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Chapter 624: The Difference in Values
Chen Tingquan really wanted to apply for a rematch or a substitution immediately, but there was no way. The opponents in the competition were obviously randomly arranged by the system, and the competition would start immediately after both parties took the stage, leaving no room for regret.

“I can only force it, and hope he is a disabled person.

"Hmm? It seems like I'm really handicapped!"

Hope rekindled in Chen Tingquan's eyes.

In a competition like this, it is possible to be matched with any kind of opponent.

Although "Against the Sky" is an online game, it is not as compulsory as ordinary online games.

Take this kind of competition for example, there will also be some NPC disciples controlled by the system mixed in, and the cultivation levels of these disciples are also random.

If you encounter an NPC disciple with a lower level of cultivation, you are lucky.

When encountering the same players, it is entirely possible that some players may have a laggy network or poor operation.

Although the competition itself has a certain degree of selection, this selection is not strict and does not completely guarantee fairness.

This design may be to encourage players to participate in the competition more often, and not to avoid it just because they are weak. What if they meet someone who is even weaker than themselves?

Chen Tingquan could tell at a glance that his opponent at this time was a player, and his numerical value was much higher than his own.

But judging from the player's operation, it seems like he has just adapted to this body and it is very clumsy.

This gave Chen Tingquan some room for maneuver.

“Steal the knife!

"dodge!
"roll!
“Look at the instrument!

"Haha, it seems that all those action games I played were not in vain!"

Although Chen Tingquan doesn't play many high-difficulty action games, he is obviously better than these clumsy players.

Each time he would sneakily strike twice, then quickly dodge and roll away before the opponent could raise his hand to counterattack.

The opponent's blood was reduced to two-thirds, but Chen Tingquan was not injured at all.

Not only that, he would also quickly distance himself when the opponent rushed over angrily, and fight back with the cheap magic weapon he bought. Although the blood loss was not much, the feeling of flying a kite was good.

This made Chen Tingquan feel like he was playing a difficult game like "Blood of Lies", which was exactly the same as walking around a boss.

“Look, so what if the attribute is high, it still has to be the hand multiplication area.

"Operate you!"

The opponent obviously realized that fighting like this was not a solution, so he simply stood still, took out something from his bag, and swallowed it with his head tilted back.

Chen Tingquan was stunned for a moment: "What's going on? Taking drugs on the spot, right? Referee! Where is the referee!"

The next second, the muscles of this disciple of Qingming Medicine Furnace expanded further. Not only that, he also took out a thick wooden stick from somewhere and carried it on his shoulder.

The next second, the big stick came crashing down!

"Hey! Stop it!"

Chen Tingquan shouted while controlling his character to roll over and narrowly avoided the attack.

But when the big stick hit the ground, debris flew everywhere and a small hole was created on the ground.

I have to say that the combat and special effects of "Against the Heavens" are really well done.

"Fortunately, it looks like the stick's attack speed isn't that fast. I should be able to handle it if I concentrate...

"Fuck! Why is he swinging faster and faster?
"Referee! I report him! He's cheating!
“Is there any balance in this game?”

Chen Tingquan had originally wanted to continue to rely on his superb skills to outsmart the opponent, but he did not expect that after the opponent took the elixir, not only did his movement speed and strength increase, but even his attack speed became faster.

Logically speaking, for such a large wooden stick, the forward and backward swing of the attack should be very long, so it should not be difficult to dodge.

But the disciple of Qingming Medicine Furnace swung his sword faster and faster, even leaving an afterimage.

Chen Tingquan could barely dodge it at first, but his rolling also swayed back and forth, and the invincibility frame could not cover the entire process.

If you're not careful, you'll be caught.

With a "bang", Chen Tingquan saw his health bar emptied instantly.

The next second, some special barrier seemed to appear in the venue, blocking the big wooden stick in the hands of the Qingming Medicine Lu disciple, allowing Chen Tingquan's character to have the last bit of blood left.

Then, Chen Tingquan's character automatically knelt on the ground, admitted defeat and begged for mercy, and several eye-catching prompt words appeared on the screen.

"The victory is decided!"

Chen Tingquan's face looked a little ugly. He didn't expect that he would be eliminated in the first round of such a big competition.

Why are you still thinking about joining the Wuxiang Dan League? That's obviously not something a zero-krypton player like me should consider.

The barrage of comments also began to laugh.

"Qingming Medicine Furnace Disciple: Have you had enough of the commotion?"

"Opponent: Phew, I was almost killed by this guy, luckily I am more skilled than him."

"This game is too unbalanced, it's killed in one second?"

"The numbers are just a bunch of crap."

"Number? What number? I only saw Qingming Medicine Furnace's efforts and sweat." "How can you still take drugs when the fight has already started?"

