NABC Chapter 107 Reunion with the 3-person team
Chapter 107 Reunion with the 3-person team
Thinking of this, Yun Xiaoming smiled at Feng Yingying.
And the skin of the maid outfit he put on revealed a soft, sweet smile.
Even the voice can be changed into a loli voice: "Nice to meet you, Sister Fengzhiqingying."
Feng Yingying stayed away from Xiaoxian's wife, and secretly took a photo and sent it to Yun Xiaoming.
Postscript: "This is your competitor, I am your friend~!"
After posting, I suddenly remembered something, and immediately added another sentence: "Sorry, I forgot that the witch god is married... You have been double-crit. I didn't intend to poke your pain point."
Yun Xiaoming took out his phone and replied to Feng Yingying: "It's okay, I've gone back to school for self-study."
Many people at the scene were playing with their mobile phones, so when the "little fairy wife" in a maid outfit took out her mobile phone and poked it, no one was suspicious.
Feng Yingying didn't doubt either.
After all, everyone cares more about their numbers.
Soon, all those who participated in the second round got their numbers.
The second round of the competition is a collaboration, a group of three, will be taken further north, close to the Beihai generation.
In the last hunt, most of them were alien beasts, but this time, apart from alien beasts, there were also bad weather and competitors.
Under such circumstances, those who pass the test are eligible to join the real deputy swordsman election.
After the numbers are assigned, the random combination of groups begins.
For the sake of fairness, the collocation rule of the three-person team is the strongest, with a medium one, and then with the lowest one.
Yun Xiaoming knew that he was No. [-] in the region, and the ones who were paired up must be pig teammates.
But it doesn't matter, he likes pig teammates!
Yun Xiaoming calmly waited for his teammates.
"020, 052, 082, organized into 12 groups."
Yun Xiaoming was 052, he looked around to see who was 020, and saw that the number plate on Feng Yingying's chest was 020.
Yun Xiaoming rubbed his forehead, Feng Yingying is not a pig teammate...
If you want to go out with Feng Yingying...you can only pin your hopes on another teammate.
Soon, another teammate 082 also appeared.
It was a warrior wearing a death mask. He was very tall, half a head taller than Feng Yingying. He was muscular, taciturn, with his arms folded in his sleeves.
Yun Xiaoming thought: I am number one in the whole district, and Feng Yingying must be at the upper-middle level, so you must be the bottom one in the whole district, teammate Death Mask!
I am very happy to have a teammate like you!
Feng Yingying was obviously also aware of this problem, she frowned at the warrior: "What rank are you?"
The warrior replied in a deep voice: "The last one in the hunting ground in the northern suburbs."
Feng Yingying curled her lips unhappily, and said, "You will follow me and my little fairy wife when the time comes, don't hold back!"
The warrior hummed: "Happy cooperation!"
Yun Xiaoming pinned his hopes on this death mask warrior, walked over and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I am... um... that's the one..."
The words "Little Fairy Wife" are really too embarrassing, I am too embarrassed to say it.
The warrior stretched out his hand and shook hands with Yun Xiaoming: "I know you, you are 'Wu Wu's little fairy wife'."
The martial artist's hands are very thick, black all over, and there is a faint phosphorescence on them.
When Yun Xiaoming grasped this big hand, he was slightly taken aback.
The skin on that hand was very hard and familiar.
Yun Xiaoming lowered his eyes, and a person flashed through his head.
On the surface of the dishing water, he fought with a person with such a hand!
That is - Xiao 8's hand after genetic modification!
Once he realized that the masked person in front of him might be Xiao Ba, Yun Xiaoming silently withdrew his hand.
He saw Feng Yingying also shaking hands with this warrior.
The martial artist's attitude towards Feng Yingying was obviously different from his own, his big rough hands held Feng Yingying's catkin very carefully, the contrast between black and white was extremely clear.
Not only that, after the handshake was over, the big black hand was still somewhat reluctant to part, and it took a while before it was retracted into the sleeve.
Yun Xiaoming confirmed it was correct.
Perhaps Feng Yingying could no longer recognize this tall warrior with rough hands.
But Yun Xiaoming is sure that this person is Xiao 8!
Xiao Ba entered the second round with the last score.
The difficulty of being the last one just right is much more difficult than accidentally becoming the first in the whole district.
Yun Xiaoming even suspected that Xiao Ba's strength was even higher than his own now!
And there is no doubt that Xiao Ba's ambition and scheme are greater than Feng Yingying's!
With two teammates like this, do you want to be the same?Still need to think carefully.
Yun Xiaoming boarded the plane to the Northland with complicated emotions.
On the plane, relevant staff explained the competition rules in detail.
"The North Sea snow field is full of dangers. Each team has a real-time counter, which will broadcast the hunting situation of the 33 teams in real time."
"The team score accounts for 50% of the total score; the individual score accounts for 50%; only those who are excellent in both the team and the individual will be selected for the final deputy swordsman election."
"The final vice-sword holder will be selected by the witch god himself." At this point, the person in charge suddenly paused, and added a sentence, "So some foolish fans of the witch god, don't just worry about it." Be your own "Little Fairy Wife" oh, only if your whole team is good, you will have the chance to meet the real Wushen!"
Yun Xiaoming: ... If you talk about the rules, talk about the rules, why diss me!
Fortunately, he is now a cute girl in a maid outfit, and everyone loves him.
