Chapter 873 Watch the Game

After walking around in the Elf Forest, I returned home.

There were still the same few people at home, who should be playing, making noises, and lying on the sofa to sleep. When I came back, no one paid any attention to me. Out of boredom, I went out again.

Wandering around on the street, I came to the door of the adventurer base, and immediately saw the eye-catching blackboard. A small part of the densely listed teams on the blackboard had been crossed out, and another large number had been crossed out. Parts of it are still intact, quietly waiting for the game to come.

I looked at the game time and saw that there happened to be a duel starting in ten minutes, but I had never heard of the names of the two teams.

I quickly found the venue, paid the admission fee of one silver coin at the door, received my number plate, and entered the competition venue.

Sitting in the viewing gallery, I glanced at the magic clock hanging on the high wall in the middle of the arena. There were still three minutes left before the start of the game.

At this time, the teams on both sides have separated on both sides of the field and are deploying their respective strategies.

As a bell rings, the game is about to begin.

The two teams came to the middle of the battlefield, saluted each other, and then walked back to their team positions, showing off all their weapons and equipment, ready for battle at any time.

Another bell rang, and at the same time as the bell rang, the magicians from the two sides began the first round of long-range duel. The missiles of each weapon galloped, met, collided, and exploded in mid-air. In an instant, the competition field It’s like being immersed in the splendid scene of holiday fireworks.

Watching all this, I have been thinking for a long time that if one day I need fireworks to celebrate, I will definitely ask the magicians in the guild to collectively release magic missiles. That scene will definitely be more beautiful than the fireworks salutes bought in the market. many.

After a fierce magic missile duel, the human shields of the two teams almost rushed to the midfield position and began to collide and wrestle.

The sound of the collision between shields and the clanging of swords and axes with war hammers could be clearly heard even by me who was quite far away.

If I hadn't known that both sides of the duel could not take human lives or maim people, I would have sweated for the human shields present. The intensity of the collision and battle simply horrified me.

After the collision of human shields, there is a duel between shooters.

Not many elves like to use fire guns. In the two teams now, there is no archer who uses fire guns. They all use longbows and powerful crossbows.

The arrowheads of the long bows and crossbows were twisted away, which was a rule of the competition, but even if the arrowheads were twisted away, these feather arrows and crossbow arrows still had considerable lethality.

The rain of arrows and crossbows shot down, piercing the skin of the front row of human shields and hanging in their flesh. Some were caught on their clothes, and some were blocked by the shields they held up.

After several rains of arrows have passed, it's time for agile warriors to show off.

Each agile warrior is like an agile ape, nimbly dodging the arrows and magic missiles wandering on the battlefield, passing over the wrestling human shields, and then like a mad wolf, pounces into the pile of archers and magicians behind. , started a crazy attack.

Almost all elves are good at archery, but the archery skills of elven archers are better than those of ordinary elves. Similarly, elven archers are also good at close combat like other elves. Although their sword skills are not as good as those of elven warriors, they want to It's not difficult to resist for a while.

Soon, the elf warriors and elf archers were facing each other with sharp swords, and a stalemate broke out.

Immediately afterwards, the two sides began to fight.

At the beginning, the fighting between the two sides was uneven, but soon the elven archers showed signs of decline, but they would not be defeated soon, because behind the archers, there was a group of elven magic who had recovered their condition. Master, behind the elf magician, there is also a group of elf priests who stick to their posts.

The healing spells of the elf priests allowed the injured archers to quickly recover and continue to fight the elf warriors. At the same time, the elf magicians continued to release magic missiles and other magic to repel the invading opponents.

But such a battle cannot last too long. Although the injuries of the elf archers can be healed in a very short time, their physical strength cannot be recovered in a short time. The entire Zephyr Continent, except for the chants of the elf royal family, There is no other race that can achieve the ability to restore physical strength in a short period of time.

The physical strength of the archers was far inferior to that of the warriors. Half an hour into the battle, one of the archers finally couldn't hold on anymore, collapsed to the ground, and was eliminated.

When the first archer fell to the ground, a burst of exclamations broke out in the audience, and every elven tribe felt sorry for their fallen compatriots.

Soon, the second archer also fell to the ground one after another, and then the third one was a warrior. After being attacked by dozens of magic attacks in succession, he finally couldn't stand it anymore and fell down too.

After that, the arena was like a lawn mowing scene, with people constantly falling to the ground due to exhaustion or being forced to leave the arena due to excessive injuries.

When the game lasted forty minutes, there were only a few people fighting in the entire arena, and the vast majority of them were warriors.

The competition between the elf warriors is very pleasing to the eye, like a dance, the movements are smooth and elegant, and the moves are close to the vital point, making people feel very dangerous without realizing it.

Sitting in the audience, I can clearly see every move of each of them. This can also show from the side that they are weaker than me, and not even a little bit weaker, but even so, their battle is still very exciting. .

Another twenty minutes passed, and finally, only two warriors were still standing on the field. They were holding their weapons and breathing heavily. Their bodies were covered with wounds and bloodstains, but they still stood unyieldingly.

The two of them did not attack each other because there was no need. They were both on the same team, and their team won the final victory.

After the show, I walked outside the gate. As I walked, I saw a familiar figure - Ren?

My eyes were locked on that figure. I quickened my pace and ran straight towards him. I couldn't catch up with that figure until I walked out of the door.

As I was looking around, not far away, a person was waving to me, it was Ren!

I walked over and said, "Are you here to watch the game too?"

"Watch every show."

"Aren't you an assassin?" I lowered my voice.

"Assassins also need to learn different combat skills," Ren said, "and the elves' combat skills are in line with what I want to learn."

"Aren't you afraid of being noticed by the higher-ups of the elves when you appear so blatantly?"

"I have been noticed for a long time," Ren said. "It's a pity that the people sent to monitor me are weaker than me. As long as I pay more attention and make a proper disguise, they won't recognize me even if I pass by them." .”