In an inconspicuous corner of the exclusive room, Ye Hui was looking up and down at a type of ATM machine facility. This was the Zhanzhan Store.
This thing has been standing here since Ye Hui's first level. Because he didn't understand what it was, he never paid attention to it. He didn't expect that this thing was the war shop.
[Detection, the conqueror already holds the Conquest Medal (Bronze)]
[Welcome to use the battle medal]
[Because it was the first time for a conscript to use the conquest medal, he began to explain the relevant regulations]
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1. Items in the Conquest Store can only be purchased using [Conquest Medals].
2. All items in the war shop cannot be sold or disclosed to outsiders. If the warning fails, the war shop will be permanently closed. In serious cases, forced execution will be imposed.
3. The battle store is in limited supply, and the progress of each world is refreshed once.
4. No returns or exchanges will be made in the Zhengzhan Store.
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Looking at the relevant regulations in front of him, Ye Hui closed it. This thing had a lot of rules, but the products inside were worthy of it.
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[Second Level Honor Potion]
Effect of use: After drinking, 100% health and 80% mana can be restored immediately.
Price: 1 battle medal (bronze)
Inventory: limited to 1 bottle (automatically refreshed each time a world progress is completed)
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[Soul Crystal (Small) x5]
Price: 1 battle medal (bronze)
Stock: 10
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[Cell-level recovery permissions]
Effects of use: Cell-level repair can be performed, diseases can be cleared up, and damaged organs can be restored...
Price: 1 battle medal (bronze)
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There are not many things that can be exchanged for it at present, or the Battle Medal (Bronze) can only be exchanged for these things.
The gold content of the battle shop is very high. Needless to say, [Second Level Honor Potion] is the first to win it.
When he saw the [Cell Level Restoration Authority], Ye Hui's subconscious reaction was whether it could restore Weir's blindness. He didn't know if this thing would be effective, but since there was hope, he couldn't give up.
[You have purchased, [Second-level Honor Potion], [Cell-Level Recovery Authority]
Ye Hui called up [Cell Level Recovery Permissions] and targeted Weir, and recovery began.
"Woo~"
Weier, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly shouted.
At this time, Weier felt a comfortable pleasure all over her body. Her body stretched unconsciously, and her fair face turned red.
"Brother~, this is... what?"
Weir trembled comfortably, and Ye Hui looked solemn when he heard the sound, because from his perspective, a kind of red to black blood was pouring out of Weir's body, like some kind of toxin.
After a moment, Weir gasped and collapsed on the sofa, with the smelly black-red blood floating next to her.
[Treatment completed, residual blood poison has been successfully removed]
"Vell, can you now..."
Before Ye Hui could finish asking, Weier stood up straight, covered in sweat, and shook his head lonely.
"Brother, I haven't had the ability to 'see' since I was born, so don't waste your energy on vision."
As a follower of Ye Hui, Weir naturally knows how precious a battle medal is.
But Ye Hui would use the battle medal without hesitation for herself, which made her feel even more guilty.
"It doesn't matter. If these blood poisons are not cleaned up in time, problems will occur sooner or later."
After saying that, Ye Hui raised his hand to bluff, and a darkness rose, swallowing up all the blood poison in the blink of an eye.
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[Check the second-level competitive ranking of the combatants]
[The test is completed, because the contestant is the eighth in the first level, the current competitive ranking has risen to 5000]
Ye Hui and Weir were sitting in a regular waiting room. As a follower of Ye Hui, Weir could naturally enter the arena, and her ranking was still included in the individual competition rankings.
Wei Er is Ye Hui's follower and shares the branding authority with him, so naturally only one quota is counted in the paradise's determination. You can refer to the Summoner for this.
[Successful match, opponent’s ranking, 4821, codename, wasteland]
Ye Hui's and Weir's eyes blurred at the same time, and the still objects around them began to change rapidly. When their eyes came into focus, a three-meter-tall strong man wearing heavy armor stood in front of Weir.
[The competition will start in 10 seconds, please prepare yourself]
"This is my enemy? A summoner?"
