Although the two sides were evenly matched in terms of verbal exchanges, and even Po Douluo, who had been quite calm throughout the whole process, had a slight advantage, it was Lancelot who had the absolute upper hand on the scene.
Although everyone does not understand what kind of profession [Dark Knight] is, this does not prevent people from appreciating Lancelot's extremely fashionable combat skills.
I saw the very handsome long sword in his hand constantly cutting shadows in the air. Every time he swung it, it left a lingering black burn mark in front of him. And when these burn marks accumulate to a certain amount, they will fly towards Po Douluo as if they are alive, blocking his evasion angle with space cracks like tail flames, forcing the latter to dodge and move normally without being able to move. A head-on confrontation with Lancelot.
In the head-to-head competition, Lancelot, who was ranked a full ten places higher than Po Douluo a day ago, clearly had the advantage, especially after cutting off a small section of his spare weapon. Moreover, every time he was confronted head-on, the former's face, which was not good-looking in the first place, became even more livid, and traces of blood even began to ooze from the corners of his mouth.
"Garbage! Garbage! Garbage!"
Lancelot waved his soul-bound weapon [Sword of No Regrets and Filth] with great energy, constantly striking at the long knife in Po Douluo's hand that was full of gaps and whose durability had obviously dropped to a dangerous level. He laughed loudly and said: "How do you deserve to have the same profession as me? How do you deserve to be favored by the power of the Holy Lord? How do you want to implement the true darkness? Little trash, you are simply giving chaos Evil and shameful!"
Podouluo frowned, and then used his strength to get out of Lancelot's attack range after the slash marks around him that severely restricted his movement disappeared, and gave him a distressed look. With the long knife in his hand that was probably irreparable, he said impatiently: "When will you be able to represent chaotic evil?"
"Because what I have done has affected the real chaotic evil It's 'correct'!"
Lancelot grinned, and his body began to burn with cold black flames that seemed to have substance. He dragged his weapon slowly towards Podouluo and shouted in a deep voice: "You Don’t you understand? The camp in this game is the ‘True Self’. Everyone’s ‘True Self’ will be assigned to one of the camps by the system. Chaotic evil naturally hates those outdated rules and makes no secret of desires. The fate of the evil party, for example, you, Po Douluo, since you are also from this camp, you are naturally a born evil party, but I am different from you. Even if you are lucky enough to be included in the chaotic evil camp, you are destined to be just a foil. , and I will be the savior of the wicked!"
"Uh..."
Podouluo, who had been expressionless since the battle began, but occasionally had a flash of anger in his eyes, was shaken, and then looked at Lancelot with a strange expression: "What, are you here?" Is it like this outside the game?”
“If you are referring to the temperament of the superior...”
Lifting his foot and stepping hard on a piece of thin ice that was condensed out of thin air, Lancelot Te actually jumped up high and fell towards Po Douluo like a black meteor: "That's true."
Boom——!
With a deafening roar, a jet-black pillar of flame rose into the sky where Lancelot landed, and was cut into two sections in the middle after a dark flash of at least three meters in length. .
And just when he reached the position where the Flame Pillar was cut, Po Douluo's body flew out uncontrollably, and fell heavily to the ground half a second later. He rolled several times before extinguishing the flames on his body. Black inflammation like a tarsal maggot.
“But if what you want to ask is, are you so awkward when speaking in reality? Are you still in middle school and have not graduated? Then I can only say that I am still a smooth person. I can't do anything so unsociable."
Lancelot shook off the sword in his hand and showed a slightly ferocious smile: "Of course, this does not prevent me from also saving evil. I have the habit of crushing bed bugs, but the method is much gentler than in this world."
"I understand, to put it simply, although you are not a fool, you were born from a fetus. Well, mentally, you are not as good as those pure idiots, right?"
