Why is my elf so weird?

The lively atmosphere lasted until noon.

The first round of competition, a total of seventy-five rounds, ended successfully.

In the first round of competition, a total of 125 contestants retired, and the remaining 125 people successfully advanced. Xin Yun naturally would not overturn in the second stage of the first round, and easily defeated the third After two opponents, he successfully advanced.

It is now twelve o'clock at noon, and all students have to take an hour's lunch break. During this hour, the lucky contestant who can directly advance to the third round of the competition will also be selected, and all the contestants in the cafeteria will also Discussing who will be the lucky one.

Being able to enter the third round is equivalent to guaranteeing the top 32. The top 32 can be regarded as the first step for freshmen in the school. If you can save the second round that is very likely to overturn, you can directly enter the top 32. , which is also excellent.

"I don't care about those things. I'm lucky if I can be drawn. It doesn't matter if I can't be drawn. Playing two more games is not a bad thing for Soraya and me."

While grabbing her lunch, Xin Yun shrugged her shoulders and said to Zhu Qianqu opposite.

"...The school should not put you seed players in the lottery...after all, you are basically a stable top eight..." Lowering his head and stroking Soraya in his arms, Zhu Qianqu muttered in a low voice, "Me neither Why do you care... I am still very clear about my luck, and this 1/125 chance will not fall on me..."

"Ah, here comes the information. The lottery has been drawn. The lottery has been drawn."

Almost at the same time, the student picture books in the entire cafeteria sounded notification sounds at the same time, indicating that new news on the campus network had been sent out.

Xin Yun put down the chopsticks in her hands, opened the illustrated book, opened the campus network, and found her mailbox.

There are two messages in total, one of which is the first stage battle list of the second round, and the other is the lucky players.

Xin Yun did not look at the battle list first, but directly clicked on the second message. He also really wanted to see who this "lucky one in 125" was.

"Um...class one every year...oh, I'm in your class...huh?"

Among the pile of nonsense, Xin Yun found the name of this lucky guy and was stunned.

He raised his head and stared blankly at Zhu Qianqu, then lowered his head and glanced at the name in the illustrated book.

According to the information, the player who directly advanced to the third round was none other than Zhu Qianqu from the first year class.

The air was quiet for a while.

One second this lucky person was saying that she was very aware of her luck, and the next second she became the "one in 125 lucky people."

"Haha...haha, you are so lucky."

"Huh? Hmm...ah."

Then there was silence.

In this situation, no matter who of the two spoke, it seemed awkward.

Eating lunch in silence, the noisy noises from other tables seemed to have no impact on this table. The atmosphere at this table was too quiet.

Even Zoroa felt a little unnatural. It jumped out of Zhu Qianqu's arms lightly, then ran to Xin Yun and nuzzled him, as if it wanted him to say something to break the embarrassing situation.

"Ahem, it seems that there is still a message I haven't read..."

Xin Yun smiled awkwardly and clicked on the first message, flipping through the battle list while trying to make the atmosphere a little normal.

But it has no effect at all.

Soraya rolled his eyes at Xin Yun, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

When did your skill at changing topics become so bad?

In this way, the originally awkward atmosphere became even more awkward. In the end, the two quickly settled down for lunch, said goodbye and rushed to their respective dormitories.

After returning to the dormitory, Xin Yun finally recovered. He clicked on the message again and began to search for his name in the battle list.

In the second round of competition, the original five groups were re-divided into two groups, with 62 people in each group, for a total of thirty rounds of competition.

This time Xin Yun was assigned to Group B, and her opponent was a girl named Han Jie from Class 5. The competition was in the 18th round, so she was a bit behind.

After carefully looking at the match list, there was no situation where the seeded players met each other in advance. The eight seeded players were all staggered. Sure enough, the seeded players should not meet each other before the quarterfinals.

After exiting the campus network, Xin Yun opened Penguin again and clicked on the chat box with "Mouse".

Han Jie was in Group A during the first round of the competition. It was impossible for Xin Yun to pay attention to so many people's matches at the same time. He had zero knowledge of Han Jie's information, so he could only look up information from rats again.

It was still an indirect and clear conversation. After the three-dollar red envelope was sent out, the mouse sent Han Jie's message.

"Han Jie, the elf is a night patrolling spirit with floating characteristics. Its double defense is very high, especially the special defense, but it lacks effective attack skills. Be careful of its curse and will-o'-the-wisp."

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The atmosphere of the afternoon game was not affected by the end of the first round in the morning, and it was still as lively as ever.

At this time, the game was still in its eighteenth round.

"Please advise."

Xin Yun said to Han Jie on the opposite side and took out the elf ball.

"Well...please give me some advice..." Han Jie nodded slightly and returned the greeting.

The two released the elves at the same time, and Zoroa faced off against the night patrolling spirit that looked like a ridge of skeletons.

"Game start!"

After reading the rules of the game, the referee waved the flag and announced the start of the game.

"Will-o'-the-wisp..."

Han Jie gave the order quietly, and balls of blue will-o'-the-wisps burned around the night patrolling spirit, flying towards Zoroa.

Although the Night Patrolling itself is very slow, the will-o'-the-wisp moves extremely fast.

Moreover, Han Jie's Night Patrolling has individually enhanced the skill of will-o'-the-wisps. Unlike a single group of will-o'-the-wisps that is easy to avoid, a whole row of will-o'-the-wisps has very little space to dodge.

"See through! Then approach at full speed!"

Universal Seethrough is online at this time. If he is hit by the will-o'-the-wisp, Zoroa will enter a burn state, the power of physical attacks will be halved, and he will suffer continuous damage. Xin Yun does not dare to take this risk.

With his eyes glowing blue, Zoroa grabbed the gap in the row of will-o'-the-wisps and evaded the attack from the will-o'-the-wisps. Then he began to rush towards the Night Patrolling at the fastest speed.

"curse…"

"provocative!"

At the moment when Han Jie was about to curse, Xin Yun took the lead in shouting out the name of the next skill to Zoroa. Immediately, Zoroa showed a sly smile to the night watcher, and a burst of black light emitted from his body, followed by this burst of The black light was transferred to the Night Patrolling. The Night Patrolling's body froze, and the skills it had prepared seemed to be stuck, and it froze in place.

"The final blow! Wave of evil!"

Zoroa jumped up and jumped in front of the Night Watcher's face. The black ball of light in his mouth instantly turned into evil waves and burst out!

The wave of evil at full power hits the target perfectly!

With the fall of Night Patrolling, this battle also came to an end.

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