[Sheng Ming beheads].
This is the only skill Lu Qingge can think of that can come in handy in this bullfighting game.
Unlike [Holy Sound Blessing], the skill form of [Holy Beheading] is instant and does not require chanting.
Lu Qingge did not have time to add the former ff to the wooden sword in his hand.
But the latter's basic attack enhancement is still in time.
next moment.
Snap!
The two wooden swords collided fiercely in the air.
"hiss!"
Zhao Zihua couldn't help but howl in his heart.
It hurts, it hurts so much.
He can feel it.
The moment the two sword blades collided, a huge shock was transmitted from the blade.
It was an impact that seemed to break his wrist and forearm on the spot.
Buzz!
In the high-frequency vibration of the sword body, Zhao Zihua's fingers softened and he lost his strength in an instant.
I'm numb...
Snap!
The wooden sword fell to the ground covered with gravel and dust.
If you observe it carefully, you will even find that there are several fine cracks on its sword body.
Haha!
And seeing this scene.
All the other veterans who were sitting around and watching forcefully were frightened.
A huge, gasping sound sounded from the crowd.
——[shoot down weapon]!
It's like being [disarmed].
Once a player's weapon is [shot down], the duel is basically over.
Especially in a game like bullfighting.
Before the penalty time for weapon change ends, your opponent has already knocked you to the ground.
——Just like Lu Qingge did. .
It was among the weapons that [shot down] Zhao Zihua.
He strode forward without any pause or hesitation.
He waved the wooden sword in his hand, aimed at Zhao Zihua's Tianling Gai, and struck out with a powerful sword from top to bottom.
And in the sight of the latter.
He only saw a black columnar shadow coming towards his face, and then quickly approached.
Snap!
"Ouch!!!"
It was as if a bundle of grenades had detonated in his skull.
The huge pain made Zhao Zihua scream uncontrollably.
At the same time, his eyes darkened.
The whole person was knocked to the ground, face down, and was viciously thrown like a dog.
And Lu Qingge didn't stop there.
He strode forward again, swung the wooden sword in his hand, and prepared to launch another fierce attack on Zhao Zihua who was lying on the ground.
After all, Lu Qingge knew that this was his only chance.
The fact that he was able to defeat Zhao Zihua in this duel was entirely due to [Sheng Ming's Beheading].
If it weren't for the [Enhanced Basic Attack] bonus of this sword.
So no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't shoot down Zhao Zihua's weapon.
But the cooldown time of [Sage Beheading] is a full sixty seconds long.
That is to say.
If we don't take advantage of this moment to completely overthrow Zhao Zihua.
When the latter recovers, he has absolutely no chance.
A lv30 swordsman.
Even a stupid player who doesn't know any tricks or skills can kill himself even if he swings a few swords blindly.
Can you do whatever you want if you have a high level?
Yes, high levels can really do whatever they want...
Under the absolute crushing of numerical values, any fancy tricks
The operation of the whistle is nothing more than a paper tiger.
However, just when Lu Qingge's wooden sword was about to fall again.
[Ding! ]
[Player Zhao Zihua has admitted defeat! ]
[This duel is over! ]
[Winner: Lu Qingge! ]
[…]
Before Lu Qingge could make a move.
The system has already broadcast a prompt sound, announcing the end of the duel.
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Zhao Zihua slumped on the ground, raising his two empty hands upward.
The buttocks are also subconsciously moving backward.
"Stop fucking hitting me again!"
"I voted, I already voted!"
Zhao Zihua stared at Lu Qingge with red eyes, his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he shouted menacingly.
Lu Qingge squinted his eyes speechlessly, wondering how you could say such cowardly words in such a strong tone...
At this moment, the faces of the onlookers also showed quite shocked expressions.
——Lost?
Their Brother Hua actually lost like this?
And the one who lost was actually a young man?
Even, one sword is OK!
Simply incredible!
"What level is this kid at?"
"Tsk!"
