Xinghui Dream Plaza
A wind came from somewhere, but it carried away nothing except the yellow sand spread on the ground.
The sound of machinery running came from a distance. Ding Can looked up and noticed a drone flying from somewhere.
The drone stopped steadily in the air between the two sides, with a red light flashing at its head.
The little dinosaur that Gao Wenwen had been holding in his arms was even more surprised to see the strange thing coming out than when he discovered that he had changed the venue. He waved his claws and roared at the drone.
Of course, as a land dinosaur, it did not have the ability to fly, so it could only roar. It also got yelled at by Gao Wenwen because it pulled the corner of his clothes.
The people on the opposite side only noticed the presence of the Triceratops at this moment and looked over.
Before, Gao Wenwen had always covered it with his coat. In addition, several people were standing together, which would affect the vision of bystanders, so they only discovered it now that they were face to face.
[Players are about to engage in an unlimited-time fight. The criteria for victory or defeat are as follows: whichever side has all its members fall down and cannot stand up within ten seconds loses, and the other side wins.]
【Note: All props will become ineffective during this phase.】
After making sure everyone heard the speech clearly, the drone rose a little higher and stopped moving about 20 to 30 meters above the crowd.
It seemed like it was just a record for the next fight.
Xia Jialian narrowed his eyes and looked over again, confirming that he had seen correctly. He noticed that the unmanned aircraft had a somewhat unique model. "There is a launch port at the bottom of the drive, so it should be able to fire."
Of course, no one would think that this kind of facility is a coincidence; the launch port is always necessary.
Perhaps once certain conditions are triggered, they will be directly wiped out by drones.
The area of this open space is extremely large, and it is difficult for them to reach a position where they can hide their bodies in a short time, so the consequences can be imagined.
If the props have lost their effectiveness, then it all depends on each person's physical condition and whether they have ever learned martial arts.
Shi Yan raised her hand and touched her waist, where there was a dagger that she had used for a long time.
That was a low-level item she exchanged in the item store when she first came to the dungeon. It was just an ordinary dagger without any extra magical effects, so it didn't cost her many points.
It just exists as a handy cold weapon. I didn't expect that even such a basic tool would be recycled at the same time.
This means that the only thing left is physical combat to decide who can follow.
Xia Jialian looked around and saw that the place looked very similar to the ruins of the Colosseum. However, many years ago, the nobles forced the lower class people to fight with wild beasts for entertainment and to satisfy their own selfish desires.
Now, in the space where the system has the greatest power, students, that is, humans, are fighting each other. Fundamentally, there is actually not much difference.
They all tend to use the most primitive methods to observe everyone's reactions in order to achieve the desired results.
However, to some extent, the lack of props does have a greater impact on this side. Originally, they had Yu Fu, who could infinitely brush props, which was almost like a small treasury.
But now there are some constraints in terms of number of people, and Shi Yan is also injured. I don’t know how much of her original boxing ability can be brought into play.
We can only hope that the other party is someone who does not exercise regularly and is not in good physical condition.
Shi Yan noticed that some eyes were on her. Although her palm, which had been hastily bandaged with cloth, was no longer bleeding, mottled bloodstains could still be seen.
At least it looks intimidating and will be considered the weakest among them.
What's more, the opponents have more people than them, so whether it is a round-robin battle or a one-on-one strategy, they have the upper hand.
Ding Can's eyes swept over each of them one by one. Judging from their positions, this team of six people should be a combination of two teams from different floors.
The two boys on the left, one wearing a sweatshirt and shorts, and the other wearing a neat shirt, are standing relatively close together and are obviously more familiar.
The space left between you and other people is relatively large.
As for these four people, two men and two women, there are more of them, but they look to be in worse condition. One of the curly-haired girls is covered in dirt, and the boy with a crew cut next to her even has a purple mark on his forehead.
They were partners who teamed up halfway to ensure the success of the mission. Moreover, the previous mission of collecting fragments was not successful. There might be problems in the cooperation between them, and there might even be disputes.
Even if there is revolutionary friendship, it is a very weak kind.
"Can we talk first?" she asked, noticing that almost everyone was tense at the same time, looking at her cautiously.
The experiences in the previous few blocks seemed to have consumed most of their energy, so now they were just barely able to muster up some strength, and obvious fatigue could still be seen on their faces.
It was because of this emotional change that Ding Can thought of finding out what the relationship between them was like.
If they are not of the same mind, there will be a lot of room for maneuver.
"What's there to talk about? There are only two possible outcomes. Can you come up with something more?" The man in the shirt looked unhappy and obviously didn't want to listen to her anymore.
There seemed to be some confidence in his voice. Even through his shirt, you could vaguely see his biceps, and his figure was a distinct inverted triangle.
I guess he is so confident because he has the habit of exercising regularly.
