Chapter 12 The Beginning of the Knockout Round


Chapter 12 The Beginning of the Knockout Round

Beibei, who had seen all this, breathed a sigh of relief.

If things go well there, he won't have to expose his ring-melting skills in order to eliminate his opponents as quickly as possible, which can leave some means for later competitions.

In his one-on-two battle group, Beibei's dragon eyes sharpened, the purple soul ring ranked first lit up, and the Dragon King roared.

The battlefield that was originally still barely able to maintain a stalemate turned into a completely one-sided situation.

After two minutes, they were finally knocked out of the Soul Fighting Platform.

Wu Liu, who was immersed in an angry state, did not notice that his teammates were eliminated, and kept flying into the willow leaves.

Suddenly!

A hand pressed down on his shoulder, making him unable to move.

"Are you still fighting?"

The situation of the battle became clear, and the referee intervened at the right time to prevent the young students who were carried away by their emotions from making irrational decisions.

The overall strength of the next four assessments today will not exceed that of the first one.

Therefore, Beibei dealt with it with ease.

The central area of ​​Douhuntai at noon.

"Freshman assessment, qualifying competition is officially over."

"There are four teams this year that have won all ten qualifying games."

"They are, Beibei's team, Ma Xiaotao's team, Dai Yueheng's team, and Chen Zifeng's team."

"According to the assessment rules that are updated every five years, the team that wins ten games will be directly promoted to the quarterfinals of the knockout round."

"I will officially participate in the quarterfinals knockout round the day after tomorrow. You can rest tomorrow."

"Excluding these four teams, the rankings will increase in order. The top 64 teams will participate in tomorrow's knockout round."

Team Beibei, a team that most people were not optimistic about at the beginning, successfully made it out of the qualifying round with a proud record of ten wins and directly advanced to the quarterfinals of the knockout round.

"Someone got slapped in the face again."

"...This is about luck and probability, and I have nothing to lose."

After a pause, he added: "His strength is indeed a little stronger than I expected."

"I'm really curious now about the battle between him and the two teams that have the Soul Lord."

"Hehe~ What? The Soul Lord team that you said was bound to win before has become evenly matched?"

"No!"

"I still firmly believe that the two soul master teams will win!"

"Well, how about we have a bet? It's a small bet, whoever loses will clean the dormitory for a month!"

"How was it?"

"..."

Not only are there pleasant bets in the audience, but there is even a place for open betting among senior students.

The college does not prohibit this kind of thing, but strictly stipulates the upper limit.

If someone does this and affects their normal academic life, the banker will be expelled from the college as guilty as the gambler.

No, Beibei and his group also arrived at the site of a merchant who was opening a new business.

The sign clearly says - Freshman Assessment Championship, who will win? !

"Senior, 100 gold soul coins, I bet I will win!"

The dealer, who was lost in thought, was awakened by a confident voice.

The handsome and elegant Beibei came into view. He was stunned for a moment, and then accepted it with a smile: "Junior, you are so confident!"

"When the time comes, come on, senior brother!"

Seeing him buying it, Qian Qian immediately followed up and followed people with strong luck. It was always right.

"Senior, senior, I will buy it too, just like him."

"Okay, okay!"

After paying the bill, he smiled happily, as if the gold soul coins that had been doubled and doubled were already in his pocket.

Looking back at Wu Yan, who was silent, he said, "Why don't you give it a try? Opportunities to make a fortune are hard to come by."

"If God doesn't take it, be careful and there will be disaster."

At this time, Wu Yan looked not very interested.

This strangeness was naturally noticed by Beibei.

"Are you short of money?" Wu Yang was about to respond when he was interrupted by a high-pitched voice. It was the senior who was sitting in the bank.

"Junior, our college has rules regarding the opening..."

"I know." With that said, Beibei took out another hundred gold soul coins.

"I bet for him. If he loses, it's all mine. If he wins, he only has to pay back the principal."

"Senior, you know, we are a team, and we are not malicious substitutes."

"Um...Okay."

Wu Yan wanted to speak again, but unfortunately Qian Gan stopped him again.

"Relax, our captain is a nouveau riche, so this small amount of money is enough to help you~"

After paying the money, Beibei also looked at him: "We are a team now, you don't have to be embarrassed."

Wu Yan: "..."

After the two people in front of him finished speaking, he paused for a while and finally said what he wanted to say:

"It's not about the 100 gold soul coins!"

"Captain, when you were clearing my meridians just now, you frowned. Is there something wrong with my body?"

Qian Gan next to him picked up the conversation at the right time: "Oh~"

"What do I say? You've been depressed all the time, so it's because of here."

"Okay~ If there was any problem, the captain would have told me already."

"It must be because your talent is not high and your muscles are blocked, so it takes too much effort for the captain."

After saying this, both of them looked at Beibei, as if seeking confirmation.

Hearing this, Beibei showed his signature elegant smile.

"Qian Qian is right. Your muscles and veins are small and fragile, and it is difficult for external soul power to function. There are even signs of disorder at the intersection of multiple meridians."

"It really took some effort to clear your meridians."

"But it can also be seen that you practice harder than ordinary people."

"Otherwise, it would be impossible to reach level 16 at this age."

Qian Gan hit Wu Yan with his elbow:

"Hey!"

"The captain praised you."

"Are you happy?"

Affected by various reasons, Wu Yan really couldn't be happy, but he still held up both sides of his face and tried his best to make a smiling face.

The short remaining time of the day passed quickly.

The next day, Sixty-four advanced to the Thirty-two knockout rounds and officially started.

Beibei, who didn't have to attend, also came.

Of course, not in the combat seats, but in the audience seats.

Here, he also met an acquaintance.

"Beibei, congratulations, you successfully advanced to the quarterfinals."

"Xiao Tao, from your tone, it seems like you think I can't be promoted?"

"I remember you said before that you have confidence in me and believe in me."

Ma Xiaotao: "..."

It’s true that there’s someone else beside her!

I can’t hold it any longer!

A small head suddenly emerged from Ma Xiaotao's arm and waist.

The messy hair conceals a pretty face that is two parts cold and two parts lively.

"Ah~"

"Beibei, let me tell you!"

"Xiao Tao, she is always worried about you. She doesn't think about food or tea. She almost went crazy when she was meditating and practicing at night."

"She begged me..."

Before she could say a few words, her mouth was covered by Ma Xiaotao.

(End of chapter)

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