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Chapter 69 There are experts like her
The two advanced to the next round without any surprise.

In one morning, the results of the knockout rounds of the two groups from eight to four were announced.

At this time, their No. 1 contestant, No. 100, No. 61, and No. 78 are players in Zone .

On the other side, the four qualified players in Group 2 are:
There is contestant No. 7 [I predicted your prediction],
Contestant No. 111 [The Horseman],
Contestant No. 9 [Who am I and where am I],
Contestant No. 33 [Another first day full of energy].

Tomorrow we will enter the four-person semi-final match, which will be held in the semi-final area and the game time is nine o'clock in the morning.

The next day, at seven in the morning, most of the audience had already entered the venue and were waiting.

Two people also arrived early in the players' rest area and sat waiting.

Shi Changqing arrived at eight o'clock. When he arrived, the two groups of players had already gathered together.

She took a quick glance and saw that the person who looked familiar to her yesterday was dressed in a different style today.

Everyone seemed to have made an agreement in private. Almost everyone stopped wearing strange costumes and basically returned to normal attire, wearing only a mask or a face shield on their faces.

Even the beastmen with the most obvious clothing style took off their eye-catching attires and hid in the crowd, making it difficult to tell who was who.

Without the cover of strange clothing, Shi Changqing could clearly see that the hands and feet of several contestants were modified with mechanical metal. Ordinary people would certainly not be able to match such real hard fists.

There is only one restriction in the requirements of the StarCraft competition, and that is that mechas cannot be used. Otherwise, she really thinks that these people are likely to take out a mecha while fighting.

Shi Changqing found a place and sat quietly.

Half an hour before the game, the match information was announced, as well as the number plates and nicknames of the players.

[No. 100 only knows a little about boxing] VS [No. 61, are you cool?] 1-A stage
[No. 1, the first violent warrior in the interstellar world, asks for suppression] VS [No. 9, who am I and where am I] 1-B stage
[No. 78, let's make friends] vs. [No. 111, let's release the horse] 1-C stage
[No. 33 is another energetic day] vs. [No. 7 predicted your prediction] 1-D stage
Four matches will be held at the same time to decide four people who will enter the finals.

Everyone looked at the duel information above, some were disappointed, some were indifferent.

But everyone is calm. There is no need to feel sad at this time. Everyone is good enough to make it to the finals. Our strength this year is no longer the same as last year.

When the broadcast announced that the players were ready to fight, the players in the locker room started to move out.

The moment they went out, all the audience members immediately became agitated, shouting for their favorite players, or cheering for the potential players they had bet on.

Shi Changqing walked towards the 1-B stage, and with her was a mechanical contestant with modified limbs.

"So you are the rumored No. 1 in the galaxy who took on 999 people in two hours."

On the stage, the contestants were already in place. Before the referee shouted "start", contestant No. 9 in front of him asked politely.

"Not bad." Shi Changqing admitted.

The other party's reaction seemed a little unexpected to him. He thought Shi Changqing would at least humbly admit it or be arrogant and disdainful, but he didn't expect him to be so calm and indifferent.

"I hope you will show mercy in the next duel."

"As much as possible."

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With a few seconds left before the start, the referee had already raised his hand. When the whistle sounded and his arm came down, all the contestants began to launch intense attacking moves.

Shi Changqing's group is no exception.

The two men rushed towards each other. In order to avoid accidents and to avoid killing each other completely, Shi Changqing used the fifth level of his power at the beginning. Punches were exchanged, and the collision of metal and flesh hands made a loud bang, which triggered the protection of the opponent's metal shield.

"Fuck! This guy can't afford to play, he actually does this?"

"Really? You even brought the protective shield on the mecha? Why don't you just drive the mecha up?"

"Tsk, I just bet everything on the number one star in the galaxy, isn't it going to go to waste?"

When Shi Changqing saw the defensive energy shield cast by the other party, he sighed inwardly. This thing was really interesting. It could actually be used in this way.

She pushed forward her internal force, and the energy shield shattered visibly.

"What!" No. 9's eyes were filled with shock and confusion!

This is the defense of the mecha system that he had someone design. Even the metal material is 3S grade. He originally thought that he could get into the top three with such transformation technology, but after seeing it today, he is afraid that he will be disappointed.

Seeing that his arm was showing signs of being damaged, No. 9 quickly withdrew his arm and switched to the other one.

