At 1:55 pm, Allen arrived on time on the ring No. 069 of the competition venue.

However, his opponent has not appeared yet.

The light at this time was dazzling, exposing everything on the earth. The hot light shone on the skin, as if it was about to ignite the skin.

Alan narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was not feeling discomfort.

Such sunshine is just right for him.

Three minutes later, Allen's opponent also came to him as scheduled.

However, there was a look of surprise on Allen's face.

Of course, it was not that this person he had encountered in his previous five games, or that it was the members of the Dawn Empire in his same camp.

After all, according to the rules of the game, although the matches that accumulate points in the first round are random, they will not rank the same opponent.

Moreover, in order to reduce internal friction, people from the same force will not encounter any encounters in the first round of the game.

The reason why Allen was so surprised was that the guy on the other side was the last opponent he encountered in the morning, of the same force or race.

Elf King Court, Elf Clan.

Alan's face was calm, his expression was steady, his eyes seemed to open and close, and his sharpness appeared.

But he was puzzled in his heart because he felt a faint hostility in the other party.

This kind of hostility is different from the desire to win, and is also different from the fighting spirit of willingness to fight against the strong, but is a kind of malice that simply wants to teach him a lesson.

But Allen was very clear and sure that he had never seen this person before.

So, he was a little puzzled for a moment, not knowing if there was something wrong with his memory.

"Although I really want to thank you for your support this morning, there is no way. My sister insists on letting me teach you a lesson."

"So, don't worry, I'll do it lighter."

The handsome and slender elf man opposite suddenly smiled and said with some malicious intentions.

"So that's it." Hearing this, Alan was not worried or afraid, but suddenly whispered in his heart.

He also figured out what was going on. Since he had never seen each other, the two must have had indirect contact in other aspects.

The other party had already said it very clearly. The elf woman he defeated this morning was his sister. Then his fate was so wonderful that the other party happened to be in line with him, so he came to avenge his sister.

"Oh, it sounds like you're quite confident?"

After taking a look at the countdown of the light curtain that was still floating in the air, Alan started chatting with the other party with great interest.

"It's okay, I haven't encountered anyone who can fight so far."

Although he was about to beat Allen up, the other party's tone was still gentle and gentle, as if a gentleman with higher education was patiently answering Allen's questions.

"A coincidence, so do I."

Alan was not surprised when he heard the other party's words. After all, after seeing his strength, the elf woman dared to ask her brother to avenge him. She must be extremely confident in his strength.

So after knowing the reason, Allen had some predictions about the opponent's record.

However, this thing is still not so reliable without sufficient cardinal support.

After all, if you have five games, if you are lucky, it is not bad to get a high score when you meet some weak people.

The same is true for Renard.

Allen was not questioning the other party's strength and preparations for it.

But is Ms. Kelly and Mr. Derria’s efforts and experience over the years just a joke? If you are serious, these two will definitely be stronger than Renard.

But the points of the two of them did not exceed that of Renard in the end.

Among them, if you say that you have no luck, Allen definitely doesn't believe it.

Therefore, compared to what the other party said, Allen was more concerned about the other party's figure, momentum, and some traces revealed around him.

His eyes wandered and quietly swept over the other person's body.

However, when his eyes were cast on the other party's arm, Allen curled his lips indecisively.

Who said that the elves are all weak and weak images? The guy in front of him is a perfectly powerful man.

Although the other party's condition was extremely relaxed, Allen was sure if the other party really started fighting.

The muscles on the arms can definitely make those who believe in elf always graceful and always agile doubt their lives.

However, after seeing this, Allen also had some speculations about the other party's profession.

From the other party's body shape, strong and slender arms, as bright as jade, but with some indestructible and shiny hands, Allen felt that the other party was probably a [Scigarette] or a similar profession.

After all, such a proper body proportion is like a beehive waist, which is too obvious.

However, the police officer guessed this, but Alan's face became more and more serious.

Although Alan used to be aware of the existence of the Elf King Court, Alan now has a lot of knowledge about the Elf King Court.

He knew very clearly that for the elves who advocate nature, the bows and arrows that had been passed down for countless years were not an easy object to give up.

In other words, the opponent he faces is not the [new Sagittarius] that he is familiar with and rejuvenated with the steampunk civilization, but the most original [ancient Sagittarius].

Since the other party dares to do this, it means that the other party has strong confidence in his own strength.

Allen unconcealedly cast his eyes away, with deep exploration and seriousness.

Also, the solemnity that does not regard it as easy.

At this gaze, the other party just smiled gently and didn't say much.

Alan nodded indifferently, as if he hadn't realized it, but his heart moved and replaced the long-refined steel sword that he was about to take out for a silver-grade sword.

Yes, a silver-grade long sword.

After all, Allen's tailor-made weapons have not been completed yet, and this competition is a simple and difficult level that is destined to be unable to push the way.

In this case, a weapon that can be combined is extremely precious.

Of course, this long sword is not considered a joint hand, at most it can be used.

Therefore, Allen didn't even pay attention to his name.

He only hopes that the strength of this long knife will not disappoint as it advertises.

Yes, sturdy.

When Allen picked up the knife, he didn't pay attention to any sharpness. The special effect was his strength, strength, and stiffness.

As long as he can fight for the whole battle with full firepower, it will be better than anything else.

The long sword in hand and the empty hand are completely different concepts for Alan.

Whether it is momentum or fighting spirit, it is completely incomparable.

Therefore, even the elf man opposite could not help but raise his eyebrows when he saw Alan's change, and seemed a little surprised.

Then, it seemed that I saw the countdown countdown to the single digits on the light curtain floating in the air.

He suddenly stretched out his arms, stretched out his hand, took out an ancient purple-black longbow from the space magic tool, and equipped a dagger around his waist and a short knife on his calves.

The moment he saw the bow, Allen couldn't help but squint his eyes, as if he was a little solemn in his heart.

Although he didn't know where the bow came from or what it was, even if he just glanced at it quickly, the sharpness and tragic momentum revealed in an instant made Allen very shocked.

Even, he felt that this bow had a "spirit".

If this is true, then this bow may not be at the level of silver, at least it is also at the level of gold.

I was surprised, but not afraid.

As I once said, although the golden magic tool is good, it is not that easy to use.

Unless it is the decisive will to sacrifice oneself and the fearless desire to die, it is basically impossible for the extraordinary person of the silver level to use this level of magic tool.

Therefore, the other party can only use part of the power of this bow by relying on blood, inheritance or other factors, but if you want to mobilize all the power in it, it is really a delusion.

The organizer of the competition will not allow this situation to happen.

Because at that level, it is not a competition, but a life and death.

And if it's just like this, Alan is not afraid of anyone in a fair fight.

Even if the other party may outperform him in terms of weapons.

"You have to persist for a long time, otherwise the little ancestor of my family would not be so easy to calm down."

The handsome elf man looked at Alan and smiled.

"Don't worry, when you are beaten even harder than your sister by me, she will only be happy to see you."

Allen was not disturbed at all, Feng Qingyundan said calmly, but the eyebrows were full of laughter.

After talking, the two looked at each other and smiled, and the smile on their faces became even stronger.

At this moment, the two of them felt a little bit of appreciation for each other.

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To be continued...