Lu Yuan suddenly thought: Could the uncle be here too? It would be a good thing if we were really here!
He immediately asked: "Have you heard that they captured an alchemist?"
The old man said: "Team masters generally only capture combat-type monks. Logistical monks such as weapon refining and alchemy refining are unlikely to be captured."
It seems that we can only try our luck.
Uncle Master, you must survive! I still expect you to refine this elixir!
well! What am I thinking about? Whether he can run away or not is a question.
He tried to meditate and adjust his breath, but found that his Dantian was tightly blocked and only sporadic Qi threads entered his body.
With only such a small amount of profound energy, it would be difficult to save one's life, let alone break through the level.
The middle-aged man seemed to be the leader of this team. He said to the old man whose face was full of curses: "Old Curse, during the battle tomorrow, you will hide at the end and focus on the opponent to attack from a distance."
Curse Lao nodded.
"Thief, you pick up the person on the other side who can't help but hit you, and get close to him. Prioritize the long-range attack, and cooperate with Mr. Curse."
The thin man replied: "Understood!"
Only then did Lu Yuan realize that these people called each other by fancy names.
"Dahu, when you take the front, you must pay attention to your movement, try to avoid injuries as much as possible, and don't be killed instantly by the opponent's concentrated firepower. The movement last time was still insufficient."
The bearded man replied in a sullen voice: "Okay! Then you will see what I have to say. What do you do about the headgear?"
The middle-aged man was the leader and wore leather armor, so he was nicknamed "Head Armor".
He said: "Let me ask this newcomer first. Hello, what is his name?"
"Lu Yuan, demon master."
The head armor said: "Then let's call you Xiao Lu. What are you good at?"
"Melee swordsmanship. But my sword was sheathed."
"We will have swords when the time comes. You wander behind Dahu, waiting for an opportunity to attack."
Lu Yuan nodded.
This is when teamwork is most needed.
The head armor whispered: "Then I will attract firepower from the side of Xiaolu and pay attention to protect my companions in the back row. Do you all understand your responsibilities?"
"Clear!" everyone said in unison.
"Okay! The day after tomorrow is the annual Heavenly Witch Festival. The master has given us a death order to annihilate the opponent's team. We, the Fire Wolf Team, must keep our spirits up and strive to survive!"
"good!"
Lu Yuan responded to everyone, and then asked: "What is the name of this master?"
Da Hu said: "We don't know his real name. We only know that he is from our Dayu Kingdom, and his name is General Lei. He is a fourth-level military advisor."
Why do people from Dayu hang out with foreigners?
He didn't think too much, he just sat cross-legged and meditated quietly, hoping to restore more profound energy.
In the evening, a foreigner with deep eyes, a high nose, and red hair came in to bring them food.
Because it was close to the competition, the food was much better than before.
Of course, this so-called much better one can really only be compared with the previous one.
No matter how good the prison food is, it is still prison food.
Lu Yuan ate as much as he could. You can't be picky at this point.
After the meal, everyone took a rest and were taken to a large school field for training.
This place is very big, including the Fire Wolves, there are five teams in total.
Team members of all sizes are training seriously.
The venue was filled with a strong smell of sweat, and there were constant calls.
The perimeter of the school grounds is filled with weapons, all for training purposes and not real weapons.
The head armor and the leaders of several teams nodded to each other and began to greet the team members for training.
Tonight is mainly about teamwork exercises. Although Lu Yuan's cultivation level was sealed, the powerful understanding brought by Qilin Heart has not disappeared.
He quickly mastered the skills of team fighting and integrated into the new team.
The head armor was surprised: "Xiao Lu, I didn't expect that you have a pretty good mind. It seems that we are likely to win this time."
"Is the other party strong?"
Mr. Ju wiped his sweat and said: "We don't know who the opponent is yet. But from what the master said, I feel that he will not be weaker than before, and it is very likely that he will be at the second level of nine-star cultivation. Because The day after tomorrow is the first game of the festival, we must win to boost our morale!"
The thief nodded and said, "If we can see through the enemy team's flaws immediately, our chances of winning will be much greater."
Dahu said: "Suppressing the level is the most common tactic. As long as it does not exceed level three, they will do whatever they want."
"Then let's finish our practice tonight. Xiao Lu is very good. I look forward to your official performance the day after tomorrow."
Everyone dragged their exhausted bodies back to the cells.
But as the competition is approaching, I can actually go to the bathhouse to take a bath today!
Everyone happily washed their bodies clean and slept soundly.
A night of silence.
The next day.
The five people came to the school field early in the morning for training.
Their Fire Wolves team was the first team to come.
After training for a while, other teams arrived one after another.
The whole venue was in full swing.
Soon, I heard someone shouting: "The master is here!"
The noisy school grounds suddenly became quiet.
Everyone knelt down in front of the school gate and shouted: "Meet the master!"
Lu Yuan saw everyone kneeling down. He didn't want to stir up trouble and didn't want to kneel down, so he quietly squatted behind them.
