Chapter 1105 No sense of crisis
Game time PM13:08
Academy City Central District, Arena, West Stand
“Huh?”
The Holy Maiden of Dawn, who was originally chatting with someone, but was very poor at capturing aura, far inferior to the two companions next to her, was suddenly startled. She suddenly turned around and looked not far behind her in a certain direction, and then smiled: "Are you here?"
Mo Tan, who was holding the pathfinder tightly, panted and walked up behind Yu Chen, held the back of his chair, nodded and smiled: "Haha, you are all here, and I am a member of the jury after all, so I can't Too lazy.”
“Isn’t this called laziness?”
The Saint of Fortune, Fairy Graham, curled her lips and rolled her eyes: "After so many days of competition, you always They basically didn’t show up in the morning, and even if they came in the afternoon, they would only watch three or four games at most. Tsk tsk, how do you say that? Oh, yes, you are simply a serious fisherman, my Commander Hafan. "Sir."
"Senior, sit down."
Yizou quickly stood up and moved away from the seat next to Yuchen, holding the shopping bag she had carefully used to occupy Mo Tan's seat. Bag walked to the seat next to him.
"Yours?"
Yu Chen tilted his head and looked at Feiyali with some confusion, and blinked lightly with his clear, bright, and watery big eyes.
“Hiss! Yours, yours!”
Fiyali, who felt a chill rising from her back for no reason, shivered and said with a dry smile: “It’s all yours. , it’s all yours.”
“What nonsense~”
Yuchen smiled and slowly turned his head back.
The chill disappeared.
Fiyali: "..."
In short, after a brief interlude, Mo Tan temporarily sat with the trio of beautiful girls from the Holy Religion United Delegation, and had a good time. They looked at the battle in the audience without a word, which really made everyone feel less passionate.
Unlike many large-scale competitions of the same category, the Comprehensive Knight Fighting Competition does not have the concept of 'top sixteen' or 'top eight', but will use various methods mainly based on combat. Decide on the top ten without any fuss.
Because the competition for the championship and runner-up is tomorrow, the last program before today's team competition is the competition for the third to tenth place in the individual competition. The competition method this time is the most clichéd and least innovative big melee.
At the same time, let fourteen people except the champion and runner-up compete in an individual battle arena four times the size, and try their best to persist until the end. Although this method is rustic, no matter how trendy the idea is, Everyone has to admit that this is the best way to test overall strength.
The reason why native methods are called "earth" is because they are always used over and over again by various people, and the reason why they are used over and over by people is naturally because they are easy to use.
Ever since, after the thirteen people had another championship contender besides Mu Xuejian, the Great Light Knight Kevin, who narrowly defeated his semi-final opponent, for their own desires (credits , bonuses, employment opportunities), the competition was very lively.
By the way, the reason there are thirteen people is because in addition to Mu Xuejian and Kevin who do not need to participate in this competition, Liadrin also abstained before the start of the competition and gave up the competition directly. Top ten qualifications.
There are two main reasons.
In the first major aspect, there are three small aspects. First, Liadrin is not a current student in Academy City, so she does not need credits; secondly, behind Liadrin is Diesel The family is quite generous with various resources, and they are not in the habit of spending money lavishly, so they do not need bonuses very much. Finally, as the leader of the second echelon of the younger generation of the Diesel family, she is destined to enter the iron cavalry in the future. I'm on the team, so I don't have to worry about finding a job.
The second big aspect is that she doesn’t want to waste herself in this kind of troublesome brawl. After all, someone has said before that she hopes she will be the victor in the team finals tomorrow. A piece of the puzzle, a vital piece!
So, Liadrin calmly chose to abstain amidst the massive boos from the spectators who did not see the excitement.
She is not the kind of person who cares about other people's eyes.
At least...she didn't think she was.
Turning to look in the direction of the VIP lounge where only one person was staying alone, Liadrin Blood Maple L. Diesel showed a smile that she was not even aware of. I calmly enjoyed this low-tech ranking match.
......
"There is no technical content, it's just relative. After all, the performances of Mu Xuejian and Liadrin before were so brilliant."
Fiyali took a sip of the black coffee handed over by Yuchen and shrugged: "You know, in the last fighting competition, the level of the contestants was basically at this level, even worse than this group of people on the field. , and there is a saying, in the field of high-level knights, the following people can be said to be the best.”
