"You've suffered a loss?" Looking at the embarrassed Xu Ze, the captain chuckled and said, "You're really honest. They asked you to deal with Zhou Chuan and you really went. You didn't even think about it. How could a player who a bunch of veterans couldn't defeat be so easy to deal with?"
"I know I was wrong, Captain." Xu Ze said softly.
"Let's prepare for the next deployment. We are far behind the other three battle paths." The captain waved his hand and said.
"Yes!" Xu Ze responded loudly and trotted off to prepare in a vigorous and efficient manner.
The bearded captain leaned back in the wide chair with his eyes closed.
With the help of Lingka's vision feedback, what all the contestants who successfully passed the first round of the finals were experiencing appeared in his mind in the third person.
The huge mental and physical exertion was so great that even he found it difficult to bear.
But the Great Black Mountain is full of dangers and is also the entrance to the ruins. For the safety of the contestants, he cannot be negligent.
Even though... there's that old guy protecting me.
"Xiao Du."
Du Ping was just thinking about it when an old voice came over.
He subconsciously looked back and saw the hunched figure of Old Wang appear behind him. The operators who were originally guarding the door of the tent had already fallen down, including Xiao Xu who had just walked out.
"Mr. Wang, what do you mean?"
Du Ping frowned, took a few steps back and hid the spirit card in his palm, his face full of anger and solemnity.
Unlike the beloved old hero like Mr. Fu, this old man named Wang Tuan has a much more complicated reputation. He can be said to be three parts good and seven parts evil, and is known as "Old Monster Wang".
Rumor has it that his real age is over two hundred years old. In his early years, in order to break through the limitations of his physical body, he used some extremely dangerous card smelting method to fuse an extremely evil spiritual card into his eyeball. Since then, he has had extraordinary eyesight.
Regardless of whether the rumor is true or not, there is no doubt about the strength of Old Monster Wang, otherwise he would not have been able to help the Northern Card Makers Association guard the Great Black Mountain for many years as a partner.
Conservatively estimated, they all have diamond-level strength and are invincible.
"These youngsters are speaking rudely. I'll give them a simple lesson. I hope Xiao Du doesn't mind." said Old Monster Wang.
"After all, they are members of the Card Makers Association. It's not your turn to teach them a lesson!" Lao Du said without retreating.
"Hehe." Old Monster Wang laughed and said, "You guys smashed my shop for that stupid competition, and I can't teach a few brats a lesson? Even if I bring the matter to Old Chu and Old Fu, it won't make sense."
"What exactly do you want, senior?" Lao Du asked coldly.
"There are many wild monsters in Dahei Mountain. There is a tiankeng on the top of the mountain. Monsters have been emerging from it since the time of Emperor Chongzhen. It has been nearly four hundred years and has never stopped. If you stay in the tent and watch like you, I'm afraid that half of those children will be gone."
"What do you mean, Senior?"
"I'll go over there myself and help you take care of the child."
Du Ping was silent for a while. Just when Wang Laoguai thought he had acquiesced, he suddenly said, "Zhou Chuan is the genius chosen by Mr. Fu. You know his temper."
"Hehe, you little bastard, you dare to threaten me with that old thing? Just wait."
Old Monster Wang smiled grimly and didn't say much. His figure quickly disappeared in the tent. As he left, the operators who had fallen outside the door woke up one after another.
At the same time, the flocks of crows that were originally scattered by Du Ping throughout the Great Black Mountain to look after the contestants exploded one after another. As a result, severe pain came, and Du Ping almost fainted on the spot.
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"The old man finally couldn't sit still anymore."
"I knew this guy couldn't be trusted."
"Should we go take a look then?"
"No need. The mission that Master Fu has given us is to protect the students. If Xiao Pingzi can't even figure this out, he should step down and let others take over."
“That’s exactly what’s going on.”
In the lonely night sky, two figures hidden in the clouds were communicating through telepathy.
And under the moonlight, the sound of horse hooves is sweeping in like a violent wind.
"Seventh Master, Eighth Master, go to the left and right sides and clear out the little devils on the roadside. If you find any, just use them as materials."
At the intersection, Zhou Chuan, riding the Heroic Soul Warhorse, looked back at the Ghost Gate Inn, only to find that it had been submerged in the thick night. From a distance, it looked like a tombstone next to a grave.
Turning around, the Big Black Mountain opposite, under the dim moonlight, looked like a ferocious monster with a bloody mouth, mixed with all kinds of strange noises and indistinguishable eerie figures, as if demons and monsters were lurking around.
"The association is quite good at choosing places."
Zhou Chuan smiled and took out the supply card that Zheng Ze gave him from his heart, which included a map of the Dahei Mountain and a high-intensity flashlight.
With the help of moonlight and flashlight, he carefully scanned the map, but finally gave up the idea of "mountaineering".
Of course it is not because the Heroic Soul Warhorse is not good at mountain roads, that is what ordinary horses are afraid of. As a professional mount spirit card, it can even gallop on waterways.
The reason why Zhou Chuan did not choose to climb the mountain but to go around it was because the hinterland of the Big Black Mountain seemed a little too dangerous.
Although he was certain that someone from the association was secretly protecting them, just looking at the description on the map, if something really happened, these operators might not be able to take care of it.
After all, it is not easy to see the relevant signs of "High-risk No Entry!!!" on the map in such a tough world.
"gone."
After packing up his things, Zhou Chuan called out softly, and the horse immediately raised its hooves and galloped away. Its four legs were like balls of will-o'-the-wisp fire, flying past close to the ground.
The Black and White Impermanence floated and wandered in the woods on both sides of the road, dealing with those "little wild monsters" that were not even a trouble.
These are all top-quality materials. Even if you can't use them yourself, it's good to exchange them for the Card Creators Association.
While Zhou Chuan was thinking, a slight call suddenly came over: "Zhou Chuan... classmate Zhou Chuan."
"Huh?" Zhou Chuan was a little puzzled, but did not respond. He even exerted his mental strength to speed up the warhorse.
"Wait, wait, Zhou Chuan."
The man's voice, which was originally trembling due to excessive fear, became more rapid, but Zhou Chuan searched his mind and could not figure out who the owner of the voice was.
"Student Zhou Chuan, it's me, it's me!"
At this time, the sound came again, and the figure rolled down the hillside, and his face was so pale under the moonlight that there was no trace of blood.
Zhou Chuan looked at him for a moment, secretly calling out "Seventh Master and Eighth Master" in his heart, while taking out a flashlight and shining the strong light on the other person's face, without saying a word from beginning to end.
Whether in the legends of his previous life or in the anecdotes of this world, there are settings related to "killing on response."
Although the guy opposite looks a little weak, you still have to be cautious.
"Hey, why don't I just beat him to death? Wouldn't that be risk-free?"
Zhou Chuan looked at this guy who didn't even have a shadow under the strong light, and couldn't help but think in his heart.