The soldiers who gradually formed a row gradually appeared in the chaotic crowd. The calm appearance that seemed not to be affected by the chaos at the scene also gave Duan Qing the illusion of returning to daily life for a moment. Looking at this
The gray-robed magician in the scene then pressed the magic mark in his hand heavily on the surface of the stone platform, and the voice he raised again brought a bit of inexplicable calmness: "Ahem...it's all here."
Yes, it seems that I need to say a few words at this critical moment——"
"What nonsense! Start now!" Before the magician could speak again, Asahi Dongsheng, who was standing in front of Duan Qing's right and was trying to maintain order, made a difficult voice under his own efforts: "Where did you learn that?
Those bad habits outside! Save me some time! Do you think we are easy now?"
"Okay, let's make a long story short." Then Duan Qing raised his head with a wry smile, and the sight he didn't know where to direct gradually overlapped with the shadow cast by the floating island above: "No matter what is happening outside
What happened? How long have you been waiting? Our game will start again soon, and this time we will not use the group brawl mode to prevent any new unexpected situations from happening."
"Those who heard my name read out, please come forward." He gestured to the others present, and at some point a list appeared in his hand: "The portal has started to operate.
After stepping into the gate, you will still enter that strange black space——"
"Wait a moment."
Amidst the humming that was still ringing around and the fierce condemnation that never stopped in the distance, the rebuttal voice finally sounded at the end of the team of warriors standing side by side. It had been planned long ago.
One of the warriors who was standing together unconsciously, one of the soldiers with a bandage on his head, then took off his serious expression and took a step forward to be in full view of the crowd: "Before that, I have one more question."
"It's Lord Mi Si." After recognizing the identity of the soldier who interrupted him, Duan Qing's expression did not show any sullenness or disgust: "What, what do you have to say?"
"I will not speak on behalf of my tribe. This is not in line with the rules we set at the beginning." Shaking his head, Mi Si's face that also looked a little haggard was also caught by the two flashes in his eyes.
His eyes were concealed: "But I remember that after the last competition, all of you also promised me and the other qualified candidates present something."
"That's the meeting with the divine envoy - you must still remember it, right?" As the warriors from other tribes lined up around nodded at the same time with their majestic looks, the warrior with a vicissitudes of expression gradually lowered his head.
: "We have been looking forward to this glorious moment. I and the other warriors present must have countless things to say to the envoy of God at this time - I wonder if the envoy can meet our request?"
"..."
Looking back at the face of the warrior representing the Zhuang Si Clan with meaningful eyes, Duan Qing seemed to have fallen into deep thinking, and all kinds of whispered discussions followed the silence shown by the messenger.
Like the crowd around him, the air was about to move: "No, that's right, if I could see the Lord God Envoy again -"
"No, that person is not an envoy of God. The real envoy of God has already appeared at the previous Barish Conference, and he is also her enemy!"
"But regardless of whether that existence is the divine envoy you and I are talking about, it is not an opponent of the Lord of the Floating Island. From this point of view, isn't she a more powerful existence than the divine envoy?"
"No matter what you think, being able to move an entire land directly to the sky out of thin air must be something that only a messenger of God can do! I believe she is the real messenger of God!"
"I'm really flattered to have the support of so many people."
The person who calmed down this impassioned discussion was not Duan Qing, who was holding his chin thoughtfully, but the reverberation from the depths of the sky occupied by the Violet Tower directly above. The reverberation gradually condensed and took shape in the air, and finally
The image of the magic projection that transformed into Nasia once again appeared on the stone platform: "I'm sorry, but during this period of time, I have been involved in other unexpected mundane matters and I have not been able to take care of everyone present."
"It's not that my messenger doesn't want you to come to see me, but I really don't have that opportunity. Regarding this, I also ask you warriors not to blame them." It was obviously not the kind of projection that Duan Qing's companions pretended to be, using
The beautiful face with the magic lines outlining the image of Nasia also smiled slightly: "Of course, although we have got rid of those troubles now, we have encountered more... challenges, so we are holding this banquet.
The timing has to remain up in the air.”
"That's right, what the Lord God Envoy means is that more people are preparing to launch an attack on the final promotion quota for this selection ceremony." Duan stepped forward to say what she had not finished on behalf of Naxia.
Qing Ye then grinned: "The God Envoys who have returned to their positions have time to meet you formally, but the places for those so-called promotions no longer belong to you - according to our previous rules
, as long as there are still latecomers who claim to want to join our selection ceremony, then we will have to prepare a new round of selection battles for them."
"This rule is still in effect."
The gray-robed magician with his hands behind his back looked back at the previously promoted candidates standing side by side with indifferent eyes, and then looked around at the silent crowd: "Even now there are only qualified candidates left.
So are you."
"...In other words, what are we going to do next to deal with the challenges posed by these new challengers?" Looking behind him, the haggard look on Mi Si's face also swept away a little: "Although I myself
I’m not afraid of these challenges, but isn’t this way of dueling too hasty?”
"That's right, if people from the entire grassland want to come to our selection ceremony, then don't we have to beat everyone again?" Another soldier who lined up directly in front also yelled and raised himself.
Arm: "Isn't this selection ceremony going to be endless?"
"Of course it won't be endless. After all, we are not a place that accepts everyone." Duan Qing gestured to his arms with a smile, and pushed out Jian Beidong, who had been sitting idle behind him: "Competitions and duels.
It’s all about first-come, first-served. Since the person who arrives last, he should naturally have more convincing and powerful strength, so as not to waste our time.”
"……who is he?"
