"It seems that something happened in the stands. No. 287, he resisted the strange and humming punishment. He was crazily killing his teammates around him, and he has killed thirty people.
Hey, it’s actually a human race? I haven’t seen the human race that can cause such noise for a long time. It should have been more than two hundred years.”
“Two hundred and twenty-three years.”
"You remember it more clearly. Let me check the information on No. 287. This is a male human race, whose name is Feng Buzhi. There is no record of the highest trial evaluation of Thorn Hell. It seems that this is after he entered the first level.
The first trial.
I was so crazy about participating in the trial of Thorn Hell for the first time, which really made me cheer for him.
As for his highest trial evaluation on the Sinking Plain, let me take a look. His highest trial evaluation on the Sinking Plain is... Legend?"
"The player with legendary evaluation hasn't seen it in thirty years."
"I don't know where he got the legendary evaluation in the trial.
If you want to get a legendary evaluation in the [Hot Blood Football] trial, you must at least enter more than 120 goals and your winning contribution rate must reach more than 60%.
As a result, he is a serious act of weakening the strength of the camp. In addition to deducting basic points in the final settlement, the total score may also be 10% off.
So if he wants to get a legendary evaluation, he must increase this data by 20%.
This is not to consider the strange and humiliating punishment he has suffered now, which will definitely have some impact on him.
It seems that it is unlikely that he will get the legendary evaluation again in this trial, which is a pity.”
"Indeed, it's impossible for him to get a legendary evaluation in theory."
"To get a legendary evaluation, it not only requires strength, but also a certain amount of luck. Hey, No. 8 has arrived at the penalty area of the blue side with a football. No one noticed him, the ball entered!!!"
"The goal without any skill, but he scored, congratulations on No. 8."
"Congratulations to No. 8, he won the first goal of the 85964th [Hot Blood Football] trial. He did not have any celebration, but we still want to congratulate him, congratulations to Bru Hoff, our sheephead hero!
!”
As the football scored into the goal, the two commentators' strange low murmur suddenly increased.
Not only the two commentators, but also the entire football field was filled with violent and strange murmurs.
There are two kinds of violent and strange murmurs, one from the red side, like the cheers of victory; the other from the blue side, like the boo.
No matter the murmur, it caused trouble to the people present at the trial. Some aliens even covered their ears because of the murmurs too violently, and a small number of aliens unfortunately left the scene because of the murmurs.
Feng Weizhi ignored this.
He was still slowly killing the alien race in front of him. The two commentators thought his behavior was crazy, but Feng Fuzhi didn't think so.
The so-called madness generally refers to performing some illogical behaviors, and the emotional state is not very good during the process of performing these illogical behaviors.
His mood is very normal now, and his heartbeat frequency does not fluctuate. He even feels that this kind of killing behavior is a bit boring.
He just mechanically killed the alien race in front of him, or killed the alien race who was trying to attack him on both sides of the left and right.
Logically speaking, Feng Fuzhi could not leave his seat, and his killing range was at most a circle around him.
However, as Feng Buzhi killed the alien race in front, he would be teleported to the seat in front to fill the vacant seat in front.
Feng didn't know that the reason why he kept killing like this was because of this teleportation mechanism.
His serial number is 287. Although the serial number is relatively high, if you use the method of exchanging serial numbers to queue up slowly, you obviously don’t know how long it will take to play.
So he chose the safest and fastest method.
Now the trial of [Hot Blood Football] has officially begun, and there will be no new aliens to replenish their spaces.
In other words, if he can kill all the aliens from No. 12 to No. 286, then he will be the next player to play.
In this way, it took less than ten minutes, Feng Buzhi simply and neatly killed 270 alien races and came to the front of all the seats.
Almost every two seconds, an alien race dies. He delays in his seat teleportation in one of these two seconds, otherwise the efficiency of killing will be faster.
After all, the strength of these alien races is really bad. They are also at first level, far from comparable to those alien races in the ring space.
Otherwise, his killing speed may be twice as slow, and even waste some more time.
【Red Side 3: Blue Side 0】
【05:51:22】
Feng Fuzhi stood up and held the railing in front and glanced at the huge scoreboard on the left.
This scoreboard shows normal text, even ordinary aliens can understand it.
The twenty-two aliens on the field are not fools. They may not understand what the commentary said in a weird murmur, but they can understand the scoreboard scores.
After the Red Party No. 8 sneaked two goals in a row and grabbed the football for the third time, the Blue Party's Centaur No. 9 saw the clues. Before the Sheephead continued to score a secret goal, he suddenly rushed over and used a
He drifted back hooves and kicked the sheephead's head directly.
The centaur snatched the football and wanted to move it back. Unfortunately, the centaur's behavior was also discovered by the intentional people from the Red Party.
In the end, the Centaur's ball did not score and died tragically on the way forward. Then eleven members of the red and blue sides began a melee mode.
During the melee, the blue side lost another point.
In the football field, the melee between the red and blue sides became increasingly fierce. A troll wearing a blue vest kept vomiting blood. He tried to stand up twice, but never succeeded.
"The Blue No. 7 seems to be out of the way. After ten seconds of losing his ability to move, he will be eliminated. The human race Feng Buzhi, who just completed the 200-man kill, was replaced by him.
Although he has not played yet, Feng Fuzhi has proved his strength just now.
I can only say that he is worthy of being a legendary person, but I don’t know how long his strength can last and how his performance will be on the court.”
Accompanied by Xiaohong's words, Feng Buzhi received a strange murmur in his mind. These murmurs turned into words and appeared in front of him, like a light curtain.
【Discovered that No. 7 has lost its ability to move, No. 7 has been eliminated】
【You get a chance to play】
[Your number has been changed from substitute No. 287 to official No. 7]
The text on the light curtain kept beating.
The next moment, he entered the field.
Feng Fuzhi appeared at the position where No. 7 had just fallen to the ground. He looked at the stands on both sides, and then looked around for the positions of the two commentators.
It was vaguely, he finally felt something, and the two demon commentators should be on the side scoreboard.
Without thinking too much, Feng Buzhi turned his head and saw a pair of hostile gazes, which were a rabbit-headed alien wearing a red vest a few meters away.
"Feng Fuzhi, No. 7, has stepped into the stadium. He looks confused and is not as crazy as before.
In fact, many people feel this way when they first enter the stadium, after all, this is under the gaze of more than 100,000 spectators.