Online Games: The Strongest Race Was Selected At The Start

Chapter 127: Chen Qing Plays

"From now on, the square arena is open. Those who want to compete can directly stand on the unmanned square arena and shout the rank or name of the contestant who wants to challenge. Those who do not challenge will automatically be regarded as failures!"

As the voice of the main hall master fell, the four figures immediately jumped from the infield to the square arena.

"No. 98120, Li Dong, challenge No. 97800, Wang Qin!"

"99210, Yang Hua, challenge..."

As soon as the four rookie list talents stood on the square ring, they shouted out the opponents they wanted to challenge.

Immediately, four figures also jumped onto the ring from the infield area.

As soon as the two sides greeted each other, they immediately began to fight.

In the initial challenge, there must be a competition between geniuses with more than 90,000 names. This kind of genius knows that if they don't play first, they probably won't have this kind of attention later.

And if you let other people compete first and push your ranking down, you will definitely lose face, so it is better to challenge first.

The master of the branch hall saw that several players had already started the competition, nodded and smiled, and returned to the exclusive viewing platform alone and sat down.

At this time, Li Hao who was beside him suddenly lowered his body and whispered to him, "Lintou, Lansheng is here, and he wants to see you."

The head of the branch hall nodded as if nothing had happened, his eyes were still on the fierce fighting on the square ring.

After a while, Li Hao brought one person to the viewing platform, and it was Lan Sheng, who had been partnered with Desna in Wanten before on missions.

Lan Sheng had a gentle smile on his face, and his handsome face was enough to fascinate thousands of girls under the sunlight.

But sitting across from him was a middle-aged man who was obviously not among the admirers.

"Uncle Lin." Lan Sheng greeted Lin Ming with a smile.

Lin Ming seemed to be addicted to the group arena. After hearing the voice, he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream, and smiled at Lan Sheng.

"Sit! Little nephew Lansheng! What's the matter?" Lin Ming casually pointed to the chair next to him.

Lan Sheng didn't dare to sit down in front of the demigod powerhouse, he declined with a smile, and then slowly asked: "Uncle Lin, my father asked me to come and pay a visit to you, and by the way, I want to ask you, How do you think about what my father told you before?"

After Lin Ming heard Lan Sheng's words, he chuckled lightly, and said noncommittally: "Nephew Lan Sheng originally wanted to tell me about this matter, but it's too early to talk about it now. You might as well sit down and watch Watching the game, although you have already left the list, but this time there are still a few acquaintances of nephew Lan Sheng who are on the list, and nephew Lan Sheng may be interested."

Lan Sheng glanced at the fierce battle on Sifangtai, then turned his gaze to the infield area, scanned around, and saw a few geniuses who had competed with him for the top spot five years ago.

It's just that he was the one who won the top spot back then, and now he has been promoted to the Yunling level after the stagnant level. These former opponents have long been ignored by him.

Lan Sheng shook his head, and when he was about to speak, his gaze suddenly narrowed, and he saw a familiar figure.

It was Desna. At this moment, Desna was sitting next to a young man, talking to the young man affectionately, there was no sense of distance in her eyes when she treated him indifferently, she just wanted to hang on to the young man beside her. Average body.

A glint of haze flashed across Lan Sheng's eyes, but at the moment there was a demigod sitting beside him, he still calmly suppressed the haze in his eyes, put on a sunny look again, and said to Lin Ming with a smile : "It's my nephew Meng Lang. Lin Shishu is right. It's also interesting to see who have potential juniors at this year's rookie event. My nephew will resign now and find a seat for himself. I will not disturb Lin Shishu's elegant mood."

After finishing speaking, Lan Sheng retreated respectfully, leaving Lin Ming still sitting on the spectator platform, looking at the Sifang ring, but it seemed that his attention was no longer on the Sifang ring, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

The first round of competition on Sifangtai soon ended.

Players naturally win and lose, some challenge successfully and some fail.

The winner is naturally high-spirited and surrounded by major media.

The loser can only leave the field sadly, secretly make up his mind and try to get back to the field.

Soon, after this group of players left the field, the second group of four players jumped onto the stage again and started a new round of challenges.

"No. 94,100 on the rookie list, Li Lang, challenge..."

"Rookie list..."

The three contestants each reported the opponents they wanted to challenge, leaving only one young man in the Qinglong ring, his eyes constantly scanning the players in the infield area below.

The contestants who were swept by the young man's gaze, with similar rankings or even higher rankings than him, all had unnatural expressions on their faces.

This young man is different from the other three players. Although his ranking is only 99,000, according to estimates from the Wanqing Bureau, this young man did not use his full strength when he challenged the original ranking player. His real strength is far more than 99,000.

Sai Ke, the third in the dark horse list, is expected to rank 76,000.

Sai Ke glanced around, and found that many players were timid, and their eyes could not help showing disappointment, but soon, he saw a familiar young man, looking at him calmly, as if not It's like not caring about the first battle.

Syke was overjoyed immediately, looked at the young man, and shouted loudly: "I heard that there was an S-level genius in the rookie list who just entered the list, and it has been quite popular recently, so I will take a look at this popularity today!"

"No. 99,000 on the rookie list, Seike! Challenge No. 97,700, Chen Qing!"

After hearing that Sai Ke was going to challenge Chen Qing, the media suddenly burst into an uproar. Sai Ke and Chen Qing are both relatively well-known talents recently. For the dark horse.

I didn't expect to see such a topical game at the beginning, and the interstellar media couldn't help but feel excited.

In addition to the interstellar media, the player's live broadcast room also exploded.

"Damn it, I'm glad God is going to play?"

"Who do you think will win?"

"emmm...Although I am a fan of Chen Qing, I have to say that Cyke has a bigger chance of winning. It is very difficult for Chen Qing to enter the 97,700th place, but Saike is preparing to hit the 70,000th place. The two feel that their strengths are not on the same level. ah."

"Upstairs +1, I just hope Qingshen doesn't lose too badly."

Naturally, some players bought the ranking list of Wanqing Bureau, and now it has been posted on the forum, and all players know that Chen Qing has been on the list.

However, according to Wanqing Bureau's estimation, it was very difficult for Chen Qing to defeat Wanhe before. In such a short period of time, although Chen Qing's potential was rated as S-level, the ranking should only increase by about one or two thousand at most. , There is a huge gap with Cyke who has 7W strength.

And Chen Qing, who is the protagonist of the topic, doesn't know at this moment that he has been judged as the loser by the players.

After he heard that Sai Ke was going to challenge himself, he was not too surprised. Just now the two looked at each other, and Chen Qing saw the fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

"Chen Qing, come on!" Desna cheered softly.

Chen Qing smiled, rubbed Desna's head, got up and jumped into the Azure Dragon Ring.

After Sai Ke had a close contact with Chen Qing, he couldn't help showing a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"It turns out that you haven't reached the peak of half-step stagnation, then you are not my opponent, you might as well admit defeat and step down, lest you lose too embarrassingly soon."

Chen Qing shook his head with a smile, looked at Sai Ke, and said seriously: "Ten seconds is enough to hit you!"