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Martin began to explain, but then he thought of another question, so he looked at Beichen and asked.

"By the way, Beichen, how many points do you have now? This preliminaries has a particularly unreasonable rule. The points earned from it are not interchangeable with the usual points. So there have been cases in the past where a knight's title was revoked halfway through the preliminaries."

What? How can this happen? What abstract rules?

"Is there such a thing? But I already have six points now, so it shouldn't be a problem."

Beichen opened his mouth and answered.

"I actually got six points? Then there's really no need to worry about that. It's really impressive to get six points in the shooting contest."

Martin nodded and said.

"Shooting competition? I haven't participated in that yet. These six points were all obtained from the speed competition."

"Speed ​​racing, are you good at this?"

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"I think there's no need to hide this from you. I was the one who won first place twice in the news yesterday without any equipment."

We are all family, so we can still talk about this kind of thing.

"Unbelievable... Did you use Originium Technique? No, no, it's hard to do this with Originium Technique. Could it be some new thing from Columbia? It doesn't seem right. If it really existed, it would have been monopolized by the companies above."

Martin thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.

"It's actually an Originium technique, but it's a little special."

Beichen replied, You know, Originium skills are omnipotent.

Hearing this, Martin looked at Beichen carefully again. This time he didn't look at the top of his head, but at Beichen's exposed skin.

"I don't mean to offend you with what I'm going to say next, but are you infected?"

Beichen was stunned for a moment when he heard Martin's question, but soon started laughing again.

After all, the infected do have advantages in using Originium techniques.

"I don't mean anything else. I just want to ask. After all, Casimir already has quite a number of infected knights."

Seeing Beichen suddenly stunned, Martin added.

"It's okay, I'm not infected, but I'm curious about how the infected knights perform on the field."

Beichen waved his hand and continued.

"Infected knights? In my era, infected people couldn't be knights. But, this isn't a bad thing. After all, infected people will be discriminated against wherever they go, even on the field... Let's not talk about that for now."

Martin sighed and continued, "The champion of the last special tournament was the Infected Knight. There are a lot of stories about him on the Internet. Of course, there is no need for me to talk about him here because he is so special."

"Most of the infected knights live a very difficult life. They have to fight hard in competitions to keep their knighthood and earn enough income to support their lives."

"Because in Casimir, they can't find any other jobs that can earn money, let alone a normal life."

"Oh, my sister is like this too............."

Maria covered her mouth and her mood suddenly dropped.

"Is that really the case? Sorry, sorry, I asked such a question."

I didn't expect Maria to think of Margaret at this time. Tsk, it's obvious that she is not an infected person at all, she just wants to find a reason to kick her out.

The boomerang came so quickly. Just a few years after Margaret was kicked out, Casimir wanted to make some money from the infected. As a result, he passed a bill allowing the infected to become knights, and he made a lot of money from this.

Although Blood Knight was indeed the champion three years ago, with his strength, he was more than capable of winning the championship.

But it would be too easy for those people to not want him to participate in the competition.

After all, it was just a little "accident", wasn't it?

"It's okay. This happened a long time ago. Let's not talk about this. I'm actually very curious about how you won the speed race. What are your Originium skills?"

Martin continued to ask. He had never seen such an outrageous Originium skill before that could make a person's speed so fast.

“It’s hard to explain, but I can demonstrate it on the spot.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Beichen disappeared from the spot, and appeared behind Martin the next second, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"'Casimir foul language!' so soon?"

Martin was startled. He didn't see Beichen's action at all, he just felt something flash in front of him.

"I was able to maintain this speed until the end of the sprint race, so I actually let it slide a little bit in those two races. By the way, don't tell anyone about this."

Beichen said proudly. After all, when he was not so strong before, he relied on his ability to escape to survive in Chernobyl.

"My goodness, this speed, if it were used in a battle......"

Martin touched his shoulder with lingering fear.

If it were a real competition, if someone attacked you from behind without you being prepared like this, you would probably lose a few pieces of your waist.

"Wow, Beichen, you, how did you do that!"

Maria's eyes were almost full of stars, and she didn't notice any of Beichen's movements at all.

"It's a small thing, a small thing."

Oh, it’s still installed.

"Kid, remember to tell me when you play the game, I want to bet money on you."

Martin also turned around and prepared to pat Beichen on the shoulder, his tone more serious than before.

It was even more serious than when people speculated about the relationship between Maria and Beichen.

"Don't worry, even I will bet on myself to win."

Beichen directly held Martin's outstretched hand and shook it a few times.

That’s right, this is his real purpose. The game or the Cavaliers are not important. He just bets on any game. The main purpose is to make a fortune.

Of course, it would be boring if you always bet on yourself to win and you always win. You must lose a few big games on purpose and then make those gamblers lose everything.

So, brothers, gambling is harmful to people. Losing all your money and being scolded and ridiculed are just small matters. In this place with simple folk customs, you may even be hunted down.

In the end, only those who opened the market will win and no one can win anymore.

"Hahahaha, good boy, I'll rely on you to help me make a lot of money when the time comes, don't let me down."

