Douluo Continent: Reincarnated as the Rock King Emperor, Wandering the Mortal World

Chapter 268: The First Match of the Promotion Tournament

"The Body Sect is said to have been founded by the world's number one martial god, a level ninety-nine warrior."

"Within the sect, its acting sect leader is also a Title Douluo..."

A family with two Douluo, one of whom is an invincible and terrifying existence in the world, is not something they can discuss casually.

If things go wrong, they could be hunted down by the Body Sect.

"This year's class is different from previous years!"

"It's just the qualifiers, and there are already two teams with Soul King level experts competing."

"There's even a seven-in-one fusion technique..."

"It's easy to imagine just how terrifying the teams that get guaranteed a spot must be in this situation!"

"That can't be right. Nobody would expect that the Soul King's participation has anything to do with the team that got him a free pass?"

"The Royal Fighting Team Two has a Soul King, and the Royal Fighting Team One... guess who it is!"

The man looked at the person who asked the question as if he were a fool and said...

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly understood.

Both teams have a Soul King in charge, so how could the first team be any worse?

If they perform poorly, the team won't be a guaranteed qualification team anymore.

"I see!"

"Alright, enough chit-chat. Tomorrow's the official match day. After the draw, let's think about how to counter our opponents!"

"Yes, that's exactly right!"

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

Once decided, it cannot be changed midway.

The preliminary rounds test teamwork, but the qualifying rounds test individual skills and tactics.

The qualifying rounds are a kind of ring battle.

Both sides arrange seven contestants to take turns on stage. The loser is replaced, and the winner stays on the stage until the loser loses the match and is replaced.

The team whose players are all defeated first loses.

Of course, while tactics are important, individual ability is even more crucial.

If you can crush your opponent single-handedly, even if you defeat seven opponents at once, then no tactics will matter.

This is common knowledge.

Under normal circumstances, there are no one-sided matches; those who can participate in the qualifying rounds are all the chosen ones.

Even if someone is lucky, their strength won't be too bad.

The possibility of being defeated by one person out of seven is extremely low.

There are a total of fifteen teams participating in the qualifying rounds, and one team will have a day off each day.

The competition will last for fourteen days.

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

"Wow!"

"Is this what a military camp is like?"

A curious voice rang out in the military camp.

She looked around, as if she had never seen anything like it before.

The knights, however, remained silent, pretending not to see it.

If anyone else were to wander around like this, they would have stopped them long ago.

This is a military camp, a place of great importance. How can we just wander around here?

This creature is different; she is the Martial Soul of the God of War. Who would dare to stop her?

Besides, the Crown Prince was right there, and he didn't stop them, so they didn't need to interfere.

"Does Paimon want to experience military life?"

Xue Qinghe said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Paimon paused slightly, waved his hand at "Xue Qinghe," and said, "Qinghe, I think I'll pass, I'll pass!"

She was just curious about the military camp and all that.

I'd rather not come here for any kind of experience.

"With my build, even lifting this weapon is difficult..."

Paimon's fighting strength is only one-fifth that of a wild boar.

He's a complete weakling.

Xue Qinghe wanted to laugh, but after glancing at the royal knights, he held back.

Paimon's pitiful look was absolutely hilarious.

As if she had thought of something, Xue Qinghe turned her head to look at Zhongli beside her.

He probably just raised Paimon as a daughter. As for strength and such, whether or not he needed Paimon's combat power, he was already the best in the world.

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

Zhong Li waved his hand calmly and said.

"Yeah?"

Paimon shuddered, rubbed his hands together, and said to "Xue Qinghe," "Thank you, Qinghe!"

Xue Qinghe's eye twitched. Fortunately, she had actually prepared food; otherwise, this time would have been difficult.

"I prepared some of Paimon's favorite foods."

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

Xue Qinghe and Zhong Li both attended as judges who were of little use.

Judges and referees are different. Referees need to preside over the competition, while judges only need to sit there. Unless it's something very important, judges don't need to step in.

Only in cases of very serious fouls will the judges' opinion be needed.

There is more than one judge, so whether Zhong Li and "Xue Qinghe" are present or not doesn't make much difference.

Today is the first day of the qualifying rounds.

The entire arena was a makeshift platform, surrounded by a human wall of Royal Knights, who also served as spectators for the qualifying matches.

The athletes are currently resting; there is still some time before the competition begins.

Unlike the grand opening ceremony of the qualifiers, the opening ceremony of the qualifying rounds was only a few words of encouragement from Xueye before it officially began.

I don't know if it's fate or some damn destiny.

"The first match of the first round of the qualifying tournament: Shrek Academy vs. Barak Academy!"

It's still Shrek Academy versus Barak Academy.

However, without Yu Xiaogang as their "brain," Shrek's style is all about one word: recklessness!

"Hey mistress, take it easy, leave me two!"

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

Although they didn't get first place in the preliminaries, they missed out on the Soul Bone.

But Tang San was willing to add a spirit ring to his second spirit "for him," how could Dai Mubai not be moved by such a thing?

"Mu Bai, don't worry. If we're certain we can win, I'll leave you two, or even three, without any problem."

Tang San was well aware of Dai Mubai's strength; that was all he said, but as for leaving a few for him...

The qualifying rounds—isn't this Tang San's exclusive arena?

In team battles, teammates can be a liability, but not in individual battles.

Sometimes, I really wish I could just kill my teammates!

This isn't a game where you can beat your teammates without cheating, but you can't do that.

One must endure...

"Please welcome both players to the stage!"

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

For example, this time, she didn't even have a chance to compete for a spot on the court.

What good would it do to fight these humans?

Can it improve our strength?

Absolutely not!

The arena is useless; going up there will only deplete her physical and spiritual energy.

Xiao Wu glanced at the judges' panel without making a sound, a flash of hatred crossing her eyes.

Right now, she lacks the strength to resist temptation, otherwise she would only be giving the other party a "gift".

"What, some brat like you comes up here? Are you looking down on me?!"

"Kid, I advise you to get down here, lest you get hurt!"

Some contestants laughed when Barak made this remark.

However, the contestant from the Heavenly Dou Empire twitched at the corner of his eye.

(End of this chapter)