Team 11 did not receive the relevant notification. They only knew that special training would begin after all members entered the camp today.
"This is against the rules. The grouping list should be announced in advance." Li Qin was very sure that she would not miss any work information. She was someone who would even check the trash can of her personal mailbox.
"That's the rule above." The staff member replied coldly, as if he didn't want to waste any more words.
"Ding--"
The belated email notification tone finally sounded.
"Look, this is not received." A joking male voice came from behind Team 11.
The visitor's silver hair was particularly eye-catching, and the smile on his handsome face really made people feel malicious.
"I asked them to do this. After all, you can't always know who the enemy is on the battlefield, right? You can't be foolproof every time." He said plausibly.
Lin Zuzu had seen this face in the information.
Long Jiangchuan, 25 years old, is the younger brother of Long Xuanyan, the fourth son of the "Long" family, and the second heir. Official information shows that his strength is B-level, but the possibility of concealment cannot be ruled out.
"Your list may not have been updated. I am the special supervisor this time." Long Jiangchuan pointed to the sign on his chest.
Lin Zuzu only felt that their ghosts were still there, always coming out to disgust people.
Taking advantage of this moment, Li Qin quickly read through the content of the email.
After the first round of preliminary screening, 179 people entered the next round, nearly one-third of whom were Class B. Therefore, before officially entering the camp, the coaching staff added an additional round of brawling.
There are 18 groups in total of 9-10 people, and only 3 people in each group can advance.
Lin Zuzu, who claimed to be C-level, was assigned to a veritable death group. It was the smallest nine-person group, but there were five B-levels, including three ancient martial arts.
Now, not to mention the sensitive Lin Zuzu, even the rigorous Li Qin thought someone was operating in secret.
"The registration time is about to end~" Long Jiangchuan reminded "kindly".
"Master, Sister Qin, Brother Qing, Xiaoqi, I'm going to prepare."
Lin Zuzu's eyes scanned the faces of everyone in Team 11 one by one.
"Go ahead, we'll wait for you to come back." Yi Tingxie said, with a hint of complexity in his eyes.
Lin Zuzu said nothing, turned around, opened the door and entered the preparation area.
"Then, colleagues can enter to watch the battle from here." The staff pointed to another passage.
…
Speaking of the preparation area, Lin Zuzu felt that it was more like a huge warehouse with some seats and weapons temporarily stuffed into it. Most of the participating team members had already arrived, gathering together in twos and threes and chatting.
Lin Zuzu's arrival did not attract many people's attention, probably because of her colleagues. She found that the atmosphere here was not as tense as the cold staff.
Team 1 gave up because their turnover rate was low, and the only person who met the conditions was Yan Ying'er who was intern as a reserve team member. In addition to being the majestic captain, Yan Zhe is also a father.
Presumably he will consider letting Yan Ying'er into the camp after she masters her fighting spirit, right?
Lin Zuzu looked around and found a familiar figure standing alone against the wall in a room full of colleagues dressed the same way.
Huo Hai.
She specifically observed his legs, and they seemed to be fine. It seemed that Huo Xuebin had put in a lot of effort.
As if sensing the sight, the tall man looked over and nodded to her as a greeting.
Lin Zuzu replied in the same way and walked towards the corner.
She did not go to find another acquaintance Qi Tianyang with great fanfare, because she believed that with his strength, it would not be difficult to enter the second round. Moreover, she believed that they both wanted to go further in terms of strength and were not in the mood to reminisce about the past.
"The second group is ready, come here to report your names..."
It seems that the battle of the first group is coming to an end.
Just as Lin Zuzu was thinking about it, he received a message on his cell phone - only one person from the first group was promoted, Ji Wu, a new member from the northwest, a B-level high-ranking member, with a knife as his main weapon, and defeated the rest in a crushing manner in just 86 seconds.
Everyone has experienced and domineering sword skills. If you cannot form a team for subsequent missions, be careful with this person.
53 seconds, crushing... Lin Zuzu noticed these keywords.
In a mode like Brawl, if everyone has martial virtue, it will be a two-on-one duel. First, some weaker opponents will be eliminated, and then it will be 1v1 or 1v1v1. In short, there will be less many-on-one situations.
Such a description means that Jiwu immediately took the initiative to stand against the other nine people, and quickly and accurately deprived everyone else of their ability to act.
What kind of fierce determination and precise swordsmanship is this?
Lin Zuzu looked at the man's photo and firmly remembered his ordinary face in his mind.
As the selection progressed, Lin Zuzu continued to receive intelligence from the front lines.
As she expected, Qi Tianyang advanced to the next round with a spotlight on newcomers.
Soon after, Huo Hai also advanced steadily.
Finally, it was Group 18 that Lin Zuzu was in. More than three hours had passed and she was tired of waiting.
However, after being reminded by a few people outside, she had already warmed up in advance.
"Put all the objects here except weapons, including prefabricated spells or space rings, and remember your numbers." The guiding staff member remained expressionless.
Lin Zuzu put the space ring and mobile phone into one of the lockers, and keenly felt the unkind gaze of the person stabbing his back.
Who taught you to be so impatient before doing bad things? Are you afraid that I won't notice?
Although Lin Zuzu was complaining in her heart, she was still worried about herself. She didn't know how many people were coming for her.
If all 5 B-levels were...
She couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
3 ancient martial arts, 1 sword, 1 sword, and 1 two-handed heavy sword.
These are the three things she focuses on, and the most important thing is the heavy sword. Once she encounters a head-on confrontation, she will most likely have her weapon destroyed and be eliminated early.
The 18th group of 9 people walked into the dim corridor one after another. Lin Zuzu followed the group at the end with caution.
The passage was very long, and after his eyes had just adapted to the dim light, Lin Zuzu's eyes suddenly lit up.
Lin Zuzu squinted his eyes and gradually saw that the arena was a spacious and bright venue. There were 10 marks on the competition field, which seemed to be preparation positions. There was a circle of spectators around it. In addition to the players' companions, there were many players who had finished competing.
Also watching the battle here.
At this moment, Lin Zuzu did not raise her head to look for Team 11 because she knew those people's eyes would be on her.
Because she was the last to enter, Lin Zuzu's preparation position was naturally at the back. She walked past the long auditorium, and some people looked at the youngest player among the contestants with curious eyes.
Suddenly, a very soft but murderous word came into her ears:
