Chapter 268 Chapter 268: The first game of promotion match
"The Noumenon Sect is rumored to have been founded by the most powerful person in the world, the ninety-ninth level Martial God Mian."
"In the sect, the acting sect leader is also a titled Douluo..."
A pair of Douluo, one of whom is an invincible and terrifying existence in the world, this is not something they can discuss casually.
If one is not good, he may be hunted down by the Noumenon Sect.
“This session is different from previous ones!”
"It's just the qualifiers. There are two teams with strong soul kings competing."
"There are also seven-in-one fusion skills..."
"You can imagine how terrifying the escorting team would be under such circumstances!"
"Isn't that right? When the Soul King goes into battle, no one can imagine what it has to do with the team that is recommended?"
"There is a Soul King in the Second Emperor's Fighting Team, and there is a Soul King in the First Emperor's Fighting Team. You have to guess!"
The man looked at the person who asked the question as if he were a fool and said.
After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized.
The second team has a soul king in charge, how can the first team be inferior?
If it's worse, the first team won't be a walking team.
"I see!"
"Okay, the small talk is over. Tomorrow is the day of the official competition. After drawing the lots, let's think about how to deal with the opponent!"
"Yes, that's why!"
After the draw, the order of the players needs to be arranged in advance and determined before the official game.
Once confirmed, it cannot be changed midway.
The preliminaries test more teamwork ability, but the promotion matches are different and test personal abilities and tactics more.
The promotion match is an arena battle.
The two sides arrange for seven participating players to take turns on the field. The loser is replaced, and the winner stays on the ring until they lose the game and are replaced.
Whichever team's players lose first will lose.
Of course, while testing tactics, personal abilities are also more important.
If you can crush your opponent with your own strength, then all tactics will be useless.
Everyone knows this.
Under normal circumstances, there is no such thing as a crushing round, and those who can participate in the promotion round are all the proud ones of heaven.
Even if you are lucky, your strength will not be too bad.
The possibility of being penetrated seven times is very low.
There are a total of fifteen teams participating in the promotion round, and one team will have a bye every day.
The competition will last fourteen days.
Unlike the excitement of the qualifying rounds, there were no ordinary spectators watching in the promotion round, only the knights of the Royal Knights.
"Wow!"
"Is this a military camp?"
A curious voice sounded in the military camp.
She looked around, as if she had never seen anything in the world.
The knights looked at their noses with their eyes, and their hearts with their noses, and just pretended they couldn't see it.
If other people were wandering around like this, they would have stopped them long ago.
This is an important military camp area, how can we wander around?
But this creature is different. She is the martial soul of the Martial God. Who dares to stop her?
Besides, the prince was standing by and there was no way to stop him, so they didn't need to worry about it.
"Paimon, do you want to come to the military camp to experience it?"
"Xue Qinghe" said with a smile on his face.
After hearing this, Paimeng paused slightly, waved his hand towards "Xue Qinghe" and said: "Qinghe, I'd better forget it, forget it!"
She was just curious about the military camp or something.
Come here to experience something, forget it.
"With my body, it's difficult to pick up this weapon..."
Paimon's combat power is only one-fifth of the wild boar's.
It can be said to be a standard battle against the five scum. "Xue Qinghe" wanted to laugh, but after taking a look at these royal knights, he finally held back.
Paimon's aggrieved look was really funny.
As if thinking of something, "Xue Qinghe" turned to look at Zhongli beside him.
He should just raise Paimon as his daughter. As for strength and the like, he would be the best in the world with or without Paimon's combat prowess.
"Paimon, let's go. I heard that Qinghe has prepared food for you again this time."
Zhongli waved his hand calmly and said.
"Yeah?"
Paimon was shocked, rubbed his hands, and said to "Xue Qinghe": "Thank you Qinghe!"
"Xue Qinghe"'s eyes twitched. Fortunately, she was really prepared to eat, otherwise, it would be difficult to get through this time.
"I prepared some food that Paimon likes to eat."
"Let's go to the competition venue..."
"Xue Qinghe" and Zhongli both attended as useless judges.
Judges and referees are different. The referee needs to preside over the competition, but the judges only need to sit there. It is not the kind of very big thing, and the judges do not have the turn to come forward.
Only very serious fouls require the judges' opinion.
There is more than one judge, and the presence or absence of Zhongli and "Xue Qinghe" has little impact.
Today is the first day of promotion competition.
The entire arena is a stage built at odd hours, surrounded by a human wall of royal knights, who are also spectators of the promotion match.
The players are resting at this time, and there is still some time before the game starts.
Different from the grand opening ceremony of the qualifying round, the opening ceremony of the promotion round officially started with Xue Ye saying a few words of encouragement.
I don’t know if it’s fate or that damn fate.
"The first game of the first round of the promotion competition, Shrek Academy vs. Barak Academy!"
It's still Shrek Academy vs. Barak Academy.
However, without the "brain" of Yu Xiaogang, Shrek's style is full of one word, reckless!
"Mistress, please take it easy and leave two for me!"
Dai Mubai patted Tang San on the shoulder and said with a smile on his face.
Although I didn't get first place in the qualifiers, I missed the soul bone.
But Tang San could attach a soul ring to the second martial soul "for him". How could Dai Mubai not be moved by such a thing.
"Mubai, don't worry. If we're sure we can win, let alone two, it's okay to leave three for you."
Tang San was still aware of Dai Mubai's strength. Having said that, as for leaving a few for him...
Promotional competition, isn't this Tang San's exclusive arena?
Teammates may hold you back in team battles, but not in individual battles.
Sometimes, you really have to beat your teammates to death!
This is not a game. You can beat your teammates without cheating, but you can't do that.
Have to endure it...
"Invite both players to appear!"
Xiao Wu is the most noisy person, but after experiencing some things, she chose to remain silent.
For example, this time, she had no chance to compete at all.
What about fighting against these humans?
Can it improve some strength?
Not at all!
The arena was useless, she only used up her physical and soul power by going up there.
Looking at the judges' table calmly, hatred flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes.
Now that she is not strong enough, she must restrain her thoughts, otherwise, she will just give the other party a "big gift".
"Why is this young boy here? Does he look down on me?"
"Boy, I advise you to go down, so as not to hurt you!"
When member Barak said this, some contestants laughed out loud.
But the contestants from the Tiandou Empire twitched their eyes.
(End of chapter)