"By the way, I have another question about the shooting competition."

Beichen suddenly remembered a question that no one had ever explained to him.

"Oh? About the shooting competition? Although I have never participated in this kind of competition, I still know a lot about it. Just ask if you have any questions."

Martin said I am familiar with all of this.

"When registering for the preliminaries, weren't you required to hand in all your equipment for inspection? Why aren't there any requirements for the bows and crossbows used in the archery competition?"

Beichen asked with some confusion. No one had ever told him about this.

"Ah, you're asking that. Because during the competition, all weapons used by the contestants are provided by the event organizer. Of course, you can choose the weapon that you find most convenient, although most contestants will only choose the brand they endorse."

Martin began to explain.

"Huh? It was actually provided by the event organizer? Doesn't that mean that there is no difference in equipment, and this competition depends entirely on personal strength?"

Beichen asked with some confusion.

This isn't right. It's a little different from other competitions.

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"No equipment gap? How is that possible? Boy, don't take the shooting contest too lightly. This contest is more popular than the speed contest. Rather than saying there is no equipment gap, it's better to say it's the contest with the biggest equipment gap."

Martin's answer made Beichen even more confused.

"But aren't the bows and crossbows used in the competition provided by the event organizers? And you can choose them yourself. Is there something else?"

Beichen continued to ask.

"Of course."

Martin continued to explain patiently.

"Like sights, eyepieces, and other miscellaneous things, you have to prepare them yourself."

"Is this considered a gap? I don't think there's much difference. I'll take first place tomorrow."

Martin wanted to say something, but when he turned around and saw Beichen's confident expression, he swallowed his words.

How come this kid is just like me when I was young? He doesn’t know how cruel the competition is in the arena unless he suffers a little.

Let him take a bit of a hit in this shooting contest first, so that he won't be so careless and underestimate the enemy in the subsequent battles where he might get injured.

With this thought in mind, Martin did not continue to explain to Beichen the importance of these other equipment.

It wasn't intentional, I just wanted Beichen to be more restrained, only in this way could he go further.

Only Maria was still speaking happily.

“Wow, Beichen, can you really take first place? When is your competition tomorrow? I will definitely watch it on time!”

Beichen took out the terminal, took a look at it, and then spoke.

"It's in the afternoon. It looks like a good match time. I think the ratings will be high. After all, it's the first round. If we don't get enough points, we won't be able to advance to the next round, and we won't get more qualifying points."

Originally, I just wanted to get some qualifying points, but I didn't expect there would be group matches and knockout matches. How boring, and there are no medals for those with the most points.

"Hahaha, tomorrow afternoon, I will definitely use this TV to play it on time."

Martin also gave a thumbs up, although he didn't think Beichen could get the highest score... No, no, no, as long as not making it into the last three is a victory, okay.

If it was related to combat or a speed race, Martin would definitely bet on Beichen without hesitation, but the shooting competition... Boy, please forgive me for not believing you this time. After all, this is not a competition that can be won by shooting skills alone.

"Then we'll see you tomorrow afternoon. I'll go back and have a good rest."

Beichen stuffed the last French fry into his mouth, then said goodbye to the two of them and planned to go back to sleep in.

"Make sure to do your best tomorrow!"

"Don't worry, you will win."

Maria waved goodbye to Beichen, and when she turned around, she saw Martin fiddling with his terminal.

"Eh? Uncle Martin, what are you doing?"

Maria asked curiously.

"Hehehe, of course it's to participate in the shooting competition tomorrow. Let me see... that guy is really here. He really has never participated in the shooting competition before. There are so many familiar faces. Okay, I'll bet on him!"

Martin placed the bet directly.

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"Ah, Uncle Martin, why are you doing this again? I remember you seemed to have been losing money before. But, did you bet on Beichen to win this time?"

Maria said in a complaining tone.

"Ahem, those were all accidents. I have studied knight competitions very deeply. I will definitely make a lot of money this time. Also, of course I won't vote for Beichen. Even if he is strong, he is just a novice, and he has no equipment. The probability of him getting first place is really slim."

Martin showed the terminal in his hand to Maria. Beichen was just a novice knight who had only participated in two racing competitions.

"Humph, I think Beichen will definitely win. Uncle Martin, I want to bet 100 yuan that Beichen will win. Of course, I'll use my own pocket money."

Maria said with a pout.

"Girl, don't get involved in this. If Zofia hears this, she will definitely beat you up..."

Looking at Maria's sudden pitiful expression, Martin could only sigh helplessly and spoke.

"Don't do it again. Okay, I'll pay for this time. Don't waste money in places like this in the future. Got it?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

Maria kept nodding her head, and it was unclear whether she heard it or not.

At this time, Beichen, who had already walked out of the bar, did not rush into the space to rest directly, but began to check the sponsors of the shooting competition so that he could know which bows and crossbows could be used.

Although Beichen couldn't understand it and didn't know which one was better, was it important? It wasn't important.

He simply wanted to see which company's weapons were cooler to use, in other words, he only looked at the appearance.