: 1725 The atmosphere of the sword

The bob contest is divided into two days.
The first day of the preliminaries.
The second day of the race.
The preliminaries are: December 13, 2025.
The time of the race is: December 14, 2025.
In other words, today is the day when the preliminaries begin.
In view of this, after Luo Zhen submitted the registration, in addition to the appearance of the battle table on the screen, there was also a reciprocal of the time when the game started.
Since Luo Zhen came earlier, there was still more than an hour from the start of the game.
However, Luo Zhen has determined his own team.
"A group number one?"
Looking at the list on the battle table, Luo Zhen smiled.
"It is actually the first number in the first group. Is it a good color?"
The list of the battle table is all randomly assigned by the system. Even the first person to be registered will be assigned to any of the fifteen groups after random allocation, and if the first number of the first group is always empty. The last player who signed up was drawn, which is normal.
Luo Zhen got the number one in the first group.
This luck is no one else.
However, Luo Zhen quickly browsed the battle table and found several names of characters he had heard.
The gale of the thirteenth place in the Bob contest as above was actually listed here.
"Isn't this the last time I escaped in the land of death?"
Luo Zhen couldn’t help but be a sly, followed by a playful smile.
"I really escaped for a while and couldn't escape for a lifetime."
Around a circle, the master who once won the thirteenth place in the bob contest, but fled in the face of Luo Zhen in the last time, is now going back to Luo Zhen, and it’s really a god. what.
Estimated that the player should now have a dead heart, right?
"If you meet in the preliminaries, give him a little water."
This is also a special care.
Thinking of this, Luo Zhen did not leave in the first place, but after standing for a while, just smiled and turned around and walked to the front of the lobby of the first floor of the presidential palace.
There are several elevators on the wall there, you can go up, you can go down, and many players go through the elevator to the underground venue.
Among them, there is an elevator, there is a girl familiar with Luo Zhen.
"啧"
The girl looked at Luo Zhen who had just come over. After screaming, she pressed the button next to the elevator door and hoped that the elevator door could be quickly closed.
It is a pity that Luo Zhen leisurely walked over and entered the elevator before the elevator door was about to close.
In the entire elevator, only Luo Zhen and the girl were just in the sense of falling, let the elevator start up.
Seeing that it was unavoidable to sit on the same elevator with Luo Zhen, Shino could only hold her face cold and hold her arm without saying a word.
Luo Zhen did not speak either.
Because Luo Zhen is very sure, Shino will take the initiative to talk to himself.
as predicted
"Which group are you in?"
Shino asked this sentence coldly.
Luo Zhen did not accidentally smiled.
"Are you afraid of meeting me?"
Luo Zhen said something similar to provocation.
"I am afraid that you will be solved before you have met you."
Shino spit out such words without wavering.
"Then I really want to know, who can do it." Luo Zhen grinned and said: "What about you? Which group are you?"
"Group d." Shino was silent for half a moment, then faintly said: "I am in the group t number twenty."
"It seems that we can't meet it." Luo Zhen shrugged and said: "I am the No. 1 in Group A. I can't meet the preliminaries."
"Then try to get into the race." Shino frowned a little, then slowly soothed and said: "At that time, I will definitely give you the hatred of the day before."
When the words fall, the elevator arrives at the destination and the elevator door opens directly.
Shino did not have any embarrassment to step directly into it. If she did not want to be as good as Luo Zhen, she walked quite simply.
Upon seeing it, Luo Zhencai shook his head in a funny way, followed the elevator and entered the competition venue.
It is as spacious as the first floor lobby, but the light source is quite rare. Only a few arc lamps covered by iron frame emit a thin light. The floor and the pillars are not black copper plates or red iron meshes. Some rough tables, the roof part has a huge multi-faceted hologram panel, the current picture is dark, only the deep red font shows the word "bob3preliminary" and the countdown giant egg-type venue before the game begins.
Luo Zhen walked into the venue.
next moment
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The gaze of the road was concentrated on Luo Zhen, and the atmosphere in the entire space became heavy.
It is a player who is tightly placed next to a wall table or an upright iron column.
Some of them gathered together to whisper, and some stood alone silently. At first glance, they knew that they were the preliminaries of the upcoming bob contest, and they were full of vicious atmosphere.
And the concentration of such people concentrated on Luo Zhen is also full of badness.
There is no reason for it, just because the people who come here are all the contestants of the bob contest. They are competitors who are incompatible with each other. After the start of the game, they will spare no effort to kill. Only 30 people will be able to stay. However, it will continue to be killed tomorrow, and only one person will be killed.
In this case, only the enemy will be concentrated here.
Since it is an enemy, it is naturally impossible to think about how friendly it is.
However, when all the players saw the true appearance of Luo, their face was slightly changed.
"Hey he is not"
"it's him"
"Damn, actually came."
"I hope not to be unlucky enough to be with him before the race."
"Humph"
One by one, the players immediately turned their heads to the ear, and looked at Luo’s eyes and did not seem to be so unscrupulous, but full of fear and sigh, and removed the line of sight.
Luo Zhen did not seem to find this scene, slowly moving forward, came to a corner from his own feet, leaning on the pillars, holding his arms, closing his eyes and raising God.
From time to time, all the players turned their attention to Luo Zhen, but immediately removed them. Only a few players looked at them with curiosity, scrutiny, examination and inquiry. They wanted to look like Luo. To remember the same, very serious.
Among them, Shino sitting in the corner.
"What is your spirit?"
Shino held a cup of cold drink and looked at Luo Zhen, who closed her eyes, and whispered a whisper.
Responding to such a poem is a male player.
A male player who does not know when to go to it.
"Because it is very strong, it is so fascinating."
The male player who said such a sentence is a straight gray gray camouflage with a silver-gray long hair, which is slightly brighter than the dark gray. It has a smart face that suits his tall and thin body. Armor, people can feel his flexibility, not so much as a soldier who is war-torn, but rather a member of a special force.
Seeing this person, Shino’s expression was finally softened a little.
"You are here too, mirror."
Shino is so open.
The other party is the role of Shinkawa Kyouji in the ggo "mirror."
"I'm coming."
The mirror greeted Shino and immediately looked at Luo’s direction.
In the eyes, different colors are flashing.