Chapter 3847: Dark Eagle

Zhou Zhong asked in a very normal way: "Yes, I have never heard of the Dark Eagle before."
"God, I really don't know which mountain you came out of. You don't even know the Dark Eagle. This is the biggest trial in our Dark Continent."
"This trial is held once a year. As long as you can get a certain result on the Dark Eagle, you will be recruited by the major forces. This is the time that can change the fate of those of us."
After hearing Wei Liang's recount in the middle of the week, I already knew what this dark eagle was. To put it bluntly, it was equivalent to the college entrance examination on earth.
In the Dark Eagle game, the better the results you get, the more powerful families and forces will recruit you, and joining these forces and families is equivalent to going to college.
In the Dark Continent, families are also divided into four levels: Viscount, Earl, Marquis, and Duke.
The powers and families that are not in the ranks are all summarized as non-influenced families. For example, the most powerful family power in Optics Valley is the Viscount family.
In the middle of the week, some remarks were made to these families accordingly. For example, the Viscount family is equivalent to three universities, and the Earl family is equivalent to two and one university.
The Marquis family can catch up to 985, and the Duke family is even more impressive, definitely from Tsinghua University and Peking University.
At this time, Wei Liang said to the middle of the week: "People who can enter the top 10 in each city will be received by the lords of each city. Those who can win the championship in each city are even more remarkable. They will have a chance to enter the Fata. ."
"What are you talking about? Fata? Is it the Seven Great Fata?" Hearing the Fata in the middle of the week, he immediately moved his attention and asked Wei Liang.
"Brother, if you think too much, how could you go to 7 dharma towers? The 7 dharma towers are distributed in different areas. Our Optics Valley city belongs to the northern region, and our dharma tower here is called the Tower of Ice God."
On the first day of the week, I was a little disappointed that he could only go to one of the towers. If he could win the championship, he could go to 7 towers. His task this time would be much easier.
"How do you sign up for the Dark Eagle?" asked Wei Liang in the middle of the week.
"Simple, as long as you meet the age requirements, you can participate, just register at the door."
"Aren't you going?" Zhou Zhong looked at Wei Liang.
Wei Liang suddenly said with a bitter expression: "Brother, my ability is that my arms can turn into trees and the trees can grow flowers. Will you let me go up and die?"
After listening to it in the middle of the week, the little fat man suddenly laughed. This little fat man was quite interesting, "I'm going to sign up." He said in the middle of the week, he came to the registration office to add a list, and then he entered the stadium.
The little fat man has been by his side in the middle of the week, looking at the big stadium below, which is several times larger than the stadium on the earth.
There are 10 arenas in the distance, and in addition to the 10 arenas, there are many small arenas.
These small arenas are said to be arenas, but in fact they are just drawing a circle on the ground. Two people will fight each other in the circle, and a staff member is recording the win or loss next to each circle.
In the middle of the week, I don’t know anything about Dark Eagle, and I don’t know how to participate after signing up.
Wei Liang acted as an informant for Midweek, "Anyone can come to participate in the competition after signing up, can you see? The small circles below are all competition venues."
"You can find one at random, go there and talk to the person in charge of registration, and he will arrange for you to line up for the competition. If there is no one else in front of you, you can directly play."
"What is it doing there?" Zhou Zhong asked, pointing to the ten huge arenas.
In the distance of the ten big arenas, there was a young man sitting on each arena, each with an incomparably arrogant expression, and a feeling of high spirits, accepting the worship of everyone.
Wei Liang rolled his eyes and said, "Big Brother, the top 10 of our Optics Valley City are sitting on the ring."
"Oh, they are the top 10, how can we challenge them?" Midweek's eyes fell directly on these 10 people. His goal is to be the champion, and the so-called top 10 midweek is not in the eyes.
And Wei Liang looked surprised, "Brother, let's not make a joke, okay? Who can enter the top 10 ring, which one is not a master in the middle and late stages of the yellow belt? Let's not think about this strength."
"I ask you, how can I challenge them?" Zhou Zhong frowned and asked Wei Liang again.
Wei Liang didn't expect Zhou Zhong to be so persistent, and he was a little angry. He kindly persuaded Zhou Zhong, but since you have to embarrass yourself, he can't stop it.
So he said: "If you want to challenge the top 10 players, you have to win 10 games in a row."
"Do you want to win 10 games in a row? It's troublesome." Mid-week frowned.
He took a look just now, because there are too many people participating in the competition. If you want to line up outside the circle, I’m afraid you can play at most two or three games a day and win 10 games in a row. It takes 4 days to play here. Row.
"Can I stop playing after I win a game?" asked Wei Liang when he turned his head to look at it in the middle of the week.
Wei Liang was stunned by this question in the middle of the week, because he didn't know how to answer, and no one had ever done this before.
Every time you play a game, it will definitely have a certain impact on your own strength. The energy in your body will be exhausted or even injured. This requires going to the court to rest and then re-queue the game.
If you don’t have a rest after a game, and the next opponent enters the ring, the person who stays in the ring must be at a loss.
"It seems that there is no rule to say no, but if you stay in the ring after a match, you definitely don't have the energy of your next opponent. If you get injured again, you won't be able to beat the next opponent."
"Since it's not stated in the regulations, it's okay." Zhou Zhong jumped off the stands and walked towards the circle ring on the side.
He took a look and found that there were the fewest people here. He came outside the circle, signed up midweek, and ranked third.
Soon, the first three players were over, and it was midweek's turn to play.
The area of ​​this circle is not large, about 10 meters in diameter. The opponent in the middle of the week is a twenty-five-six-year-old young man with pale skin.
Wei Liang stood under the ring to cheer for the middle of the week: "Brother Zhou, come on, kill your opponent!"
The pale-skinned youth on the opposite side glanced at Wei Liang, then smiled gloomily, and said to Zhou Zhong: "Boy, I advise you to leave now and give up your defeat, or you will regret it later."
Zhou Zhong smiled slightly, but he didn't expect his opponent to be quite arrogant, "Stop talking nonsense, start." After Zhou Zhong finished speaking, he rushed up to the pale youth and punched him.