Chapter 100 The Style of the Lancer

"Welcome to the combat power enhancement arena."

Then there is the routine introduction to the rules for novices.

It was very detailed and dispelled Lan Ye's guesses about the trial space.

"This should be a powerful alchemical product." Lan Ye thought in his heart.

Alchemy in this world is still very developed, and those rare but unique alchemical products have always been piled up with resources.

It seems that the background of this Qi Le store manager is really not something that I and others can guess.

Nalan Qinqi found a booth next to the counter and sat in.

Nalan Qinqi immediately sank into the soft leather sofa, which was so comfortable that he didn't want to move any more.

"It shouldn't matter if you take a rest first. Let Sister Xiaoye play first." Nalan Qinqi thought wittily.

The rules of the combat power improvement arena are actually very simple. As smart as a orchid leaf, he quickly understood them.

Then he put his perspective into the crystal ball.

"Choose your opponent, let's just use the spearman." Lan Ye thought for a moment before choosing an opponent with similar weapons to his own.

Then Lan Ye stretched out his hand, and a spear appeared in his hand.

Unfortunately, there is no way to transform a mount into this arena yet, so there is no way to fully utilize the strength of a reserve lancer.

Speaking of which, the appearance of the four people under the ring is actually similar.

They are all young men, and they have ordinary faces that can never be found again once they are thrown into a crowd.

It's just that pair of eyes, after the battle begins, they will flash with a terrifying light.

"The battle begins!"

"boom--!"

The spearman kicked the ground, and the man rushed up like a cannonball.

Different from the deceitfulness of the swordsman, the style of the spearman in the arena of combat power improvement is to move forward without hesitation.

Qi Le had fought with the spearmen several times and felt headaches all the time.

This indomitable fighting style is very suppressive, and is even more difficult to deal with than the cunningness of a swordsman.

Even Qi Le felt a headache from his opponent, let alone Lan Ye.

The spearman's tactics were extremely domineering. Compared to the swordsman's silent control of the enemy, the spearman pulled Lan Ye off the ring more directly.

Not even ten seconds after the battle started, Lan Ye started staring at the crystal ball in a daze.

"I...I lost now?" Lan Ye couldn't believe her eyes at all.

You know, Lan Ye can be the captain of Lan Ye's team not only because she is the oldest in comparison, but more importantly, Lan Ye's martial arts skills are the strongest among the seven of them.

Even in the entire Yunwu City, only Hu Shou can be stronger than Lan Ye in terms of martial arts.

"No, I have to do it again. I must have been careless just now." Lan Ye began to deceive himself and entered the ring again.

"Choose the Lancer."

"The battle begins."

Emotionless electronic synth sounds filled the arena.

The Lancer, who came on stage again, was still flashing like a beast, rampaging around the ring.

In the combat power enhancement arena, there are currently only four opponents that can be challenged, and the fighting styles of these four opponents are basically fixed.

The spearmen moved forward inexorably, and their suppression was still strong.

At least Lan Ye, who was mentally prepared, still couldn't withstand the spearmen's attack.

The spear is like a cold star, and the spear is like a dragon.

Wave after wave of attacks, like endless waves, are continuous.

Once suppressed by the spearmen's attack, the outcome of this game can basically be determined.