Cthulhu Card Making: Medusa Card Making at the Beginning.

Chapter 47 Preliminary round upset, elite class loses in a row

Chapter 47 Preliminary round upset, elite class loses in a row
The game was 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.

[Nether Flame]

[Positioning: Fighting Department]

[Category: Skill Card/Material Card]

【Quality: Blue】

【Rating: ★★★】

[Bond: None]

[Description: A special flame that can burn source power. It is dark in color and has the property of continuous burning.]

"Blue material card."

Staring at the card, Lin Mo smiled, and the conversation he had just had with Lu Dachuan flashed through his mind.

"Let me formally introduce myself. I, your master, am the vice president of the Qingxi City branch association and a top-level card master who practices Wudou style."

"What I just demonstrated is a kind of martial arts style, which I call [Kendo]"

"Master, you've chopped up so many teaching aids. Won't our principal give you trouble?"

"will not."

"Master, we are both top-level card masters. Who is better, you or our principal?"

"do not know."

"Master, when will my clay figurine core arrive?"

"This blue card is a gift from my teacher. The core material will be delivered in two days."

"Master."

"I suddenly remembered that I still have some matters to deal with at the association. I'll go deal with them first. Remember to come to the branch association to find me at the weekend."

"Oh, once you get it, you won't cherish it anymore."

Thinking of Lu Dachuan's nervous expression as if he was running away, Lin Mo couldn't help but curl his lips. He was obviously very enthusiastic when they first met, but why was he so disgusted when he left?

"What do you mean by not cherishing it? What did you and Uncle Lu talk about?"

A voice like a silver bell sounded at the side. When Lin Mo looked up, he saw Bai Xinqiao's big watery eyes staring at him.

Lin Mo slowly put away the material cards in his hand and took the initiative to make room.

"Nothing, it's just that your uncle Lu appreciated me and insisted on taking me as his apprentice. I refused again and again but finally agreed."

As he spoke, Lin Mo shrugged.

Hearing this, Bai Xinqiao was stunned at first, then her beautiful eyes curved like crescents and she let out a giggle.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Mo asked puzzledly.

"Hahaha, you can brag all you want. Uncle Lu is very strict. And he only teaches fighting card masters. When my father asked him to be my teacher, he politely declined."

Hearing this, Lin Mo nodded thoughtfully, "So if I become his disciple, will I be able to defeat you soon?"

"I don't know about that." Bai Xinqiao shook his head.

"But I know that if you can become his disciple, you will be able to walk sideways in the circle of young battle card masters in Yuanjiang. No, in the whole Qingxi City."

Bai Xinqiao's expression changed and she suddenly spoke very seriously.

Just after saying this, she started smiling again.

"So exaggerated?"

Lin Mo looked at the change in Bai Xinqiao's expression and thought she was joking.

He knew that Lu Dachuan was a powerful figure but not necessarily as powerful as Bai Xinqiao said.

After all, there is a president above the vice president, right?

Among the top card masters, there is also the newly appointed principal He Zhongming.

"By the way, what's the situation now? When I left just now, Xu Chengfei had already gone up. Isn't he the last one in the third shift?"

Lin Mo glanced at the big screen and saw that Wang Zuo was still fighting hard on the ring. The card spirit he used was the [Elemental Fire Spirit] that he saw in the training hall that time.

After hearing Lin Mo's words, Bai Xinqiao also retracted 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 took the lead." Bai Xinqiao smiled and pointed to the recording panel that recorded the game.

Lin Mo's eye-catching five-game winning streak has drifted to an unknown line.

At the forefront is Xu Chengfei's eye-catching eight-game winning streak.

"What's wrong with me?" Lin Mo looked aggrieved.

"Oh, I didn't mean to say anything bad about you." Bai Xinqiao pouted and explained, "In previous preliminary rounds, the battles between the parallel class and the elite class were not as intense as this time."

“Students in the parallel classes are also aware that there is a gap between them and the elite class students.”

"Oh, you're putting it too mildly."

Bai Xinqiao had just finished speaking when a voice sounded behind her.

At some point, Wu Zekai, dressed in black, had stood beside the two of them.

He stared at the big screen and continued Bai Xinqiao's words, "The elite students of all middle schools in the Federation were originally selected from the parallel classes."

"So even if it's the worst student in the elite class, there's no hope of winning against a student in the parallel class one-on-one."

"Major colleges and universities have added a two-person system to parallel classes in order to balance the strength of both sides as much as possible."

"Everyone knows what's going on, so the fights are all pretty polite."

"The preliminary round is the home court of the parallel classes. They will be ranked based on their match records with the elite classes to ensure the allocation of teaching resources for the next school year."

"The elite class will usually eliminate most of the people from the parallel classes in the later rounds before they start to fight seriously among themselves."

"It's just that someone didn't seem to understand this. He came up and beat Class 5 0-. The effect looked pretty good, so the elite students from the other two classes watched and followed suit."

Hearing this, Lin Mo was speechless.

There are so many twists and turns in playing a game, how would he know about them?

"What's funny is that the elite students in Class 3 were not strong enough to hold their own. They fought continuously and were unexpectedly defeated."

"The duo of Class 4 is really powerful. If Xu Chengfei doesn't go up to clean up the mess, Class 3 will probably be defeated."

After he finished speaking, he turned and looked down at Lin Mo, "Shall we find a place to practice?"

Lin Mo just felt something strange.

This cold-hearted guy actually came over here and said so much today.

As soon as I heard this request, everything seemed reasonable.

Gossiping is just a side job, the main reason is that I feel itchy when watching others fight and want to practice against them.

In a sense, Wu Zekai is a martial arts fanatic.

After this guy transferred to Class 2, he would definitely come to him whenever he had a sparring match.

Today, the training ground on the third floor is fully open. Except for the large training ground used for competitions, many other single-person training grounds are unused.

It was a good time for students to arrange private duels.

Normally, Lin Mo enjoys 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 would go home and start making cards.

"I reject."

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 fighting you, it's really meaningless."

"I don't use my destiny card."

Wu Zekai opened his mouth and took the initiative to add conditions for the battle.

Seeing Xu Chengfei going up to the ring, he felt a little itchy, but now he couldn't challenge Xu Chengfei on the ring.

After hearing his words, Lin Mo was stunned at first, then a smile appeared on his face.

Wu Zekai's conditions made him suddenly want to try out his own magic sword.

Just as he was about to stand up, two voices rang out, causing him to pause.

"Ring No. 2, Parallel Class 9: Song Chuan and Zhang Hang win."

"Ring number three, Parallel class six: Chu Lin and Chu Xiao win."

After hearing this voice, the three of them looked at the big screen almost at the same time.

Wu Zekai's face froze. He was just making fun of others.

Judging from the situation, is this year's elite class going to be an 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)

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