Shi Changqing fought a few moves with the mechanical limbs out of curiosity. After confirming that this level of attack posed no threat to her, she glanced at the opponent, aimed at the abdomen, and punched, sending No. 9 off the stage.

The referee announced Shi Changqing's victory.

Shi Changqing was the first to advance to the semi-finals.

The gamblers who bet on Shi Changqing's victory cheered excitedly. Not only the spectators in the stadium, but also the underground boxing rings in each planet's stronghold were broadcasting the live broadcast of the StarCraft game.

Almost at this time, the entire underground boxing ring stopped individual matches and focused on watching the live broadcast. When they saw Shi Changqing easily defeat his opponent with a few moves, all those who had defeated Shi Changqing cheered.

"This girl is amazing. I'm afraid she will win the championship this time."

"Hard to say."

"I think the lottery system of this competition is also interesting. After so many games, this StarCraft No. 1 still can't match up with those three old foxes. I'm afraid it's a manipulation to let her enter the finals to attract attention."

"Haha, I'm afraid the authorities also want to know how her strength compares to these three people?"

"Hey, wait, that thing, shit! 'Just a little bit of fighting skills' actually lost?"

"Fuck! Who is this No. 61 'Are you so cool?'?"

"This year's session is quite interesting. Those three old-timers have finally been punished."

Shi Changqing was the first to step down from the stage and walked back to the lounge, which was empty except for four split-screen broadcasts of the battle.

She looked up and saw that except for the stage she was on just now, the other stage 1-A was also empty, which meant that the opponent had also ended the battle.

Who's winning?
She glanced at the list of qualified candidates on the screen.

[No. 61, are you cool?]

Shi Changqing raised his eyebrows. He was not surprised by the result, but it was a pity that he could not see the opponent's fighting process.

Coincidentally, No. 61 "Are You So Cool?" just walked into the lounge. Shi Changqing looked up and saw a tall figure, wearing a loose dark Taoist robe, neat and tidy black short hair, and only a pair of dark pupils were exposed on his face.

As if he noticed Shi Changqing's gaze, when she looked away, he also glanced at her, then looked up at the promotion information above, and after confirming the other party's identity, he found a place to sit down.

At this time, the other two players who are attracting attention, No. 111 and No. 7, are also in the final stage.

Shi Changqing took a few glances and found it boring. The opponents they were fighting were not on the same level and there was nothing to watch.

With overwhelming strength, in order to avoid letting the opponent lose too badly, the two men's moves gave people the feeling that they had a chance to win, but would make people fall into despair the next second.

After about five minutes, the two men ended the fight one after another.

At that time, Changqing and No. 61, who were on the same frequency, looked up first to see who advanced first, and No. 7 was displayed above.

So the two of them waited silently for the first person to come in.

A moment later, a man in a high-end suit and a pig-face mask walked in.

Shi Changqing withdrew his gaze silently.

The other No. 61 also withdrew his gaze calmly.

Everyone was speechless.

After the first game, when everyone returned to the locker room, the first thing they looked up at was the list of qualifiers above.

The man in suit number 7 did the same. He glanced at the list and then glanced at the two people sitting in the lounge. Then he found a place to sit down as if nothing had happened. Two minutes later, the fourth person came in.

The three pairs of eyes inside looked towards the door at the same time, and saw a girl with a high red ponytail, a cool ghost mask, and a black combat suit, with a capable aura walked in.

After getting each other's vital signs, the three of them silently withdrew their gazes.

No. 111 did the same thing as the previous person. He first looked up at the list of qualifiers and then at the three opponents he was about to face.

After getting the useful information, she found a seat and sat down at random.

The four semi-finalists have been decided and everyone is waiting for the organizer’s next notification.

After the four of them gathered together, the indoor broadcast briefly stated the start time of the semi-finals.

[The semi-finals will start at 10 o'clock. Please prepare well before the game and do not leave the venue. If there is any change, please communicate with the staff in time.]

At the same time, each wristband sent notifications of the semi-finals.

[Dear StarCraft's No. 1 Berserker, please suppress me. The semi-finals will start at 10 o'clock. Please do not leave the venue. If there is any change, please communicate with the staff in time. The list of opponents will be announced three minutes before the game.]

The four of them sat in the lounge staring at each other. There was a buffet in the lounge, but everyone tacitly agreed not to eat. Instead, someone took out nutrient solution as an energy supplement.

This person is Shi Changqing.

No. 7 took out his spare water.

