Seeing the expressions of the F6 members, Qi Shaoqiu immediately knew that it was time to strike while the iron was hot.
He didn't try to persuade them anymore, but simply picked up the phone and dialed a number.
Soon the call went through, and Qi Shaoqiu said, "Old Li, sign me up right away. I've formed my own team and will participate in the team battles."
The F6 members all looked over.
Qi Shaoqiu paused for a moment, waiting for the other party to finish speaking, and continued, "Yes, yes. They're all temporary participants and don't have armor, so I'll have to trouble the clubhouse to help me borrow a few. Also, my iron-coated miaodao is still here, I remember there were seven. "
"They're all here, okay?" Qi Shaoqiu's expression grew happier and happier. "Okay, I guess I'll be there tomorrow afternoon. Please arrange a room for us to practice, and if possible, it'd be best to call a few brothers to practice a few rounds with my friends."
"Thank you."
Qi Shaoqiu hung up the phone happily. "Okay, everything's taken care of, now it's time to go to the competition."
Everyone had just been tempted and considering it, but with Qi Shaoqiu's words, they had no choice but to participate.
Besides, their relationship with Qi Shaoqiu was actually quite good, so it didn't matter where they went. It wasn't a problem to help out a friend.
And fighting a real simulated battle could indeed give them back a little of the feeling of "playing" in the game.
"Then let's go." Everyone nodded.
Qi Shaoqiu excitedly slapped his thigh. "Then let's meet at the entrance of the high-speed rail station tomorrow and keep in touch by phone. Go to bed early."
"No problem."
After staying in the saber arts club for two hours, everyone went home to prepare.
Qi Shaoqiu returned home and began to happily prepare his luggage. At this time, there was a knock on the door, and he opened it to find his sister.
Night Tide Sands looked at him with a displeased expression. "How could you let Roland do such a dangerous thing?"
"What danger? His whole body is wrapped in soft iron armor, and even if he's injured, it'll only be a minor injury."
Night Tide Sands pursed her lips. "But if he's hit, it'll hurt just as much."
"What's wrong with a little pain?" Qi Shaoqiu said matter-of-factly. "If you can't stand this little pain, I'm worried about you marrying him."
Night Tide Sands blushed a little. "What do you mean marrying him or not, brother? Nothing good comes out of your mouth."
After saying that, Night Tide Sands turned and ran.
Qi Shaoqiu smiled proudly.
Men always did things in a straightforward manner. They didn't need to put on makeup, and they didn't need to think about bringing a lot of things. Two or three sets of clothes, toothpaste, toothbrush, cups, and towels.
The six of them met at the entrance of the high-speed rail station and took the high-speed rail directly to Jingnan.
Qi Shaoqiu brought them directly to the Red Star Martial Arts Hall.
At first glance, he looked fat, but upon closer inspection, he was a man with solid muscles.
Qi Shaoqiu took the initiative to hug the fat guy and then introduced him to Roland and the others. "This is Lin Zhaotong, one of the founders of the guild hall and my college classmate. He tricked me into coming into contact with full armor. "
Lin Zhaotong revealed a silly smile. "How can you say that I lied to you? This is the soul's choice."
Everyone in F6 was a little surprised. This fat bro Lin Zhaotong spoke a little bit like a chuunibyou.
Qi Shaoqiu explained from the side, "Those who play full armor are all like this. Think about it, if he wasn't this kind of person, how could he play full armor?"
Lin Zhao patted Qi Shaoqiu's shoulder. "You're different too."
"Cut the crap," Qi Shaoqiu said. "The match is the day after tomorrow. Help us find suitable armor first, then give us some basic weapons."
"No problem."
While talking, the fat bro Lin Zhaotong also took the time to size up Roland and the others from time to time.
He found that these people looked ordinary and didn't look like people who played full armor at all.
Except for one short fatty, everyone else was on the thin side.
In full armor, physique was very important.
Because of their physique, they had more muscles and could wear armor that weighed dozens of kilograms to move and attack on the field.
However, Lin Zhaoqiu trusted Qi Shaoqiu. After all, Qi Shaoqiu was also the thin type, but the latter's strength and endurance were much higher than theirs.
Maybe the same was true for these five people.
Lin Zhaoqiu took them into the guild hall and then assigned a training ground for them, which was already prepared with full-body armor of different rules.
Roland looked at the armor and said, "It seems to be armor from the Ming Dynasty, but it's been modified. There's a mask here on the helmet, and many places have been thickened. It's not so much Ming Dynasty armor, but European full-body armor that looks a bit like Ming Dynasty armor."
Qi Shaoqiu clapped his hands and shouted, "Choose your full-body armor. We're going to train next, and I'll tell you the rules of full-armor combat."
The five people chose their suitable full-body armor and picked up the iron-coated wooden miaodao that Lin Zhaotong had already prepared for them.
Waving the miaodao in the armor, Roland found that the armor wasn't too heavy, which might have something to do with the fact that he had been exercising in the last few months.
What really gave Roland a headache was that after putting on the helmet, his vision was greatly limited.
Because there was only a slit in the helmet that allowed one to see outside, this was to protect the head, but it did limit the vision.
But Raffel and Li Lin, who were Warriors, were quite used to it.
Raffel was a Shield Warrior and wore heavy armor to begin with.
Li Lin, on the other hand, was a Barbarian Warrior. Although he didn't wear armor and ran around bare-chested, after the Barbarian went berserk, his eyes would find that except for a very small area, the rest of his field of vision would be filled with red.
The experience was similar to wearing a closed helmet.
As for Schuck and Brazil, they both felt the same as Roland, feeling that the helmet was in the way.
Everyone walked around in their armor with great novelty and even slashed each other a few times with their miaodao. Although they didn't use much strength, they found that the miaodao was of no use when it hit the full-body armor.
Although it was wrapped in iron and not sharpened, the lethality … was indeed a little low.
Just as Roland and the others were puzzled, Lin Zhaotong came in, followed by five "Warriors" in full-body armor with swords and shields.
Lin Zhaotong smiled and said to Qi Shaoqiu, "I've also brought you the people for the drill, and if you don't have to compete first, there's only one day between the start of the competition. There's only one day left until the start of the competition. Your team needs to get into shape quickly. "
"No problem." Qi Shaoqiu said with a smile, then looked at Roland and the others. "You five try to compete first, and I'll see how well you cooperate outside and see if you have any shortcomings."
The two sides lined up in the competition hall. Both sides were completely hidden in their armor, and even their expressions couldn't be seen.
Lin Zhaotong acted as the referee in the center of the field.
With the sound of "ready", both sides strode forward.
Less than five seconds later, the sound of thumping rang out for a dozen seconds, and then the sword and shield team of five were all knocked over to the ground.
Lin Zhaotong said with a strange expression, "The left side wins."
Roland lifted his mask and shouted, "Qi Shaomi, this miaodao is no good. The opponent's armor is thick, and the other side didn't respond even after a few days of hacking. If it weren't for the fact that we all know grappling techniques … "
That's right, the miaodao wasn't of any use at all just now. After Roland and the others slashed the opponent a few times, they realized that something was wrong and couldn't defend, so they all switched to wrestling techniques to subdue the enemy.
The sword and shield team of five weren't cut down to the ground, but were thrown, pushed, or forcibly pressed to the ground with hooks.
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