Chapter 49 Preliminary Competition (Part 1)
After coming back, the message is here.
It is a voice message: "Mr. Fang, your reply has been received. Please register at the designated website and receive the participating information."
Reading this information and checking the date, it was already the day when the competition started, and it was almost time to officially start. Although the registration was allowed to be extended for half an hour after the start of the game, I guess Jingshe was already in a hurry, and Fang Xin couldn't help thinking.
However, he even thought of Xiao Bing's conversation that day.
Are you qualified and qualified? Xiao Bing's slightly helpless expression appeared before her.
Sinking into the nutritional warehouse, there was a virtual scene in front of me.
A bright moon rose in the air and was about to set off the mountain. After hanging behind the forest shadow, a morning glow appeared in the distance. It was undoubtedly time for the official competition.
There was a door in the distance, so Fang Xin walked in.
"Are the VIPs also here to participate in this Qingteng Cup Kendo Competition?" an old man asked.
“That’s right.”
"What is your name?"
In fact, the name is the only one that can be changed. Others include the nutritional warehouse password, his age and gender... they are all directly linked. At this moment, Fang Xin thought about it and filled in the "Green Jade Gourd".
Suddenly, the system prompted: "This name has not been used, are you sure?"
"Confirm!" Fang Xin directly pressed OK.
"Dingdang, your registration was successful. The system scans. Do you need to modify your face?"
"No." The face modification was actually just an increase or a decrease of 10%. Fang Xin directly pressed OK, and then entered the competition network, and sent his own name and confirmed information to the main line of Jingshe. After a few seconds, several messages were sent in succession.
It is obvious that An Yijing Club is already anxious.
Fang Xin opened it and glanced at it. There was no special information, but a piece of information on the competition system attracted attention. It turned out that the organizer of the competition was of course not as appeal as the imperial government. In order to attract contestants as much as possible, he implemented a point bonus system. The most important one was the bonus points system of 1.2 times the winning streak.
1.2 times? The competition party really dared to promise that the skills shown in the Piaotianyi Network competition can actually be achieved in reality. Therefore, the success of the competition represents its real achievement. In this way, it might be better to create a myth. Although the empire hides dragons and tigers, every day, Fang Xin feels the benefits of washing the marrow after the marrow. If it weren't for one time, he should have cultivated at least half a year to achieve a new balance and development of the human body, otherwise it would have been the third time.
"Dingdang, the scan is over, your name enters the random loop of the region. You are now c-3651. Are you entering the competition now?"
"Yes!" Fang Xin pressed yes without hesitation.
Of course, he didn't know that at this moment, Xiao Bing, who had obtained the news from some channel, also entered the nutrition warehouse and gave him a visit.
"The competition begins!"
It is obvious that the organizers do not have the financial resources of the Empire, and can transform different virtual scenes in each game. In other words, at least in the selection area of ​​novices, they are unwilling to waste resources so much. You must know that the money spent on a completely virtual scene is calculated per second. What's even more terrifying is that the early newcomer competition is considered hundreds of thousands of people. The money spent on so many virtual scenes is simply astronomical, so they use a very simple and very old-fashioned model - the ring!
Almost all the same white light, the two of them fell on the ring, Fang Xin concentrated his mind, held the hilt of the sword, and then rushed towards the other side with a rhythmic pace.
Just by holding and moving, Fang Xin felt that the organizer did a good job in the most basic aspects - neural reflection, physical fitness calculation, weight calculation, and although there is no geographical and climate impact of virtual scenes, it is already good. After all, one is national and the other is business.
This kind of imminent momentum suddenly aroused the other party's tension. In general, in this case, it is mostly because the other party has great confidence or the other party is a rookie. It is obvious that the latter is unlikely.
When approaching, the other party let out an angry shout and rushed over.
Draw the sword, sting, and pull out.
Only a "puff" sound was heard, and the man who rushed over immediately rushed to the ground. According to the system's judgment, he was not dead for a while, but he had no resistance. Blood flowed all over the ground. The ten-second timer ended, and the body stopped moving. However, according to the organization's evil taste, the body did not disappear, but just lay there, blood splattered.
