Black-bellied little crazy concubine: Xie Zun, come to the live broadcast!

Chapter 142 Who is more powerful?
"I'm also very happy to meet you, Ling'er, you have to remember, no matter when and where, you must strengthen your beliefs, don't give up, and there will be a day when you succeed."

The college competition is about to begin, and the competition lasts for three months.

The arena of Star Academy, which was closed for half a year, finally opened.

The arena is built next to the mountain, and the arena area is not too big, because when the college had the most students, there were only five or six hundred students.

The arena is divided into eight small arenas, three sub-arenas and a main arena.

The first round of competition will be held in eight small arenas at the same time, two games a day, divided into morning and afternoon games. There are a total of 150 students participating this time, which lasted [-] days, in order to select the top [-].

The second round of competition was still held in the small arena, and 75 students were selected.

The third round of competition will be held in three sub-fields, and 38 students will be selected.

The fourth round of competition will be held in the second arena, and nineteen students will be selected.

The last round, for the top ten, will be held in the main arena, one-on-one competition, so as to select the real elite students.

Today, the sky is high and the clouds are wide, the summer wind is blowing, and it is a sunny day.

The students of the college were very excited, and they came to the arena one after another, lined up and drew lots to determine the order in which they would play.

Luo Huoqin was not lucky, and got 140th place in the afternoon of the last day of the first round.

The rankings chosen by the other seven people were all different, and they didn't hit each other. I have to say that they were very lucky.

After the lottery has been drawn, the exciting competition begins.

Every small arena was crowded with people, Luo Huoqin was not very interested in seeing the crowded phenomenon.

At the beginning, most people would not reveal too many unique skills...

But seeing Gong Xiaoyue and Ye Linger all looked excited, the audience was also talking about it, and Luo Huoqin couldn't say that she didn't want to watch it, which spoiled everyone's interest.

So he stayed where he was, looking at the unoccupied table.

The host instructor read out the class and names of the two people in the first competition.

"Wen Mengzhu from Class A vs. Zhang Tianming from Class B."

As soon as the tutor finished speaking, a man and a woman came up from both sides of the stage.

Both of them were wearing college clothes, standing on the stage with fluttering clothes, which had a special flavor.

After bowing to each other, the instructor's voice sounded.

"Game start."

The woman took out her blood spirit sword and pointed it at the man. Under the sunlight, the blade shone with a cold luster.

The man's long spear landed on the ground and aimed at the woman with a wave. The two-meter-long long spear met the half-meter long sword, full of deterrent force.

The plot is wrong: Hahaha, it turns out that the ancient game was played like this, holding a sword and making gestures...

Historian: It’s not like us, we are all playing with mechas, but I think it’s also very interesting.

Yuquanshui Dingdong: In this kind of competition, what is more important is the spiritual power cultivated by the broadcaster, right?

Seeing such a scene, the melon-eating students in the audience could not help but whisper to each other.

"Tell me, between Wen Mengzhu and Zhang Tianming, who is better?"

"It should be Wen Mengzhu. Anyway, Wen Mengzhu is also from Class A, and his cultivation level should be higher than that man's."

"I can't say for sure. The man's blood spirit is stronger than Wen Mengzhu's. Melee combat is better than long-distance combat. No matter how you look at it, it is more disadvantageous in melee combat..."

(End of this chapter)