Comprehensive strategy

Chapter 391 Trump wants to do something

The second round was more peaceful than expected.

There is almost no shadow of fighting on the entire battlefield.

At the beginning, Trump's team was still robbing casual people, but I don't know if they found someone paying attention to them or they had robbed enough of the key cards. After a while, they also stopped their actions and let this party talk about big and small. The not-so-small world was completely quiet.

In such a delicate atmosphere, the huge sword hanging in the sky naturally attracted most people's attention.

Su Mu lay lazily on it, not minding everyone's gaze and the aerial photography flying around.

He has been an idol for a long time, and he has long been used to the feeling of being under the spotlight.

The audience outside the arena watched the battle for half an hour, and now they had time to take a breather, and began to discuss the content of this Knights Competition in a low voice.

In the past, single matches were a very traditional 1-on-1 elimination system. The opponents were determined by drawing lots, and 5 players from each team could participate. The competition schedule lasted about 5 days, but this time it obviously won't take that long.

Looking at it like this, there is a high probability that there will be a champion in the singles competition tonight.

The Knights Competition usually lasts for a month, and this time is no exception, because the hotel in the Knights City is still booked at a minimum of one month.

The same competition time, but the competition items have been reduced by half, and the first single competition took only half a day, giving people a faint feeling of rushing - the church seems to want to leave more time for the Team games and scrimmage games.

This is very exciting.

Generally speaking, the longer the game, the larger the scale, and the larger the game, the more exciting the game will be.

A horizontal comparison of the exploration timetable of different worlds will show that there are 10 teams, nearly 100 people, and it takes half a month to stay in it. At least it must be a large-scale fifth-order different world, otherwise it will not take a few steps Everyone met together, and the winner was decided within a few days. It was simply not enough for the duration of the game, let alone meet the expectations of the audience. The church would [-]% be sprayed as a fool.

While chatting, the third round of the singles competition started.

However, before the teleportation platform could be fully activated, the battle broke out suddenly.

For players who have just been swept away by Trump or someone else, this is their last chance.

If everyone passed to the third different world and couldn't grab the card, they could only stay in the second round.

Therefore, at the moment when the countdown ended, they raised their weapons and rushed towards the person closest to them.

It happened so suddenly that many people didn't react, and were still immersed in the subtle tacit understanding that the enemy would not move and I would not move. When they were all killed in their faces, they suddenly woke up and hurriedly called for help from their teammates.

For a while, all kinds of big moves were bombarded wildly, and the scene was in chaos.

"Yang Tao, come and help me!" shouted a student who was being targeted by three people at the same time.

Yang Tao exchanged a glance with the people beside him, and rushed over at once.

"I'm coming! Hold on!"

As he spoke, he slapped his teammates on the back!
At the same time, his left hand reached into the opponent's trouser pocket very nimbly, and took out the key card.

The whole set of movements is smooth and smooth, extremely skillful, obviously premeditated.

The three people who came besieging were stunned.

Is this the legendary backstab?

The student who was shot by Yang Tao spat out a mouthful of blood, startled and angry: "Yang Tao! What are you doing!!"

"hey-hey…"

Yang Tao laughed strangely, "Old Wang, this is a singles match, don't blame me, I can't help it...Ah!!"

Before Yang Tao finished speaking, a black shadow flashed by beside him, and the card in his hand disappeared immediately, and then a huge pain came from behind, and he flew out directly...

In the air, Yang Tao resisted the pain and turned his head, his eyes were about to split.

The person who attacked him was the good brother who had confirmed his eyes with him before!
"Wu Luan, you bastard, I can't stop talking to you!!"

Wu Luan also smiled: "Old Yang, you taught me that the mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows."

After all, Wu Luan didn't stay any longer, activated his skills and ran towards the nearest portal.

He has already inherited three key cards from his teammates, and adding his own will make him four, so he should be able to enter the top 300!

"Tsk tsk, so the Knights Tournament is like this..."

Su Mu sat on the giant sword and kept smacking his lips, thinking that this wave is a long-term experience...

Form an alliance with the front foot, and turn the back foot, this operation is really too flamboyant!