"To be able to chop Brother Hua down so badly with one sword, he definitely can't be a rookie who hasn't [transferred jobs] yet..."
"Yes, in my opinion, the minimum level must be lv25, otherwise it would never be possible to have such power!"
"But it would be too outrageous if you have reached level 25 and haven't changed jobs yet..."
"..."
Chirping sounds continued to sound among the crowd.
After K ended, Lu Qingsinger's sword and Zhao Zihua's shot down were both instantly recovered by the system.
Zhao Zihua supported the ground and stood up unsteadily.
After quickly looking around at the expressions of the other team members, Zhao Zihua's expression became a little unsightly.
"Ahem..."
"This... this kid is okay."
Zhao Zihua cleared his throat and muttered:
"I was a little careless just now and didn't dodge his attack."
"Sorry, brothers."
Hearing this, the veterans around him could only comfort Zhao Zihua with a wry smile.
Although they did have some resentment in their hearts, they couldn't say much...
After all, when Zhao Zihua asked for their opinions just now, they all agreed personally.
It would be a bit unreasonable if he regretted it at this time.
"No."
"Brother Hua, that's too much."
"I felt it just now."
"Brother Hua deliberately let me down when he was dueling me."
Lu Qingge said with a smile:
"Otherwise, I might not even be able to walk the ten rounds ahead of Brother Hua."
"Ahem! Ahem..."
Zhao Zihua was choked all of a sudden and hurriedly waved his hands and said:
"No, it's nothing..."
"If that's the case, then according to the rules we set before, Brother Hua, do you think it's time to...?"
Lu Qingge deliberately lengthened the end of his words and at the same time sent hints to Zhao Zihua with his eyes.
"Ahem, that's right!"
"We all know the rules!"
"We are all good brothers, so of course we have to talk about it!"
"Besides, my brothers and sisters are not the kind of people who can't afford to play, right?"
When he said these words, Zhao Zihua's tone seemed not very energetic.
at the same time.
He also glanced at the other comrades sitting around with a somewhat guilty look.
What else can be said?
Nothing can be done.
The other veterans could only get up from the ground, either willingly or unwillingly.
Then he left the bonfire sparsely. This is where they were originally going to be stationed tonight.
As they passed by, there were several veterans among them who raised their middle fingers towards Zhao Zihua rather unkindly.
Zhao Zihua had no choice but to whistle and pretend not to see it.
After all the veterans in this circle got up and walked away.
Lu Qingge just waved to the group of second-year classmates standing not far away, motioning them to come over.
The second grade students all hesitated for a while.
After confirming that there was indeed no danger, they walked over and sat down next to the bonfire.
But even so.
There is no way a bonfire can accommodate so many students.
So after the first lap was full of people.
After that, the students could only stand outside helplessly, looking at Lu Qingge helplessly.
It looks like a group of Xiu Gou waiting for their master's favor...
in their eyes.
At this moment, Lu Qingge already resembled a big brother.
After all, this territory was taken over by Lu Qingge.
Just now, Lu Qingge took out 50,000 yuan in chips to challenge Zhao Zihua.
There were even several students who secretly teased him for not overestimating his abilities.
Therefore, at this time, they naturally did not dare to speak, nor did they dare to grab the front seat.
They could only stand in the outer circle in a daze, waiting with a guilty conscience for their big brother Lu Qingge to speak.
However, the fact is that Lu Qingge didn't notice their existence at all.
What he is thinking about now is what will happen next.
Camp No. 6 is the closest forward position of the Western Legion to [Kazarin].
And it is said that their off-campus experience has something to do with [Kassalin].
Then this explains it.
They may have to spend the next period of time in Camp 6.
In this case.
Every night from now on, they will have to face this dilemma.
Zhao Zihua and the others suffered a loss tonight, and they will definitely not do the same thing next time.
So what they need to worry about now is how to spend tomorrow night.
