Chapter 296 - The Second Team is Very Strong (1/2)
In the rules of full-armor combat, falling to the ground was considered defeat.
Roland didn’t pursue any further, but just looked at his miaodao a little strangely. He really felt as if he had just cut through something
But looking around, he didn’t accidentally hurt a teammate.
The astonished expression in Qi Shaoqiu’s eyes also gradually returned to normal. He whispered, “Must’ve seen wrong. In this era, it’s impossible to see this kind of person who wields the weapon with the mind. Besides, he’s only been practicing saber arts for a short amount of time.”
He sat back down on the small red plastic square stool he’d temporarily acquired.
Roland looked left and right again and saw that his close friends had all but put their opponents down.
The last person to take out the enemy player was the s.h.i.+eld Warrior Raffel.
Qi Shaoqiu looked down again and started watching the livestream.
At this time the female streamer’s voice finally came out from the livestream. “This… this… this is too fast, is that South Asian country so weak? This took less than half a minute, and we won?”
As the female streamer spoke, the chat room that had been silent for nearly half a minute finally came alive as well.
“Oh sh**, what did I see? These guys are so
fierce.”
“Although the full-body armor will be more flexible than one would think, these people are so fast when they wear it, I don’t even move as fast as they do without it.”
“Three tachi struck down three people with a few hits, then two s.h.i.+eld warriors directly used left s.h.i.+eld strike with right sword slap, smacking the opponent’s head for ten seconds in a row. Their actions were fast and steady. Even if they had helmets to protect them, they would’ve been disoriented.”
“h.e.l.l it’s not a tachi, it’s a miaodao.”
“d.a.m.n, the national team is so underhanded, so the second team is the trump card?”
“Sadly I’m uneducated, I’ll say oh sh** to everything.”
Not only the livestream but also the surrounding crowd was impa.s.sioned.
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This was the fastest winning team they had ever seen, so fast it was like they had played a fake match.
Surprised, they also began to discuss it spiritedly.
The referee, a foreigner, came over looking oddly at the fallen players from the South Asian country, then at Roland and the others, and declared Roland and the others the winner, though his expression still looked confused.
But just at this moment, there was a scream from the crowd.
It turned out that the man who had been knocked down by Roland stood up, he took off his helmet, and there was blood flowing down from his right temple.
There had been an accident….
A group of people immediately rushed over, but this player waved his hand and showed his right forehead, then wiped it down, a very shallow wound showing, then slowly oozing blood.
Roland had also been shocked before, but he finally put his mind at ease when he saw the situation.
Injuries in full-armor combat were very common-sc.r.a.pes, bruises, and such were perfectly normal.
The man looked seriously injured, but it was just a flesh wound, which could be treated with some iodine.
The referee picked up the man’s helmet and found a pretty neat gash on the side, the kind that looked like it had been cut by a sharp object.
The referee then walked up to Roland and told him to surrender his weapon.
Roland handed over the miaodao, and the judge carefully examined it, then ran his hand over the edge of the blade and found that it was unsharpened, before returning the weapon to Roland.
The referee checked the helmet again and found that the injured player had been cut by the sharp metal stubble on the broken edge of the helmet-it seemed that the helmet’s quality was too poor.
After the matter was investigated, the second team’s score was naturally valid.
Next, Roland and the others would watch the other countries’ matches.
Since each country could field a maximum of four teams, the first round of elimination matches were barely finished in one day.
Tomorrow, the small team battles included only twenty-one countries and thirty-seven teams.
An odd number… There would definitely be one team that would not be matched.