The audience was filled with enthusiastic cheers and shouts from the players.
"Brother Kuangchao, charge!"
"For Ohm Messiah!"
The name "Steel Frenzy" filled the battlefield, but there were only a few people who supported the troubled times, only a few acquaintances of relatives and friends.
In the audience, Brother Wang of Building Materials burst into tears and whispered: "Come on, Fusheng, you are the last hope for civilian players."
"Emperor Perseverance, come on!"
"Brother Fusheng!"
The younger brothers behind the Building Materials King also cheered softly.
"Players on both sides please take your positions."
The pleasant voice of the commentator came from above the arena.
This commentator is also a popular player, well-known among the majority of players for her voice and appearance. Her nickname is "Hongfeng".
"You can see that everyone's emotions are extremely high."
"It's no wonder. The player on the red side is the president of the Mechanicus, a well-known professional player - Iron Frenzy. As the first Artificer player, Iron Frenzy is very powerful. The Guardian Armor he built It is an extremely perfect piece of equipment and a perfect fusion of technology and magic. It has a force field shield and elemental lightning cannon..."
"Steel Frenzy!"
"The flesh and blood are weak, the machine soars!"
The players in the audience burst into another round of cheers.
"Haha, it seems that the Iron Frenzy players are very popular."
"And our blue players are in troubled times..."
Hong Maple is a little stuck.
She looked down at the almost blank information with only a few lines, organized her words for a while, and then continued: "He is also a player who has reached level eight."
"You must know that the players in Troubled Times only entered the game during the Northern War. Now they have reached the level limit. They are also very persevering players. Their strength cannot be underestimated."
"Hongfeng is so gentle."
"This guy is a bit miserable. He encounters an opponent of this level when he goes out."
This time there was not much sound.
Hearing the commentator's words, Chaos Fusheng's mouth twitched.
At this point, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and play.
Chaos Fusheng walked to the field with heavy steps, and with the trembling of the ground and the sound of "boom" and "boom", Steel Frenzy also drove forward step by step in the arcane armor.
There are two figures, one big and one small.
The six-meter-high armor and the ordinary human players stood together like this. The contrast was particularly brutal. The shadow cast by the armor could completely cover the chaos in the world.
Obviously, this is an unfair contest.
Luanshi Fusheng tried his best to raise his head and stared at the professional master in the cockpit - Steel Frenzy. His hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.
calm.
Can't be afraid.
Even professional players are not invincible.
Even this huge iron lump in front of you will never be invincible, it will definitely have its weaknesses.
In troubled times, you are a man who wants to become a professional player and win the Dragon Flame Championship - how can you fail in this small qualifier? !
Thinking of this, Chaos Fusheng looked at Steel Frenzy with an increasingly determined look, and various tactics and ideas were constructed in his mind.
Such a huge enemy must not have high mobility.
As long as you use the Confused Tracking Step to get closer, the opponent will definitely not be able to react.
Then a sliding shovel comes behind the opponent and uses the long sword in his hand to hit continuously with heavy blows, which can directly kill the driver and end the game completely.
Start your career as the famous leader of the Mechanical Deep God Church!
Become famous in one battle! Become a god directly!
That's it!
The hand holding the sword in troubled times trembled more and more violently, but this time it was because of nervousness and excitement.
Mechanical Frenzy looked down at his opponent through the tempered glass cover of the cockpit and scratched his head, feeling a little baffled.
"No, this guy looks so weird, it makes me a little bit hairy."
"Forget it, hurry up and clear the preliminaries. There are still a lot of projects in the guild waiting for me to coordinate. The guild's geneticists and blacksmiths are quarreling over funds again. I'm tired."
"Speaking of -"
"How to lose Gundam Face Rider?"
The enthusiasm of the audience was still high, and cheers and shouts continued one after another.
The voice of the commentator echoed over the venue, especially clear.
"Both parties please be ready."
"Three, two..."
"One."
"The game begins."
Before the referee finished speaking, Chaos Fusheng took a few steps back and came to a relatively safe distance.
He observed his opponent from a distance, his expression resolute and his mind working rapidly.
You must find the opponent's flaws and strive to kill with one blow!
He only has one chance!
"We can see that the contestant Turbulent Times is very cautious. He chooses to distance himself first."
"But the official information shows that his professional branch is Champion Warrior, and he should use melee and heavy attacks as his main output method. He must have his own unique strategy."
"Oh? We saw that the Iron Frenzy players chose to use the elemental lightning cannon directly! For the artificer, this may be the best output distance!"
In the cockpit, Steel Frenzy pushed the lever and muttered: "It's better to speed up the competition. I heard that they are about to start fighting with armor and synthetic beasts..."
I saw the muzzle of the left arm of the [Guardian] armor emitting dazzling lightning, and arcs of electricity danced across the entire armor surface.