Yi Zuo, who was watching the game carefully, nodded vigorously. She felt that if she had not inexplicably broken through to the level of a half-step epic, she might not have been able to beat the knights who were fighting passionately on the stage. Even if the Paladins of the Dawn Sect were better than Ordinary knights have many advantages and can also use some magical skills, but if they really want to seriously fight with the top ten competitors, Yi Zuo still has no confidence at all.
I am just an ordinary high-level paladin in the Shuguang Sect. Although I get along well with His Highness Xia Lian, His Highness Wangyu and their seniors, in most cases, 'popularity' Things should not be classified into strength.
[What on earth happened...]
Clenching his right fist gently, a trace of confusion flashed across Yi Zou's eyes, looking at the man in the audience who might have only been able to do it not long ago. Looking up, I feel confused now about the battle that is 'just like this'.
“I think it’s quite exciting.”
Yuchen didn't think anything was wrong. He was still watching the game with the same enthusiasm as the previous few days. From time to time, he would exclaim in a low voice because the people below were in danger (if the person below was in danger, Mo Tan's eyelids would be jump).
"That's Wangyu. Anyway, I think most of the audience this time have been sucked into that white-haired girl."
Fiyali held her cheek lazily and raised her eyebrows. Eyebrow said: "Look at Hafan, he is almost asleep."
"Eh?"
Yu Chen was stunned for a moment, then turned around and seemed to have not noticed the conversation between Feiyali and himself. He also did not pay attention to the competition field, but bowed his head. He placed his index finger lightly on his lower lip and lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking about.
After a brief hesitation, Yu Chen carefully approached Mo Tan, then leaned sideways and brought his delicate and cute little face to the latter's cheek -
"Wow!"
< br>"Ahhhhh!!!"
Because the auditorium was not quiet in the first place, Yu Chen's "Wow" did not disturb anyone nearby, but accurately frightened Mo Tan, who was originally immersed in thinking. , almost falling off the chair.
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong!?”
First he was frightened, and later he realized that Yuchen was almost pressed against him and blushed. Mo Tan awkwardly touched the tip of his nose and asked sarcastically: "Am I distracted?"< br>
Fiyali snorted softly , raised his eyebrows and said: "Isn't that right? Whose girl were you thinking about just now? Me... well, the commander of His Highness Wangyu?"
"Fiyali!"
Yuchen rolled his eyes at the former angrily, which was really cute.
“Stop talking nonsense, I’m just thinking about things.”
Mo Tan finally breathed a sigh of relief after Yu Chen turned his face away. He leaned back on the chair and said helplessly: "There are so many girls to think about."
"I always feel that this is not serious. "
Fiyali wrinkled. Wrinkling his nose, he asked casually: "Is it really okay for you to be so lazy all the time? Don't forget that you are a member of the judging panel, the judging panel, can the judging panel really take advantage of it?"
< br>“It depends on the situation.”
< br>Mo Tan, who had already been carefully educated about the responsibilities of the jury by Lamorlock, shrugged and said with a smile: "Actually, the role of the jury is mainly to help both parties through the process when the competition falls into a tangle, stalemate, deadlock, or lose-lose situation. The performance and details of all aspects are given to give a 'conclusion' to avoid being delayed for too long or the players being in danger. This situation has basically never been encountered in this competition. The winning side is basically impeccable, and most of the defeated ones I am also convinced.”
Feiyali glanced at Mo Tan unhappily: "So you're fine?" Mo Tan immediately shook his head: "You can't say that. You know, when there were several disputes in the team competition, I listened carefully. Everyone discusses the results.”
“Letting you join the judging panel is to increase your presence and expand your network.”
Fiyali hates. Mo Tan stared at Mo Tan with a steely look, gritted his teeth and said: "It's best to let others appreciate you and brag about you later, not for you to sit in and watch!"
Mo Tan blinked: "No one told me."
Feiyali was furious: "Isn't that what I'm telling you!"
"From what angle are you telling me?"
"Your good friend Feiya Li's perspective."
"Personal perspective, then I don't need to listen."
"The most outstanding saint in the Fortune Sect for thousands of years, Fiyali Grae. Mu!”
"Our Dawn Sect's most outstanding saint for thousands of years hasn't said anything yet."
