Chapter 485 - Feces Fire Tactic is Awesome (1/2)

A sealed concrete square room, and a black ball.

The black ball was a stereoscopic projector, surrounded by a lot of stereoscopic light and shadows, and one could interact with what was on it by walking up and touching it. They greeted each other and found their position.

There was a countdown to the start of the tournament.

There were twenty-nine minutes until the tournament started.

It also explained the rules for the five-versus-five matches.

The tournament was based on a point system, not an elimination system.

Three points for a win, no points for a loss, and one point each for a draw.

Once the tournament started, there would be a two-minute break for each match that ended, but of course, you could also fight earlier if you felt like it.

The tournament matched those with similar scores and didn’t guarantee complete fairness, only relative fairness, as the former was impossible.

Occasionally, there would be matches where the score difference was more than twenty points.

This wasn’t a system error, just a matching mechanism issue, and after all, luck was a part of strength.

The tournament would last for 24 hours in-game. The team with the highest score at the end of the tournament would be the winner.

“According to the rules, our equipment set-up needs to have a specific purpose.” After reading the rules of the match, Roland immediately said, “I looked at the equipment provided by the system and they are all low-grade standardized enchanted equipment, with only one or two special properties. So I suggest that a pure physical profession’s set up must focus on physical stamina recovery. A balance of stamina, const.i.tution, and magic power for Schuck and Betta, and I’ll have pure magic regeneration. Under these match rules, we have to keep fighting, so battle endurance is important.”

Schuck thought for a moment and said, “But this way, our base attributes will be worse than the opponents’. Although I also have a combat aura that can boost certain attributes in a wide range, the boost is not large; it mainly has a wide range that’s suitable for large groups.”

“It’s okay, I can take care of the attributes.”

Roland snapped his fingers repeatedly, and a magical glow spread over the seven of them. Extreme body fortification, agility, attack speed increase, movement increase, lesser physical defense boost, and so on.

At least eight different types of buffs were stacked on them.

“But I don’t have the means to add stamina and endurance to eliminate your fatigue, so combat endurance is of paramount importance to us.”

Suddenly feeling much stronger, Schuck gave Roland a thumbs up. “Mages are awesome.”

He was originally level eight, but after teleporting in and becoming level five, he felt a lot weaker.

With a round of buffs added, he felt as if he was back to level eight.

Roland smiled.

It wasn’t like he hadn’t prepared for anything in the previous ten days. Since his blue fireball was officially banned, he would naturally make up for it in other ways.

So he optimized a large number of enhancement spells first.

Some spells could deal with complex environments that were also optimized to gain a greater advantage in the second tournament team battle royale.

The F6 members all felt the enhancement in their attributes, and besides, Roland had always been the army adviser type of character in their group, so the others would consider what he said a little more, even if it didn’t sound reasonable.

Since there was no problem in terms of attributes, then naturally they would listen to Roland

Within ten minutes, everyone had their gear readied.

The next step was to wait.

Schuck and the others were a bit nervous, but Roland seemed calm and collected because of the mental power enhancement that came with the Mage profession. He continued to operate the black ball’s stereoscopic projection and found that he could search for videos of other teams’ games. He entered a random number, and the system prompted, “The tournament hasn’t started, there is no such team number.”

I see.

Roland went back to his friends and chatted with them, making dirty jokes to lower the tension.

Time pa.s.sed quickly and then five minutes before the start of the tournament, they got their team number.

69!

Well, that’s an interesting number.

Everyone revealed ambiguous smiles, including Betta.

Schuck then spotted Betta’s smile. “Boy, it looks like you’ve lost your virginity, and you even know what 69 means.”

Betta could only laugh dryly.

Li Lin and the others immediately became curious, and they surrounded Betta.

They asked him about the brothel where his first rite of pa.s.sage was held, how old the girl was, if she was pretty, and so on.

When men got together, they either talked about politics or women-boring and vulgar was just the way it was.

Betta could still only laugh embarra.s.singly without saying anything.

As they pressed Betta to confess, Betta gradually couldn’t resist anymore.

At this moment, the black ball made a sound: “The tournament has officially started, would you like to start matching?”

They then let Betta off the hook.

Betta sighed in relief.

Schuck put on his heavy armor, and under the effect of Saint Samurai’s specialty, Body of Light, golden veined magic patterns gradually appeared on his standardized armor, looking extremely beautiful.

He looked at Roland and asked, “Surely there will be teams that won’t be in a hurry to fight, but will watch the others fight for a game or two before deciding on their equipment set up and tactics. Should we also watch for a while?”