"Boom!"
A lightning pillar as thick as a bowl suddenly shot out from it, heading straight for the troubled world in the distance.
"He can't move now!"
"Now!"
A flash of light suddenly flashed in Chaos Shi Fusheng's eyes. He gripped the sword tightly, and the silver bracelet on his wrist flashed.
Mizongbu!
"Boom!"
The blue-white lightning pillar blasted towards the original location of Chaos Fusheng, creating a huge crater, but there was no one there, leaving only a thin silver-white smoke.
Meanwhile, Chaos Fusheng appeared behind the armor out of thin air, holding a long sword.
"Ouch!"
Everyone let out a cry of surprise.
The commentator was also a little surprised: "Unexpected!"
"We can see that the players in the Troubled Times used the Lost Step to reach the blind spot of the Steel Frenzy players! Could a miracle really happen?"
Chaos Fusheng clenched the [Sword of Chill] in his hand and strode towards the steel frenzy. He was actually sliding and shoveling!
That's it!
Use enhanced heavy blows on armor!
In the flash of lightning, Chaos Fusheng jumped up high and struck directly at the back of the arcane armor - where the cockpit of Steel Frenzy was located.
The players in the audience were also in an uproar and held their breath.
Do miracles really happen?
"When——"
Only a crisp sound was heard.
Chaos Fusheng flew directly backwards, and the long sword was also shaken by the strong reaction force and flew away from his hand, stuck in the ground.
It turns out that a solid force field shield emerged behind the arcane armor!
The arcane armor wrapped inside was unscathed.
"How is that possible?"
Chaos Fusheng fell to the ground, looking shocked.
The commentator was also quite surprised and spoke faster: "The idea of sneak attack from behind the players in Troubled Times has failed!"
"I didn't expect that the Iron Frenzy players also have a force field shield behind their backs! You must know that this kind of constant force field protection spell is extremely expensive, just a small piece costs hundreds of gold coins..."
Steel Frenzy smiled, controlled the armor, and turned around slowly: "After the last time I was attacked by a sneak attack and my equipment exploded, I learned the hard way and found that a full-body shield is the way to go!"
"I call this - Turtle Shell Tactics!"
Chaos Fusheng looked at the rampant and laughing steel frenzy and cursed in his heart: "This is just throwing money away!"
He raised his hands with grief and anger, pointed at the Steel Frenzy and said: "Referee, he fouled!"
"Sorry..."
Steel Frenzy controlled the armor, raising its fist which was bigger than an iron pot, and the thrusters behind its elbows spurted out flames, accumulating terrifying power.
"Boom!"
With one punch, the ground shook and dust flew up.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, a large crater appeared on the ground, and Chaos Fusheng was beaten to a bloody pulp. He was obviously dead.
"It was an accident!"
This was the last thought that flashed through his mind before the black screen.
“Financial resources are also part of strength!”
"This is how we artificers fight!"
A hearty smile appeared on Steel Frenzy's face. The huge arcane mecha raised its fist high and bursts of steam erupted from behind.
The battle ended too quickly, and the commentator's mood was not high: "An unquestionable crushing victory!"
"Let us congratulate the Steel Frenzy player for winning this round!"
"Oh oh oh oh!"
"Brother Kuangchao is invincible!"
"The flesh and blood are weak, the machine soars!"
"No, buddy, is this the end? One punch?"
In the game cabin, Chaos Fusheng, who is waiting for resurrection, is browsing the forum to see if anyone has mentioned him.
Soon, he turned to a video, and his face became a little ugly - "Artificers are the future!" Iron Frenzy kills an eighth-level warrior with one punch
And he, in troubled times, was the poor background.
[Good boy, this hurts. 】
【Brother Kuangchao is still fierce】
[What does this magic weapon have to do with him? Just crush him with equipment. Give me so much money and I can beat him even more beautifully! 】
[The guy on the opposite side doesn’t seem to be weak, but he’s just unlucky to meet a big guy like Steel Frenzy. 】
[Isn’t this the Emperor of Perseverance? 】
[Indeed, with his perseverance to reach level eight, I couldn’t do it. 】
Turning to this point, Troubled Times Fusheng's expression softened slightly.
"That's right, I'm obviously just unlucky. It's an honor to lose to a player like Steel Frenzy."
"Those who can't kill me will only make me stronger! Those trials and setbacks will only make me stronger!"
He clenched his fists and his eyes became determined again.
"Then. I'm sorry, my future opponents, I will not lose any of the next games!"
Players participating in the competition can get free "quick resurrection" service, but the experience of death penalty cannot be returned.
Fortunately, he had accumulated a lot of experience in troubled times, allowing him to remain at level eight without losing levels.
As the server is about to close, the schedule is very tight, and the next game in troubled times will be in the near future. But this time, he spent all his savings and bought a fine armor from the Imperial Ordnance Department.
