Quadruple split

"Xiao Han performed very steadily."

In the lounge of Red Constellation, Kunou, who looked like a female junior high school student, looked at the big screen with satisfaction, clapped her hands and said with a smile: "In this state, I think as long as we don't encounter too strong opponents, we can reach the top 32. There’s definitely no problem.”

Hanmei, who was sitting next to her and smoking, grinned and said cheerfully: "That's for sure. That kid even killed me before. I told him that day that he would kill both of us. Hehe, I guess. He's afraid of being taught a lesson by me, he played pretty well later on."

"That's what you think..."

Jiuzong muttered helplessly, then changed the subject and said: "Let me think about it, in Group B of Xiao Han, the more noteworthy ones are Rebecca, Ke Yi, Shuxiang, Lancelot and Yu Po Douluo from the Fire Guild, I think as long as we don’t encounter Po Douluo, even Xiao Han can beat the other guys."

Xueran hugged Jiuzong's shoulders from behind curiously, and asked curiously: "Why, sister Jiujiu, I remember that Po Douluo's ranking on the rankings was not as good as Lancelot and Shuxiang? He was in the previous auditions. I think you lost to Lancelot back then, right? Why do you say Han Guang can beat him as long as he doesn't meet him?"

"Rankings can't mean anything, and auditions can't mean anything either."

Jiuzhong shook his head and pinched his blood-stained cheek fondly: "You are relatively new to the industry, and you haven't had much dealings with people from the Yuhuo Guild. Let's put it this way, even though that Soul Douluo is ranked Not as good as Shuxiang and Lancelot, but if we want to fight to the death, I guarantee that no one in Group B will be more difficult than him."

Xue Ran yawned and said lazily: "I don't understand, I don't understand. Anyway, I will fight Sister Jiujiu and Sister Meimei how you arrange them. If we compare with Po Fengniao, there are only four people left." We have already won."

"It's better not to count me out..."

Instead of watching Han Guang's game, Yin Yue, who was sitting cross-legged on a yoga mat not far away with her eyes closed and concentrating, slowly opened her eyes and sighed with a particularly melancholy tone: "I definitely can't stand today."

The man who was playing cards with the gentleman laughed first, then turned around and asked: "Xiaoyue, aren't you the type who likes challenges very much and doesn't care about the outcome as long as you have a good time? Why are you suddenly depressed?"

"First of all, I'm not depressed, at most I'm a little sentimental. Secondly, as long as the fight is enjoyable, I don't care about the outcome. I have to at least gain something in the battle to not care about the outcome."

While Yin Yue stood up from the yoga mat, she sighed with a subtle expression: "And the most important point is that I feel that it is impossible for me to get training from the battle with Cordoba. After all, according to the results so far, According to the known information, the opponent is a person who is very keen on killing his opponent instantly. I doubt whether I can survive for more than three seconds after encountering Cordoba."

The gentleman laughed, suddenly stood up from the card table, opened his arms and said loudly: "Be more open-minded, my dear friend! As long as it blooms brilliantly enough, it doesn't matter if it only has three seconds of light?"

"If you are referring to the blood that was splashed everywhere when I was killed, I guess it will indeed bloom in the most gorgeous way."

Silver Moon looked at the gentleman expressionlessly and said angrily: "But judging from Cordoba's game videos from the auditions to the last round, you shouldn't expect the high probability to 'bloom' in the physical sense. What kind of good mood does the person involved have?"

As a result, at this moment, Xinglong, who had been silent until just now, suddenly spoke: "Yinyue."

"ah?"

Yinyue was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned to look at Xinglong and said seriously: "Captain, tell me."

"Hand over all your displacement or acceleration auxiliary skills at the beginning."

Xinglong looked at Yinyue calmly and said warmly: "Although I won't say nonsense like you can win, but if you can work hard to persist in front of that person for a while, your gains may not be small."

Yin Yue, who noticed that there was something wrong with her attitude just now, immediately looked stern, stood up straight and said subconsciously: "Yes, captain!"

"Don't be so serious. I'm not criticizing you. After all, that person is a non-professional player who has always been at the top of the personal ranking pyramid. It's understandable that he can't accept it. I believe that the alchemist in the last game is also I won’t be any better than you.”

Xinglong smiled, then suddenly turned to look at Jiuzhong beside him, and said with a smile: "It is Sister Jiujiu who deserves to be criticized."

Jiuchong was immediately stunned, and Hanmei, who was sitting next to her, glanced over at her: "What's wrong with Jiujiu?"

"nothing."

Xinglong shook his head and said softly: "It's just... Han Guang hasn't won yet."