During the countdown, Huangtu looked at Wei Er who was standing in front of Ye Hui. Because Ye Hui looked like he was watching a show with his legs crossed, Huangtu subconsciously thought that Ye Hui was the summoner.
Weier ignored Huangtu's questions, raised the blood sickle in his hand and lowered his body, ready to shoot out at any time.
Ye Hui looked at the auditorium. In the second-level arena, even though it was a relatively low-ranking competition, there were still many spectators.
[Competition begins!]
Almost at the same time, Weier's blood shadow appeared, and in just the blink of an eye, the blood sickle swept in front of the wasteland.
Huangtu subconsciously raised his fist wrapped in a gauntlet, and a dot of khaki light shone on the top of his fist, indicating that some kind of ability had been activated.
boom!
Huangtu punched Weir, and the wind caused by the fist was like a strong wind passing by, and the smoke and dust covered everything in front of Huangtu.
Although this attack was powerful, Weier's perception was that the flaws were clear.
Just when the wasteland was complacent about the explosive power brought by this blow, an exquisite figure broke through the smoke and dust, turned around and took advantage of the force, and then raised the blood sickle with one hand.
Phew!
The hem of the blood-colored skirt was flying, and the blood spread out in a ring. In the center of the blood ring was Weir, who had finished her dance.
"What a nice view."
A staff member who was watching the battle looked at Weier on the field, and he was in a trance for a moment. Little did he know that while everyone was admiring the beauty of blood, the wasteland was already dying.
It wasn't until the moment Weier disappeared from the arena that everyone gradually recovered.
[The ranking of combatants has been improved to: 4711]
[Start to continue matching]
Ye Hui held the stopwatch in his hand, and the battle lasted for 5 seconds. This gave Ye Hui a preliminary understanding of the approximate strength of the second-level contractor.
There was no suspense in the subsequent matches. They were all killed by Weir with a sickle, or they were killed by Weir after a stalemate for a while.
But when the ranking entered less than 2,000, the pressure of the battle began to rise sharply.
[The conqueror has won the victory and his ranking has been promoted to: 1920th]
Weier used a towel to wipe the sweat from the corner of his eyebrows, and Ye Hui also showed a satisfied smile to Weier.
"Vell, go and rest."
Ye Hui gently stroked Weier's little head, and Weier narrowed her eyes comfortably.
Just now, Weier met a melee contractor whose strength was similar to hers.
Just when the two were in a stalemate, Weier found the right opportunity to use 'Blood Coagulation' to control the sweep.
"Brother, I still want to play another game."
Weir gently tugged on Ye Hui's sleeve. In the arena, the killing desire hidden deep in her heart was fully released.
She had a feeling that after leaving the arena, this desire would not be released in the near future.
"Okay, then I'll let you play one more round."
Ye Hui spoke slowly. He had to admit that letting Weier play competitive games could keep him in good condition and help him rise to a higher ranking in a short period of time.
However, in the arena, Ye Hui will still retain some martial ethics, for example, he will not fight together. Of course, if he is in the 'world', he will not be rigid.
[Successful match, opponent’s ranking: 1810, codename: Wild Hunt]
As the notification of successful matching sounded, Weier stood up from the chair, and the still life around him began to change rapidly.
Then it freezes in a desert filled with yellow sand. This is a new mechanism and random scene added after entering the two thousand rankings.
"You are the next prey."
A cold voice with a hint of madness sounded, and Weier sensed a wild hunter wearing a black and worn-out windbreaker with a serious look on his face.
The aura of the Wild Hunt is like a sharp razor, extremely dangerous, and the Wild Hunt is like Weir, who has won consecutively.
The yellow sand whizzed past, and the countdown to the paradise gradually returned to zero. Weier raised the blood sickle in his hand with one hand, and the blood rose on his fair skin.
Wild Hunt holds two thin swords, one long and one short, on each side. He lowers his body, holds his breath, and has a hint of coldness in his eyes, preparing to seize the opportunity when the countdown reaches zero.
[Competition begins!]
(End of chapter)