This time, he is bound to win!
An hour and a half later, the first division.
"No. 22054, troubled times."
Under the spotlight of everyone, the resurrected Chaos Fusheng appeared again, his eyes filled with the confidence of victory.
He was even waving to the audience, getting people talking.
"Isn't this the buddy who was killed by the Steel Frenzy just now?"
"What? Is he the one-punch warrior?"
"This guy is a bit miserable. I don't know who his opponent is this time."
Listening to these chaotic discussions, Luanshi Fusheng clenched his fists, gritted his teeth secretly, and showed a pretending to be relaxed smile on his face.
The failure just now was just an accident. Next, he will show his true strength that will impress everyone!
This is the beginning of his career!
"No. 00023, Dawei Tianlong."
The referee's voice sounded again, and the smile on Chaos Fusheng's face suddenly froze.
He raised his head and saw a bald monk nearly three meters tall and muscular in the corridor opposite.
The monk grinned, revealing his neat white teeth, and waved towards the audience with his arms that were thicker than an ordinary person's torso.
His figure was like a perfect sculpture, and the top of his head reflected dazzling light.
"The mighty dragon! The god of monks!"
"This is the president of the [Shaolin Temple] Guild? The head of the Eighteen Arhats?"
"That's him!"
"It is said that this person took a high concentration of dragon blood potion, but did not grow scales. Instead, he had the muscle strength of a humanoid dragon!"
"It's so scary!"
"That guy is a bit unlucky. Why do he encounter such a monster every time."
The commentator introduces the information of both sides, the referee gives the order, and the game begins.
"We can see that the strength and speed of Dawei Tianlong players are extremely terrifying, reaching an inhuman situation"
Fly over the roof and walk over the wall!
The bald monk suddenly kicked the ground, making two small holes in the ground.
Along with the flying dust, he jumped more than ten meters high, directly across the entire field, and his shiny bald head shined in the sun.
"Holy shit."
Luanshi Fusheng raised his head in disbelief and subconsciously used his hands to block the too dazzling light.
"Boom!"
Fall lightly!
Gravel splashes!
Dawei Tianlong fell next to Chaos Fusheng, but he himself was unscathed and did not suffer any damage from the fall.
Unarmed vs. weapons, no armor vs. armor, the advantage is mine!
Now, strengthen the heavy attack!
Chaos Fusheng swung his sword fiercely, drawing a beautiful arc in the air and hitting the opponent's sculpture-like body.
"Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bama Bang!"
Shocking punch!
The bald monk punched out, and the casserole-sized fist was filled with majestic Qi, which was blasted into the troubled world.
"Boom!"
A powerful airflow suddenly struck, leaving deep fist marks on Chaos Fusheng's breastplate.
His armor was in pieces, and he himself flew backwards for more than ten meters and fell to the ground, dying.
"Wow!"
It seems that what was broken together with the armor was the championship dream in his heart during the troubled times.
Dawei Tianlong laughed loudly, revealing his big white teeth that were equally dazzling: "Young man, the monk's fist is the most powerful weapon!"
"Another crushing victory, let us congratulate Dawei Tianlong for winning this game!"
"Similarly, we must also learn from the contestants in troubled times, uh, perseverance. This spirit of never giving up in the face of setbacks is worth learning from all of us."
"What the hell"
"Bang!"
Before he could finish talking about the troubled times, the screen went black again.
The true energy in his body exploded!
Dawei Tianlong scratched his bald head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "Hahaha, my strength has increased too fast recently, and I haven't fully mastered the use of Qi yet"
"Monk is the strongest profession!" The mighty Tianlong killed the eighth-level armored warrior with one move! 》
[A muscular weirdo like Dawei Tianlong has nothing to do with us ordinary players. 】
[Yes, there are many such monsters among the closed beta players. 】
[By the way, why is this guy named Fu Sheng Ruomeng the background panel this time? 】
[What kind of luck is this? Do you want to compete with Charlotte for the title of No. 1 African Emirates? 】
“It’s a time of troubled times!”
Lying weakly in the game cabin, feeling mixed with sorrow and anger in the troubled times, I couldn't help but cry out.
This battle is not his fault.
It's because the enemy is too strong, the field is too raw, and the equipment is too poor.
How can a normal person be able to deal with a monster like the mighty Tianlong? It was normal for him to lose badly this time.
Many players on the forum expressed deep sympathy for him.
"One last chance to compete."
In the troubled times, the last remaining bit of perseverance showed in his eyes, he couldn't give up yet!
Even if he fails to advance, he still wants to leave a beautiful victory!
Leave his name in this arena!
This is the last chance to turn around in troubled times, and it is also his last ditch effort!
Now people have noticed him one after another. As long as he fights this turnaround, it is not impossible to enter a wealthy family!