"Don't you doubt the system's intentions? Why does it want us to kill each other?" Yu Fu understood Ding Can's intentions.
He looks young, with very gentle features between his eyebrows. He doesn't seem to be aggressive when he speaks, which makes the listeners less wary of him.
This time, the man in the shirt did not refute immediately.
Yu Fu looked at the man with the crew cut: "We are all thinking about completing the dungeon and the day when we can get the reward. We are all working towards the same goal. If we encounter danger, we should work together to solve it. We can't just think about ourselves and ignore others."
The man with a crew cut raised his hand and rubbed the wound on his forehead. To be honest, this injury was really unnecessary.
It was all the fault of the two temporary team members who didn't take action. They didn't help their female companion when they saw her in danger. If they had reacted earlier, I wouldn't have had to rush over and get injured.
He said sarcastically, "You have to be genuinely willing to help."
After he said this, the atmosphere on the scene indeed underwent a subtle change.
If there weren't enemies with different stances, they would probably want to stay as far away as possible.
Seeing this, Ding Can glanced at Yu Fu in surprise. He didn't expect that someone who was so unwilling to socialize and talk could actually pick up his conversation.
It also hits the pain point, which indeed makes the other party even more uncomfortable.
It seems completely different from the social phobia he showed before.
Could it be that he is really a teachable person? He has been with people for a long time and can even consider such details.
The man in the shirt was not affected by these remarks. After all, his status among the four people in the same team was already not good, and he had no intention of fighting for anything else.
"Don't listen to them and waste time. The most important thing is to get rid of these guys. That way, we can take care of the two on the left, and you can deal with the other three. It should be more than enough."
On the surface, what he said was indeed for the other party's benefit.
But in reality, the people the man in the shirt pointed out were Shi Yan and Xia Jialian. Not only did he choose Shi Yan, a girl who was obviously seriously injured, but he also excluded Gao Wenwen who was sitting next to her.
After all, the triceratops in his arms could cause unexpected consequences in the battle.
In order to prevent those people from waking up, the man in the shirt and his companions rushed forward. He was very fast and brought up some wind, so his muscles were more obvious under the covering of the clothes.
Seeing that the fight had already begun, the other four had no choice but to move and surround Ding Can and the other two.
Xia Jialian took a step and stood halfway in front of Shi Yan, blocking the man in the shirt from coming over.
As a result, his sleeve was tugged, and it was Shi Yan who curled her lips at him calmly: "Leave this person to me."
"But he looks..." Xia Jialian wanted to dissuade him. Compared with his companions who looked like little chickens, he looked more threatening.
"Don't worry, I know what's going on. Not to mention a broken hand, even if both of his hands were damaged, he wouldn't be my opponent."
Hearing Shi Yan's confident tone, Xia Jialian began to believe that at least she would not be the kind of person who would insist on showing off her strength at such a moment, and perhaps she really had some secret tricks that she had never seen before.
So he relaxed a little and focused all his attention on the man in the hoodie.
When the man in the shirt saw the two men's positions changed, he did not change the direction of his rush. After all, his original purpose was to get rid of Shi Yan first.
Letting one of the opponents fall to the ground first will greatly boost the morale of his own side, and to some extent, it can also eliminate the distrust of his teammates towards him.
And then he did just that. The moment he got close to the opponent, he swung his fist and headed directly for the weak spot like the solar plexus.
Once hit, it is possible that the opponent will faint immediately.
He found the right direction and pointed the tip of his bent knuckles directly at the side of the woman's head. He thought that with his explosive power and the physical strength accumulated from long-term training, there would be no mistakes.
Shi Yan had been covering her injured right hand, and until now, her face still hadn't regained much color.
Under normal circumstances, if you see such a person on the street, many people's subconscious reaction will definitely be to want to call 120 for the other person.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened. Seeing the fist getting closer and closer to her, the facial muscles of the man in the shirt became ferocious, and Shi Yan no longer just stood there.
The first part of her body to move was her feet. She twisted her ankles, leaned forward and pressed down, and turned smoothly in a circle, facing the man in the shirt with her back.
The man approached, and naturally his chest pressed against Shi Yan's back. He glared at her, probably not expecting her to be so submissive.
His fist inevitably missed, and when he was about to throw another punch, the pain in his waist made it almost impossible for him to stand up, as if several of his ribs were broken.
It was Shi Yan. At the same time as she turned around, she pulled her intact arm backwards, using the hard part of her elbow as a weapon of attack.
After hitting, he raised his arm and quickly grabbed the arm that was still in his sight.
Ignoring the hand's resistance, she pulled it downwards, bent down, and threw the entire man forward.
The whole set of movements was so smooth and neat that the man in the shirt, who was confident that there would be no mistakes, didn't even have a chance to fight back.
His forehead hit the ground and he fell to the ground with a muffled groan. He didn't move anymore and seemed to have fainted.
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