After the words fell, everyone in the conference room was stunned, and Jiuzong, who reacted the fastest, looked at Xinglong with still gentle eyes with relief, nodded and said: "You are right, I really should be criticized. "

"Although I think it's okay to be a little arrogant, but..."

Hanmei, who reacted immediately, shrugged and smiled at Xinglong: "Sure enough, I thought it was the right decision to give the captain to you."

Silver Moon, Gentleman and Pioneer also nodded with sincerity. Only the blood-stained willow eyebrows frowned and asked: "I still don't understand. Captain, you don't think that amateur can kill Han Guang, do you?"

"Have I mentioned before that I was killed by a mage in a simulated battle? If according to your standards, that person is not even on the rankings, isn't he an amateur among amateurs?"

Xinglong said lightly, paused for a few seconds, and then said to Xueran Qingqing, who had an unconvinced face: "Listen, I don't think Hanguang will lose this game, but no matter how confident we are in him, As long as there is no winner for one second, we should not make any assumptions based on the victory of one of the parties, do you understand?"

Xue Ran shook his head and said very honestly: "I don't understand. I just don't think Han Guang will lose. He is much stronger than his opponent."

"Although what you said is fine."

Xinglong was not angry because of the opponent's stubbornness, nor did he feel that his authority as the captain was offended. He just continued to say in a warm tone: "But in most cases, the stronger party will Win', the more market view is actually 'the winning side is stronger', especially in our circle, you should know that things like runner-up and silver medals are meaningless."

Pioneer nodded and complained: "Although I still think it's a bit crazy to sell the runner-up trophy directly to the club where everyone splits the money."

"That's not the point."

Xinglong calmly asked the pioneer to shut up for the time being, and then smiled at the girl who still said 'I don't understand' instead of 'dissatisfied' on her face: "Do you want to make a bet with me?"

Xueran was stunned for a moment, then immediately jumped up to Xinglong with great interest: "Okay, okay! What are you betting on?"

"I bet Han Guang loses."

Xinglong calmly said the words that made everyone's heads go blank, and smiled at Xueran, who was also in a sluggish state: "How about you bet that Hanguang wins?"

Xueran did not answer immediately, but suddenly turned his head to look at Jiuzong, his dearest friend, and asked loudly: "Sister Jiujiu, is the guy named Lan opposite him not a secretive person..."

"no."

Kokonoe, who looked equally confused, answered immediately, shaking his head and saying, "At least not as far as I know."

Xueran frowned, and then stared at the elf man on the screen who had been successfully restricted to a small area by the cold light's 'puppet thread', with a gloomy face, and relied on his own intuition to judge that this man was definitely not there. Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but actually being cornered by the cold light, he turned back to Xinglong and asked, "What are you betting on?"

"If you win, I will be on duty in the training room for you for a week."

Xinglong replied in a brisk tone. .

"Okay, okay."

Xue Ran, who would rather do extra training than do duty, nodded vigorously and asked: "What if, um, I mean what if, you win?"

"If I win."

Xinglong smiled and said kindly, "I'll help you with your duties for a month."

"ah?"

Xue Ran was confused at the time, and after a while he said in shock: "Damn it, Captain, you don't want to flirt with me, so you're showing off to me like this, okay? You really don't have to bother me so much, you're not my type, why are you trying so hard?" It’s all useless.”

"I'm thinking too much, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Xinglong shook his head and continued to say kindly: "Although I will help you do your duty for a month, during this month, you must practice yoga with Yinyue."

Bang——

After hearing this, Xueran's legs softened and he knelt down on the ground. His face was pale and he trembled: "Team... Captain of the team, you just said... what are you going to do? ….”

"Practice yoga with Yinyue for a month, and you must meet her requirements."

"That's not fair! You're committing murder!"

"It doesn't matter, you can refuse me."

"..."

"You'd better make a decision quickly. Looking at the current situation, Hanguang will win the game soon."

"I……"

"you?"

"I……"

"how?"

"I bet with you!"

…

at the same time

[Sure enough, the gap between professional players and outsiders is still too big...]

Although he gritted his teeth and spent more than 30% of his health to break out of the thin line that could tear the armor and body apart if he was not careful, Hirarashi, who was no longer 40% of his prime, was almost at his limit. , and Han Guang, his opponent, didn't even show up at this moment.

[Can't beat it, can't beat it, just can't beat it...]

Using his blood-stained right hand to draw the bow string, Hiran barely managed to penetrate an insect puppet that suddenly jumped out of the grass beside him. In the next moment, he jumped up again and pierced it with the wrist blade hidden in his cuffs. A humanoid puppet struck down by an eagle, destroying the opponent's 'center' and at the same time, he was also knocked back to the ground by the heavy impact.

