Chapter 949: Looking for peace in the heart (22)

Chapter 949 Finding the Rest of the Earth in the Earth
Only half said, Kay maliciously sold the off, did not continue to explain the meaning of this "lack of advantage."
With a mischievous laugh, he turned to urge Cador: "Continue to name it. The rest of the matter will be explained before they leave."
"Okay--" Cador whitened the red-haired knight: "The 16th group? The members of the 16th group raised their hands!"
The name is quick and quiet. It was soon the turn of Albert to them -
"Twenty-three!"
"Hey?" The tiger raised a cat's paw and made a deep exclamation.
Elaine and Albert are in the same group. This is no suspense. The only suspense is the teammates they left.
The person who surprised the tiger youth is not someone else. It is the elf girl Chanel.
The teammates they left were the Saint Lily Knights of France and Miss Chanel of Orleans.
This is another shack.
The knight girl looked at the tiger and the white bear, and could not help but be depressed. The white bear is okay, but she doesn't like Albert. She was dying to pray, hoping that she would not be divided into the team where the tiger is located - it seems to be counterproductive.
Paramitis began to irritately shake his feet, and his heart was uneasy. Soon it’s the turn of the big cat’s team to report, and Paramitis has only one person, I don’t know what a strange guy will be in a team.
"Twenty-seventh!" When Cador read this number, Paramitis raised his hand helplessly.
He looked into the crowd and looked for his teammates, but his heart was suddenly put down - the other two teammates who partnered with him... or, in other words, the "one" teammate, turned out to be the half-dragon Ivan Yous.
"Oh. It's bad luck." When the half-dragon youth came over, they watched the Leopard warrior shook his head: "The two candidates who were disqualified, one of them is in our team?"
"...It seems to be." The big cat just joined Evan and got together.
At least, this guy is not a strange face, an old friend in the Knights of the Holy King. It’s no big deal to lose one teammate. The fighting power of Paramitis and Ivan is enough to make up for this vacancy. Or, for Paramitis and Ivan, which are inherently speedy, the team is less likely to act.
"What about your sons?" Ivan could talk to the big cat and asked him aloud.
"The two are all number 37. It is their turn soon." Paramitis whispered back.
"No. 37." Cador read the method in an orderly manner and read the group of Seefair and Szeged within a few minutes.
The two leopard youths raised their hands at the same time and looked around to confirm their remaining teammates.
Huh? No one raised his hand? !
"You must be joking with me, how could it be so happening." Palamidis frowned. His two sons can only form a team like this, because the teammate who left them is also one of the two candidates who were expelled.
"Call, it’s so good." Saifeidao.
"Yes, that's great." Segrad also said.
"Are you stupid?!" Paramitis is about to teach his sons.
"No, this is actually the best." Ivan said comfortably. "The cooperation between the two brothers is the best. It is better to let the guys who don't know get in and mess up their cooperation."
"Hey! Wait! I am here! Here!" A cry interrupted Evan's words, and the half-dragon youth almost bit the tongue.
It turned out that the thirty-seventh group did not have a third team member.
This guy is too short, has been drowned in the crowd before, no one can see his hands. He finally couldn't stand the silence, squeezed out of the crowd, and raised his hand and shouted: "I am! Don't forget me!"
The noise made by this guy is quite large, and of course it attracts everyone's attention. Biddeville saw the little dwarf, not only frowned: it was a very strange white-haired boy!
"Is it someone you know, Mr. Bedieville?" Solar asked, curiously.
The werewolf stunned the magic swordsman: "No. And, I don't have to take care of you."
"All right, my friend." Solar pulled out a helpless smirk. This guy is not malicious, but he was hated by the werewolf because he was too concerned about Bediville.
Another teammate, the noble and flamboyant fisherman, Tristan, is not very good at dealing with it.
When Tristan came up, he put up the captain's face and accused the werewolf: "What is it? What is the use of the team? If we are on the same boat, we will discuss the next strategy first. Is it better to care about others?"
auzw.com"哼." Biddiville gave Tristan a white look: "There are a lot of people here, let's go and talk."
Even with the agreement of the truce, the relationship between the werewolf youth and the fisherman prince is still very tense. This is not destined to be a harmonious team.
On the other hand, the leopard brothers also led the white-haired boy to a quieter corner and talked with the "companion".
The Leopard youth first introduced themselves: "I am Saifei, this is the brother of my twin brother, Seged. Hey? What is your name?"
