Quadruple split

Although the two sides were evenly matched in terms of verbal exchanges, and even Po Douluo, who had been quite calm throughout the whole process, had a slight advantage, it was Lancelot who had the absolute upper hand on the scene.

Although everyone does not understand what kind of profession [Dark Knight] is, this does not prevent people from appreciating Lancelot's extremely fashionable combat skills.

I saw that the very handsome long sword in his hand was constantly making slashes in the air. Every time he swung it, it left a lingering black burn mark in front of him, and when these burn marks accumulated When it reaches a certain number, it will fly towards Po Douluo as if it is alive, blocking its evasion angle with space cracks like tail flames, forcing the latter to confront Lancelot head-on without being able to dodge normally. .

In the head-on competition, Lancelot, who was ranked a full ten places higher than Po Douluo a day ago, clearly had the advantage, especially after cutting off a small section of his spare weapon, and every time he faced him head-on. The shaking can make the former's not-so-good-looking face become even more livid, and traces of blood even begin to ooze from the corners of his mouth.

"Garbage! Garbage! Garbage!"

Lancelot waved his soul-bound weapon [Sword of No Regrets and Filth] with great energy, constantly striking at the long knife in Po Douluo's hand that was full of gaps and whose durability had obviously dropped to a dangerous level. He laughed loudly and said: "How do you deserve to have the same profession as me? How do you deserve to be favored by the power of the Holy Lord? How do you want to implement the true darkness? Little trash, you are simply giving chaos Evil is shameful!”

Po Douluo frowned, and then used his strength to get out of Lancelot's attack range after the surrounding slash marks that severely restricted his movement disappeared. The sword queen said impatiently: "When can you represent chaotic evil?"

"Because what I do is 'right' for true chaotic evil!"

Lancelot grinned, and his body began to burn with cold black flames that seemed to have substance. As he dragged his weapon slowly towards Po Douluo, he shouted in a deep voice: "Don't you understand? The camp in this game is the 'True Self' ', everyone's 'true self' will be assigned to one of the camps by the system, and chaotic evil is naturally the home of evil parties who hate those outdated rules and do not hide their desires. For example, you, Po Douluo , since you are also from this camp, you are naturally a born evil party, but I am different from you. Even if you are lucky enough to be included in the chaotic evil camp, you are destined to be just a foil, while I will be the savior of the evil people!"

"Well……"

Podouluo, who had been expressionless since the battle began, but occasionally had a flash of anger in his eyes, was shaken, and then looked at Lancelot with a strange expression: "What, are you here?" Is this true outside of the game as well?”

"If you are referring to the temperament of a superior..."

Lifting his foot and stepping hard on a piece of thin ice that had been condensed out of thin air, Lancelot jumped up high and struck Podouluo in the air like a black meteor: "That's true."

boom--!

With a deafening roar, a jet-black pillar of flame rose into the sky where Lancelot landed, and was cut into two sections in the middle after a dark flash of light that was at least three meters long.

And just when he reached the position where the Flame Pillar was cut, Po Douluo's body flew out uncontrollably, and fell heavily to the ground half a second later. He rolled several times before extinguishing the flames on his body. Black inflammation like a tarsal maggot.

"But if what you want to ask is, are you so awkward when speaking in real life? Are you still in middle school and have not graduated? Then I can only say that I am still a smooth person, and I can't do anything like that. A gregarious thing.”

Lancelot shook the long sword in his hand and showed a slightly ferocious smile: "Of course, this does not prevent me from also having the habit of saving villains and crushing bedbugs, but the method is much different than in this world. Too much tenderness.”

"I understand, I understand. To put it simply, although you are not a fool, because you were born well, you are mentally inferior to those pure idiots, right?"

