Starting from a short stick, becoming the master of the universe

Xie Jianfeng is not the only one with bad luck.

At this moment in the lounge, many people had sad faces and sighed.

Some people are similar to Xie Jianfeng, who are only level one or two grandmasters, but they draw level four, five, or six grandmasters as their opponents.

What's more, they even drew the few people who were generally recognized as having the greatest chance of winning the championship.

If there is still a possibility of winning by luck in the former situation, then there is almost no chance of winning in the latter situation. It seems that there is no other choice except to admit defeat at the beginning.

Some teachers who were third and fourth level grandmasters breathed a sigh of relief.

Even they don't want to meet those people in the first round of the qualifying round. If possible, it would be best to meet them in the last few rounds, or simply let those people meet them in advance. In this way, they will have a hope of entering the top ten.

The crowd didn't have much time to prepare.

Because three rounds of qualifying rounds had to be completed on the first day to determine the places for the finals, the two teachers from the first group came on stage a quarter of an hour later.

"Teacher Zou, come on!"

A boy yelled at the top of his lungs.

Under his leadership, dozens of students around him started shouting.

Seeing this, the students of another teacher also shouted, and the atmosphere of the whole venue was suddenly ignited.

"Teacher Zou, please give us some advice." Another teacher smiled bitterly.

"Teacher Guo, please give me some advice." Teacher Zou smiled slightly.

He is a level five Force Grandmaster, while his opponent is only a level one Force Grandmaster. Although everyone's strength is compressed to the same level here, there seems to be no suspense about the outcome.

Of course, we cannot take it lightly, otherwise if we fail, we will not be able to hold our heads up in the academy for the next year.

As the countdown ended, the two immediately started fighting. The sound of weapons clashing continued to ring out, and the students all held their breath, staring at the screen with wide eyes.

In the tenth round, Mr. Guo was unable to block the attack and was stabbed in the chest. There was a sound of people gasping for breath at the scene.

"excuse me."

Teacher Zou said in a low voice.

It’s not that he didn’t want to hold back, but everyone’s strength was the same. If he held back, he might be defeated, so he had to leave no room for anyone.

In order to ensure fairness in this battle, the pain is set to 100%. In other words, the feeling of being killed in this battle is no different from being killed in real life.

Fortunately, everything is virtual, so even if you are killed, nothing will happen.

Soon, two people walked out of the virtual warehouse.

"Are you okay?" Teacher Zou took the initiative to ask.

"It's okay, it's okay. You are worthy of being Teacher Zou. I am not as skilled as you." Teacher Guo smiled bitterly and walked off the stage together.

"Teacher Zou is so awesome! He resolved the battle in just a few seconds?" At this time, the students watching from the audience suddenly woke up from their dream.

"Teacher Zou is a sixth-level Force master. If this were to happen in reality, it would only be faster."

"Yes, Mr. Guo actually tried his best."

Just as everyone was discussing, two teachers from the second group walked onto the stage. Still before the battle began, they exchanged a few words of greeting and then began the fight.

Then came the third group, the fourth group, the fifth group...

It was not as imagined that a battle lasted for dozens of minutes, but was basically over within a minute. Occasionally, when the two sides were evenly matched, the fight could last for two or three minutes. The final winner also paid a considerable price.

Fortunately, this is a virtual world. Not to mention being injured or even killed, it will have no impact on people in reality. At most, it will just be an unhappy memory.

In the lounge, watching the battle on screen end, Xie Jianfeng stood up from his seat, his face somewhat tragic. "Teacher Jiang, I'm leaving."

"Well, come on." Jiang Cheng encouraged.

Hearing this, Xie Jianfeng smiled bitterly again.

come on?

Thank goodness there's no oil leak.

But even if you know you have no chance of winning, you still have to go. After all, it's not good to be known as a coward.

Soon, Xie Jianfeng and a man with thick eyebrows walked onto the stage, and cheers rang out again.

The battle begins.

The man named Fang Guo raised his right hand and several sharp spikes emerged from under Xie Jianfeng's feet. Fortunately, the latter moved quickly and dodged them, and at the same time, rushed towards the former.

Everyone knows that when dealing with an opponent who can use long-range means, the only way to have a chance of winning is to close the distance. Otherwise, the opponent's attacks will be continuous, and if you fail to dodge even once, you're finished.

Seeing this, Fang Guo showed no panic on his face. He kept raising his right hand, and spikes popped out of the ground as if they were free.

Xie Jianfeng was fully focused, paying attention to the movements under his feet while constantly changing directions, and successfully dodged one spike after another. However, when it came to the eighth spike, he was unable to react in time and was pierced through the thigh, with blood gushing out.

"what!"

Xie Jianfeng on the screen let out a scream.

The students who were watching the game all held their breath, and some girls were so frightened that they turned pale.

"Thank you, Teacher."

Fang Guo said embarrassedly.

He also knew it hurt, but there was nothing he could do, that was how he fought.

Soon, the two left the virtual cabin. Fang Guo took the initiative to step forward, but Xie Jianfeng waved his hand and said first: "Teacher Fang, you don't have to apologize to me. On the contrary, I should be the one thanking you. Besides, this is just a competition, it's nothing."

Fang Guo smiled and said nothing more.

After returning to the lounge, Xie Jianfeng sighed. Although this was expected, he still felt unwilling to accept it.

"Teacher Jiang, it's up to you now. I wish you success in defeating your opponent and entering the second round."

"Thank you for your kind words, teacher." Jiang Cheng said with a smile.

In fact, it was soon his turn.

The only difference from others was that after he went on stage, there were very few cheers and shouts. There were still some at the beginning, but maybe after shouting a few times, they felt that there were not many people, and those who had shouted at the beginning felt embarrassed to continue.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as Lin Yue, who was embarrassed and blushed, but still persisted.

On the other side, there were quite a few cheers from the opponents, which made the scene look a bit awkward.

Despite this, many people had heard of Jiang Cheng's name, and when they saw Jiang Cheng himself appear, they began to whisper to each other.

"Jiang Cheng? He is the alchemist? The alchemist who contradicted Principal Sun?"

"Is it him? I remember there is only one person named Jiang Cheng in our academy, and there is no other one."

"He looks so young, about the same age as us?"

"That's true! Many of the seniors are older than him!"

(End of this chapter)