in his heart.
But he still couldn't let go.
El Pashin's game that day.
The hot blood surging in his chest felt like it was about to spurt out, and his throat became dry involuntarily, as if something had entered his eyes, holding back tears.
He would never forget the emotions he felt at the turn of that late summer and early autumn.
It’s just that few people noticed——
Every game he watched was a classic confrontation between China and foreign countries in history.
When he saw the rise of that dynasty and the end of an era, he truly realized that he seemed to have missed the best era. While he wasn't paying attention, something slipped away quietly.
Looking back, he realized that the Chinese Division had such a magnificent history. What he had heard about in the past was now more real.
Fortunately, many of his fans left, but he also gained many new fans.
Because there will always be like-minded people who come together.
Most of the comments in the live broadcast room were discussing Virus, the 'goddess who never smiles'. Her reputation as an icy beauty extends far beyond the Super Competitive League. Before paying attention to super sports, Wandering Horse had actually heard of Virus's name.
But at the moment, that's not what he's focusing on.
At this time, some people in the live broadcast room also noticed that Ragnarok eliminated Silver Vislan in the previous schedule. Many people's first reaction was disbelief.
Wandering Ma'er is also a little surprised. He is a meticulous anchor and likes to do homework. He naturally knows the strength comparison between Ragnarok and Silver Vislan. However, in competitions, there are wins and losses, and upsets are not uncommon.
But he flipped through the schedule and couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Ragnarok's next opponent.
The audience in the live broadcast room was also happy when they saw it.
"Holy shit, Ragnarok is so unlucky."
"Haha, I was lucky enough to defeat the little princess. I didn't expect that the next opponent would be even more ruthless."
"Hey, it's really disappointing. I heard that Silver Wisland is led by the little princess, so I came to watch this game——"
"Brother, don't worry, watch Goddess Virus avenge the little princess right away."
There was a lot of ridicule in the live broadcast room.
It's not that Odin's popularity is so dismal that he can't even find a few loyal fans. But the contrast between Ragnarok and Elite is so disparate that even outsiders watching the schedule couldn't help but mourn a few seconds of silence for the young people in Ragnarok.
First they bumped into Silver Veslan, and then they met Elite. Did Ragnarok's team members go out without looking at the almanac?
The wandering horse looked through the previous game records and couldn't help but shake his head. He saw that Ragnarok had a narrow victory over Silver Vislan, and the narrow victory was mostly due to luck. It seemed that this team had stopped here.
"But I heard that the other half of the area is a military team. Where did that Shadow Throne appear?"
"New Southern Alliance, haven't you heard? It's very popular recently."
"Grand Guild?"
"No, it was originally a little-known little guild."
"Then this grouping is really interesting. We entered Zone B and walked one or two players."
"That's not necessarily true. The Shadow Throne was created after the Rose Crusaders were eliminated."
"There are so many upsets in this kind of small competition."
People were talking a lot and making comments about the professional selectors.
Although Wandering Ma didn't agree with everyone's opinions, he just laughed at them. He had an easy-going nature, which was why he was loved by people. He looked at the live broadcast room and noticed something moving, so he typed to remind everyone that the game might be entering a ban phase.
Everyone fell silent.
Sure enough, the commentator in the official live broadcast room had already obtained the information and began to analyze the lineups of both sides. The two specially invited guests at the scene were holding their own opinions, each with their own opinions on Ragnarok's possible tactics.
One of the parties believes that in order for Ragnarok to defeat the weak and the strong, it must use unexpected tactics and attack from directions that Elite has never thought of in order to have a chance of survival. Another person was dismissive of this, thinking that for a team like Elite, there are no surprises at all, and they should honestly study the opponent's weak links and use Tian Ji's horse racing strategy to find a chance of victory.
However, the two guests talked lively, and Wandering Ma could tell that they were actually optimistic about Elite. The reason why the analysis is clear and logical is actually just for the effect of the program. He is the anchor himself, so he is naturally familiar with this.
You can't say that Ragnarok is doomed and should be carried down to die, the next one. Aside from offending people, what suspense is there about this game?
It's just two guests talking nonsense here, and the live broadcast room is even more lively. Except for a few people who were foolishly discussing how Ragnarok could defeat Elite, most of them were talking about the guest dishes and talking nonsense.
The two guests had excellent psychological quality. In the face of a lot of scolding, they remained calm and continued to talk nonsense for a long time.
The stray horses couldn't help but laugh and cry.
However, in terms of the ban, it was Ragnarok who came out first. But as soon as the results came out, there was a commotion in Elfendo Square, because people in the square could see the results first from the projection in the sky——
Then the result of Ragnarok's ban was transmitted to the live broadcast room.
The commentator only glanced at it, then distributed two copies of the information with a strange look on his face and handed them to the two guests respectively. The two guests who were discussing enthusiastically looked down and their voices stopped immediately.
The two looked at each other and were both speechless for a moment.
At this time, the commentator made a gesture and asked the staff to put the banned result in the lower left corner of the live broadcast room:
Ragnarok - Ban large devices, select plugins, crystals.
