National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

The usefulness of beads, even though there are countless smart people in Jiang Yuan's live broadcast room, including the Ministry of National Transport, are analyzing it, they can't come to a conclusion.

There is no way. In terms of information, both this world and the entire game are unfamiliar to Aquablue Star.

If they could find any information about the previous version of the National Games game, this so-called "destruction version" really didn't find any information.

The kind that all the countries on the entire planet cannot find if they unite.

According to the audience, the current "United Nations" on Aquamarine is the real United Nations, the kind where all countries are united.

Even if they have had various conflicts due to various factors, Aquamarine is still their common home, and they are both human beings.

The crisis of group destruction is in front of us, who dares to be cautious?

Careful senior leaders of some countries had already lost their right to speak before Jiang Yuan and others entered the current game - how did they lose it? They "voluntarily" gave up their rights for world peace, which is really touching.

So, why doesn’t the United Nations count as a country? Someone from the "country" comes to participate in this game. It seems to be regarded as a "national game"... right?

Jiang Yuan's thoughts were flying wildly.

He was thinking about things randomly when he suddenly raised his feet and stepped to block Paimon behind him, looking warily in one direction.

Over there, there are several biological auras coming towards this side.

"What's wrong?" Paimeng huddled behind Jiang Yuan in confusion.

"It should be the game NPC that appears." Jiang Yuandao.

The creatures that appeared in this world were not the auras of the contestants that he vaguely recorded.

Isn’t it just an NPC in the game?

I just don’t know if the other person is good or bad.

Several distant figures appeared in the air, approaching from far away.

Because the opponent was very fast, Jiang Yuan quickly saw the outlines of those figures clearly.

They are four humanoid creatures, but they have more or less non-human parts on their bodies.

There are two people with thin wings on their backs. They are not the wings of the Celestial Race, but a pair of transparent wings similar to dragonfly wings. Under the sun, the edges exude a cold light and look very sharp.

The word "elf" came to Jiang Yuan's mind. This kind of wings resembled the style of the wings of the elves in his memory when they became larger.

The other two figures look even weirder. One has beast claws on his hands, and the other has a pair of furry, beast-like feet where his feet should be.

The four figures were getting closer and closer, and Jiang Yuan could see more.

For example, the two unknown humanoid creatures with enlarged versions of elf wings had exquisite looks, which matched the appearance of the elves in Jiang Yuan's memory, and they were slender and slender.

The other two humanoid creatures with animal claws and feet are stronger, with obvious muscles and rough and deep facial contours.

The wings of the two in front are flapping behind their backs, and the two in the back are hanging on their bodies. It seems that they are flying with the latter.

Their relationship is very complicated. They came here together, but there is undisguised disgust and patience on their faces, as if they will separate the next moment and start to quarrel or even fight.

However, they did not fight until they were in front of Jiang Yuan.

Four pairs of eyes of different colors stared at Jiang Yuan and the others.

The two humanoid creatures with beast parts on their bodies stared curiously at the tallest thunder hammer.

Looking at the younger, delicate winged creature looking like a young man, he looked at the bead in Paimon's hand.

The older creature next to him stared at Jiang Yuan with his calm dark blue eyes: "Did you solve the crisis in the desert?"

It seems that this version of the game also has an automatic translation function.

Jiang Yuan replied with a smile: "Are you talking about a tornado? Yes, with the help of props."

Dark blue eyes looked at Jiang Yuan seriously without blinking, and Jiang Yuan also looked at him.

"You're so awesome!" Two seconds later, the young man bent his eyes at him, "This way we won't be afraid of the strong wind when we come here!"

Ok……

Why do this reaction and behavior look so familiar?

"What race are you from? I have never seen a race like yours." The young man in front of him continued to ask.

Are there many other races in this place? Jiang Yuan guessed.

"Have you seen many races?" The tall, muscular young man next to the young man cast his gaze over and sneered, "There are so many countries and races participating in the trial, how many do you know?"

Trial? Jiang Yuan noticed this word.

"It's true that it's not much," the young man who was scolded snorted, "but how much more do you know than me?"

"I don't know." The sturdy young man said calmly, "We orcs don't pay attention to this."

"Because all you can think about is muscles and fighting."

"What's wrong with fighting with your mind on it? As long as you are strong enough, you can handle anything you encounter." The young man who calls himself an orc holds out his chest and has well-defined muscles on his body. He looks very powerful in combat. "You elves can use your brains, isn't this? He also knows more than me!”

"Are you very powerful?"

"Would you like to try?"

The two people of different races became more and more noisy and energetic, and the other two young people also focused their attention on each other, which was quite tit-for-tat.

Jiang Yuan and the others were ignored by them.

Seeing them arguing and wanting to fight on the spot, Paimeng whispered in Jiang Yuan's ear and suggested: "Jiang Yuan, they are going to fight, let's stay away!"

"Of course." The momentum of these four people is considered powerful in Jiang Yuan's perception. If there are levels, they are probably around level [-].

These four hundred levels are not compared to the energy in Jiang Yuan's body, but to the contestants of other national sports games.

If other contestants were here, they probably wouldn't be able to beat any of them, after all, the level gap is there.

But Jiang Yuan is here, so he doesn't have to worry about not being able to defeat them.

The reason why he decided to follow Paimon's suggestion was that he, an ordinary passerby, did not intend to get involved in their battle and be disgraced by the aftermath.

He had just cleaned himself up not long ago. It would be troublesome to get covered in sand again.

"Then let's go," Pamon continued in a low voice.

"Yes." Jiang Yuan, taking Paimon and Thunder Hammer, was about to bypass the two orcs and elves in front and continue to choose a direction.

"Come on, I've long disliked you!"

"Reckless orcs, if you want to fight, fight!"

"Weak elves, be careful if I beat you to tears and go back and sue your parents!"

"Am I afraid of you? Watch me pull out your fangs as trophies!"

"..."

There was the sound of quarreling in his ears, which gradually became quieter as Jiang Yuan got farther and farther away from those people.

He thought they were about to fight, but he didn't expect to hear the voice that first spoke to him.

"Wait, they left!"