What's more, no one dared to mock him face-to-face with his number one strength in the whole region, but they just looked at him a few more times with evil intentions.
There are also some men who looked at him a lot more.
After the introduction by the person in charge, everyone turned on the mode of closing their eyes and resting their minds.
Xiao 8 seemed even more taciturn. He flattened the cover over the seat, changed it to sleep mode, and fell into deep thought.
Soon, the plane landed, and everyone got off the plane, seeing the bright moon hanging slantingly, and a vast snowfield under the moon.
The Luoxue Forest in the distance looks like a beast with its mouth wide open, ready to devour those humans who come to seek death at any time.
The organizer's staff introduced this North Sea snowfield to everyone: "Since the recovery of the global aura, this place has been a restricted area, and it is difficult for non-high-level warriors to survive from it. And the strange beasts here all start at S-level. According to legend , the world's highest-level S-class alien beast discovered so far, also lives in this wilderness."
Yun Xiaoming took it down silently, it seems that this is the reason why the organizer chose the top [-].
Otherwise, some low-level warriors came here just to die, which would only increase the casualties.
"Pay attention to your counting bracelets!" The staff distributed new bracelets to everyone.
"The red □□ area circled on the wristband is the safe zone. Please act in this area. If you break through the safe zone, your personal safety is not guaranteed. Monsters hunted outside the safe zone will not be counted in the counter. After three days The candidates for the third round will be counted and selected in a timely manner. If someone encounters real danger, immediately press the distress button on the wristband, and someone will come to rescue him!"
Yun Xiaoming looked down at his bracelet. Although this bracelet had the same appearance as last time, it had more functions. Not only the count of personal monster kills, the count of teammate kill monsters, the count of other teams, but also the miniature map.
On the edge of the map, a red line is drawn, like blood stains left on white paper.
At this moment, the cold wind howled, rolled up a large piece of snow, and smashed it to everyone.
100 people stood in the snow. Although they were dressed in different clothes, they shouted "Got it!", but they were very neat.
"Okay! It's 3 o'clock in the morning. Three days later, at [-] o'clock in the morning, the second round of selection will end!"
"set off!"
Following the order of the staff, some warriors took out their sleds, some warriors ran sprints, and some warriors with psychic abilities, like the breeze, swept across the snowfield and disappeared into the wild forest.
Yun Xiaoming wants to go.
Xiao 8 is not in a hurry.
It was inconvenient for Feng Yingying to run with her own weapon, so the trio ended up at the end and walked straight on the snow for a long time. When the moon was in the sky, Feng Yingying was the first to speak: "Hey, Since we are a team of three, do you want to formulate the following combat strategy?"
As a result, as soon as Feng Yingying finished speaking, there was movement on the snow.
A black-scaled python with a diameter of two meters jumped out of the snowy forest.
That is, a real wild S-rank monster. Except for the battle with Gong Shangyu, Yun Xiaoming has not seen this thing for a long time.
When this wild black-scaled python appeared, the three of them immediately joined hands without saying a word.
Feng Yingying jumped up from the ground, and the army green iron box she was carrying was blown away by a whirlwind, and inside was a small rocket launcher with a diameter of [-] centimeters.
She tilted her head slightly, and with a bang, the shell shot out from the muzzle of the gun, hitting the body of the black scale python.
There was no gunpowder, no explosion, only a whirlwind appeared from the side of the black-scaled python, and penetrated into the body of the black-scaled python like a screw.
Feng Yingying whistled proudly, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is the latest spiritual weapon researched by our military department. It can triple the power of my wind ability through quantum transformation."
When Xiao 8 shot out the wind bullet, his fists rushed out of his sleeves, and with a bang, the speed was so fast that even Yun Xiaoming couldn't see clearly. When the shadow of the fist disappeared, the skull of the black scale python It was shattered and collapsed on the ground motionless.
But at this moment, Feng Yingying's vortex had just hit the black scale python.
Feng Yingying immediately changed color, she looked at Xiao Ba: "Your strength..."
I didn't say the following words, but the meaning is obvious - your strength is more than enough to take the first place in the whole district, why is it the bottom of the whole district?
Xiao Ba didn't pay attention to Feng Yingying, he had just seen Feng Yingying make a move, and he already had a rough idea of her strength.
Now, he just looked at Yun Xiaoming and remained silent.
Although he didn't say a word, Yun Xiaoming knew that he wanted to see him make a move.
Yun Xiaoming hurriedly said: "Ah... so you are a boss... Actually, I am not interested in the position of deputy swordsman at all. Hmm... I just want to do it."
Feng Yingying frowned slightly.
Although she doesn't have delusions about the deputy sword holder, she wants to know her true strength, and she definitely doesn't want to be the bottom one in this round!
Xiao Ba stared at Yun Xiaoming for a while.
I saw a pair of big flickering eyes under those ponytails.
She looked very young, very soft and cute, and... the two ankles exposed outside the maid's skirt were covered with goosebumps from the cold.
It seems that this is an ordinary warrior, maybe stronger than Feng Yingying, but definitely not as powerful as himself.
Xiao Eight asked: "This... little fairy wife? You really don't want to be the assistant sword bearer?"
Yun Xiaoming said: "Yeah!" and added: "Originally I wanted to marry Wu Yeyao, but he didn't tell me that he got married, and even publicly mocked me for my nickname! Hmph..."