Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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Shrek Academy.

Inside the canteen.

Seven little monsters gathered together with a serious face.

Dai Mubai's elbows were supported on the table, and his hands and ten fingers were placed together under his jaw, his evil eyes and pupils flowing with the luster of evil charm, said:

"We know very well that if any one of us fights alone in the next match with Yang Ming, we will not be able to beat Yang Ming. Even if the seven of us work together, it will be difficult to win."

"So, we must think of a one-size-fits-all strategy. After finding the real red flagpole in the forest, we will try our best to avoid the risk of fighting with Yang Ming and try our best to rush back to the academy first."

"Tang San, you are the most familiar with Yang Ming, so why don't you make the strategy?"

Tang San nodded, without meaning to refuse.

Over the years, it was not that Tang San had never thought of catching up with Yang Ming's footsteps, but he couldn't help Yang Ming anymore.

Even if Tang San now slayed the Thousand-Year Human Face Demon Spider, obtained the third spirit ring, and became a Soul Venerable, even with the spirit bone attached, he was not confident in defeating Yang Ming one-on-one.

Taking a deep breath, Tang San's eyes showed an unwillingness to fight, and said slowly:

"In the current situation, we should maximize our strengths and avoid our weaknesses, give full play to our strengths, and make full use of the number advantages of seven people. I have a few suggestions:"

"1. In the first stage of the game, with the assistance of Ning Rongrong’s growth rate, several of us immediately separated to find the real red flagpoles, and tried to avoid contact with Yang Ming. When we found them, we did not say anything and let the others gather first. In one session, avoid throwing grass and alarming snakes so that Yang Ming can learn our whereabouts."

"Two. In the second stage of the competition, based on what I know about Yang Ming, he always likes to convince people with strength. If I don't guess wrong, Yang Ming should be ready to stand still and wait for the flag."

"We have to separate at least three people to act as decoys. The three decoys use Oscar's third spirit ability to fly to attract Yang Ming away, while the real flag protector rushes back to the academy under the protection of the others. ."

"As for the bait candidate, I suggest that I, Xiao Wu, and Ma Hongjun should be the three."

With that, Tang San placed a list of hidden weapons of Tang Sect on the table.

These hidden weapons were all made by Tang San these days, and the smoothly polished edges showed sharp edges, showing their power.

These hidden weapons can be used to harass Yang Ming. They may not be of much use. It is better than none.

Regarding Tang San's proposal, no one else had much opinion, and just added some details.

Everyone's enthusiasm is very high, obviously they are holding a breath in their hearts, and they want to join forces to defeat Yang Ming once.

Oscar whispered the spell immediately: "I have a mushroom intestine."

A weird sausage appeared in the palm of Oscar's right hand.

The sausage itself is somewhat similar to his first spirit ring ability recovery sausage. At least the main body is the same. However, at the top of this sausage, it protrudes to the surroundings, forming an umbrella-shaped mushroom head, which is somewhat like a phoenix tail. The meat crown on the head of a cockscomb snake.

With Oscar's current spirit power, only ten such sausages can be made at once.

Oscar wanted to come to prove himself, and divided the ten sausages into three baits: Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ma Hongjun.

At the moment, Ning Rongrong was also unambiguous, and a crisp voice sounded:

"Qibao is famous, and the second said: Su."

A brilliant brilliant light fell on everyone present, Tang San and others felt their bodies lighten, and the effect was very obvious.

At the end of the battle meeting, the seven men headed to the woods outside the academy arrogantly.

In the first stage of the game, the two teams were not allowed to fight, so the seven were relieved to split up, ready to find the real red flagpole hidden in the forest.First Reading Network www.01dsw.com

"Squeak, Squeak!"

There are birds singing on the branches, making pleasant sounds.

The fresh air mixed with the smell of earth blows with the wind, and the trees sway in the wind, shaking down the rustling leaves.

Yang Ming entered the woods early in the morning and wanted to take the lead in winning the first place.

It's just that, unlike the flagpoles that he expected to be planted all over the ground, there was no flagpole in the sight.

"strange."

Walking in the forest, looking at the unchanging scenery around him, Yang Ming lowered his brows and felt sad.

This forest is not big or small. Thanks to the fact that Douluo Continent is still dominated by agricultural economy, the forest covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres.

It is very difficult to find a flagpole from such a large area, not to mention that there are false flagpoles in it.

It seems that this game is more inclined towards the team than towards the individual.

The seven monster team with two auxiliary spirit masters is different. Under Ning Rongrong's first spirit ability, it can increase agility by 20%, and searching separately, the efficiency is many times higher than Yang Ming doesn't know.

In fact, Dean Flander also worked very hard, seeing that Yang Ming’s strength has far surpassed the rest of the seven. He placed too much emphasis on personal strength, but underestimated the cooperation of team combat, so he deliberately used this form of competition. Let Yang Ming wake up.

Yang Ming glanced at the corner of his eye and saw a bright red on a tree 30° to the left.

Immediately, Yang Ming dashed away, tapped his toe lightly, leaped up, and hid the red flag hidden in the tree with one hand.

The flagpole has only baby arms long and thick, the red flag has a wide palm, and a big word "false" is written on the flag surface.

Obviously, this is not a real red flag.

Rubbing his fingers, a flame ignited from his fingertips, burning the flag in his palm.

Yang Ming raised his hand and rubbed his smooth chin, secretly feeling a little tricky.

"I walked around for half an hour before I found such a fake red flag. There are only two possibilities:"

"One possibility is that the density of red flags assigned by Dean Flander is very small."

"The other possibility is that this area has already been searched by Tang San and the seven of them."

"Tsk!"

Regardless of the possibility, Yang Ming felt helpless.

If it's just a dignified battle, Yang Ming is confident that he can easily defeat the seven.

But in the form of a capture the flag, a team with a team is obviously much more convenient than a lone wolf.

"Forget it, I'll stay outside the woods and wait for the rabbit."

Yang Ming thought for a while. He was searching in the woods like a headless fly, and he didn't know when he would find the real red flag.

Instead of this, it is better to wait for Tang San and the others to find the red flag, and then he can snatch the red flag from their hands.

Yang Ming turned around and left, and soon walked out of the woods, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the road, with an imposing manner of going straight with a sword.

Little did Yang Ming know that Tang San had already figured out his style of behavior, and he had made plans for blocking the way.

(I caught a cold yesterday, so I got two updates, sorry)