No. 111 looked down at his computer.

No. 61 took out an eye mask, put it on his eyes and closed his eyes to rest.

The four of them were each doing their own thing, waiting for the game to begin, and no one had any pre-game communication.

In everyone's opinion, pre-match communication is unnecessary and superfluous.

You won't get any useful information about your opponent's situation through a few simple conversations, and talking too much may even risk exposing yourself.

The quiet locker room finally waited for the ten minutes before the game.

Perhaps due to the importance of the semi-finals, the radio rarely spoke to remind the four people who were sleeping soundly and feeling extremely relaxed in the lounge.

[There are still ten minutes left in the game. Please prepare for the game.]

The broadcast continued for several times until the four people made a movement, then it stopped notifying.

The staff inside the broadcasting room watched the surveillance video in the lounge, turned off the microphone, and turned around to complain to their colleagues.

"These four guys don't take this game seriously at all. I'm worried for them."

Another staff member rubbed his head and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, those who can enter the semi-finals are all strong. Even if they overslept, other staff will come out to wake them up later."

"Yes, there is only one finals. Which two do you want to advance to the finals?"

"Me? I'm the best in the galaxy, and there are still people who let me go."

"I also bet on StarCraft to be the first. Another one I bet on is 'Are You Cool?'. I bet he's a dark horse."

"How much did you press?"

"One hundred each."

"Ten thousand?"

"One hundred star coins."

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When the broadcast sounded, everyone woke up, stood up, stretched, and stretched their muscles.

Three minutes before the game.

The matchup information is out.

Everyone looked up at the same time to see the message.

[No. 1, the first violent warrior in the StarCraft, asks for suppression] vs. [No. 7 predicted your prediction] 1-A stage
[No. 111 is the one who lets go] vs. [No. 61, are you cool?] 1-B Stage
Two games were played simultaneously.

After getting the information about his opponent, Shi Changqing looked at the man in the suit, and the man in the suit also noticed his gaze and looked at Shi Changqing.

"Hello, I've heard of your reputation. I hope to have a pleasant duel with you." The man in the suit stepped forward and said politely.

Shi Changqing also politely replied: "I have also heard of your name for a long time, and I look forward to competing with you."

Let her see the weight of these 100 billion star coins.

The four of them walked out of the lounge and headed straight for their respective competition stages.

After they came out, the spectators in the stadium screamed in surprise.

"Number one in the galaxy! Win for me! I'm betting everything I have on you! Don't let me down!"

"If you play a fake match, you will never get rich in this life!"

"Number one in the galaxy!"

Shi Changqing, who had excellent hearing, recognized a few words about her among the chaotic screams. After hearing the words that she would not make money, the corners of his mouth grinned.

When I got on the stage, the referee was already in place, just waiting for the time to come.

The countdown was ten seconds, the referee made a gesture, and the time on the main screen was also counting down.

Shi Changqing and the man in the suit stared at the referee's actions expressionlessly, while also being alert to any sudden attack from the opponent the moment the referee's voice sounded.

Although he didn't know the opponent's strength, Shi Changqing had already classified the opponent into the same category and tried his best to defend against the opponent's attack.

Countdown three.

two.

One.

As the referee blew the whistle, the arm slid down.

Game start.

The man in the suit took the first action and disappeared from Shi Changqing's sight at a speed as fast as lightning. Just from this movement, Shi Changqing could already determine the other party's strength.

The moment the other party disappeared from her sight, Shi Changqing rolled forward quickly, and when she turned around, she saw the man in a suit behind her preparing to attack.

Shi Changqing's quick reaction also made the man in the suit realize her strength.

Although I have watched Shi Changqing's previous videos, his actions of quickly dealing with his opponents all proved his own strength.

At the same time, he didn't understand why the other side exposed their strength in a big way before the game. Was it bluffing or did they really have the ability? At this moment, he finally got the answer.

The man in the suit swung his fist, and in an instant, his figure rushed towards Shi Changqing like an arrow. Shi Changqing's eyes darkened, and he raised his fist and also rushed towards the other party.

The two cyclones intertwined and collided, and at the moment when the fists of both sides collided, a dull sound of bones colliding was heard in the air.

The two men frowned, immediately withdrew their hands and took a few steps back, both sides tacitly keeping their distance.

"He's a great trainer."

Both sides give affirmation to each other from the bottom of their hearts.

Shi Changqing also confirmed one thing, that there were still masters like her in this era.