"Scholar..."
Ling Xue's eyes were very red, looking at the picture in front, clenching her silver teeth, and said: "We Xueyue, we will not share the sky with the bloody world from now on!"
I deeply hate that I am not on the battlefield. As long as I am here, I will never allow this to happen. Lin Xiang will not die, and Xueyue will not suffer this!
"brush!"
The fire sword fell again, with 7 consecutive powerful blows. Finally, Daohuaxiang's beautiful figure turned into a little light and flew away, and the Red Lotus Fire Prison finally completed its mission.
"Huh! What Xueyue Soul Wizard, but so!"
Blood Drinking World carried the long sword on his shoulders, blatantly speaking out on the battlefield.
"The blood of the dog day drinks the world, you scum!"
With a violent shout, Luanwu Chunqiu and Feihuo rushed to kill from side to side, and the shot was the most powerful laser sword!
"boom!"
Amidst a blue sword light, two laser swords shred the bloody world with a cross in the center, a white light flew up, and the bloody world hung up.
But at this moment, Jianhuo Mingyue and Jianhuo Wuxin were surrounded by as many as ten people. They finally ran out of vitality and blood, and both turned into white light and died.
The great sword master wielded a sharp sword and fought a lot with the three swordsmen of the war soul. Finally, he was bombarded and killed by a long-range mage of the opponent.
Feihuo and Luanwu Chunqiu smiled bitterly at each other, and they both read despair in each other's eyes. They all understood in their hearts that Xueyue really lost this time, and it was very heroic!
"If you can kill one more, just one more..."
Fei Huo rushed forward and swung his long sword repeatedly to hack to death one of the opponent's swordsmen, but suddenly his whole body was shaken, and snowflakes were flying, and he was frozen by Hong Lingwu.
The rest of the soldiers in the soul-returning shirts were killed one after another, and the flying fire was cut off with all their hands, while Luan Wu Chunqiu took the opportunity to kill two more, but also failed to change the situation.
Hong Lingwu sat on the horse silently, with a trace of snowflakes remaining on the blade of the long sword in her hand.
…
"Kill kill kill!"
Xueyue’s last person, the sword fire dragon soul, completely turned into a lonely hero. He rushed into the opponent’s camp and killed two archers and an assassin with a sword, but the blood was getting less and less. The death prophecy In the end, the dragon soul's eyes were blood red, and the banner of the earthquake-resistant Xueyue fought to the last moment.
"Boom!"
Suddenly a strong wind blew, and under the impact, the sword fire dragon soul turned over and fell off the horse, rolling on the ground for a few laps before it settled. In front, the seven-star lamp was holding a long sword and looked at the sword fire dragon soul coldly.
"Sorry, we are the masters!"
Qixingdeng said faintly.
The sword light flashed, and with a "click", the dragon soul had already held the battle flag in his hand, struggling to insert it into the soil, and the beautiful Xueyue flag was still flying.
"Puff..."
The last trace of the dragon soul's vitality was knocked out, and he knelt to the ground, slowly falling down, turning into white rays of light.
Watching Xueyue's banner hunting and hunting, Hong Lingwu turned over and got off her horse, and put her long sword into the ground, silently.
The Qixing Lantern also turned over and dismounted, took a deep breath, and said: "We will win the battle of the national war, don't worry!"
…
"Ding~!"
System Announcement: Congratulations to [Soul Return to Robe 1 Team] for the final victory. This battlefield qualifier is over, [Soul Return to Robe 1 Team] will represent the Chinese region in the first battlefield competition!
"Ding~!"
System Announcement: The result of the draw. The opponent on the battlefield in China this time is [South Korea]. The game will be played on time at 13:30 tomorrow afternoon. Please do not miss out!
…
In the end, Xueyue still did not qualify for the battle!
I sighed and sat down on the ground.
Ling Yue looked at me, closed her skirt, leaned against my leg, and said: "Scholar, it doesn't matter, the national war is once a week. We... still have the next chance!"
I shook my head and smiled bitterly: "I know, it's just that... Dragon Soul, Feihuo, Xing Tian, and Xiangxiang lost too much. I... I feel so sorry for them..."
Ling Yue smiled and said: "Why do you have such a silly idea? The Dragon Soul also understands that we can't help ourselves. There should be our battlefield. Next time, we must first defeat the soul and return to the battle robe. Defeat foreign teams!"
"..."