After a while, Lu Qingge looked up and found a large group of classmates standing outside.
"Sit down."
"Everyone, let's squeeze together."
"Sorry, I'll probably just have to make do with it tonight."
Lu Qingge said.
After getting Big Brother's permission, everyone sat down as if they had been forgiven.
The dangerous veterans have stored enough [wild wolf meat] to satisfy their needs.
Tonight's dinner is finally settled.
"Brother Lu."
"I think I figured something out."
Chen Xun muttered while chewing a piece of roasted wolf meat:
"I'm afraid, this is the difficulty of the off-campus experience arranged by the college this time."
"The academy threw us into Camp 6, maybe just to let us go to the forward position and experience the feeling of the battlefield up close and personal."
"So the part where I was bullied by the camp veterans might have been part of their plan."
Lu Qingge nodded:
"It's indeed possible."
"But that's not surprising."
"Every great adventure
Risk takers will experience this when they are young. "
"Compared to the dangers in the real wild environment, the hardships in the camp are actually nothing at all."
"Brother Lu, your mentality..."
"It's too much to look at..."
Chen Xun said with a mournful face: "I understand everything after all, but I just don't like those old people!"
"I'm not happy either."
"But what's the use of being upset?"
Lu Qingge shrugged and said calmly:
"Either, just endure it and hold it in."
"Or, become stronger than them."
"When that time comes, they may be the ones who are unhappy."
At this time, Xia Yubing said:
"Speaking of -"
"I seem to have heard before that the regiments in the Western Region seem to be thorny ones who are not easy to discipline."
Everyone was confused: "How to say?"
"I don't know, I heard it from my father before."
Xia Yubing said:
"That's about it."
"The players here in the Western Region Corps seem to have been reluctant to obey the management of the Holy Grace City General Military Headquarters."
Chen Xun answered:
"It's quite normal."
"When the Western Legion was first established, the members it recruited were a group of low-quality adventurers."
"Either they are the bastards with the lowest overall grades in the Brave Academy, or they are some rookies whose strength is simply not comparable to the players of the same period."
"So when they were assigned to the Western Region Corps, it was normal for them to be resentful and difficult to manage."
"Oh~"
Milani's little head tilted: "Is this the same as when we were studying in the past, and those classes for poor students who were difficult to teach were the same?"
"Well, that's pretty much what it means."
Chen Xun nodded.
"Then if they don't obey the General Military Headquarters, who will they obey?"
Milani asked again curiously.
"Mulen Castro."
Xia Yubing said a person's name:
"The current commander of the Western Legion."
"It is said that this character is not simple."
Chen Xun was confused again: "How to say?"
"There's nothing more to say."
Lu Qingge smiled and answered:
"The person who can make the players of the Western Legion willing to obey is not a simple little character."
"Oh, speaking of this, I forgot to ask last time."
Chen Xun glanced around, then lowered his voice and said:
"I've heard of it before in the academy."
"Mulun, is the former vice president of our college, Matthew's father?"
As soon as the words came out, no one picked up the answer.
Lu Qingge has also heard of such a thing.
Even this gossip had spread in the class as early as when he was in first grade.
At that time, everyone was spreading rumors that Matthew had a little background.
But in the final analysis, this is just a rumor, and it has not been confirmed yet.
However, Xia Yubing spoke:
"right."
Xia Yubing nodded and answered in the affirmative:
"Mulun is Matthew's father."
"Fuck!"
Chen Xun was startled and his eyes widened:
"No wonder they all say that!"
"The commander of the Western Region Corps is already a big job!"
"Let's not talk about anything else for now."
"At least the commanders of the city corps have the right to control the gates of Holy Grace City!"
"I heard before that many businessmen who were engaged in black business had to stuff a lot of stuff into them if they wanted to go in and out of Holy Grace City.
Where's the money! "
"Just relying on this income, I don't know how much I make every year."
"Shh, keep your voice down!"
"We are still on their territory!"
"..."
