Hu Di laughed when he heard this. "I didn't expect you to be quite humorous."

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Fang Yu shook his head and said, "I'm serious."

Hu Di just didn't believe it. He pushed up his glasses and comforted Fang Pliong and said, "Of course I know you are serious, buddy, but people have to see the reality clearly. Even if they barely make it out of the qualifying rounds, it's still not a big deal.

The opponent of the Guild Chosen."

Fang Yu couldn't help but feel very strange when he heard this kind of self-destruction. The last time it was Miya. Although her words were different, her meaning was similar. "Is the gap between ordinary selectors and those from clubs really that big?"

"Of course, the club's selectors are all selected from the trainee stage. It is not said that they are not one in a million, but they are at least one in a thousand, and they are backed by the big guild. They need talent, resources, and resources. Ordinary

How do the chosen ones compare?”

"But don't there also be lone wolves in the second world?" Fang Plover asked. The lone wolves he mentioned refer to those selectors who are not from clubs or guild backgrounds, but they are not really lone rangers. They may also be a small team or a lone ranger.

An adventure group.

"How many lone wolves are there?" Hu Di shook his head: "At least I'm not that kind of genius. I still have this bit of self-awareness."

"But Hu Di, the chosen one should never give up these two pursuits," Fang Pultru did not agree with his attitude and said seriously: "One is the curiosity that will never stop exploring, and the other is absolutely never

Will give up the aggressiveness to pursue victory."

These are the two sentences on the title page of the Chosen Handbook. They are widely circulated quotes among the first generation of Chosen. But Hu Di suddenly realized that his new friend was still very young and couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.

, shook his head and said nothing.

Seeing that he still didn't believe it, Fang Yu stopped forcing it. In front of it was a huge wooden box, inside which were the clockwork fairies uniformly distributed by Sai Fang. They were neatly stacked in rows. The brass shell reflected beautifully under the light.

light.

Clockwork Elf Type II.

Fang Yu couldn't help but think after seeing it: "The organizer is really rich -" However, it is not surprising considering that the organizers are the Kaolin Merchant Association and the Elpaxin Craftsmen Association. It is a pity that these clockwork goblins use

It has to be returned.

Otherwise, this box alone would be worth a sky-high price.

After Fang Yu got the clockwork fairy and connected it to the main crystal, he tried to move the copper wings inside and found that the wings were unusually flexible. It was indeed much easier to operate than the old fairy.

Hu Di stood by and watched in surprise as he tried it out, and couldn't help asking suspiciously: "You haven't used this thing before?"

Of course, he had never used such high-end gadgets before.

So Fang Yu nodded subconsciously.

But Hu Di obviously expressed his wrong feelings and patted him on the shoulder and said: "It doesn't matter, I see that you are quite talented in controlling the wing surface. It's your first time. You can fly with me later."

"

His tone was very sincere.

So Fang Yu reacted and looked at this guy speechlessly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Fortunately, the competition started drawing lots at this time - resolving this embarrassment - because there were too many participants and the space was limited, the competition had to divide more than 40 people into four groups. Fang Plover happened to be ranked No.

After drawing lots, he stepped forward, and a little monster came holding a wooden box and looked at him with some fear.

He smiled kindly at the little guy, then reached out and dug into the box. The little monster deliberately tilted the box and rolled his big dark eyes without knowing what he was thinking.

As a result, Fang Yu fished out a piece of paper, which read: D12.

"Group D, No. 12." Then the dwarf shouted.

Only then did Fang Yu understand what the little monster was doing before. According to legend, they have some special abilities, which must be used in such small places. When he saw the little monster, he blinked his big eyes at him,

Fang Yu couldn't help but laugh, but shook his head at it.

The little dwarf couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Hu Di ranked among the third group of people and drew lots, and the result was Group B. He came back with a gloomy look on his face, holding the note, and said to the other party: "Unlucky, you have to rely on yourself now."

"It's okay with me." Fang Yu smiled.

"Of course it doesn't matter to you," Woody said dejectedly: "Team B is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, that guy with the immortal worm."

"Immortal worm?"

"Don't ask, it's just the ID of an annoying fat guy. But this guy is annoying, and his skills are outstanding among ordinary selectors."

Fang Yu comforted him and said, "Don't worry, the first round is not a competitive match anyway."

"But the second round is," Hu Di replied frustratedly: "The second round is the showdown between the winners of Groups A and B, and the winners of Groups C and D. Theoretically, there are only four places in total. I originally wanted to

I want to compete in the second round.”

"Wait a minute, didn't you say before that the target was the first round?" Fang Plover asked a little strangely.

But unexpectedly, this man pushed up his glasses and replied confidently: "But didn't you say that you will never give up your ambition to win?" He smiled and said: "Hey, I think what you said makes sense.

of."

Fang Yu looked at this shameless guy and was speechless for a moment.