Ling Xue clenched her fist and said, "That Red Aya Dance is too arrogant! Next time, I definitely can't let her go... Humph! It's almost... I don't put us Xueyue in my eyes..."
With a cold face like ice tea, he said: "The most hateful thing is the blood drinking world, it's too rampant! Xiangxiang must be very wronged, huh, the first thing to kill next time is the blood drinking world!"
I took a deep breath and said, "You guys do the task here first! Xiangxiang is offline, let me comfort her..."
"Ok."
So, I went offline, took off my helmet, and went outside, only to find Lin Xiang sitting on the sofa in the lobby alone, holding a glass of misty boiling water in his hand.
"Xiangxiang?" I called out softly.
Dao Huaxiang looked back at me and said aggrieved: "I'm sorry, brother scholar, we lost, we... let you down..."
My nose was sore, I walked forward and held her little hand, and said with a smile: "Xiangxiang, don't be stupid, you have done enough, I think, the person in the soul return shirt must also have a cold sweat. Xiangxiang, don’t forget, Xueyue is just a master of the guild, and the Soul Return Tabard is a combination of 5 alliances. There are naturally many top-notch masters. It is forgiven for us to lose this game. "
Daohuaxiang's eyes closed, and tears fell instantly: "But, we still lost..."
"Hehe, don't worry about it anymore..."
I sat on the sofa, took Daohuaxiang into my arms, and said, "I remember, when I played Xianjian III, every time I hang up, I always see a line of writing in large brushes, "Victory and defeat is a common matter for soldiers, heroes please try again. I've been', now I think about it, isn't that the way it is, in the end, didn't Ding Daxia beat the Chonglou and rescued Xuejian and Solanum at the end?"
Daohuaxiang couldn't help smiling, and said with red eyes, "Is Brother Scholar that comfort people?"
"Yeah. Xiangxiang, the next time we fight side by side, we will definitely be able to defeat the Soul Return Tabard. I swear that we will ravage the dead blood and drink the world this scumbag!"
"Ok!"
Daohua nodded heavily.
I asked again: "By the way, how about Ziyue and Xia Tian? After the two girls lost, did they cry?"
Dao Huaxiang shook his head: "No, the two of them set up a stall to chat..."
"Good fellow! It's really heartless, eat and sleep well..." I sighed.
Dao Huaxiang smiled: "Brother, I... I'm fine, go online and talk to Dragon Soul and the others. They must be more sad than me if they lose this game..."
"Well, Xiangxiang will go online after drinking tea, don't think too much, continue leveling, Xueyue at least entered the finals, much better than the water years, they all failed to be shortlisted!"
"LOL Yes!"
So I turned around and left, and went online to deal with related matters immediately. After losing the game, Xueyue's morale would definitely be hit. It is not a good thing to cheer up.
On the line, Ling Yue and Ling Xue have already spoken in the guild channel. For example, they praised that the battle just now was more exciting. Basically, the haze of losing the game was swept away, and they were praised by the two beautiful leaders. After that, a group of single-celled guys continued to level-up and do tasks heartlessly.
The Dragon Soul took the initiative to find me and said: "Scholar, sorry, if you blame me, you can swear severely, it's me that is useless, and ruined your lower body sex..."
I was speechless, it seemed that the person to be comforted became me.
"Nothing, my happiness is okay, you have to withstand the blow, the Seven-Star Lantern won't hurt with the last cut, right?"
The Dragon Soul laughed and said: "Nonsense, my head is almost cut off, try to chop you?"
I couldn't help but smile: "Come on, if I'm here, I'll only have to cut the neck of the Qixing Lantern!"
The Dragon Soul felt right, and said: "Scholar, you must be on the next battlefield. Indeed, without you, Ling Xue and Ling Yue, we Xueyue feels like we have lost our soul. We always feel that when we are killing someone. It's not strong!"
"Well, no problem, I will definitely be there next time on the battlefield with them!"
"Well, then I will comfort Xingtian and Guizhi, so keep busy!"
"good!"
After dismissing the Dragon Soul, why the iron-clad guys need to be comforted, each of them is as thick as a tmd armored car, it seems that I have too much worry.
Seeing that I got out of the chat, a few MM leaned in.
"How about Xiangxiang?"
"It's nothing, it's just a little depressed! It's like a little girl can't find her beloved doll, crying for a long time, and then everything is business as usual..."
"..."
