boyutpedia Chapter 442: The last match, melee
Chapter 442: The last match, melee
"Old Zhao, I won this round." Lin Qiye slowly retracted the black knife, then turned around with a faint smile.
"Yes!" Zhao Kongcheng raised his hand and touched a slight scar on his neck. Then he turned to face Lin Qiye: "I still remember that half a year ago you were a student who wanted to avoid me when you saw me. Half a year has passed, and you have grown into a man who can stand tall and proud."
"With you, the new generation, Daxia will definitely get better and better in the future."
"Isn't it developing in a positive direction now?" Lin Qiye pointed to the audience: "Your children are still waiting for you, go over there quickly."
Zhao Kongcheng laughed when he heard this: "This is going to make the kids laugh."
Having said that, Zhao Kongcheng still ran back to his wife and children happily. The three of them played and laughed together, having a great time.
Lin Qiye returned to Yang Jin and his aunt. The family of three, plus a dog wearing a big gold chain, created a very warm scene.
On other stages.
Hongying versus Jiang'er, Hongying wins.
Xia Simeng is inaction against Lu Wu, so Xia Simeng wins.
Facing his own teammate Kong Shang, Wang narrowly won by utilizing the dual laws of time and space.
An Qingyu faced Zuo Qing, and An Qingyu won.
“…”
After about half an hour, the names of the top 20 were finally determined.
They are Lin Qiye, Yang Jin, Zhou Ping, An Qingyu, Pangpang, Shen Qingzhu, Chen Muye, Hongying, Xiaonan, Xia Simeng, Wang Mian, Ye Fan, Jidan and the two crow brothers.
The rest are passers-by with extremely good luck. At least they can get a pseudo-artifact, which makes those who reach the end by luck very happy.
Li Shaoming's voice came down from above at the right moment: "The top 17 have been chosen. Now we will compete for the final three spots in the top 20. The selection will continue through elimination until the final three are chosen. Those who narrowly lost in the previous round, please draw your votes."
The competition continued as usual, and after another half an hour, the final three places were finally decided.
Zhao Kongcheng ranked 18th, Lu Wuwei ranked 19th, and Leng Xuan ranked 20th.
The three of them don't need to compete anymore, their rankings are already determined.
After the three spots were chosen, Li Shaoming slowly flew from the platform to the ring: "Night is quietly approaching, let's speed up a bit."
"This will be the final round. We won't be fighting individually anymore, but a free-for-all among seventeen friends. Whoever surrenders first or is knocked off the stage will take the top spot."
Li Shaoming paused for a moment and continued, "Um...my friends, how are your rankings determined?"
"I'm not trying to discourage you, but you'll definitely be the first to be eliminated in this melee."
The lucky few who made it into the top 20 by luck were also very self-aware. They all took their own pseudo-artifacts with a smile and happily said that they didn't need to participate anymore.
Including the two brothers Wu Ji, they all voluntarily withdrew from the fight.
Seeing this, Li Shaoming stretched out his hand and pointed at all the arenas. All the arenas instantly merged into a large arena with a radius of more than ten miles. "The melee arena has been formed. Everyone, please go all out and fight."
"Get on the stage."
"Get on the stage."
"Get on the stage."
Thousands of spectators waved their hands and shouted desperately for Lin Qiye and his companions to get on the stage.
The remaining few people who were still standing did not hesitate. They jumped onto the ring one after another, scattered in various directions, and stared at other opponents with concentration and calmness.
Since they were all suppressed to the same level as Chen Muye at that time, and they knew each other very well, they didn't know who to choose as their opponent for a while.
But some of them are not competing for the top rankings, but the corresponding prizes.
Xiaonan narrowed her eyes and shouted to Hongying, "Sister, let's work together to send the captain down first. The captain will take twelfth place, and the prize for eleventh place is exactly what I want. After sending the captain down, I will automatically admit defeat immediately."
Chen Muye???
He was speechless when he heard Xiaonan's words. Why did he have to send Xiaonan off the stage first? It was really a waste of all the braised pork he made for Xiaonan.
Shao Ming was right, the traitor Nan.
I'm usually so nice to Yingzi, she definitely won't agree.
Thinking of this, Chen Muye finally felt a lot better.
Available in the next second.
Hongying chuckled, "I've been wanting to beat up the captain for a long time. I didn't have the chance before, but now I can take this opportunity to get back at the captain for the bullying I suffered when I first joined Team 136. Xiaonan, let's... go."
Damn it——
Chen Muye almost spit out a mouthful of Chinese quintessence.
What is this called?
What goes around comes around?
But he didn't have time to think about it, because he had to dodge the incomparably fierce attacks of his two beloved teammates.
Seeing this, Fatty on the other side smiled slyly and said to Shen Qingzhu and An Qingyu who were not far away: "Sister Hongying and Sister Xiaonan have already beaten their own captain. Should we follow their example and send our dear Captain Lin Qiye down first?"
"boring."
Shen Qingzhu rolled his eyes slightly, then looked directly at one of the people in the field: "Wang Mian, let's have some fun."
"as you wish."
Wang Mian nodded.
The two were on the verge of a fight, space was shattered, time stopped, and flames shot up into the sky. Being at the same level, neither of them would be defeated quickly. This was a fair fight, and it depended on who would reveal a flaw first.
An Qingyu ignored Pang Pang and pointed his knife at Zhou Ping in the field: "Sword Saint, let's have some fun."
Zhou Ping slowly raised his head, thought for a moment, and said, "Hmm."
The two men fought back and forth, their weapons constantly colliding in the air, making a symphony of swords and horses.
As the three of them started fighting, Lin Qiye chuckled and looked at Yang Jin: "We two brothers have never fought each other before. Want to play?"
Yang Jin held the silver halberd in his hand, played with it for a few times, and said with a smile: "Okay, let me see how strong you are now, brother."
"war...."
The two brothers started fighting. Xia Simeng pointed at Ye Fan and said, "You always refused to approve my leave requests. I've wanted to beat you up for a long time. Tonight, I'm going to beat you up until you can't take care of yourself."
Ye Fan???
"Hey, hey, hey, Xiao Xia, you know very well what Da Xia was like before, so why do you hold a grudge against me?"
"I don't care about that, let's fight."
Xia Simeng flashed out and slashed at Ye Fan with a knife.
Ye Fan had no choice but to quickly dodge the attack and started a fierce battle with Xia Simeng.
"Ah..." Finally, Fatty was the only one left. Unable to find an opponent, he casually lay down on the edge of the ring, took out snacks from the space treasure and started eating: "Why bother, why bother..."
"I'll just watch you fight quietly, then sit back and reap the benefits, feeling good!"
Pangpang took the time to turn around and give a scissors hand gesture to thousands of people.
That smug look.
do not know why.
Some of the thousands of people really wanted to give Pangpang a big slap in the face at this moment.