Chapter 191

In addition to the change of venue and fewer players, the rules of the game have changed accordingly.

The rules of points competition and promotion remain unchanged, and the promotion points are less than those in the previous layers, because the number of players in the last three layers is much less.

The change is the rules of selecting opponents. The opponents selected in the first few layers are selected on the spot and compete immediately. The third level of death is selected the day before. It gives you a night to prepare for the official game the next day. In this way, the audience can know the next day's event in advance and have time to choose the game they want to watch. This is also where the sky tower makes money.

The competition of many popular seed players will even be determined a week or two in advance, giving the organizers enough time to publicize.

In view of this rule, if angel wants to play, he can only wait for tomorrow.

Angel stayed on the field and watched several more games. All the contestants were elites at the same stage. If Angel didn't have alchemy weapons, he couldn't win one of the ten.

After the strength level is roughly confirmed, angel comes to the lottery area to select tomorrow's opponent.

The staff is a thin old man with a pigtail. He looks very leisurely with his legs crossed, smoking and reading.

As angel approached, he smelled a sweet smell of smoke. Angel doesn't smoke himself, but it doesn't prevent him from judging the grade of tobacco. The standard of tobacco smoked by this little braided old man must be higher than that smoked by nausica.

"Hello, Grandpa. I'm here to draw lots." Influenced by Jon's Confucian culture since childhood, angel has always respected older people.

The braided old man looked away from the book with red eyes.

Can you read with envy? It seems that he is a perceptual elder. Angel thought to himself.

The old man with pigtails didn't even look at angel or speak. He directly stretched out his hand and spread out his palm.

Angel was stunned. He didn't know what the old man with pigtails was saying.

The open palm bent a few times and urged angel to hurry!

Is it a bribe? So blatant? Angel recalled that when he was a child, those who flattered old Viscount pat sometimes couldn't get through the positive line and came to bribe him and Lyon. Therefore, since he was a child, he has been familiar with the way, but others bribed him, and he has never bribed others.

Angel carefully took out a magic crystal from his pocket and put it in the palm of the old man with pigtails.

The old man with pigtails was about to brush the machine on one side after receiving it, but he suddenly felt that his hand didn't feel right. He looked carefully at the things in his hand, and his eyes stared round.

"Hey, little broken child, what are you doing for me?" The braided old man angrily shouted, "do you want to bribe me?"

Angel: did he guess wrong? Didn't the old man with pigtails ask him for money?

The old man with pigtails shouted angrily, "a magic crystal wants to bribe me? Don't think about it!"

Angel: it seems that there are fewer magic crystals?

"No! Even if you give me more magic crystals, I won't be bought off! Unless you help me find the collection edition of this book!" The little braided old man looked mighty and unyielding, and then picked up the book on the table.

Angel then read the name of the book: "a cool summer".

What matters is not the title, but the two indescribable * * girls on the cover.

Angel:... Shameless old man!

After some explanation, angel finally showed his intention.

"So you are a newly promoted newcomer." The braided old man touched his beard and looked merciful: "I told you to take the information card, not to bribe you."

The little braided old man said with a smile, and without shame put the magic crystal given by angel into his arms.

"Even if this magic crystal is a small lesson for you, young man, you have to learn some lessons before you don't make mistakes."

Angel's hand hidden in his robe was clenched into a fist.

"Bring it, your information card."

Angel resisted the impulse to hit people and handed the information card to the old man with pigtails. After the old man took it and carefully verified it, he suddenly looked at angel with a strange look in his eyes.

Even in His Wizard robe, angel felt a tingle of scalp.

The old man is not simple. The thought flashed through angel's heart. It made him uncomfortable just by looking at him. It was by no means easy.

"Ho ho." The old man with pigtails smiled a few times: "I said who it is. It's you."

"Do you know me?"

"I don't know, but I know you. Melissa's little girl has a good impression of you."

Melissa is the director of the sky tower. She can be called "little girl". It can be seen that the status of this old man is not low.

Angel wondered: do these senior managers have nothing to do on weekdays? How did they all make guest appearances in the lottery area?

When angel was thinking, the old man with pigtails brushed the information card on the nearby machine, and then returned the information to angel.

"Are you sure to draw lots now?" The little braided old man picked up the lottery box and shook it. There was a sparse voice in the box, "you hear me? There are not many players in the pool at present. Since Melissa is very optimistic about you, I can give you some inside information..."