Ling Yue asked: "In this international battlefield competition, Baiyun City in China has to deal with the South Korean zone, and Qingfeng City has to deal with the French zone. What do you think of scholars?"
I thought about it for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "There are some problems! You can also inquire. Although South Korea is a small place, there are many talents. The top 10,000 in the world ranking list. According to the latest statistics, China accounts for more than 2,000 people. The South Korean region also accounts for nearly 1,000 people, which shows that their strength is absolutely beyond imagination!"
Qin Yun was slightly astonished: "So, isn't it because the soul returns to the shirt that there is no certainty that it will win?"
"I hope they can agree! Otherwise..."
Ling Xue asked: "Otherwise what?"
"Otherwise, if you let those Smecta get their minds, you might say that Huangdi is a Korean, Xuanyuanjian was made by a South Korean Smecta blacksmith in BC, and Nuwa Empress was a South Korean Smecta sister..."
"..."
Ling Yue gritted her teeth and said: "If you really lose, then the loss in China will be too great? Baiyun City 15% tax in three days, I really don't know how much..."
"We can't do anything, we can only look at the performance of the soul return shirt." I clenched my fists and said: "If those bastards lose, let them get out of Baiyun City, don't be embarrassed..."
"..." Qin Yun looked at me and said: "You look so fierce, now to us, we are not drinking the world..."
I couldn't help but smile, showing a "gentle" smile: "Okay, is this all right?"
"Too reluctant..."
"..."
At this time, Ling Yue said: "In fact, there is no need to worry. This week we will be assigned to play against South Korea, and the next week will be played against South Korea. The groups are rotated every half a month, so that people have a chance for revenge!"
"Oh? That's not bad, haha..."
According to Ling Yue's statement, things on the battlefield become simple, or they can win a decisive counterattack, or be abused by a strong enemy in two games. In short, this is simply a tangled life!
And the soul return shirt, in fact, their strength is really not weak. If they encounter the Korean team, the chance of winning should be more than 60%. Anyway, it is one of the two major forces in Baiyun City. If they lose, the dragon soul led the snow The month may not be able to win. This is a very obvious thing. While hating, we must also consider the problem rationally.
Of course, the bastard of Bloody Drinking World must be taught severely. After we leave this half-elf moonlight village, we must find the opportunity to brutally abuse the ignorant fellow Bloody Drinking World. Too arrogant, this kind of person is owed!
Continue to train half-elf warriors. This task is very cumbersome. If the rewards were not very generous, I am afraid I would have collapsed long ago!
Finally, towards the evening, Princess Jaina came to tell us that the process had reached 87%! This means that about tomorrow, we can complete this bastard training mission!
We all struggled and missed the first battle, saying that it is false not to regret.
At night, I stayed up until four o'clock, and only the last half-elves were left. It was estimated that it would be done in a few hours, so everyone decided to go to bed.
Ling Xue yawned and smiled and said to me: "rest early. When I go back, I don't want to see your panda eyes..."
I said: "Xiaoxue is already a panda eye..."
"Ah? Really?" The little beauty panicked and took her sister off the assembly line to rest, claiming that she would not get up until noon.
Bingcha and Qin Yun also went offline to rest, and I checked the forum.
It is conceivable that there was a turmoil on the forum. There were different opinions on the battlefield of the national war, but one unifying question was: "The battlefield of the national war is so important, why not see the frivolous scholar, the breeze and the snow, and the breeze and the moon. These three occupy the top three figures of the leaderboard?"
More people are arguing for Xueyue, if these three people are there, then the soul return shirt will only be abused.
Soon, the players on the forum split into two factions. One faction crusades and questioned Xueyue. The reason is that, as the most powerful association recognized by Baiyun City, why didn't they win the right to participate in the national battlefield? The other faction is to crusade and question the Battle Robe of Soul Return, the reason is, is the Battle Robe of Soul Return really qualified to replace Baiyun City in the battle? The Soul Return Tabard is not the strongest team in White Cloud City, this is beyond doubt.
In fact, there is no need to question this kind of thing anymore. Anyway, this time it’s already hard and fast. The Return of the Soul’s jersey has played on behalf of the Chinese region, while Qingfeng City is undoubtedly the main team of the Brotherhood. We have to do it. The thing is, wait until tomorrow to see the play of the two guilds!
When I was offline, I was still mumbling: "If the Soul Return Tabard can't beat the Korean Smecta, then all will die!"