Po Douluo, who struggled twice before successfully getting up from the ground, said with a sly smile while wearing rough clothes: "The savior of the wicked? Can you help me pay back the more than twenty issues left, and each issue is the same?" Can it cover my mortgage payment of three times my basic salary? Can it allow me to refuse to accompany my boss to socialize? Can it allow me to pay two yuan less for water, electricity and gas every month? Can it prevent my girlfriend from evolving into a zombie during her menstrual period? Can it be a dragon beast? Can it increase the success rate of condoms from 98% to 100%? Can it make my Stud team win the game? Can it make those naughty children of the seven aunts and eight aunts die suddenly? Can my kidneys return to ten years ago? Can my belly fat and nose hair be cured? Can my future daughter be prevented from being snatched away by a gangster? Can the minotaur be killed? Can it be done? Ah?!"

By the time he said it at the end, Po Douluo, who was still calm at first, was roaring hysterically.

And Lancelot, who was preparing to pursue the victory, was also a little confused by this series of intensive and heavy questions.

In fact, Lancelot was not the only one who was affected. Under Po Douluo's series of soul questions, countless adults who were paying attention to this hot battle fell silent, and some even left behind Two lines of clear tears...

"No, I really want to die."

Behind the commentary box under the big screen, the official commentator slumped in his chair with a smile on his face, and his tone was full of despair: "It is obviously a game for all ages, why are we talking about such an adult topic, destruction? Well, let this world be destroyed."

"how to say……"

The handsome guy who had always been quite calm before did not complain about the colleague next to him at this time. He just sighed deeply: "I already know some of the reasons why the two players are defined as chaotic evil, but I have to say something heavy. , it is indeed Po Douluo who is better."

"Yes, so to be irresponsible, I think that if the burdens of both sides could be converted into combat power, Po Douluo would have completed the ultimate victory."

The regained smile shrugged, crossed his arms and said, "But then again, compared to desperate adults, I personally prefer little friends who haven't realized the dangers of society, so...either handsome guy Let’s make a bet, I’ll bet twenty bottles of Yakult Lancelot to win.”

The handsome guy lowered his head and glanced at the scene on the LCD screen, which was a one-sided battle after the restart, and turned to look at the smiling face with extremely contemptuous eyes: "Where is your face?"

"Face is not hard currency, shamelessness is."

He smiled and shook his index finger, and then said in a slightly more serious tone: "In short, we can see that the more famous Po Douluo is in a very bad situation now, and Lancelot has not been affected just now. Those monstrous words confused the mind, and it is still steadily consolidating its advantage."

The handsome guy nodded slightly and analyzed the situation while looking at the situation on the field: "Lancelot's advantages are too comprehensive. Even if it is conservatively estimated, he is at least two levels better than Soul Douluo in terms of basic attributes. In addition, In addition, the former has an overall advantage in terms of equipment.”

"Just a quick reminder, the screens our commentators can see are the same as yours. There is no such thing as checking the player's character panel or equipment attributes."

Xiaomian said this very seriously, and then added: "But our understanding of this game is not low, so we can see some details that the audience friends may not notice, such as the heavy weight of Po Douluo." Set A, I remember it was produced by a large chain of blacksmith shops [Rongshan Castle]. The complete set costs more than 5,000 gold coins in total. It is a very reliable and cost-effective choice in terms of quality."

"But although Lancelot's suit looks very recognizable, it is not a common standard equipment on the market, so most likely it was obtained through mission rewards or individually customized. Although this does not mean that the quality will Better than the store stuff, but..."

The handsome guy paused for a moment and considered: "Judging from the appearance and special effects of those equipment, the strength is probably relatively guaranteed. After all, there is a truth that can be said even in the relatively reasonable [World of Innocence]. Yes, that is, although those who are powerful may not be handsome, those who are handsome are usually powerful."

Smiley nodded vigorously and agreed: "My understanding is that most craftsmen are rational, so they will not modify or carve when the quality is not in place. As for those special effects, most of them are due to the enchantment. It's caused by overflowing of similar things, or the materials are used too well. After all, what can shine must be gold and silver, not iron."

"Well, it seems that Po Douluo has indeed reached his limit."

The handsome guy looked at Po Douluo in the picture being slashed to the ground by a heavy sword, and the long sword in his hand finally turned into dozens of pieces of debris and collapsed on the spot, and then he said this, which was almost like announcing the result. conclusion.

