"Have you seen that guy, huh?" Goethe's breathing became more rapid after solving the two enemies. He said to Regnar while wearing rough clothes: "I guess that guy should be an attribute ability Or, this kind of person's combat effectiveness will increase exponentially after using his attribute ability, so it's best not to provoke him."
Regnar glanced at the giant man silently, then nodded, and followed Goethe to continue looking for an opponent who could take advantage of him.
Gradually, twenty minutes passed.
Although many fighters formed gangs and formed many small groups during the qualifiers, alliances like theirs were basically formed on a temporary basis. Although they can ensure a good survival rate in the early stages of the game, as the game progresses and the competitive pressure increases, various hidden dangers will be exposed within the group.
"Hey! This badge should be mine! Why are you still taking it?"
"Hell, you didn't do anything when you killed that idiot just now. Do you still want to get the badge now?"
"But the rule is that all badges are distributed in turn in order!"
"Hmph! If I keep doing things according to the rules, I'm afraid you will continue to be so lazy!"
"Stop arguing! The game is not over yet!"
"Shut up! What's your business here? Don't think that we elected you to be captain because we are afraid of you!"
"Captain, you need to make the decision on this matter!"
"@*￥&￥!@￥#"
"@$^*#%^%#"
Then, a fight broke out within the team. Such things can be seen everywhere in the arena. Regnar just strolled around and saw two teams fighting among themselves due to uneven distribution or some other issue.
And whenever this happens, it happens to be the time when Regnar and Goethe are fishing in troubled waters. These two guys were always cautiously hovering on the edge of chaos, never making a fuss in the most crowded places.
This is a very wise approach. Although there are many contestants in the chaotic area and there are naturally many badges, the greater the profit, the greater the risk. Although Goethe considered himself to be quite capable, he still felt that it would be a bit overwhelming if he took Regnar to such a place. Therefore, he and Regna always fought cautiously, not provoking any large groups, and never getting close to the center of the chaos.
Their target is very clear, that is, the poor guy who is weak and has no teammates. Although this kind of target does not have many badges, it is very easy to deal with. Choosing this kind of person as your opponent is a very safe choice.
In addition, Goethe and Regner will also choose some small groups that have little fighting power left to take advantage of the situation. Such small groups are more threatening than a single person, but they are still within Goethe's tolerance.
Although Goethe's approach was low-key and conservative, the effect was indeed good. The two of them have collected nine badges so far, with Goethe taking five and Regnar taking four. Although this number is not enough for Regnar and Goethe to pass the qualifiers, Goethe still suggested that the two of them should try to avoid high-risk battles now and try to survive until the end of the game. Survive such a large-scale melee. Only then can you have a chance to pass the competition. If you are killed during the competition, no matter how many badges you get, it will be in vain.
But some people won't let them get their wish.
"So you are here, and I said why I couldn't find you." Vincent said in a gloomy tone. There were three companions standing beside him. It seemed that they were not idiots enough to start fighting among themselves. It is worth noting that these three people are standing behind Vincent. Judging from the momentum, they seem to regard him as the boss.
"Hey, Vincent, can't this matter be forgotten? If you eliminate Lei here, you will really offend Kordak." Goethe's face didn't look good, but he was still doing it. effort.
"Offended him?" Vincent laughed angrily: "Why didn't you say he offended me?"
"..." Goethe looked at Vincent with a resentful look on his face, wondering how such a grown man could be so petty. He then said: "Then for my sake, what do you think? I promised Kordak to keep Lei in this game. Do you really want me to break my promise?"
"Hmph! What does it have to do with me whether you break your promise or not?" Vincent snorted coldly and said: "Now I'm selling you a face. If you leave him, I won't provoke you, but if you still insist on protecting him, , then don’t blame me for being rude!”
Goethe looked at Regnar, then gave him a comforting look, and then he gently shook his head at Vincent: "I will not give up on him."
Regnar couldn't help but feel touched when he heard this. He opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but he stopped under Garona's scolding and just stared at the few people in front of him silently.
"It's really abnormal." Garona said: "Goethe may be a good person, but to go to this extent for an ordinary friend like you who has only met a few times... This is really abnormal. Moreover, Goethe's family You have also seen the martial arts gym. Although it is exquisite, it is not luxurious. I don’t believe that a mid-level warrior with his strength would be a martial arts instructor there. This is also very abnormal."
"He is plotting against me?" Regnar asked, "But what good will this do to him?"
"How do I know this?" Garona said angrily: "Okay, the situation is not too difficult to handle now. You and Goethe were not injured, but Vincent and the others didn't look as good as you. And Vincent can be the leader of these three people, so he must be the strongest in this team. But this guy is far behind Goethe, so the chances of you two winning against them are still not small. Now The situation is not such that you can reveal your true strength.”