Looking up and down at the blinking swordsman that Duan Qing pushed out, the tribesmen gathered here finally raised their natural doubts: "What is he here for?"
"Come and say hello to everyone. Anyway, you will be here to accompany everyone for a long time." Duan Qing glanced in the direction of the phantom where Nasia was, and patted his sword Beidong.
On the back: "Don't be shy, we all think highly of you."
"Do you really think I'm some kind of toy that can be manipulated by others?" Jian Beidong glared at himself with a hint of resentment, and then waved his hands angrily like a deflated rubber ball: "
Forget it, I’m willing to accept defeat and I will fulfill my promise.”
"In short, this guy is our temporarily selected gatekeeper, the guy who is responsible for measuring the qualifications of every warrior who intends to participate in the selection ceremony." Showing his hands to the surroundings, Duan Qing smiled with satisfaction: "That's great.
, I can finally take off my title as gatekeeper."
"Get it clear, the person I lost to was her, not you." So Jian Beidong also made his own protest in time: "Why should I replace you as the gatekeeper of your Qingling Adventure Group? I have such a relationship with you.
Is it a good relationship? If you want me to condescend to such a third-way job, challenge me yourself!"
"Ahem... Don't underestimate this adventurer. This guy has fought with our Lord Angel for three hundred rounds without losing."
Duan Qing brushed off the topic with an awkward cough, and then used this sentence to arouse the surprise of everyone present: "Being able to be the evaluator and screener of our selection ceremony, you will naturally get the opportunity."
It’s the approval and recognition of our God’s envoy, isn’t it?”
"I hope you won't make my life boring." As Naxia Huimai nodded in agreement with this statement, Jian Beidong also looked down at the soldiers below the stone platform with a bit of contempt and disdain.
The look on his face: "If it weren't for Duan - it wasn't as powerful as the messenger said, I would have quit the competition midway."
"Wha, what?"
The looks of shock and disbelief soon disappeared in this brazen provocation. Several grumpy warriors jumped up from their seats: "Where are the adventurers who dare to look down on us? Look at me.
I’ll beat you until you have teeth all over the floor!”
"Okay, that's it."
No longer paying attention to the confrontation between the swordsman with his eyes closed and the clamoring tribal warriors, Duan Qing returned his expression and gaze to his side: "You can rest assured for now, there is this guy guarding you.
, it will take a while of hard work to get in front of you, the candidates."
"In other words, if the opponent can pass this level, it will be a hard battle for us." Pouring his lips, Mi Si looked back with a much more serious gaze: "Where is our competition?
conduct?"
"Enter the portal - I already said that at the beginning." Duan Qing raised his head and pointed behind him: "The God Envoy has prepared the venue for you, you can continue your fight.
"
"According to the customs of your duel ceremony, there must be a winner among you." The light gradually disappeared in the flicker of magic, and Violet's last words echoed far away in the sky: "We've arrived.
that time--"
"I can listen to any of your requests."
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There are no more unnecessary thoughts. The warriors who have already qualified for promotion have also entered the teleportation magic circle on the stone platform. One after another, the battles have disappeared with them in the Violet Tower.
The magic screen unfolded again, and it continued under the supervision of Violet, Duan Qing and others. The busy scene of the player responsible for recording and the people of the Sioux tribe also began to extend along the roads inside and outside the tower.
, accompanied by their hurried shouts to inform other staff inside and outside the field, informing the results of the game and preparing for the next game, but as before, more and more members of the large and small tribes gathered here.
, the focus at this time has been completely attracted by the one-sided killing battles on the other side: "——Weak."
"...Come again."
"My swordsmanship is too bad, next one."
"The strength is too weak, next one."
A few moves can determine the outcome. Jian Beidong, who stood proudly in front of the stone platform, used the long sword in his hand to repel all kinds of challengers who came to challenge one after another. It was like a ghost.
The strength and neat offensive and defensive moves also fully demonstrated the swordsman's strength, which was recognized by Nasia. At the same time, his yawning and increasingly obvious expression of lack of interest was also revealed: "Is it possible?
Isn’t there a worthy opponent?”
"With this little strength, you run up to me and scream - who gave you such courage?"
Once again, he slashed a tribal warrior who had just come over to challenge with a sword and flew him far away from the crowd. Jian Beidong finally extended his impatience to his own words and tone: "You guys can't really
Did you come here to pile up heads? If you want to use up my energy, you have to at least send a few decent guys to play."
"Very good, I like it very much."
A hearty voice then sounded from behind the crowd, and the sonorous and powerful footsteps and the momentum in the voice caused the tribe members present to separate to both sides, and the iconic wine bottle followed by Ya.
Gorens's action of drinking wine, he paused heavily in front of Jian Beidong on the stone platform: "Simple and simple, advancing and retreating at the same time - well, it seems that you are the kind of person who is good at using swords.
Is it?"
"I have been using the sword for more than thirteen years." Shaking the blade in his hand, Jian Beidong looked down unceremoniously at the Yagolon tribe leader in fur robes: "Although he is not as powerful as anyone, but
At least I still have some confidence in using the sword."
"There are quite a few people who use swords on the grassland, but due to the influence of equestrian skills and tactics, the way they use swords is often no different from cutting with swords and spears." He wiped his mouth and led the crowd.
Yagorens, who came forward with eyes, handed the wine bottle in his hand forward: "It is indeed rare to find people who can dance with a sword like you."
"It makes people very interested in competing with you."
He burst out laughing, and then announced to the surrounding people in a provocative voice.
This chapter has been completed!