Mu Zixin covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Eldest brother, you haven't seen a melee match yet, that's the time to really show off your acting skills, there are all kinds of monsters and ghosts, and all kinds of routines emerge one after another, right, Senior Brother Mingzang?"

"Ahem, what my junior sister said is true." Mingzang coughed twice.

"Su Mu, are we still leaving?" Yin Keke asked.

"Wait a little longer, I'll count the number of people." Su Mu was going to find out the number of enemies before entering the third round.

He has been observing Trump from the corner of his eye. Those guys are fishing in troubled waters now, but they don't seem to be grabbing cards anymore, but are trying to recruit other students to join their team...

Yin Coco also noticed Trump's intentions, and couldn't help curling her lips: "No matter how many people there are, it's not like that. Even this girl can't catch a single shot."

Mingzang rolled his eyes and said, "Then Keke benefactor, Trump and the others will hand it over to you in a while?"

"Good idea!" Yin Keke widened his eyes, "You are a big man watching a show on the sidelines, and let a girl fight, are you embarrassed? ... If you want to fuck yourself, I won't go!"

"Master Coco, you are a heroine who promises everything, and you just promised to obey the arrangement..."

Speaking of this, Mingzang showed a puzzled expression, "Could it be that the poor monk got it wrong?"

"..."

Yin Keke was choked for a moment, her face flushed red, and she tried to reason: "This girl keeps her word, but you are not the captain, why should I listen to you?"

Mingzang was stunned: "In this way, Keke's benefactor listened to Junior Brother Su?"

"I... I just listen to him temporarily!"

"And it can't be an excessive request!" Silver Coco added.

"Solving Trump and others' cocoa donors is nothing more than a simple effort, how can it be too much?"

Mingzang smiled, and looked at Su Mu again: "Junior Brother Su, I suggest that we leave this matter to the cocoa benefactor. She will definitely not let us down."

Yin Keke gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to stab the smelly monk to death.

Mingzang and Su Mu are people who wear a pair of trousers, so what advice do they hypocritically give?
Obviously they want to team up to punish themselves!

Said to form a team, but actually used themselves as thugs!
It's abominable...

"Forget it, Brother Mingzang..."

Su Mu persuaded: "Trump and those guys are very cunning. Captain Keke is easy to suffer by himself, and it's not appropriate for girls to fight with a group of big men. We are idle anyway, so let's go together , and save them from playing any tricks."

Mingzang nodded thoughtfully, "Junior Brother Su is right, it's the poor monk who didn't think about it."

Silver Coco's pupils shrank slightly when he was angry.

Did I hear wrong?
Su Mu didn't help Mingzang to bully himself?
He said it's inappropriate for girls to fight with big men...?
This guy, when did he know how to be sympathetic?
Yin Keke couldn't help looking at Su Mu.

I saw him with an easy-going smile, as gentle as a jade, and dressed in white clothes that were not stained with slender dust, but he looked a bit like the handsome young man in the photo back then.

Yin Keke turned his head and snorted.

"You still have some conscience!"

"Silver Cocoa: Hostility -20!"

The corner of Su Mu's mouth raised, and he quietly gave Ming Zang a thumbs up.

Mu Zixin showed doubts: "Are you..."

"Ahem..." Mingzang coughed twice, and interrupted: "Junior brother and sister, we are almost gone, let's hurry over, otherwise we will delay too long and be easily ambushed."

"That's right, let's go!"

After gaining 20 favorability points, Su Mu satisfactorily manipulated the giant sword to fly to the portal below.

Seeing this, many nearby students who had their cards robbed looked at each other, and suddenly became angry, rushed up one by one, and then one after another were crushed to the ground by a thousand times the gravity, unable to get up...

In this way, the four of them successfully entered the third different world.

At this time, there are still 15 minutes before the start of the fourth round.

The venue is still the same as before, flat enough to be seen at a glance, there is no place to hide people, but the total number of people is less than 1000.

Su Mu still flew to the sky with the sword first and led everyone.

The current situation is quite strange.

Not counting them, everyone was divided into ten teams.

One of the teams was quite large, at least six hundred people.

The rest were almost evenly divided into eight teams, and the last team was quite special, with only one person—Brutal Hammers.

