Chapter 268: First Promotion Game

"It is rumored that the Body Sect was founded by the number one person in the world, His Majesty the 99th-level Martial God."

"In the sect, the acting sect master is also a Titled Douluo..."

There are two Douluo in a family, and one of them is a terrifying existence who is invincible in the world. This is not something they can discuss casually.

If you are not careful, you may be hunted down by the Body Sect.

“This session is different from previous ones!”

"It's just the preliminaries, and there are already two teams with Soul King powerhouses competing."

"There is also a seven-in-one fusion technique..."

"You can imagine how terrifying the team that was sent in under such circumstances is!"

"That's not right. No one would have thought that the Soul King's participation in the battle had anything to do with the recommended team?"

"There is a Soul King in the Royal Fighting Team 2, and you go and guess the Royal Fighting Team 1!"

This person looked at the person who asked the question as if he was a fool and said.

After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized.

The second team has a Soul King in charge, so how can the first team be any worse?

If it’s worse, Team 1 won’t be the guaranteed team.

"I see!"

"Okay, enough small talk. Tomorrow is the day of the official competition. After we draw the lots, we should think about how to target our opponents!"

"Yes, that's the reason!"

After the draw, the order of the players needs to be arranged in advance and finalized before the official competition.

Once confirmed, it cannot be changed midway.

The qualifying rounds test teamwork more, but the qualifying rounds are different and test individual abilities and tactics more.

The promotion match is a ring battle.

Both sides arrange seven contestants to take turns on the field. The loser will be replaced, and the winner will stay on the stage until they lose the game and are replaced.

The side whose players are defeated first loses.

Of course, while testing tactics, more emphasis is placed on personal ability.

If you can crush your opponent by yourself and defeat seven at once, no tactics will be of any use.

This is known to everyone.

Under normal circumstances, there is no such thing as a crushing victory. Those who can participate in the promotion match are all chosen ones.

Even if you are lucky, your strength will not be too bad.

The possibility of being defeated by one against seven is very low.

There are fifteen teams participating in the promotion matches, and one team will have a bye every day.

The competition will last for fourteen days.

Unlike the lively preliminaries, the qualifying rounds were not watched by ordinary spectators, only the knights of the Royal Knights.

"Wow!"

“Is this the military camp?”

A curious voice sounded in the military camp.

She looked around, as if she had never seen the world before.

The knights looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, pretending not to see anything.

If other people were wandering around like this, they would have stopped them long ago.

This is an important military camp, how can we just wander around here?
But this creature is different. She is the martial soul of the God of War. Who dares to stop her?
Besides, the prince was right next to them and he didn't try to stop them, so they didn't need to worry about it.

"Paimon wants to experience the military camp?"

Xue Qinghe said with a smile on his face.

After hearing this, Paimeng paused for a moment, waved his hand at "Xue Qinghe", and said, "Qinghe, I'd better forget it, forget it!"

She was just curious about the military camp and stuff.

Forget about coming here to experience anything.

"With my body, it's difficult for me to even pick up this weapon..."

Paimon's combat power is only one-fifth of that of the wild boar.

It can be said that he is a typical weakling in battle. "Xue Qinghe" wanted to laugh, but after looking at these royal knights, he finally held back.

Paimon's aggrieved look is really funny.

As if he thought of something, "Xue Qinghe" turned his head and looked at Zhongli beside him.

He should just raise Paimon as his daughter. As for strength, with or without Paimon's fighting power, he is the best in the world.

"Paimeng, let's go. I heard Qinghe prepared food for you again this time."

Zhongli waved his hand calmly and said.

"is it?"

Paimeng was shocked, rubbed his hands, and said to "Xue Qinghe": "Thank you Qinghe!"

"Xue Qinghe"'s eyes twitched. Fortunately, she had really prepared food, otherwise, it would have been difficult this time.

"I prepared some food that Paimon likes to eat."

"Let's go to the competition site..."

"Xue Qinghe" and Zhongli both attended as useless judges.

Judges are different from referees. Referees need to preside over the competition, but judges only need to sit there. Unless it is a very big matter, it is not the judges' turn to show up.

Only in the case of very serious fouls will the judges' opinions be needed.

There is more than one judge, so whether Zhongli and "Xue Qinghe" are present or not does not have much impact.

Today is the first day of the promotion match.

The entire arena was a platform built at short notice, surrounded by a human wall of royal knights, who were also spectators of the promotion match.

The contestants are resting at this time, and there is still some time before the competition starts.

Unlike the grand opening ceremony of the qualifying round, the opening ceremony of the qualifying round only had Xue Ye say a few words of encouragement before it officially began.

I don’t know if it’s fate or that damn destiny.

"The first match of the first round of the promotion tournament, Shrek Academy versus Barak Academy!"

It's still Shrek Academy versus Barak Academy.

However, without Yu Xiaogang's "brain", Shrek's style is filled with one word: reckless!

"Xiao San, take it easy and leave two for me!"

Dai Mubai patted Tang San on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Although I didn’t get first place in the preliminaries, I missed the soul bone.

But Tang San was able to add a spirit ring to his second martial spirit "for him". How could Dai Mubai not be moved by such a thing?

"Mu Bai, don't worry. If we are sure we can win, let alone leaving you two, even leaving you three will be no problem."

Tang San was still clear about Dai Mubai's strength. Having said that, as for leaving a few for him...

The promotion match, isn’t this Tang San’s exclusive arena?

Teammates may hold you back in team battles, but not in individual battles.

Sometimes, I really want to kill my teammates!
This is not a game where you can beat your teammates without cheating, but you can't do this.

Have to endure...

"Please invite both players to come on stage!"

Xiao Wu was originally the most noisy one, but after experiencing some things, she chose to remain silent.

For example, this time, she didn't even fight for the chance to play.

What's the harm in competing with these humans?
Can you improve your strength?

Not at all!

The arena is useless, she will only waste her physical and spiritual strength by going there.

Xiao Wu glanced at the judges calmly, and hatred flashed across her eyes.

She is currently not very strong and must control her thoughts, otherwise, she would just be giving the other party a "big gift".

"Why is there such a young boy here? Do you think you look down on me?"

"Boy, I advise you to get off, lest you get hurt!"

When member Barak said this, some contestants laughed out loud.

But the contestant from the Tiandou Empire twitched his eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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