He looked up slightly and saw that the master was tall and burly, wearing armor and an iron mask, and his face could not be seen.
A large ax thrust diagonally behind his back covered almost his entire back.
Huge coercion came oncoming, making people feel suffocated, as if the god of war had descended!
With a sweep of his consciousness, he immediately sensed that this "master" was indeed a fourth-level, two-star military master, known as the "Bing Sect."
"Master" General Lei raised his hand and said solemnly and lowly: "Thank you for your hard work. Tomorrow is our first game. If you fight well, you will be rewarded!"
"Thank you, Master!" everyone shouted in unison.
General Lei said a few more words and then left the school grounds.
Everyone resumed training.
Warm-up training continued into the afternoon.
Everyone went back to rest early in the evening.
Da Hu was lying on the straw and suddenly said: "Master once said that if you fight well, you may be free again. I will perform well tomorrow!"
Mr. Ju sighed: "Do you still believe that nonsense? Look how many years I have been here."
"Haha, you can only find the reason from yourself."
"you!"
The head armor suddenly raised his voice a little: "The war is about to begin, do you still have the heart to quarrel? You don't want to live anymore, do you?! Shut up!"
The cell suddenly became quiet.
The head armor said slowly: "No matter what personal grudges you have, when you get into the fighting ring, forget everything and devote yourself to it! If I see that you are plotting against each other on the field, I will take care of you later!"
Everyone nodded: "Yes!"
Lu Yuan thought to himself: This headgear is still somewhat majestic and worth dating.
…
the next day.
Early in the morning, all the fighters under General Lei set off for their destination in large airships.
They took a total of three large ships.
Each airship can accommodate dozens of people. The hull is made of precious dragon roaring wood, which can withstand extremely strong storms and energy impacts.
It has no roof, and is blessed with a completely transparent mysterious shield on the outside. It not only transmits light, but also greatly blocks wind.
There are simple patterns painted on the inside and outside of the hull. The shipbuilding technology and artistic style are not like those of Dayu. They are probably the work of foreigners.
These alien races are not all barbarians, there are still some skilled craftsmen. Lu Yuan praised in his heart.
During the flight, he had been silently meditating to regulate his breath and prepare for the upcoming battle.
After flying for half a day, the big ship landed slowly.
Destination arrived.
The capital of the Kuishi Clan—Kuishi City!
Lu Yuan felt the incomparable vitality of this city in mid-air.
Although it is not as good as Changning City, the most prosperous city of the human race, it is not too far behind.
The airship found the designated parking spot and gradually landed.
Many alien races, Central Plains people, and even demon races are walking freely in this land full of life.
Lu Yuan was stunned by this scene.
He deeply felt that it would be a good thing if all the creatures in the world could find their own place.
But reality often does not tolerate such naive fantasies.
If the Yin demon is not eliminated, the human race will never have peace!
General Lei rode a tall horse at the front of the team. The fighters followed closely.
Behind prosperity there is always evil.
There were fighters who were accidentally left alone before and were later found dead in a secret smelly ditch in Kuishi City.
After some simple procedures, they have determined their opponents.
The first game was against the Mandrill Clan team.
This mandrill tribe sounds quite fierce from its name, but I wonder what its actual combat strength is? Lu Yuan thought to himself.
In the afternoon, the game officially begins!
The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling, and Lu Yuan followed the other members of the Fire Wolf Team onto the fighting field.
The surrounding audience cheered!
"Fire Wolf! Fire Wolf!"
After Lu Yuan's cultivation level fell, he had not really fought hard yet, and he didn't know what kind of strength he was.
The mandrill tribe's team also entered the scene.
"Carlo! Carlo!" Many spectators also shouted their team name.
Before the battle, the referee briefly explained the rules.
Both sides clasped their fists in greeting, and the duel officially began!
The Firewolves struck first. The old man in the back chanted the incantation, and a black air arrow suddenly stabbed out from his fingertips, accurately piercing the guy in the robe opposite him.
People wearing that kind of clothing are usually spell casters in the team, and they can't help but beat them.
At the same time, a burst of black smoke appeared around the thief, and he disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he was very close to Curse Lao's target.
A black-edged dagger instantly appeared in his hand, and with a twist of his wrist, he stabbed the opponent's chest hard.
The strong guard on the opposite side did not fully react and watched helplessly as daggers and air arrows stabbed the robed spellcaster.
"Keng! Keng!"
There were two sounds of gold and stone colliding.
The thief's palms felt numb.
He suddenly realized: It's over, he's been tricked!
After two sounds, the caster's robe was broken, revealing the thick armor underneath.
It's actually an iron warrior division!
The spell caster turned out to be a soldier pretending to be a soldier!
Military division is a very resistant profession. The two failed to attack and were about to change their tactics.
But the Carlow team is no good. Their guerrillas flashed nimbly and knocked the thief to the ground with an elbow.
Immediately, a silver finger tiger popped out of his fist and hit the thief on the head hard!
