Chapter 633: Commentary (fourth more)

There is no distinction between special seats and ordinary seats in the Melols Magic Arena.
So for the first time in many years, Count Cruz has been sitting with a group of civilians.
The Count of Cruz does not mind sitting with a group of civilians. What he really cares about is the atmosphere in this magical arena.
The grass used in the competition has long been ridiculous for a long time, and weeds have grown from cracks in the ground.
This ridiculous feeling made the Count of Cruz unbearable. The most ruined arena he had ever seen was also stained with dark red blood on the ground, not these weeds.
The Count of Cruz observed the audience around them. They were mostly young people. Most of them were apprentices from the School of Magic.
The expression on their faces is also very confused. I don’t know what to watch in the face of a ridiculous game.
"Welcome to the scene of the Nolan Open!"
A picture of a middle-aged man sitting at a long table suddenly appeared on the most conspicuous two white walls in the entire stadium.
"Who is he?"
Earl of Cruz asked subconsciously that no one in the gladiator race that the casters would scream loudly on the court, let alone the sound that took up the entire game.
"The pseudonym seems to be called Madden... Have you seen the talk show on the Farosi TV station?"
There was a strange figure beside the Count of Cruz, and he turned his head to find the chaotic demon, Joshua Yanorode, sitting behind him.
When? The Count of Cruz moved his shoulders and tightened his nerves.
He didn't like a demon appearing behind him but not aware of it.
"I have never been interested in the performance of the Flosses."
Earl of Cruz pretended not to recognize Joe, and gave him the answer.
"Not interested? Then there is no way. In short, he is a very famous linguist."
Qiao Xiu stared at the figure projected on the huge screen, the incarnation of the brass dragon, the guardian of the black wood elves.
Before the start of the game, Qiao Xiu had been struggling to find a suitable commentary.
As a result, Carolly told Qiao Xiu in the newsletter that the brass dragon seemed to be a double-player player of Warcraft and the Holy Spirit, and the ladder ranks as if it were not low.
So Qiao Xiu invited him to come here as the world's first game commentary.
linguist?
The inner question of the Count of Cruz has not yet appeared, and the surrounding audience is very excited when they see the middle-aged man in the picture.
It seems that they are not here today to watch the game, but to see the middle-aged performer.
"I should say that all of the Holy Spirit summoners are welcome to come to the battlefield to watch the battle?"
The brass dragon continued to play his words, but he also knew who the protagonist is today under the command of Joe.
"Today's two contestants are the masters of the highest peak in the battlefield of the Holy Spirit. The first to represent the Holy Spirit Corps is the team from the Croshill High School of Magic!"
The brass dragon sits at the highest position in the arena, and his non-human vision can directly see the situation at the bottom of the arena.
Joe Xiu controlled the daytime banshee photographer to give the camera to the Croshes team on the left side of the arena.
When the young magic apprentices came to the game, they were very nervous. Instead, the youngest member was very excited to accept the cheers of the surrounding people.

They are all young and innocent faces, but each of them has a master qualification on the battlefield of the Holy Spirit. Is there a student at Croshere College?

The brass dragon's inquiry brought the heat of the audience to a climax again, and many people stood up and raised their hands.
Qiao Xiu also let another daytime banshee photographer rush to the audience to shoot.
"When you go to the battlefield in the future, you can hold the thighs of these students..."
The Brass Dragon introduced the team in a short introduction, and he once again turned his attention to the other side.
"The representative of the Scourge is the team cast iron from the country of steel!"
The screen on the screen changed instantly, and a Knights in dark armor appeared on the platform. Their pace was uniform, like a well-trained army.
The cast irons were indeed the strongest army in the country of steel. When they came to the front of the field, they took off their helmets and stared at the top of the audience.
Queen Ekana is sitting there watching them.
"It is the strongest knight in the country of steel. In this Holy Spirit war, I think their ability to bully children is also the strongest."
When the brass dragon said that he paused here, he seemed to realize that he had started the taunting skills.
This sentence is equivalent to offending to both sides of the team... Before the arrival, Qiao Xiu has repeatedly passed the brass dragon to converge.
Fortunately, after he realized that he had made a mistake, he added a sentence to Joe’s face.
"But the Croshes team seems to be ready to crush this strongest army, and the young warriors can be transformed into powerful heroes on the battlefield of the Holy Spirit."
Joe repaired his cheek and immediately felt that it was a wrong decision to let him explain.
The Count of Cruz, who was sitting under Joe's work, had already held his hands tightly, and his forehead was also blue.
Cast iron people will participate in this ridiculous game, and it is a shame to confront a legion that no adult has.
The brass dragon once again emphasized this all over again.
Qiao Xiu sees the look of the Earl below. It is already a look after the game to find the brass dragon to talk.
The benefits of being a pure-blood dragon are probably here... you can ridicule human beings without fear of being beaten.
"The short introduction is over! Please ask the summoners of both teams to be ready!"
The brass dragon held a manuscript in his hand and read a few lines that Joe Xiu prepared for him.
The members of the two teams went into the silent hall built by Qiao Xiu...
The following clerk responsible for maintaining the game has begun to guide them into the dedicated server for the game.
The picture chosen by the hero appeared on the screen, and in the center of the old game venue, a large number of purple inscriptions began to spread.
A real battlefield of the Holy Spirit gradually appeared in the arena under the influence of purple inscriptions...
Qiao Xiu sat in the audience and could hear the horror of all the audience around him, but this horror quickly became an exhilarating cheer.
Because the twenty-five heroes of the Holy Spirit all appeared in the center of the arena, they presented their unique greetings to all the audience as if they were real people.