Podouluo, who struggled twice before he managed to get up from the ground, said with a sly smile. : "The savior of evil people? Can you help me pay off the remaining twenty installments of my mortgage, each of which is equivalent to three times my basic salary? Can you allow me to refuse to accompany the boss to socialize? Can you help me pay less every month? Can two dollars for water, electricity and gas prevent my girlfriend from evolving into a zombie tyrannosaurus during her period? Can it increase the success rate of condoms from 98% to 100%? Can winning the game make those naughty children of my seventh aunt and eight aunts die suddenly? Can it make my kidneys go back to ten years ago? Can it help my future daughter? Can the tauren be killed without being pried away by the gangster? ”
By the time he said it at the end, Po Douluo, who was still calm at first, was roaring hysterically.
And Lancelot, who was preparing to pursue victory, was also a little confused by this series of intensive and heavy questions.
In fact, it was not just Lancelot who was affected. Countless adults who were paying attention to this hot battle fell silent under Po Douluo's series of soul questions. What’s more, I even shed two lines of tears...
“I can’t do it anymore, I really want to die. "
Behind the commentary box under the big screen, the official commentator slumped in his chair with a smile on his face, and his tone was full of despair: "It is obviously a game for all ages, why are we talking about it? Such an adult topic, destroy it, let this world be destroyed.”
"How should I put it..."
The handsome guy who had always been quite calm before did not complain about the colleague next to him at this time, but just sighed deeply: "The reason why the two contestants are defined as chaotic and evil, I have learned a little bit about it, but when it comes to the burden, Po Douluo's side is indeed better."
"Yes, so to be irresponsible, I think if we can bear the burden on both sides. The things are also converted into combat power, I am afraid that Po Douluo has completed the ultimate victory."
The smile that regained its strength shrugged, crossed his arms and said: "But then again, compared to the desperate one. Sir, I personally prefer little friends who haven’t realized the evils of society, so... let’s make a bet, handsome guy, and I’ll bet on twenty bottles of Yakult Lancelot to win.”
The handsome guy lowered his head and glanced at the scene on the LCD screen, which was a one-sided battle after restarting, and turned to look at the smiling face with extremely contemptuous eyes: "Where is your face?"
"Face is not hard currency, shamelessness is."
Smiley shook his index finger, and then said in a slightly more serious tone: "In short, we can see that the more famous Po Douluo's situation is very bad now, and Lancelot has not been fooled by the evil words just now, and is still consolidating his advantage steadily."
The handsome guy nodded slightly while looking at the field. Analyzing the situation, he said: "Lancelot's advantages are too comprehensive. Even if it is conservatively estimated, he is at least two levels better than Po Douluo in terms of basic attributes. In addition, the former has an overall advantage in equipment."
"Just a quick reminder, the screen that our commentators can see is the same as yours. There is no such thing as checking the player's character panel and equipment attributes."
The smile is very serious After saying this, he then added: "But our understanding of this game is not low, so we can see some details that viewers may not notice, such as Po Douluo's heavy armor suit, I remember It is produced by the large chain blacksmith shop [Rongshan Castle]. The complete set costs more than 5,000 gold coins. It is a very reliable and cost-effective choice in terms of quality.”
"But although Lancelot's suit looks very recognizable, it is not a common standard equipment on the market, so most likely it was obtained through mission rewards or individually customized. Although this does not mean that the quality will It's better than store goods, but..."
The handsome guy paused for a moment and considered: "From Judging from the appearance and special effects of those equipment, the strength is probably relatively guaranteed. After all, there is a truth that makes sense even in the relatively reasonable [Innocent Realm], that is, although powerful people may not be very handsome, But handsome people are usually very powerful.”
Smiley nodded vigorously, attached. Hedao: "My understanding is that most craftsmen are rational, so they will not modify or carve them when the quality is not yet in place. As for those special effects, they are mostly due to the overflow of things like enchantment or materials. It only happens if you use it well. After all, what can shine must be gold and silver, not iron. "
"Well, it seems that Po Douluo has indeed reached his limit."
The handsome guy looked at the Po Douluo being chopped to the ground by a heavy sword. The long knife in his hand was finally overwhelmed and turned into dozens of pieces and shattered on the spot, and he said this conclusion that was almost like announcing the result. And the facts also proved that no matter whether the handsome guy was a professional commentator or not, at least his above judgment was completely correct. As Lancelot raised his sword in a burst of laughter, the completely locked Po Douluo was actually He was directly suppressed by a mysterious force and was unable to move. He could only watch helplessly as a black beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth crashed down like a toppling building. In an instant, it was forcibly 'evaporated' along with a large area of land. .