However, he also found that talking to this shameless guy more or less diluted the tension in his heart. Indeed, he would be nervous too, after all, he didn't know what the combat craftsmen of the first world were like.

Anyway, in his impression, the term "combat craftsman" in the second world is synonymous with toughness. For those people, multi-control is as natural as breathing and drinking water.

If you don't know how to operate multiple lines, what kind of combat craftsman is that?

Although Fang Yu is somewhat confident in his own skills - after all, he learned from various masters (on the Internet). What he is really worried about is his level. This competition is limited to those selected within the second level.

, and there is a span of fifteen levels in total from the first-level profession to the second-level profession.

Just when he was thinking wildly, the game finally started.

The dwarf referee puffed out his cheeks and blew a sharp whistle, and the eleven clockwork goblins flew out together.

The venue for the first round of competition was very simple. First there was an artificial obstacle area, then there was a curved air corridor composed of iron rings, and finally there was the artificial turbulence zone created by the magic guide.

The entire competition process only requires that you cannot touch obstacles, cannot land in the middle, and cannot collide with each other. It does not require rankings or time regulations. It can be said to be extremely loose.

Fang Plover is a little strange.

Because in his opinion, only the last level is a little difficult, and it needs to test the operators' basic understanding of airflow, but most combat craftsmen generally will not release clockwork fairies in bad weather.

However, that was all. Fang Yu couldn't help but think: "Can such an assessment really stump people?"

But it can really stump people.

At the beginning, two people were eliminated due to collision with each other, and then two more people fell in the first level - hitting an obstacle; the second level was even more tragic, with only four people passing in total, and one of them just passed.

After flying out of the curved corridor and entering the turbulent area, the clockwork fairy was blown away due to lack of preparation.

The clockwork goblin drew a graceful arc and hit the dwarf referee on the head, knocking him off the table suddenly. Seeing this, the others hurriedly ran in that direction, and the scene suddenly turned upside down.

Fang Yu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene and thought: "This Clockwork Fairy Type II is really powerful... It can even hit people better than the old-fashioned fairy."

It took a while for the dwarf to get up. It was nothing serious, but he shouted angrily: "Out! Out!"

So the operator also walked away dejectedly.

In the end, only one of the three people completed the race relatively smoothly, while the remaining two flew to the finish line with a stutter. Fang Yu saw that the first place was a woman, who looked about twenty-seven or eighty years old, and had a head.

She had wavy curly hair and an outstanding appearance. When this beauty completed her flight, she even let the clockwork fairy fly around her, which aroused the admiration of the onlookers.

Hu Di whispered to Fang Plover: "That woman's name is Xueye Yaoyue. She used to be a famous combat craftsman in Elpaxin. Later she found her true love in the first world and returned to the real world to get married and have children for two years. Now she's back.

Later, due to the birth of a baby, her condition declined, and others jokingly called her a fool for three years—"

Fang Yu couldn't help but feel a little amused after hearing this rumor. However, after paying a certain price, the Chosen One could indeed leave Aitaria temporarily and return to reality. He just didn't know what he should do as a stowaway.

He actually missed his uncle's family a little in his heart. He had no parents since he was a child, and his uncle's family treated him as if he were his own child. Except for those who opposed his election, it was just like his home.

At this time, the first round came to an end, and only three of the eleven people passed the test. To be honest, this elimination rate was somewhat beyond Fang Piao's expectations.

He couldn't help but look at the clockwork fairy in his hand - thinking, is it really so difficult to control this thing?

And Hu Di patted his shoulder and stood up.

"It's my turn," he pushed up his glasses and said, "Let me teach that damn fat guy a lesson, and you have to work hard later."

Fang Plover nodded.

In the second round, Group B had more participants than in the first round, with a total of thirteen contestants. As soon as the competition started, Fang Plover discovered that Hu Di was indeed not talking nonsense. This group of people was indeed more reliable than Group A.

No one was eliminated before the second level, and the number of people who passed the second level reached nine.

The first thing Fang Yu paid attention to was naturally Hu Di, but after taking a quick look, he breathed a sigh of relief. He found that the opponent's control level was not bad. Although he stumbled, he still passed the third level.

Then there was the 'fat man' that he was talking nonsense about. He saw the guy who was a lot bigger than the others at a glance. "Wow," Fang Pliance thought to himself, "this guy's equipment is really good." First of all, there was a machine.

'Central Nerve' AE type magic furnace, the special-shaped interface on it is a four-sided cone shield generator.

Porter Small Shield Recharge Booster Type B——

You rich man, Fang Plover is drooling. This thing is no cheaper than his magic furnace. Not to mention the flexible construction control enhancement plug-in on his main interface, which is also a rare C-level quality product.

goods.

However, this guy's level is indeed worthy of his equipment, which can be said to be superb. Whether it is compared to Hu Di or the previous woman named Xueye Yaoyue, it is obviously more than one step higher.

But in Fang Plover's opinion, it was nothing more than that.
To be continued...