Chapter 47: An upset in the preliminary round, the elite class lost in a row
The game is still going on. After walking out of the independent classroom, Lin Mo sat in the viewing area, holding a blue quality card in his hand .
[Underworld Flame]
[Positioning: Fighting System]
[Category: Skill Card/Material Card]
[Quality: Blue]< br>
[Star rating: ★★★]
[Bonds: None]
[Description: A special flame that can burn source power. It is dark in color and has the ability to continuously burn. Features】
“Blue material card.”
Staring at this card, Lin Mo smiled, and the conversation he had just had with Lu Dachuan flashed through his mind.
"Formally introduce yourself. Your master and I are the vice president of the Qingxi City Branch Association and a special card master who practices martial arts."
"What I just showed, It is a type of fighting style, which I call [kendo]"
"Master, you have chopped so many teaching tools, won't our principal give you trouble?"
"No? Yes."
"Master, we are both special card masters, who is more powerful, you or our principal?"
"Master, that clay figurine of mine. When will the core arrive?"
"This blue card is a meeting gift for the master. The core material will be available in two days."
"Master."
"I suddenly remembered that there are still things at the association, so I should deal with them first. Remember to come to the branch association to find me when the weekend comes."
"Oh, if you get it, you won't cherish it."
< br>Thinking of Lu Dachuan's nervous expression as if he was running away at the end, Lin Mo couldn't help curling his lips. He was obviously very enthusiastic when they first met, but why did he feel so disgusted when they left.
"What are you not cherishing anymore? What have you and Uncle Lu talked about?"
A voice like a silver bell rang from the side. Lin Mo looked up and saw Bai Xinqiao's pair of watery eyes. The big barking eyes looked straight at him.
Putting away the material cards in his hand, Lin Mo took the initiative to give up a position.
"It's nothing. It's just that your uncle Lu appreciates me and wants to accept me as his apprentice. I refused repeatedly and finally agreed."
As he said that, Lin Mo also shrugged. shrug.
Hearing this, Bai Xinqiao was startled for a moment, then his beautiful eyes were as curved as crescent moons and he chuckled.
"Why are you laughing?" Lin Mo asked doubtfully.
"Hahaha, you can brag, Uncle Lu is very strict. And he only teaches fighting card masters of the martial arts style. My father asked him to be my teacher, but he politely refused."
< br>Hearing this, Lin Mo nodded thoughtfully, "Does that mean that if I become his disciple, I will be able to defeat you soon?"
"I don't know." Bai Xinqiao shook his head.
“But I know that if you can worship him as your teacher, you will be able to go sideways in the circle of the entire Yuanjiang, no, the entire younger generation of battle card masters in Qingxi City.”
Bai Xinqiao's expression changed, and she suddenly said very solemnly.
Just after saying that, she became smiling again.
"So exaggerated?"
Lin Mo looked at Bai Xinqiao's expression changes and thought she was joking.
He knew that Lu Dachuan was a big guy but not necessarily as big as Bai Xinqiao said.
After all, there is also a president above the vice-president, right?
Among the special card masters, there is also the newly transferred principal He Zhongming.
"By the way, what's going on now? When I left just now, Xu Chengfei went up. Isn't he the finale of the third shift?"
Lin Mo glanced at the big screen and saw that Wang Zuo was still there Fighting hard in the ring, the Kaling used was the [Elemental Fire Spirit] he saw in the training hall that time.
Hearing Lin Mo's words, Bai Xinqiao also returned his attention, "As long as it's not an upset against the parallel class, Wang Zuo will still have no problem."
"As for Xu Chengfei from class three. After all, you are the one who takes the lead." Bai Xinqiao smiled and pointed at the record panel that recorded the game.
Lin Mo’s eye-catching five-game winning streak no longer knows which line he has drifted to.
The one at the front is Xu Chengfei’s eye-catching eight-game winning streak.
"What happened to me?" Lin Mo looked innocent.
“Oh, I didn’t mean to say anything bad about you.” Bai Xinqiao pouted and explained: “In previous preliminary rounds, the battle between the parallel class and the elite class was not as intense as this time.”< br>
"The students in the parallel class also know that there is a gap between them and the students in the elite class."
"Oh, you said it too tactfully."
Bai Xinqiao just said this After saying that, a voice sounded from behind.
At some point, Wu Zekai, dressed in a black outfit, stood beside the two of them.
He stared at the big screen and took Bai Xinqiao's words: "The elite class students in all the middle schools in the federation are originally selected from the parallel classes."
" Therefore, even the lowest students in the elite class have no hope of winning in one-on-one parallel classes."
"Major colleges and universities have added pairs to parallel classes in order to try to balance the strengths of both parties."< br>
“Everyone knows it well and the fight is quite polite.”
“The preliminary round is the home court of the parallel class. People have to rank based on their battle records with the elite class to ensure the next Distribution of teaching resources during the school year. "
"The elite class usually starts its own civil war after almost all the people in the parallel class have been eliminated in the finals."
"It's just that someone didn't seem to understand this. He came up and beat Class 6 5-0. The effect looked good, so the elite students from the other two classes saw it and rushed to imitate it."
Hearing this, Lin Mo was speechless.
There are so many twists and turns in a game, how could he know this?
“What’s funny is that the elite students from Class 3 couldn’t hold their own against the competition. They fought continuously and lost unexpectedly.”
“The duo from Class 4 is really powerful. Xu Cheng can’t fly up. After cleaning up the mess, Class 3 will probably be beaten."
After he finished speaking, he turned to look down at Lin Mo, "Let's find a place to practice?"
Lin Mo. I felt strange just now.
This cold brother actually came over and said so much today.
As soon as I heard this request, everything seemed reasonable.
Talk about gossip by the way, mainly because I want to watch others beat me and want to practice with myself.
In a sense, Wu Zekai is a martial arts idiot.
After this guy was transferred to the second class, he would definitely come to see him whenever they were sparring.
The training ground on the third floor is fully open today. Except for the large training ground used for competitions, many other single training grounds are unused.
It is a good time for the students to meet privately for sparring.
Normally, Lin Mo would enjoy it.
After all, fighting against Wu Zekai can indeed gain something.
But now, Lin Mo just wants to watch the game quietly for a while.
Then after school, I go home and start the business of making cards.
“I refuse.”
Almost without thinking, Lin Mo shook his head and refused.
In order to make his refusal more reasonable, he immediately made up a reason: "I always lose when I fight you. It's really meaningless."
"I don't use my natal card."
Wu Zekai Zhang He opened his mouth and took the initiative to add conditions for battle.
Watching Xu Chengfei enter the ring, he felt a little itchy, but now he couldn't make a date with Xu Chengfei on the ring.
After hearing what he said, Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
Wu Zekai's conditions made him suddenly want to try his demon sword.
Just as he was about to stand up, two voices sounded, causing his movements to freeze.
"Arena No. 2, Parallel Class 9: Song Chuan and Zhang Hang win."
"Arena No. 3, Parallel Class 6: Chu Lin, Chu Xiao win."
< br>After hearing this sound, the three of them looked at the big screen almost at the same time.
Wu Zekai's face froze, he was still laughing at others just now.
Looking at this situation, is this year’s elite class going to be upset?
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking secretly in his heart.
In the corner, Zhou Wenlong also stretched his body and stood up.
(End of this chapter)