Arknights is too real, right?

Chapter 615 Are you looking down on me?

The Silver Ash exhibition match was over, and the atmosphere in the arena was completely ignited.

The difference is that every subsequent game is not a performance, but a real duel with real swords and guns.

Subsequently, the group matches of the eight arenas started at the same time, and the players needed to go to their respective groups and wait for the referee to call them to play.

Due to the registration rules, Xia Feng will not meet any of his "own friends" in the group stage. He will only be placed in a group with Gui Gui and the others, and Gui Gui and the others will simply admit defeat.

Their group is Arena No. 7, and all the players in Group 7 are waiting in the rest area below the arena.

"No. 49! No. 49! It's your turn."

Turtle pricked up his ears.

"Hey, it seems like you are calling me."

Xia Feng took the juice from Gui Gui's hand.

"Then go ahead and admit defeat immediately when you get on stage, and then come back and drink again."

"Yeah."

In the arena.

Turtle's opponent is a boy who looks like a student.

"Boom!"

As the gong that marked the start of the game was sounded, the boy immediately drew his sword, while the turtle opposite him took out a small flower from his pocket.

The boy was stunned.

"you."

Turtle jumped forward two steps, handed the little flower into the boy's hand, and gave him a flower-like smile.

"You are my first opponent, so work hard. I wish you can get the runner-up. I have to admit defeat. Goodbye."

After that, Turtle raised his hand to the referee to admit defeat and jumped off the ring.

Half an hour later, the referee called Ansel's number.

On the ring, a tall senior looked at the pink Ansel and his face turned green.

"Um, little sister, are you serious?"

Ansel's face turned red.

"I'm not a little sister, I'm a boy."

"ha?"

"I'm not serious. I'm going to admit defeat. Goodbye, senior."

After saying that, Ansel bowed politely and jumped off the ring, leaving the confused senior standing alone and messy on the ring.

When it was Aguang's sister Qiancai's turn to play, Aguang also joined the ring as a group of relatives and friends.

"Brother, take a picture for me."

"good."

Qiancai wore a floral skirt and stood on the ring in an artistic pose.

"No, there's a bit of backlight here."

"Then change the direction."

Qiancai held up her skirt and Aguang moved to the other side of the ring.

Qiancai's opponent was a strong man holding a machete. This guy stood in the middle of the ring and had his posture ready, but his opponent couldn't come over.

"Sister, are you ready to compete?"

Qiancai turned around with an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, I'll be fine soon. Brother, have you finished filming?"

Aguang handed over the phone.

"Okay, let's see if it works."

"Okay, that's it."

Qiancai stood on the stage and raised her hands high.

"Well, Mr. Referee, I want to admit defeat!"

Although the actions of Guigui and the others added some negative energy to the game without a fight, the group stage was still in full swing.

When it was Ifrit's turn, things changed.

Although Xia Feng kept urging her to admit defeat directly, this girl was obviously not an economical person.

The skinny Ifrit stood on the ring with an extremely arrogant attitude.

"My lord, I will let you taste my power today, you bugs."

Her opponent was a muscular man with a big beard, who looked like someone from outside the school due to his age.

Looking at the junior high school, Ifrit does have the arrogance. Among a group of pampered aristocratic children, she stands out.

However, if you throw a husky into a chicken coop, it can walk sideways, but it is different if you throw it into a tiger cage in the zoo.

The out-of-school contestants who have the confidence to participate in the swordsmanship competition are all masters with something special, otherwise who would come here to embarrass themselves.

5 minutes later.

"Ouch!"

Ifrit was kicked off the ring and was covered in mud.

Ifrit stood up with a look of dissatisfaction, wiping the mud on his face and trying to climb onto the ring again, still shouting.

"You're dead, don't run away after school if you dare."

The referee immediately stopped her.

"Contestant No. 52, you have fallen off the ring. According to the regulations, you have been sentenced to lose and cannot go up again."

"Let me go! Let me go!"

The referee was splashed with mud and shouted towards the back while pulling Ifrit.

"Whose child is this, the parent!"

Xia Feng ran over quickly.

"I, I, I am my sister, I'm sorry."

After that, Xia Feng grabbed the unconvinced Ifrit and left the ring.

At the same time, the competitions of other groups are also going on in their respective arenas.

Franka's swordsmanship is outstanding in actual combat, and it can be said that she is invincible. Generally, opponents will subconsciously relax their vigilance when they see that she is a woman, but this time they relax, they immediately relax and go home.

Lang Mie and San Wa were equally strong, and the swords in their hands were fast and fierce. After a few games, they were identified as the dark horse players of this competition by reporters who reported simultaneously on the spot.

As for Sun Fugui's game, it is even more outrageous.

The moment the game starts, the opponents will be in a hurry. Either their shoelaces are untied or their wallets are gone. Sometimes even the weapons in their hands will disappear inexplicably.

Even though his opponents sometimes overcome many difficulties, Sun Fugui's own strength is also very strong. After many years of guerrilla fighting, he is still more than enough to deal with ordinary masters.

As for Black Feather's strongest weapon, Xiao Yunye's performance in the group stage was not outstanding, and he basically won the victory in a low-key manner.

However, Master Xiao unknowingly set a record, that is, he never actually drew his sword in all the group stage matches.

The group stage will last for a total of 3 days. Because each arena is relatively far away, the audience cannot watch multiple games at the same time and can only choose the arena they want to watch.

Perhaps because none of the popular players were in Xia Feng's group, his arena was relatively deserted.

afternoon.

Paddy found Xia Feng with two bottles of drinks.

"Xia Feng, I finally found you."

Seeing Paddy, Xia Feng immediately raised his head from his chair.

"Paddy? Why did you come into the players' rest area? You are also participating?"

"No, no, no, I asked my cousin to let me in, here it is."

Xia Feng took the drink, unscrewed the lid and took a long sip.

"thank you."

At this time, Senior Du Wei also walked over wearing a towel.

"Xia Feng, how did you do in the competition?"

Xia Feng sighed.

"Hey, what are you competing for? I've been waiting for a day and it's not my turn yet. Where are you, Senior Du Wei?"

Du Wei looked relieved.

"I finished all the competitions today, and my results were good, 3 wins and 1 loss."

Xia Feng knows that if you lose more than 2 games in the group stage, you will be directly disqualified. In other words, each player can only lose once at most. In the end, when the number of games played by all players is equal, the relative wins and losses will be calculated. Count, if you win consecutively, you will definitely advance.

At this time, the referee's voice came from the door.

"No. 38, is No. 38 here?"

Xia Feng looked happy and shouted immediately.

"Yes, yes, I'm here!"

"Get ready, it's your turn soon."

"good!"

Paddy and Duwei encouraged Xia Feng together.

"Xia Feng, you have to work harder."

"Don't push yourself too hard, and don't get hurt."

Xia Feng took off his coat and tightened the scarf around his neck, as if gearing up.

"Hmph, I'm about to fall asleep. Look which unlucky guy is my opponent. I'm going to beat him to pieces!"

In the arena.

Xia Feng's previous momentum had all disappeared. He sighed heavily and turned his attention to the slender figure standing opposite him.

"Sir Mesha, why is it you?"

Meisha was also surprised to see that her opponent was Xia Feng, but she immediately returned to normal and just muttered.

"What can I do? It's not my arrangement."

Xia Feng raised the Shenyue Sword listlessly.

"Okay, okay, let's end it quickly."

Mesa frowned slightly.

"Xia Feng, what do you mean by this? Are you looking down on me?"

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