And the facts have also proved that no matter whether the handsome guy is a professional commentator or not, at least his above judgment is completely correct. As Lancelot raised his sword in a burst of laughter, the completely locked Po Douluo was actually He was directly suppressed by a mysterious force and was unable to move. He could only watch helplessly as a black beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth crashed down like a toppling building. In an instant, it was forcibly 'evaporated' along with a large area of ​​land. .

"Then, this hot battle of [Inquisition Battle·Personal Battle Audition] is over. Let us congratulate Lancelot."

Smiley clapped his hands gently and lowered his head to read the manuscript: "In the next period of time, the big screen in the public area will continue to play the highlights of this game until the next hot battle appears. Here is the commentator Smiley. "

The partner next to him sighed and said in a business-like voice without emotion: "Here is the handsome commentator."

"Well, I'll see you next time."

"See you next time."

…

Beep——

When the figures of the two commentators disappeared from the screen, Hanmei, who was watching the game in the public area, Red Constellation Conference Room No. 1, with her friends, waved off the virtual screen and turned to the [Red Constellation Home Team] selected in this competition. Seven people asked: "How do you feel?"

"Gorgeous! Gorgeous! Very intoxicating superficial beauty!"

The gentleman who jumped up from the sofa, turned 360 degrees and finally struck a pose with wings spread like a roc was the first to express his opinion.

Hanmei glared at him and said angrily: "I didn't ask that! You're such a pervert that you can't wait to see a dung beetle passing by and you have to lie down on the ground and praise your beauty!"

The gentleman immediately shook his index finger, and the old man said calmly: "Hanmei, you are wrong. Real beauty is never limited to..."

"If you don't stop talking nonsense, do yoga with me and Yin Yue tomorrow."

Hanmei glanced coldly at the gentleman, who immediately coughed lightly, sat back on the sofa obediently and shut up.

After a while, Xinglong was the first to break the silence and said seriously: "This battle is very exciting."

"Moisture..."

The petite Jiuzhong hugged his knees and huddled on the sofa. After listening to Xinglong's evaluation, he frowned slightly and asked, "You mean, neither of them used their full strength?"

"That's right, neither our old friend Po Douluo nor the guy named Lancelot, who is second only to me, probably used their full strength."

Xinglong nodded and said seriously: "In other words, although this game is very lively, there is not much 'knowledge'. At most, it is just for everyone to see the people with high basic attributes and those with low basic attributes. It’s just about how much advantage you can get from a head-on confrontation.”

Xueran, who was squatting on the armrest of the sofa, smiled and showed two pretty tiger teeth: "Is it my imagination? I always feel that Brother Xinglong, you have some opinions on that Lancelot? It shouldn't be because he is ranking The one who’s right on the list could blow up your relationship at any time, right?”

"For professional players, the value of the rankings is not great. This is what Hanmei told us a few years ago. Since this principle applies to other games, games like Innocence Not to mention."

Xinglong said this lightly, and then shrugged: "But you may be right. I really don't have a good impression of the man named Lancelot. It's not because of his trash talk. After all, a gentleman is here." This aspect is much more powerful, but..."

Seeing Xinglong hesitate for a moment, Hanmei, Xueran, Pioneer and the gentleman just mentioned immediately asked in unison: "But what?"

Although Jiuzhong and Yinyue, two relatively stable girls, did not follow along and asked questions, they also cast curious glances at Xinglong.

Only Han Guang, who had just returned to the club two days ago, sat blankly on the sofa with a dull look on his face, completely out of the situation.

"But...I always feel that that person doesn't have much depth."

Xinglong said something uncertain, shook his head and said: "You don't need to care about this kind of thing. All in all, being ranked fifth in the personal rankings itself has proved that Lancelot is powerful. If If you meet him in a personal battle, you will go all out from the start."

Everyone nodded and responded in unison.

Then--

"Han Mei, Silver Moon, Pioneer..."

Xinglong suddenly called the names of three people, then stood up and walked to the door leading to the lounge on the south side of the conference room, and said without looking back: "Come here, I have something to ask you."

"Ah? Then the meeting..."

"Come back and start again."

"oh."

Chapter 1809: End