“Then, the hot battle of [Investigation Controversy·Personal Battle Audition] is over now. Let us congratulate Lancelot.”
Smiling lightly He clapped his hands lightly and lowered his head to read the manuscript: "In the next period of time, the big screen in the public area will continue to play the highlights of this game until the next hot battle appears. Here is the smiling face of the commentator."
The partner next to him sighed and said in a business voice without emotion: "This is the handsome commentator."
"Then, we will see you next time."
"See you next time."
......
Beep——
When the figures of the two commentators disappeared from the screen, I was in the public area·Red with my friends. Hanmei, who was watching the game in the Constellation No. 1 conference room, waved off the virtual screen, turned to the seven people selected for the [Red Constellation Home Team] in this competition and asked: "How do you feel?"
"Gorgeous! Gorgeous! Very intoxicating superficial beauty! ”
The gentleman who jumped up from the sofa, turned 360 degrees and finally struck a pose with wings spread like a roc was the first to express his opinion.
Hanmei glared at him and said angrily: "I didn't ask that! You're such a pervert that you can't wait to get down on the ground and praise a dung beetle when he sees it passing by!"
The gentleman immediately shook his head. With his index finger, the old god said calmly: "Hanmei, what you said That's right, true beauty is never limited to..."
"If you keep talking nonsense, come do yoga with me and Yin Yue tomorrow."
Hanmei glanced at the gentleman coldly. , the latter immediately coughed lightly, sat back on the sofa obediently and shut up.
After a while, Xinglong was the first to break the silence and said sternly: "There is a lot of moisture in this battle."
"Moisture..."
The petite Jiuzhong hugged His knees were curled up on the sofa. After listening to Xinglong's evaluation, Liu frowned and asked: "You mean, neither of them used their full strength?"
"That's right, both our elders and My friend Po Douluo, or the guy named Lancelot, who ranks second to me, probably didn’t use all his strength.”
Xinglong nodded and said seriously: “In other words, this Although the game was quite lively, it didn’t have much in the way of ‘knowledge’. At most, it was just for everyone to see how much advantage a person with high basic attributes could gain in a head-to-head confrontation with someone with low basic attributes.”
Xueran, who was squatting on the armrest of the sofa, smiled and showed two pretty tiger teeth: "Is it my imagination? I always feel that Brother Xinglong, you have some opinions on that Lancelot? It shouldn't be because he is ranking It’s right next to you on the list, and it could blow up your relationship at any time, right?”
“For professional players, the value of the rankings is not great. This is what Hanmei told us a few years ago. Since this principle is applicable to other games, there is no guilt. Not to mention a game like The Realm.”
Awakening of the Dragon. He said this in an understatement, and then shrugged: "But you may be right. I really don't have a good impression of the man named Lancelot. It's not because of his trash talk. After all, the gentleman is here." The aspect is much more powerful, but..."
See Wake Up Long hesitated for a moment, and Hanmei, Xueran, Pioneer and the gentleman just mentioned immediately asked in unison: "But what?"
While Jiuzong and Yinyue, the two more stable girls, did not He followed up and asked, but also cast a curious look at Xinglong.
Only Han Guang, who had just returned to the club two days ago, sat blankly on the sofa with a dull look on his face, completely out of the situation.
"But...I always feel that that person doesn't have much depth."
Xinglong said a little uncertainly, shook his head and said: "You don't need to care about this kind of thing, All in all, being ranked fifth in the personal rankings has proven that Lancelot is powerful. If you meet him in a personal battle, you will go all out.”
Everyone nodded and responded in unison.
Then——
"Hanmei, Yinyue, Pioneer..."
Xinglong suddenly called the names of three people, then stood up and walked to the door leading to the lounge on the south side of the conference room, and said without looking back: "Come here, I have something to ask you."
"Huh? Let's have a meeting..."
"We'll have it when we come back."
"Oh."
Chapter 1809: End