"I have a feeling that next time we compete, everyone will bring medicine..."

"Is there any legend about this Qingming Medicine Furnace? Everyone is using the same Nine Dragon Pills, but why does this one look a lot bigger?"

Chen Tingquan sighed silently, and went to check on Li Wenhao and Liang Chun.

Li Wenhao was lucky and won the first round. He was taking a short break to prepare for the second round. It was a pity for Liang Chun as the opponent he met in the first round was also very strong and he lost by one move in the end.

This sect competition started and ended quickly, and for zero-氪 players like these who have no real skills, the most important thing is to just participate.

"I'll go see how Xiao Ding is doing."

Chen Tingquan opened Teacher Ding’s live broadcast room.

Wow, the style of painting here is completely different from his!

Lecturer Ding, whose character could be described as a devilish muscle man, was standing on a gigantic flying sword, and standing around him were other inner sect disciples of the Eclipse Spirit Palace.

At this time, Lecturer Ding looked down and could see that there was also a venue for a sect competition below.

Although the details of the terrain seem different from Chen Tingquan's side, the general layout is the same.

There are also three different small sects holding competitions below.

As a noble disciple of the Eclipse Heavenly Palace, Lecturer Ding only needed to watch from the air. He would have the opportunity to take action only after the people below had selected the stronger players through the duel.

Chen Tingquan switched back to the game, found a random place for his character to meditate, and then continued to watch the show with peace of mind.

Even if you are slacking off, you must not forget to practice!

On Instructor Ding's side, the rounds of competition went on very quickly. Although there were many players participating at the beginning, half of them were eliminated each time, and soon there were not many left.

Not only that, after the third round of competition, many winners have emerged on the field.

These are obviously all kryptonians, but for various reasons they did not spend 648 yuan in the beginning, and only made up for it after entering a small sect.

The fact that they can stand until now basically shows that their strength cannot be underestimated.

"Someone challenged you, would you accept the challenge?"

Looking at the prompt message on the screen, Lecturer Ding almost laughed out loud.

“Someone wants to challenge me?
"It seems that I flew too high, so you couldn't see my body shape clearly, and you actually had such fantasies."

Lecturer Ding leaped directly from the huge flying sword of the Eclipse Spirit Palace, and then landed steadily on his own flying sword.

After the third round of the competition, the surviving players will have two different choices.

One is to continue competing with others, and the final winner may be selected by the six major sects; the other is simpler and more brutal, directly challenging the disciples of the six major sects. If you win, you can directly bring down the opponent and take the position yourself.

Apparently, in Lecturer Ding's competition venue, there was such a confident player who wanted to directly clash with the disciples of the six major sects, and he just happened to run into Lecturer Ding.

After Lecturer Ding landed, he looked the guy up and down.

No wonder he is so full of confidence, this guy is obviously a kryptonian who chose the wrong starting identity. Judging from the expansion of his muscles, he should have never stopped taking Nine Dragon Pills, and they are obviously several times bigger than other ordinary sect disciples.

But compared with Lecturer Ding, he only felt like a little bird.

I can only say that things like size depend mainly on comparison.

Having a bit of muscle among a group of skinny guys in an ordinary gym is nothing, but in a weight gym, it can only be called "slightly showing signs of training."

"..."

Seeing Instructor Ding land, the player, who was originally full of confidence, didn't say anything, but just silently typed three periods.

it is more than words.

The competition begins!
Lecturer Ding burst into energy, and the protective qi instantly knocked the opponent away, but his blood volume did not drop much, only less than one-sixth.

"Hmm? Not bad, it seems like you have some strength, worthy of my serious attention!"

Lecturer Ding made some casual operations, and several flying swords came out from his back and flew towards the opponent.

The sturdy man obviously did not want to sit and wait for death. Like Chen Tingquan, he was trying his best, stepping forward, rolling, trying every way to avoid the flying sword chasing him, and rushed to Lecturer Ding to fight back.

However, all his actions were in vain, because the flying swords were endless and he had no way to dodge them all by rolling.

He could only use magical weapons or spells for defense, but it was obvious that although this strong man's physical training progress could barely keep up with Lecturer Ding, he was far behind in terms of magical weapons and spells.

Finally, as the strong man's health bar was emptied and he was left with only the last drop of blood, he triggered the protection effect of the venue and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Lecturer Ding sighed silently.

"Alas, how lonely it is to be invincible!"

He stepped on the flying sword and flew back to the flying sword of the Shiling Palace.

From the beginning to the end of this competition, no one dared to challenge him again.

These people have obviously seen what the numerical gap is.

What does it mean to have no talent at all, only pure hard work and sweat.

(End of this chapter)