[How can I be as good as professional players? Even if I have worked hard these past few months, I have tried hard, but...]

At the last moment before being penetrated from behind, he forced his body to the side, raised his hand and ejected the wrist blade. After piercing an ape-shaped puppet, he also lost his balance and staggered to the ground.

[It hurts so much. What does this sensory protection system protect?...]

The left hand that was about to be raised was pierced by a sharp blade. The slender and featureless 'scissor hand' appeared in front of him at a desperate speed. He lifted it completely unergonomically, like a long needle. right arm——

[When have I ever been wronged like this since I was a child...]

The reaction nerves stimulated by the pain faithfully completed the task. Hiran tilted his head in an extremely awkward way to avoid the long needle that pierced his eyebrows. At the same time, he exerted force on his waist and performed a rabbit kick. He directly kicked out the Scissorhands that was almost pressing on him.

[One or two are so powerful! I've almost made my head bald and it's better than me! 】

He casually summoned a piece of green mist for pain relief. Hiran did not distance himself again, but directly rushed towards the slender puppet 'Scissorhands'. He threw the longbow into the sky and held it with his free right hand. Holding the opponent's right arm with fingers replaced by sharp blades, he used the basic attribute bonus brought by natural magic to break the delicate 'arm' in the palm with his bare hands.

【I have worked very hard! I couldn't bear to flirt with the little girl anymore. Whenever I had time, I would just fucking shoot arrows! Archery! Archery! Archery! 】

He caught the long bow that fell back in front of him again. His left hand was almost useless, and he used his long boots to step on the bow. With his right hand, he pulled out eight arrows from the quiver on his waist at once.

[If I had known earlier, I would have continued to show off. Anyway, I am not a shameless person, so why do I do this to myself! 】

The five fingers of his right hand split several shallow gaps at the same time. The flying arrows continued to collide and change positions in mid-air. In a short period of time, a closed 'arrow array' was formed, sealing off the area with a radius of approximately 100 meters with Hiran as the center. A small area less than two meters.

【I have worked so hard! If there are no results, how can we make excuses then? ! 】

Holding back the bone-piercing pain that was weakened by about 70%, she clenched the long bow and reached for the quiver behind her again, but missed.

At the same time, there were two slender 'Scissor Hands' floating around him, and in front of him there was an 'Iron Bear' about the size of an adult ogre, holding a tower shield in each hand, and a young man with an indifferent expression also appeared. On the side of the 'Arrow Formation', he waved both hands.

[Damn it, I don’t even know now whether I am afraid of hard work or of mistakes and setbacks. Is daring to show off my feelings the last fig leaf? 】

Licking his chapped lower lip, Hiran suddenly drew the bow string on his right wrist, and blood suddenly flowed.

The next second, the thick 'Iron Bear' had already crashed into the arrow formation. Although his body was instantly transformed into a hedgehog by the eight [Mother and Second Arrows], it still approached Hiran with heavy steps.

[I tried my best, so be it, I’m not that good anyway...]

Holding the dark red short spear made of blood tightly, Zi Lan struggled to draw the bow and set the arrow.

[Ah, as expected it still doesn’t work...]

Although an arrow penetrated the 'cold light', Zilan, who was still crushed by the iron bear, laughed bitterly and turned into white light and left the game.

【I knew it……】

Although he ignored the puppet disguised as Han Guang and directly shot through the 'Iron Bear' in front of him and the 'Scissor Hand' on the left side of the disguise with one arrow, Hiran was still stabbed through the chest by the Scissor Hand that rushed towards him at high speed and turned into a Tsukuba left the game.

【So annoying...】

After penetrating the puppet on the right, barely avoiding the attack of the 'Iron Bear', and squeezing out the last bit of magic power to activate the skill [Root Entanglement] to restrain Fake Hanguang and the scissor hand on his left, Hiran let out a sigh of relief.

"sharp!"

The one who arrived with the sharp blade was an exclamation: "Are you interested in coming to the Red Constellation Club? I can be a recommender."

"No, I don't have the ability."

Hiran said this from the bottom of his heart, and then turned into white light and disappeared before falling down.

【……】

The next second, the thick 'Iron Bear' had already crashed into the arrow formation. Although his body was instantly transformed into a hedgehog by the eight [Mother and Second Arrows], it still approached Hiran with heavy steps.

【? ? ? 】

Holding the dark red short spear made of blood tightly, Zi Lan struggled to draw the bow and set the arrow.

…

【The Crime Debate】The Second Day

[Run·Jilan-Neutral Good] A desperate situation was reversed and advanced to the top 16 of Group B

[Cold Light-Chaotic Kindness] was eliminated unexpectedly, stopping at the top 128.

Chapter 1971: End