The [-] people should have no key cards in their hands. It is poverty that brings them together.

Logically speaking, Mills should be their first target. After all, Mills is alone and a melee fighter. No matter how fierce he is, he is unlikely to be able to stop the bombing by [-] people in turn.

But this man has a magical operation-he didn't grab a card in the first two rounds.

The rules of the singles competition do not allow cards to be hidden, so there was no trick of putting the key cards in some special places. At this moment, Mills turned all four bags on his clothes and trousers, very intuitively. Everyone sent a message - I have nothing, don't come to me.

Mu Zixin asked strangely: "Doesn't he want to be promoted?"

"No, he did it on purpose."

Su Mu pondered for a moment and said.

He found that the brain of this burly man was not simple at all, and he was even very smart.

Mills judged in advance that there would be a fierce battle in the third round, so he picked himself up in advance, and when everyone's spiritual power was almost used up, he could go up and cut leeks easily...

I have to say that this is indeed the best way to do it alone.

There are 13 minutes left before the start of the fourth round.

More than 600 people from the Union of Cardless Players began to move around.

Obviously, they have preliminarily determined the snatch target.

"Fellow students."

At this moment, Trump stood up.

He used his spiritual power to maximize his voice and said:

"We did a simple calculation - when we entered the first round, each of us had two cards, 5000 people got 3000 cards, and the number of people who advanced to the second round was only about 1000, and a total of 1000 cards were consumed Cards, this is the third round, and there are less than 5000 people left, we count as [-], that is to say, the total number of cards in the hands of everyone present is at least [-]."

"As far as I know, this single-player competition only needs a maximum of 6 cards to advance to the finals, so I suggest that each team report the number of their own key cards and divide up the excess cards to benefit others and themselves. It also prevents the fight from hurting the peace, what do you think?"

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of each team immediately became ugly.

"Damn it, is that bastard Trump out of his mind!" a student scolded.

Not to mention whether 6 cards can be guaranteed to enter the finals, even if it is, there is absolutely no reason to give them away for nothing-these cards are all obtained by them with hard work and spiritual power, so why just give them away?
Furthermore, if everyone enters the finals, it will not be a melee with thousands of people. Is there any difference from now?

"We agree!" The group of 600 people made a voice.

...You agree with me!
How about some face?
Many students were furious in their hearts, but they dared not speak out.

Whoever dares to stand up against it now will definitely be crazily exported by the 600 people.

They can't fly, how can they stand up?

The corner of Trump's mouth hooked, and he said loudly: "Since everyone agrees, let me report the number first. We have a total of 89 cards, 11 people, and we can divide them into 23 cards..."

"Bah! Trump, are you still shameless?"

A girl scolded angrily: "I saw you rob two rounds with my own eyes, who are you fooling with 89 cards? Ask everyone if you believe it? Huh?"

The leading student of the 600-person group immediately narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Captain Trump, we are very grateful for your proposal, but this does not mean that we are willing to be used or used as guns by others. Captain Trump Coming from a family of merchants, you should understand the importance of honesty better than us, so please count the number of key cards again, otherwise we can only think that you are deliberately instigating, then don't blame us for being ruthless."

Hearing this, Trump's face also sank: "Student, honesty is mutual. I kindly help you with ideas. Is this the attitude you use to question us?"

"What's the matter, Captain Trump, are you guilty?"

The girl mocked: "Isn't it 89? Hang out the bag like Captain Mills for everyone to see!"

Trump said coldly: "You can see my bag if you want? You take yourself too seriously!"

"So, Captain Trump is indeed lying to us?"

The big knife in the leader's hand was already glowing red.

"I Trump said that one is one, and I never lie. 89 cards are 89 cards."

"Then please dry the bag." The leader said lightly.

"Impossible!" Trump said decisively, "This is a matter of dignity, and I will never back down!"

The girl smiled: "I said Captain Trump, it's not that serious, is it? Mills has let it out openly, why do you have so many messy excuses here? I now suspect that you are delaying time on purpose. ...You want to wait for the teleportation platform to open and sneak straight into the fourth round?"

"You fart!"

"You're the one who farts! If you have the ability, let the old lady hang out the bag, and stop whining!"

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(End of this chapter)