"Dingdang, you have won one game and earned 1 point. Do you want to go to the next game?"
"Carry the next battle and fight continuously!" Fang Xin said calmly, letting the system quickly arrange the next battle.
The second time he appeared, he saw the corpse, and he drew out his sword: "Wow! Look at me to knock you down!"
Fang Xin followed him forward, but the sword did not take back.
As he approached, the other party suddenly made a "ah" sound, rushed out, and then stabbed over. This was a sword technique, but Fang Xin just rushed over, and with the same stab, the sound of a long sword stabbing into the body: "Puff".
After stabbing, Fang Xin subconsciously exploded at the tip of the sword, then turned and twisted, and the wound suddenly torn apart.
"Oh!" The other party screamed and rushed to the ground. There was no time count for ten seconds, and the system directly judged that he was killed.
"Dingdang, you won the second straight game and earned 1.2 points!"
Since he had chosen to fight in a row, a white light flashed across Fang Xin's body, which was actually for recovery. However, Fang Xin's data body has not been injured yet, so it is useless.
When the third appeared, Fang Xin moved immediately.
The other party was wearing a swordsman robe, with muscles all over his body, and holding a long sword in his hand, so he naturally had a kind of intense spirit.
"I didn't expect to meet a master in the first game, please!" He said with a serious expression, holding the sword tightly in his hand, and his eyes met Fang Xinyi, and sparks suddenly appeared.
"It's a pity that you met me!" Fang Xin said calmly. The novice preliminary round-trip competition was held in groups of ten people, and five round-robin competitions were held. At the same time, there were 300,000 applicants, so they arranged randomly and met the master in the first game, which was considered unlucky.
"Hmph!" The other party did not get angry, but his hands relaxed a little, and he held the hilt of the sword without loosening or tightening, and began to step forward, with light steps on the ground, but he felt like he was walking on the waves and floating. The other party was a man who practiced regular swordsmanship.
Fang Xin still stepped forward steadily.
The battle was very short. As soon as they approached, the two of them took action almost at the same time. Then, Fang Xin jumped backwards, and a muffled groan came. The other party took a step back and swayed for a moment, but did not fall.
Fang Xin was not injured at all. A piece of blood flowed out of the other party's chest, not the fatal wound. Therefore, for a while, the other party did not attack again. He looked down at his wound, with a strange expression.
"Hello, Qingyu Gourd, I didn't expect to meet a master like you, which school you are from?"
“I practiced the tragic sword technique.”
"The Yuemen Sword Art? Is the senior brother of Yuemen who is in the seniority?"
"No, I haven't officially started yet. I learned from Jingshe." Fang Xin replied, and then he noticed that the other party's name was "Donghai Zaozi Jiansan"
"Can the sword technique learned in Jingshe practice this level?" The other party looked at him in disbelief and wanted to say something, but because of excessive bleeding, the system judged that he died, and fell to the ground and did not move.
"Dingdang, you won the third game in a row and got 1.2 points!" This is because you are now 1 point, and after entering the second cycle, the score is one-third of the opponent. Therefore, in fact, if you lose three times in a row, you will be eliminated.
There were seven more people, and this accident did not occur. Fang Xin almost killed him. No one could win in one go. It would only take half an hour to wait until the game was over.
The points reached 11.8 points, and today's game ended.
"Dingdang, you won ten consecutive games, with a total score of 11.8 points, becoming the sixth place in the national competition. The system adds 100 points to you. Your current points are 111.8 points. The competition today has all ended. Thank you for your participation."
Fang Xin came down and looked at it. No matter what, the Qingteng Cup was targeted nationwide, so there were not few people who won ten consecutive games. In fact, everyone was 11.8 points, tied for the first place. The only thing was the speed issue. Fang Xin's speed was also quite fast, but there were still five in front of him.
At the end of the game, a lot of information was sent. Fang Xin opened it and saw that all other information that had nothing to do with it was simply read and deleted. Several messages caught his attention. The first was the congratulatory letter from Jingshe, the second was the "Donghai Zaozi Jiansan", and Xiao Bing's congratulatory letter.
Chapter completed!