"Hehe, I think Hei Fan's attendance is actually not bad..."
"... ”
Looking at the Dawn Saint with a sweet smile, and someone who was beginning to feel proud for no reason, Fiyali only felt that she was not feeling well.
Especially after seeing the amusement in the latter's eyes, Feiyali understood almost immediately. The guy who wanted to package it up and throw it into the realm of aliens to make money must have been there long ago. He figured out his own intentions, so he was so uncooperative.
Of course, based on my understanding of him, even if he didn't figure out his intentions, the guy with no ambition would probably not be too cooperative.
"But you are right, tomorrow is the last day, I really shouldn't be lazy anymore."
Mo Tan stood up and looked at Feiyali in surprise. Er smiled, and then smiled at Yuchen and Yizuo: "Then I will go and comment first. I'm over there with the committee. I'll probably chat with you a little bit more to get acquainted with you. You don't have to wait for me when you go back."
"Okay"
Yu Chen nodded obediently. He nodded and gave a sweet smile to this guy who rarely seemed to be motivated.
"Senior, walk slowly."
Yizou nodded politely, and then inherited his previous habit with Sumir and asked in a routine manner: "Do you want me to accompany you?"
"I told you many times, no one will attack me here, and you can't get in from the judges' table."
Mo Tan patted Yi Zuo's shoulder. , rejected the latter proposal.
“Yes.”
Yi Zou nodded somewhat uneasily, but finally did not insist on accompanying her under the authority of her senior.
“Actually, Yi Zhao is just afraid that you will get lost.”
Then Yuchen launched the backstab with a smile on his face.
Then Mo Tan clenched his [Roadfinder] in embarrassment and left quickly.
……
A moment later
Game time PM13:21
Arena, Jury Stand
Mo Tan, who successfully arrived at his destination after only taking the wrong path twice, tried his best to keep quiet. He walked to the corner and sat down, and breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed that Priest Lamorlock, who often liked to chat with him, was chatting and laughing with others in the front row.
To be honest, he really didn't want to have too much contact with that person who, despite having many advantages such as being funny, humorous, talkative, easy-going, etc., was inexplicably unable to get close to him.
[Anyway, it’s better to seize the time and do the deduction a few more times...]
Mo Tan casually took out a chess piece from his bag, placed it in his hand and rubbed it while closing his eyes and began to review it in his head. I have been working hard to improve it since a few days ago, and have optimized the 'plan' countless times.
......
Forty minutes later
When Mo Tan opened his eyes again, the first team match on the penultimate day of the match day had already begun.
On one side was the much-anticipated Paladin Knight Academy delegation.
On the other side, there was a delegation from a certain college whose name Mo Tan could not remember, although it seemed quite strong.
"Very good, it seems that Liadrin's admission of defeat in the morning did not make the other party wary."
Mo Tan, who did not expect that the young lady would give in decisively, smiled. He stood up and saw with satisfaction that the configuration of the team had not changed at all. It was still headed by Mu Xuejian and followed by forty-nine knight students, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then...
"Haha, there is really no sense of crisis."
A familiar but not very familiar soft voice sounded behind him. Mo Tan looked back and found that Lamorlock was sitting on a chair diagonally behind him. , smiled cheerfully and said: "Hi, Pastor Hei Fan."
"Good afternoon, Priest Lamolock."
Mo Tan also greeted the other party in a friendly way.
“Did you watch the game this morning?”
Lamorlock folded his arms and leaned on the back of the chair in front of him. He tilted his head and asked Mo Tan: "The individual match between Mu Xuejian and the Liadrin knight of the Diesel family."
Mo Tan was stunned at first, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he decided to tell the truth, nodded and said: "Well, I saw it."
"What's your evaluation?"
Ramo Locke continued to wonder.
“If you don’t know that there is no hope, and you don’t want to be hurt or embarrassed, then you give up...”
Mo Tan sighed, and did not pretend to be dumbfounded in front of Lamoroch. Instead, he stated his speculation very pertinently: "Then it can only be tactics."
"Personally, I think so. I feel that there is no 'if', because Liadrin's eyes were very bright at that time, very, very, very bright~"
"So?"
"So I just thought, another There is really no sense of crisis on the one hand~"
Chapter 1098: The End
(End of this chapter)