Elite - ban on fairies, choose magic weapons, and be flexible in construction.
As soon as the results came out, there was an uproar in the live broadcast room——
It's not that the result is so bizarre, on the contrary, it's that it's too ordinary. It's so ordinary that they seem to be two teams that don't understand each other at all, making the most conservative choices - banning large devices, banning elf users, choosing plug-ins, choosing magic tools, choosing flexible structures and crystals.
Almost every option is an ordinary option. What are the most popular subjects for ordinary alchemists? Potions, Fairies, Large Equipment and Dragon Knights are among the top four. And what is the field that ordinary alchemists are most familiar with?
It is the magic guide, plug-in, crystal and flexible structure.
For Elite, being conservative is a matter of course, because they can crush their opponents in any field and don't need to make surprise choices.
But what is Ragnarok's choice? Plug-ins and crystals, even Wandering Ma was stunned when he saw this option. His first instinct was that Ragnarok's people had abstained. They had no chance of winning in these two fields.
The keyboard players in the live broadcast room even cursed loudly. For a while, the people in Ragnarok were dizzy. There were rumors of match-fixing and spinach buying. However, the wandering horse knows that the last option is almost impossible. After all, the odds between Elite and Ragnarok have already fallen to the sky.
But for some reason, when he saw this result, a strange thought suddenly flashed in his mind.
Could there be twists and turns in this game?
Even he himself couldn't believe this idea.
…
It took a long time for Fang Plover to finish the last stroke.
He calmly raised his head, looked at the two people in front of him, and asked, "How is it? How many did you remember?"
Dill frowned and said nothing. Cui Yu also seemed to be fished out of the water, sweating profusely. He shook his head with some exhaustion: "I can't remember everything, it's too complicated. I can only guarantee 80% to 90% at most..."
"It's almost done," Fang Yu glanced at his communication crystal. There was a message from his soul fingerprint on it, telling him the result of the ban. This ban was arranged by him, and Elite seemed confident enough and did not take any action against him.
It seems that both sides have the same intention, and both intend to have a head-on confrontation. For him, this is good news, it means that both Cui Yu and Dill can attack in the areas they are best at.
He told the two of them the result. After hearing this, Dill raised his eyebrows and asked: "...This magic circle seems to use an indirect method to alchemy. It first uses the magic circle to purify the ether, and then uses the ether to carve it." Arrays and purification materials... I feel that it should be easier for elementalists or magicians to master it than for us."
Cui Yu also nodded: "The purified ether has great advantages in carving formations and refining materials. The impact of impurities in the materials and ether itself can almost be completely ignored. Unfortunately, such alchemy is too complicated... The accuracy is too difficult to control, otherwise wouldn’t it be possible to achieve polarization properties?”
This was an alchemy that neither of them had ever heard of.
So much so that when they looked at the crooked magic circle they had drawn, they all looked at Fang Plover somewhat inexplicably.
Fang Plover nodded.
He was also a little surprised. It seemed that these two people were more talented than he thought. Ragnarok had found a treasure this time. The future achievements of these two newcomers in their team would never be inferior to MTT. With wood blue.
However, he also realized the importance of a guild training system. He felt that Cui Yu and Dill were actually not inferior to the many talents he had seen along the way. Even in Silver Vislan, the two of them should be considered the best. .
But in Ragnarok, their prospects are obviously much more limited than those of Sophie's men.
"If I have a chance," he thought for a moment and said, "I will teach you again."
Both of them nodded.
"Thank you." Dill said in a very rare voice.
Cui Yu's lips moved and he only blushed a little.
Obviously they all understand what kind of opportunity this is for them.
However, Fang Yu didn't care. He put away the communication crystal and took a look at the square outside. "There are still a few minutes left. While you are walking, think about the previous formation. Don't be too nervous. We always have a chance to win--"
He turned around and thanked his boss again.
The slightly fat middle-aged man scratched his head and couldn't help but ask: "Actually, I also think you can win. Could you please leave a signature or something here? If you win the championship, I would like it too." Bragging—"
Fang Yu couldn't help but smile and waved his hand:
"Let's talk about it after we win the championship."
The three of them walked out of the cafe.
…
"They're coming out."
One of the selectors suddenly poked his companion.
The other selector raised his head and watched Fang Pliong and the other two people walking out of the cafe. Then, using the cover of the stand-up collar of their windbreakers, he whispered: "Attention, all groups, the target has appeared, and now they are back in the square."
"I repeat -"
Su Changfeng closed the crystal, and the sound coming from inside stopped abruptly. He also raised his head and looked in that direction.
On the field, the staff had just finished taking the last video of the Elite players. At this time, they turned the projection crystal and captured the separated crowd and Fang Plover and his group who were walking into the square into the frame.
There was no disturbance in the square.
But the moment the wandering horse saw Fang Plover, he couldn't help but lost his voice: "Ah——"
He's pretty good.
His live broadcast room had already exploded at that moment.
"Holy shit, it's him!"
An identical barrage was flying across the screen.
…
Set a small goal first, such as remembering in 1 second: Shukeju