"There are only 13 players in the pool... Eight of them have their points on the qualifying table."

After that, he pointed to the poster pasted behind him. On the poster was a table recording the ranking table on the 13th floor of the sky tower.

The so-called ranking table actually means ranking list. However, it is not ranked by strength, but by total points.

The top 5O players of this level are arranged in the ranking table. Although the points do not represent strength, they can obtain high points, which also reflects their personal strength to a certain extent.

At present, the ranking of the 13th floor of the sky tower is 197 points for the first, 154 points for the second, 99 points for the third... 47 points for the 5O third.

Angel looked at the table and frowned slightly.

He remembered that the promotion needed only 45 points. All the players on the qualifying table passed the points required for promotion, but they didn't choose to promote.

"There is little difference in the strength of the last three layers. It doesn't matter whether they are promoted or not. On the ranking table, they will receive a contribution point every month, and promotion will eliminate the current points, so many people don't promote at all." The braided old man explained.

"I see."

"Now you know, most of the players in the pool are on the qualifying table." The little braided old man smiled: "with your personal strength, even with alchemical weapons, I'm afraid it's difficult to continue."

"Thank you for reminding me. I still have to row." Angel said.

"It's up to you." The braided old man handed angel the lottery box.

Angel reached in to choose, and sure enough, there were few balls to choose.

Angel casually took out a ball, number: ooo539.

Soon, a line of words appeared on the transparent screen in front of the little braided old man: "milk Baron vs Waste Land Warrior"

"Tut tut Tut, it seems that you have bad luck. You will meet the player on the qualifying table as soon as you come." The braided old man shook his head.

Waste Land Warrior, ranked 37th in the table, with 69 points.

The wasteland warrior, in David's data sheet, is a secondary apprentice with the blood of the ground fire salamander. The defense is very high. Angel estimated that it can't be broken by ordinary golden arrows

"I want to draw lots." Angel said.

"Are you sure?"

"OK."

The little braided old man didn't speak. Looking at angel's very determined expression, a little doubt rose in his heart. He had just seen angel all over with a special technique. There was no other commendable means except the alchemical weapon on his wrist... Why did he win so much?

"Well, I'm looking forward to your... Means." The old man with pigtails thought that angel was pure death. If it weren't for sanders standing behind him, He was too lazy to mention: "you continue to draw lots. Originally, according to your agreement with Melissa, the interval between the two games was 5 minutes, but because there were too few people in the pool, this agreement can only be temporarily cancelled. The specific time of your game will be rescheduled after you come tomorrow morning."

"Smoke now." The old man with pigtails put the lottery box in front of angel.

Scene 2: "milk Baron vs Twilight"

Dark night twilight is still the player on the ranking table, ranking 41 and scoring 61 points.

Angel thought slightly about the data of the dark twilight. It seemed that he was also a secondary apprentice on the blood side. He didn't know what blood was fused. He only knew that his body method was erratic and fast.

Angel thought to himself: is Toby faster if he drifts again?

"I want to draw lots." Angel said to the braided old head.

The braided old man narrowed his eyes and finally shook his head: "you now have zero points. Giving you the chance to draw lots twice is the bottom line. If you want to play more games every day, at least you should have the bottom point first."

The old man with pigtails is also right. He has O points at present. The third level of death has a ranking table of points. If he loses once, he will be deducted into negative points. Why can others help you continue to rank?

Also, if he was killed in the first game.

Then the second game will not give away other people's points.

This is bad for the sky tower itself. If you don't show your strength, why should others blindly help you.

Thinking of this, angel did not argue and nodded to accept it.

"Before you leave, I'd better say don't die." Otherwise, it's not easy to explain to Sanders... The old man with pigtails will whisper out half a sentence in his heart.

"Thank you, master."

"Don't cry, elder. My name is Baroque."

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Although the outside world calls the last three floors of the sky tower the third level of death, it seems that you have to go through the third level of death to reach the top.

But for angel, it is not third order, but second order. His goal is to climb to the top. Once he reaches the 15th floor, he can stop fighting. In other words, angel needs to face only the players on the 13th and 14th floors.

For angel, this is the last two layers, so many hidden means should be able to make it out.

Toby has also practiced with him these days. It's time to take him out! eight