Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

“Seventy-three!” Everyone is talking about that number.

“Moreover, none of these 73 persons are of lower rank, 27 at level 40, 39 at level 39 and 7 at level 38. My son and I have little ability to confront each other, so one of you has to face 18 opponents.” Yu said.

“…” None of them said anything. Even Gu Fei dared not say that he could pick 18. Yesterday's rally he had realized that this purposeful confrontation had more problems to solve than the usual PK. As usual, Gu Fei often jumped in front of people and shouted "Wanted Mission," and now the archer's arrow and magician's spell, which revealed a little half his head, would bombard him without stint.

Obviously, in the face of confrontation, the Son Elite has no chance of winning.

“To win this confrontation, effective tactics must be devised.” Yu looked at Han's son and said.

Mr. Han nodded: “So it's up to me. ”

“…” Again, the people are speechless.

“All right, let's go!” Han's son rose up jealously and showed his leader's leadership, “District Cloud Herding Mercenary Group, can't stop me from moving forward! ”

“It's Mayun...” Yu cautioned.

“Anyway, it will be my defeat, the name is not worth remembering.” Han's son walked out of the tavern bakery without a scrutiny.

“What a wonderful man!” The angels sighed, "No matter how powerful my opponents were, I would always feel confident about myself, but he would just magically make my confidence disappear. ”

“No sense of security.” Gu Fei nodded in favour.

Brother Yu and the battle were silent. And as Han's closest comrade, Sword Ghost just smiled lightly, then stood up, and the second walked out of the bakery.

The remaining four rose one after the other and left the tavern one after the other.

The number of participants in the second round was drastically reduced compared to the first round, and the transmission array was opened three hours earlier. The rivalry will begin punctually at seven o'clock in the unified time, instead of waiting for the parties to announce their readiness, as they did yesterday. Players who have not entered the transfer array at 7 o'clock will default that you are not participating in the round.

As a result of this rule, many players have already entered the transmission array for pre-war preparation and tactical scheduling meetings in the dressing room. When the six members of the Son Elite arrived at Mercenary Square, there were not many outside the convoy, and the six were quickly transported into the dressing room.

“Half an hour.” Mr. Han looked at the time and immediately sat on the floor, reaching into his pocket and carrying out a bottle of wine.

“Who wants it?” Master Han asks five people.

“Do it yourself!” Five people said.

“You're welcome! I have more here.” Master Han paid another bottle for five people to see.

Five people still shook their heads, so Han stopped taking care of it, loaded a bottle, unwrapped a bottle, and drank it.

Yuko has always looked at the number of members across the street.

“55 people. ”

“Another one, 56. ”

“57 now. ”

……

Ultimately, the Mayun Mercenaries did not move for five minutes after reaching 68 men, three minutes before the 7 o'clock competition began.

“68 people, looks like that's what Mayun people are for.” Yu announced the final result.

“That's a lot.” Master Han stood up and poured the remaining half of the bottle onto the floor with great focus, tossing the empty bottle at will: “Get ready to go. The mercenary channel windows are open. ”

The white light flashed and six people were transferred to the battle map.

Mr. Han measured the terrain four times and immediately said: “Sword Ghost, Thousand Miles, Yu Brother, no injuries. The four of you go along the map boundary to each of the four corners of the map and tell me the coordinates. Brother Yu and the unharmed approached, a thousand miles and the sword ghost went far away. ”

The four of them turned around and no questions were raised. Challenging command on the battlefield is a big taboo. Unless you consider yourself invincible and have the ability to turn a hand around, even if it's just a district game, it can affect the big picture because of someone's barbarity.

“Mighty, you are likely to be our destabilizing factor in this battle.” Son Han said to the royal gods.

“Why?” The gods roared.

“I said a coordinate, can you find it?” Mr. Han asked.

The gods roared with red ears. His roadside is as famous as his first magician.

“Follow me first!” Prince Han led the way, leading the royal gods into the woods on a hill. A moment later, the Sword Ghost and others' reports came back.

“Coordinates 500, 500.” Gu Fei said.

“Coordinates 0, 500.” Sword ghost.

“Coordinates 0, 0.” It's unharmed.

“Coordinates 500, 0.” Brother Yu.

“Well, it's about the size of my map!” Master Han said, "Hasn't anyone noticed? Just a moment, I'll be right there. ”

Talking kung fu, Prince Han and Mighty Heavenly Ming have come to the top of this hill. Mr. Han looked up and muttered: “No, the hill is not high over there, but it should be close to the top of the tree!” Master Han walked around and finally stopped under a tree. He looked up and looked around again. He patted the tree and said to the imperial gods: "Come on, give me a hand. ”

“Hmm?” The royal gods did not understand what he was going to do.

Mr. Han pointed to the top of his finger: “Go up. ”

“Climbing trees?” The royal gods stood still and dragged the handle on Prince Han's face. This cheeky, alcoholic dude, it's good to do something. Through the royal angel's ringing and dragging momentum, he climbed the branches, three down five divided by two, and has climbed higher and higher.

“What are you doing?” The angels roared beneath the trees.

“Don't shout. Talk in the news when you're far away.” Han can still send a message as he climbs the tree.

“What are you two doing?” The other four were questioned on the mercenary channel.

