Chapter 513: The storm is coming, the top 16 gather together

The lush green jungle with big trees is full of deadly traps such as thorns, poisonous insects, swamps, man-eating plants, ferocious beasts, etc. If you are not careful, even adventurers will die in them.

The only ones who can roam in this jungle are the Amazon women who are known as the kings of the jungle.

At this time, deep in the dense jungle, there was a burst of rapid footsteps of "Saxaul". Two figures were pulling each other, and their bodies were almost covered by weeds as tall as one person. If you come out to mess around, you will always have to pay back.

I don’t know if I should pay back those who come out to hang out, but time always passes by minute by second, and no one can stop it. When the winner of the last stage appears, the top 16 competition finally begins with great expectations.

Come.

Early that morning, I got up early and stretched outside in the yard.

Soon, the gangsters came, and it was Lal's three boys who ran over in a hurry, in the name of revealing some gossip.

"Wu, have you heard? The odds for the top 16 have been released." That guy Lal came to my ear mysteriously and said.

"Oh, what are the odds?"

I raised my eyebrows and didn't find it surprising. Gambling is one of the favorites of adventurers. If they don't take the opportunity to gamble in this grand tournament, it makes people feel even weirder.

"Let me see, there is still a high demand for you to enter the quarter-finals. The payout is 1.50, the top four are 50-for-1, the top two are 12-for-1, and the champion is 30-for-1."

"..."

Is this still called high? It’s clearly saying that I have no hope of winning the championship. That’s nonsense!!

"Don't be discouraged, don't be discouraged. Although you are a seed player in the league, you are only level 39 after all. The level gap is there. It is natural that everyone has no confidence..." Lal patted my shoulder and comforted me.

"Look, this guy's odds are higher than yours." He pointed to Muradin's portrait. I looked up and felt happy.

In the portrait, Muradin is drunk in a bar, holding a wine glass in one hand, and posing as a golden rooster on the bar table. His big nose is red, and his messy beard is like a beggar. He seems to be performing something while drunk.

Funny show.

The guy who drew this portrait is really vicious. It is estimated that anyone who sees this portrait will subconsciously look down on Muradin. If my odds are lost to Muradin with this appearance, it would be better to just hit him and die.

Already.

Lal said, giving me a thumbs up: "I gave you a broken gem, don't let me down."

"That's right, we voted too, Wu, you can't live up to our expectations." The two barbarian brothers also hurriedly came over, hugged my shoulders, and acted like good brothers showing loyalty.

"you……"

I looked at the three of them with emotion. Although these three guys usually looked unreliable, they would still stand by me at critical moments.

"Hey, dear, didn't you say last night that you invested ten fragmented gems in Carlos?"

Aunt Lisa on the side came out and with a smile pushed Lar, who hurriedly told her not to be exposed, down the abyss.

"Oh, that's it. I threw ten broken gems into Carlos, so that's what it is." My eyes suddenly narrowed. I'm sorry, I was so blind just now that I actually believed what Lal said.

"Well, look, isn't Carlos a Paladin? Me too. As someone of the same profession, I should show some support." Lal turned his head away and whistled, not daring to face my gaze.

"Ten gems are just a hint of support. It turns out that our friendship is only worth one cheap gem." I laughed even harder, and sweat continued to break out on Lar's head.

"Don't even bother talking about me. Doug and Goff did the same thing. They threw ten shattered gems into that barbarian named Seatik."

Seeing that he could not withstand my pressure, Lallard immediately diverted the trouble and dragged his two good brothers with him.

"Lal, you bastard!!"

The two Doug brothers let out a cry of grief, their eyes wishing to tear Lal into pieces, and then looked at me with a flattering smile: "Wu, don't listen to that bastard Lal, we were just slippery and accidentally bought a seattlek.

In our hearts, we absolutely support you."

"Well, is that so? Then please keep your heart in mind and finish today's breakfast. Of course, if you don't mind having breakfast with Sister Sharna, you are also welcome."

As I said that, I smiled and made a sign to come in.

As soon as they heard that Sharna was coming for breakfast, the three men immediately showed sad expressions and shook their heads. You patted me on the head, I patted yours, and left complaining to each other.

After breakfast, facing the beautiful morning in Rogge, the adventurers also walked out of the camp early in the morning, preparing to get a good position early to face this exciting top 16 competition.

Just after breakfast, a large group of people came swarming in. When I went out, I saw that it was Akara and the others, including sister Sharna and the old drunkard. Even Linya, who had been so busy recently, stood with a smile on her face.

Beside her, her blue eyes with a trace of tiredness stared at me deeply.

"Grandma Akara, why are you here? No, I didn't prepare enough breakfast." I wiped my mouth and said.

"We are not here to have breakfast, but to welcome you, the seeded player who is the representative of the alliance." Akara rolled his white eyes and smiled softly.

"Oh, there is such a ceremony?"

I was stunned for a moment, then turned around and shouted into the room: "Willas, Sarah, Alice, little Jasmine, we are leaving."

I will show up in person, and Vilas and the others will naturally go and take a look.

Along the way, I lagged a few steps behind, quietly inserted myself between the old drunkard and Linya, and asked shamelessly: "Hey, you two, the drawing of lots was prepared by you, can you please be a little more accommodating?"

Linya glanced at me with a flushed face, her face a little hesitant, but the old drunkard rejected me without hesitation, saying that this draw was fair, just and open. How could the alliance do such a thing?

Yep, I don’t know who it was, but a few days ago she brazenly stated that she had tampered with the Harrogas-level arena. I secretly looked at her with contempt, and finally gave up helplessly.

Along the way, I also met other top 16 players, especially Hadamas from the werewolf tribe. Surrounded by werewolves, he glanced at me, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

But I'm sorry, this time my competition goal is not you, but Carlos. I took a quick look and found that White Wolf was also inside, and Lena was also here in a wheelchair.

On the right, there is the fox tribe, surrounded by their unknown seed player. Passing by us, the little fox that makes people angry and loved is still wagging its big furry tail, puffing out its breasts, and shaking.

She twitched her fox ears and glanced at me with an infinitely charming and arrogant look.

There were also the dwarfs, who were also in groups. Muradin was walking in the center, but he didn't seem to be very interested. I guess it was because he learned about his miserable odds.

Compared with us players who drag their "clan" to lead the talk, the team of the three giants from the Fallen League, Carlos, Seattle and Roya, looks a bit shabby, but they don't mind this and go alone from a distance.

He was standing there, exuding a vague fighting spirit.

Everyone has a fight and a reason to win. The fighting spirit formed by these wills is brewing in the hearts of the sixteen players, waiting for the moment to explode. The clear and open blue sky above their heads seems to have

Because of this fighting spirit, it became a bit depressing, and before the game even started, there was a feeling that a storm was coming.
Chapter completed!