"But..." Regnar hesitated: "Mr. Goethe may be seriously injured in this case."
"He must have considered those things himself, but he still did not choose to abandon you, which proves that he is sure." Garona said lightly: "I always feel that there is something wrong with this Goethe's enthusiasm for you. You should be more careful. good."
"Okay..." Regnar reluctantly agreed. Although he felt that he was sorry for Goethe by doing so, he did not dare to disobey his teacher's order now that Garona had spoken. After all, she is the one who truly treats her well.
"You find a way to entangle Vincent, and leave the other three to me." Goethe lowered his voice and said, "Hold on, I will come over to help you after I deal with those three guys!"
"I..." Regnar originally wanted to say something, but Goethe rushed forward without any explanation and started fighting with the three warriors.
Goethe himself is a fourteenth-level warrior, and looking at his posture, it seems that he is only one step away from being a high-level warrior. The three mid-level warriors he fought against were far less powerful than him, one was at level 13 and two were at level 12. If all three of them were in peak condition, Goethe could only defeat the two twelfth-level warriors despite being injured, and with the addition of a thirteenth-level warrior, he would have no choice but to run away.
But it's different now. More than half an hour has passed since the game. Goethe expected at the beginning of the game that this game would be a battle of attrition, so he tried his best to avoid a battle that consumed a lot of energy and might cause injuries for more than half an hour.
This was a very wise move. So far, Goethe's strength had only been exhausted by a third, and he only had two minor scratches on his body. It can be said that although Goethe is not in the state of the province now, this state does not have much impact on his combat effectiveness.
But the three warriors were different. Vincent and the others originally had six people. Although there was no mage or priest in the team, the six of them were all warriors above level 12. Their configuration can be considered a very powerful group in such a melee of hundreds of people. But because of this, Vincent also developed a bit of contempt.
This guy led his five companions into the center of the chaos at the beginning. As a result, he didn't get a few badges, but his companions lost two. The remaining few people were seriously injured. The thirteenth-level warrior had a huge wound on his left arm. It seemed that his left hand had lost its ability to attack. The other two level 12 warriors were not having a good time either. One had his left eye injured by a blunt object and could not see, and the other had a sprained right leg and was limping when he walked.
If all three of them were in their prime, Goethe would naturally not dare to fight head-on, but now that he was facing three defeated generals with almost no damage, he naturally had the confidence to fight in 1v3.
Goethe looked at it calmly, and then focused on the guy with the bow and arrow as his primary target. Everyone knows that enemies with long-range attack capabilities must be eliminated first. Goethe shouted, then rushed straight towards his target.
The one holding the bow is a ranger. For a ranger, in addition to precise and sharp shooting skills, the most important thing is flexible body skills and quick movements. This is to ensure one's survival and keep a distance from the enemy. The key to advantage. Unfortunately, he was hit by a mage's greasy spell in a previous battle. As a result, he accidentally sprained his ankle due to his imbalance, and his mobility was greatly reduced.
Seeing Goethe rushing over in a fierce manner, the ranger also knew that the situation was not good. While calling his companions to come to support, he retreated while shooting arrows from his hands.
But in panic, he moved and fired and lost his accuracy. Several arrows flew past Goethe, but failed to touch him at all.
"Ha!" Goethe accelerated again when he was still ten meters away from the ranger. This burst of speed caught the two warriors who came to support him immediately off guard. Their interception was immediately in vain.
Goethe rushed forward quickly, and then he pressed his right hand with a glove on his waist. Then Goethe's fighting spirit burst out and struck straight with his right fist.
The fine iron fist glove with fourteenth level fighting spirit directly hit the ranger's abdomen. The poor guy immediately spit out a mouthful of blood and lunch mixture, and then he flew back four or five meters under the huge force before falling heavily to the ground and passed out.
Regnar was struggling with Vincent absentmindedly on the side, and he even had the leisure to observe Goethe's fighting situation. When he saw Goethe's thrust and attack, Regnar couldn't help but shrink his pupils. Goethe's move looked very familiar to him, because its charging method was very similar to Balor's Swift Shadow Slash.
The two warriors were shocked when they saw their companion being killed instantly with one blow. They immediately accelerated towards Goethe, hoping to attack him while his center of gravity was unstable.
Goethe was also a little tired from the powerful attack just now. He struggled to avoid the two men's attacks, but in the end he was accidentally hit in the chest by a soldier's sword, leaving a slash about half a centimeter deep and about five feet long. cm wounds.