“Well, the view is fine!” Son Han is sentimental on the mercenary channel.

“What the hell?” The other four don't understand.

“No injuries, opponent is heading towards you, moving towards 500, 0. Thousands of miles, you're behind the enemy. Can you see them? ”

“No,” replied Gu Fei.

“Move toward 428, 427. There's a mound over there. See?” Han said.

“There's a mound. How do you know the coordinates?” Gu Fei asked as he walked that way.

“That's talent.” Han's son laughed.

“Sword Ghost, 29, 476 is low ground, back over there, move low, keep your coordinates updated. ”

“Okay.” The Sword Ghost also began to move.

“The cloud herders are close to where we were born, unharmed, coordinates.” A moment later, Mr. Han said.

“59, 2. Besides, it's Mayun!” The battle was unharmed, he said.

“35, 64 cabins, see?” Mr. Han asked.

“I see. Right away. ”

“I didn't ask you to go that way. The enemy is approaching that direction. Are there any hiding places around you? Hide first, I don't know what's going on with you right now. Shit, a few trees are blocking my sight.” Han's son scolded.

“Uh, there's a boulder. ”

“Hide, report coordinates. ”

“54, 16.” The battle went unharmed and hid behind the stone.

Mr. Han adjusted his orientation on the tree and finally found a position where he could see the boulder.

“Well... it looks like you can't hide anymore, the cyclone is ready to cut a few, count it!” Having arrived at the original birthplace of the elite regiment, a large group of Mayun mercenaries began to group the members together in preparation for a carpeted search without trace of the six.

“Eight men went unharmed in your direction, and it looks like you're going to be the first to die for the regiment. Comrades will remember you.” Mr Han said.

“Shit, you can't lose!” The battle held the sword in his hand unharmed.

“Of course, I'm ready.” Han said.

The unharmed sword is slanted to the ground, and has done the start of the whirlwind, waiting for the enemy to show up and strike them.

“Shit, it's been spotted, come on out.” Master Han shouted in haste.

The battle was unharmed and overhead fire was found. The enemy apparently found someone behind the stone and, without walking over, directly asked the magician to carry out a carpet bombardment this way. The battle was unharmed and shouted out. Though it dodged the sky fire wheel over its head, at first glance, it was gray.

The other party has cautioned against an ambush behind the stone, keeping their distance at this time. The battle was unharmed and directly exposed to the warm eyes of 68 people. Arrows, spells... Remote attacks have been summoned together. Warriors can't resist the attack of such an ancient brain.

The battle was unharmed, and without such super strong reactions and speeds as Gu Fei or Thin Waist Dance, the sword could split two fireballs, but not all of them, let alone the heavenly fire wheel that fell over his head. In the blaze of fire, the battle began to turn white.

In the list of participating members, the unharmed name instantly dimmed, and the opponent has earned a point.

“Brother Yu, your place is a little prominent, moving in the direction of 468, 101, behind that hill.” The situation was unfavourable, and Han's son began to speed up the pace of command.

“Thousand miles, are we there? Stay where you are. ”

The men of the Mercenary Corps are now grouped together, 68 for every eight, heading in the eight directions of the map. The remaining four were headed towards the highest point on the map.

“The other side is about to occupy the highlands, Sword Ghost, moving towards 128, 412. There's a forest over there. Fast, fast, fast! ”

“Brother Yu, the two teams are moving in your direction, moving to the low of 399, 234, and the speed is also fast. A team at 178, 134 is going in that direction, you have to grab them in front of you to the low ground and flash from the low. ”

“Thousands of miles, an eight-man team is moving in your direction. ”

“Fine, I'll take care of them!” Gu Fei said.

“No, there's a team moving towards 12 o'clock in the neighborhood, and if you fight them, your opponent will be 16!” Mr Han said. “Moving from behind the hill in 426, 375 directions, don't worry about your speed, do you? ”

“Of course...” Gu Fei actually wanted to try to cross fire with 16 people. But what is happening now is team activity, and he, first and foremost, is part of the team.

“Uh, Mighty...” has always been regarded as the royal god of air, finally getting the first instructions from the Han family.

“What?” The royal gods have long been bored. This battle doesn't really seem to have anything to do with him. Running by the coordinates is simple for the average person, but for the road madman, that's the hardest thing in the world.

“The team moving towards 3 o'clock has gone into the woods.” Mr Han said.

The angels roared up and looked at it. The Han family could not see it in the dense branch leaves. The tree is a great place to hide. It's only a pity that the trees here are extremely thick and tall, and no one is able to grasp the branches that the upper end can borrow.

“What do I do?” The angels roar. A place like the woods is actually quite suitable for the professional survival of archers, but the nature of the royal gods is constraining his development in this regard. How can we use terrain to circle with our enemies without an excellent sense of direction? Let the royal gods make this noise, don't say that you can't understand the enemy's position, it is likely that you will confuse yourself in any position in two laps.

“Stand up, turn right, uh, okay, this way, keep going!” Han said.

“Oh!” Mighty Heavenly Ming finally followed Mr. Han's instructions, crossed the bow and rushed out in the direction specified.

In the map, everyone is moving in tight motion.

If you have more coordinates in this chapter, and you are not confused and can outline the exact situation in your mind, congratulations, you have the same talent as Han's ~ talented classmates need to vote more!!!