In the game cabin, Chaos Fusheng's fists were clenched again: "This time, no matter what kind of opponent I encounter, I can't relax."
An hour and a half later, it was still the first division.
"No. 00325, I'm going to eat steamed buns."
Before the referee finished speaking, a heated discussion broke out in the audience again.
"It's the old steamed bun thief!"
"This old pigeon hasn't updated for two months and is obsessed with catching players every day!"
"Come on, call him home! I want to see his update video!"
"It's okay. I have confidence in the steamed buns. If the steamed buns are so good, he will go home on his own without us having to worry about him."
"Hahahaha! I'll take it home, Lao Man Bun."
In the player tunnel, Chaos Fusheng's eyes suddenly brightened up, and the expression on his face became a little joyful.
Listening to the words of these viewers, his opponent today should be very good?
Finally got the soft persimmon!
Chaos Fusheng is addicted to liver tasks every day and has never seen the video of Steamed Buns, but he also knows that there is such an entertainment up master.
Great, since you are an entertainment up master, how strong can you be? Most of them are just casual players, and they can't compete with a liver emperor like him.
I can't beat the rich warriors and muscular weirdos, but I can't beat you, a little entertainment host?
Finally I have a chance to prove my strength!
The hand holding the sword in troubled times trembled with excitement again, this time he was really going to win!
Half a minute later, Luanshi Fusheng looked at the two-legged flying dragon hovering in the sky and the ferocious shadow passing by on the ground, looking a little dazed.
What happened to this world?
Why do hard-working players like him encounter monsters like this?
"Referee, he cheated."
"This is an individual competition. Monsters like flying dragons can also participate. This is obviously looking for foreign aid, right?"
He pointed to the sky, his resolute face already a little numb.
The referee reminded: "The contracted mount of the flying dragon type [Red Scale Conqueror] profession is the player's personal property and complies with the competition requirements."
Standing on the ground in troubled times, looking at the flying dragon hovering in the sky, he wanted to cry without tears.
He has good close-range skills, but he can't fly either?
Is it possible for him to make a big leap and chop down a man and a dragon?
And how come you, an entertainment anchor, are the [Red Scale Conqueror] known as the strongest advanced profession among warriors?
In every aspect, a [champion warrior] like him will be defeated in no time.
Where is the promised entertainment department up master?
The information provided by this group of viewers is wrong!
However, the cruel reality left no time for him to grieve. He also had to consider how to deal with this enemy from the sky.
"Ouch——"
"Noodles, follow me."
There was a hoarse dragon roar in the sky, the excited cry of steamed buns, and the scream of wing membranes cutting through the air
Along with the war roar, the steamed buns resonated with the blood of the flying dragon, creating a powerful pressure that was close to the roar of a real dragon, as if the shadow of a red dragon appeared behind him.
"Shua——"
Chaos Fusheng was unable to dodge and was directly penetrated by the lance in the chest.
"Well, it's still a crushing victory. It seems that the players in Troubled Times are not prepared for the air attack."
"Let's congratulate the contestant I went to eat steamed buns for winning this competition."
"Did Lao Man Win?"
"What the hell?"
"No, buddy, you think he's really good. He just looks bad next to those professional bosses."
"Think about it for a moment. How can the Dragon-Blooded Baron of the Ember Empire, the High Sheriff, and the Red-Scale Conqueror be the same?"
"It's okay, this is just the preliminaries, don't worry, everyone, the steamed bun thief Bao crashed in the knockout round! He is the real deal!"
"I'm a true fan of steamed buns, and I can't win at all!"
"Speaking of which, this guy named Fu Sheng Ruomeng is really miserable. He finally signed up for a competition and participated in three games in total. He met 2.5 professional players. His luck is really comparable to Charlotte's."
"Huh? Seize the young master? (Element Detection)"
"What do you mean by 2.5 professional players? Who do you mean? No, it can't be a steamed bun, right?"
"Le, 0.5 for Lao Manbu is pretty good."
"It's not like a dream, it's a life in troubled times——"
Chaos Fusheng, who fell to the ground, screamed in his heart, but as his blood circulated, all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away.
You guys who are cheating, can you restrain yourself and leave a way for ordinary players to survive?
That was the last thought that ran through his mind.
Living in troubled times, death.
In the end, Troubled Times got its wish and became popular among the player community.
Riding on the popularity of the qualifiers, he also became a well-known figure on the forum.
Posts with him as the theme instead of the background board once topped the forum's popular list. It was so popular that it even surpassed many star players including Xia Ye Qiuyu.
But the way it exploded might be a little different from what he imagined.
The title is as follows:
"The myth of victory in the qualifiers!" Three dozen professionals in troubled times! 》
Well, this deviation is indeed not much, it is just replacing "undefeated" with "unwinnable".
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