The white-haired boy was still shouting loudly, but now he is inexplicably quiet and seems to be in the market.
"Medred." His answer was very brief, and the slightly hoarse voice was still childish.
"So... Modred, how old are you?" Seglad continued with his brother's pace and continued to ask: "You are so powerful, you passed the first phase of the test of strength at a young age. Your Your skills must be good, right?"
"Thirteen years old." The white-haired boy ignored the flattery of Seglad and left an answer.
"Thirteen years old is so powerful." The leopard brothers' faces are a bit stiff, and the white-haired teenagers in front of them don't seem to love talking very much. It is a type that is difficult to get along with.
"To sum, in short, let's exchange each other's abilities and intelligence." Saifei's forehead burst into a small sweat: "But there is nothing to say, my brother and I are both leopards. I used to rely on my own strength." Fighting. Now you can't use the magic, so you can only have this long gun and this shield in your hand. What about your weapon, Modred?"
The white-haired teenager pulled out a pair of claws made of bones. That is the kind of Warcraft's teeth, so it is tied directly with the cloth to make a three-pronged paw. The sharpness is very good, the claws are also very hard, it is a bit ordinary.
The two leopard youths looked at each other and felt a little unbelievable: "Are you relying on this kind of thing to kill from the lower reaches of the Nile to the Mount Kilimanjaro?"
"No. I rely on myself." Modred said an ambiguous statement.
"On your own...? Well, hey." The two Leopard youths looked helplessly at each other. "When we are fighting, we are responsible for opening the road ahead. After blocking the enemy's offensive, you will wait for an attack. This tactic can be smashed." ?"
The white-haired boy said with no emotion: "Yes, that's it -"
Hey - his stomach is ringing.
"--Do it." Modred just said what he said, and he didn't seem to care about his belly.
Seglad frowned. "You haven't eaten dinner yet?"
"No food, dry food is finished." The white-haired boy touched his abdomen and seemed to be worried about the empty stomach.
Saifeier also frowned and felt incredible: "Your skill is so good, but you don't know how to go downhill to hunt?"
Modred’s answer is even more bizarre: "Hunting? Mom didn't teach me."
This guy seems to be a spoiled child. He is 13 years old and has no self-care ability. Having said that, his skill seems to be real, and the two leopard youths can see the clues from the child's strong and cumbersome muscles and the strong and powerful manners.
There may be such people in the world, who have been trained to become battles since childhood, but do not know how to survive. What a strange person, I don't know what his parents think.
The discussion at Bediville has also begun, albeit not very well.
"So, the weapons you have are whip, bow and arrow and a short sword, hehe." Tristan looked at the werewolf with a scornful look, then turned to look at the swordsman Soral: "Your situation is worse. The only armed weapon is this pair of double knives?"
The fisherman prince is clearly showing off his own equipment, this stinky guy. Bettyville was silent, but his heart was screaming.
"What are the abilities of your weapons, can you tell me first?" The prince of the fisherman asked: "You must know the performance of the weapons in your hand to organize the battle."
"You don't need it, forget it." The werewolf said coldly: "We didn't belong to the same team. We just wouldn't be in a hurry. It's better to focus on how to organize each person's actions. Three sides besiege the same enemy, or spread out, one-on-one battle against multiple enemies. This can avoid confusion."
"I agree." Solar also said, "I am not good at cooperating with others. It is too inefficient."
Seeing his own proposal was refuted by his teammates. Tristan’s face was not happy: "Well, what do you like to do? Just remember one thing: if you don't work in teams, if you are in danger, I don't have time to go. Save you!"
Who wants you to save. The werewolf’s heart is dark. I am not going to waste it until I ask someone to save it.
"Cough!" Not far from the round table knight Cador has coughed again, attracting the attention of the candidates: "You should also discuss the tactics? Then, the exam should start!"
Finally, a point:
Team action must be based on the survival rate of the players!
Each of you three groups enters the underground palace. When we come back, we hope to see that all three are alive! Which group is missing any player, the remaining members will be deducted a certain point! - People who can't protect their companions are not qualified to be a round table knight!
There are so many things to say, now, start the exam! "
With the announcement of Cador, several staff members came forward and thought that there was a word in the mouth that seemed to be launching a spell.
About five minutes later, the stone walls in the cave began to move. Two unremarkable rocks moved from both sides, opening a secret passage that was cleverly hidden.