Two days later, the sky was clear, and the full-armor combat competition was held as scheduled.
The club sent Roland and the others to the venue, and lent them decent full-body armor.
It was free.
They had also thought of a name for their team.
The Southern Barbarian Fish was abbreviated as NMY.
The venue was placed in a football stadium in Jingnan, and then separated by more than a dozen competition zones.
Because they occupied the slots of the guildhall's teams, they were considered official participants, but in terms of the slots, they were considered the second team.
According to the contract, they had to give half of their winnings to the clubhouse.
It didn't matter.
The members of F6 had all made a lot of money in the game, and even if they won the championship in the five-man team battle, the prize money would only be a mere fifty thousand RMB, and half of it would be paid to the clubhouse, split among six or seven people, which was less than five thousand, which they didn't care about at all.
Entering the stadium from the players' passageway, the ones walking in front were naturally the main players of the first team, while Roland and the others followed behind.
As for the armors and weapons, the students of the guild naturally volunteered to help transport them.
Under normal circumstances, players wouldn't need to do such a thing. After all, they needed to maintain their stamina before the match.
Today's team competition was 5v5 with several substitutes.
Therefore, one of the F6 members had to be a substitute like Qi Shaoqiu.
Roland wanted to be a substitute. After all, he was a Mage in the game, and he certainly didn't have as much melee experience as the others. However, Husseret said, "Not to mention melee experience, I don't even have face-to-face combat experience. You should do it. Besides, you've been practicing miaodao for half a year, so you're much better than me. "
Husseret was a Rogue in the game who was good at sneaking up on people from behind, but he had never been in a head-on battle.
Originally, Qi Shaoqiu also wanted to play, but during the drills yesterday, he discovered that his participation in F6 not only didn't improve their combat strength, but also became a burden.
F6 grew up together and were very familiar with each other. The moment he entered, that tacit understanding was destroyed.
Therefore, he might as well be a substitute.
After all, Qi Shaoqiu wasn't the kind of person who had to participate in the competition. He just didn't want to see his countrymen constantly being suppressed in this kind of competition.
He wanted to do his part.
Pulling the winning team up and sending them to the arena was also doing their part. There was no difference.
There were quite a few people who came to the full-armor combat competition this time.
Although this competition was very niche, a month ago, the domestic organizers still did a lot of publicity work. In addition, South Capital was also a large city with millions of people. Even if it was a niche competition, as long as the publicity was in place, many people would be able to watch it.
Most importantly, the tickets were free.
In the players' room, Roland and the others saw that there was already a sea of people outside.
Looking around the huge football field, Roland calculated what spells he would have to use and how much magic power he would have to consume in order to catch all the thousands of people.
The others looked at the sea of people with unfriendly gazes. They were all subconsciously thinking about how they should deal with so many enemies.
The only one who seemed milder was Husseret. He was probably wondering if he could find any secret doors or treasures here. Therefore, there was no killing intent.
All in all, since he had just left the game, there were many instincts that he had yet to restrain.
Several people in Team One accidentally saw the look in Roland's eyes and were stunned for a moment. Then, they subconsciously swallowed.
They felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the people in Team Two.
The routine leader's speech was short, less than five minutes, and the routine drawing of lots to choose numbers.
Then the competition began right away, without too many tedious things.
Roland and the others were assigned number 27, the second batch to play.
Team One drew number 9, and they were in the first wave of the competition.
After drawing the lots, all the contestants put on their armor.
Roland and the others followed Team One to the fourth field.
Soon, Team One's opponents also arrived, and when everyone saw the national emblem on their opponent's shield, they were instantly helpless and lamented their bad luck.
Their opponent was Russia, and full-armor combat was also first held and spread in this country. They were a traditionally strong team that often took first place.
Although Team One felt that they were unlucky, they weren't discouraged. After encouraging each other and shouting a few times, they crawled through the fence and walked to the contestant preparation area to wait.
At this time, Roland and the others saw that not far away, there was a good-looking girl holding a cell phone to herself and saying in a rather pleasant voice, "Look, everyone, I'm now in the Chinese team's area. The contestants are all ready, and their opponent is … this flag should be Russia, right?"
As she spoke, she turned the camera angle of the cell phone to capture the contestants of Team One in the arena, as well as the Russian contestants.
Because they were wearing full-body armor, there was only a slit in the helmet, so naturally the contestants' faces and expressions couldn't be seen.
"In terms of physique, our Chinese contestants seem to be a little shorter, which should be a bit of a disadvantage."
The girl said in an uncertain tone.
"It seems to be a streamer," Roland said lightly.
"I'll go ask what platform it is and what its name is," Schuck said.
Then he walked over.
Although Schuck's face was completely covered by the helmet, his voice was quite attractive and pleasant, and he succeeded in attracting the girl's attention as soon as he struck up a conversation.
Half a minute later, Schuck walked back and said, "A streamer from a certain tooth, the direct number is 2255441.
Roland threw up his hands. "The problem is that we can't look at our phones right now."
They were wearing full-body armor and had iron handguards, so it was impossible for them to play with touch-screen phones.
At this time, Qi Shaoqiu said, "I've got one installed too, I'll open it for you to see."
Because they were substitutes, neither Qi Shaoqiu nor Husseret wore full-body armor.
Soon the Tiger Tooth software was opened, and the sweet voice of the female streamer came out, which seemed to be better than the voice of the live audience. "The referee is here, it looks like it's about to start, do you think our Chinese team has a good chance of winning?"
This female streamer had a lot of fans, almost a million followers, and as soon as she spoke, a dense barrage of comments flew over it.
"I don't think so, in cold weapon combat, physique is a very important factor."
"Full-armor combat, the Russian team has always been very strong, our national team has too few participants and is inexperienced, so it's bad luck to encounter a popular boss team at the beginning."
"It's probably just a one-round exit, it's a shame this game is still held in our country."
"It's already an extraordinary performance to be able to cut down two opponents."
All in all, the netizens were generally not optimistic.
Soon the game began.
Sure enough, as the netizens expected, the first team was no match for the Russians, and they lost two straight out of three.
But the first team did their best, and even if their shields and weapons were knocked off, they tried to grab the other side and make them fall … But the other side's strength and physique were strong, and instead they were hit by shields and slashed by swords a dozen times, knocked on their helmets, and shocked to the point of extreme pain in their heads. They couldn't take it anymore and only fell to the ground when their consciousness was about to blur.
Most of the people watching the game were here for the national team, and when the players of the first team were beaten, it looked very tragic, and many girls screamed and even begged, "Stop fighting, just admit defeat, it's not embarrassing."
Things like that.
The atmosphere in the livestream was similar.
The first team did their best.
The female streamer sighed. "The first team lost, but we still have the second team, maybe there will be a miracle."
With that, the female streamer pointed the phone at Roland and the others.
Roland and the others were watching the livestream with relish, and when they suddenly appeared on the screen, their expressions suddenly became strange.
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