I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

The resurrection match is a melee among all teams. After all other teams are eliminated, the only remaining team will get a resurrection spot.

This team can choose one of the two final teams to compete and snatch the other team's qualification for the finals.

Therefore, it is not that there is no chance to compete with all the teams in the semi-finals.

If the Bagpipe Squad deliberately concedes a game, enters the resurrection match, wins the final, and then beats a final team, they can achieve the achievement of having played against all the teams in the rematch.

Facing the gradually calming atmosphere and the dumbfounded faces, Jiang Keer said: "There is no surrender zone in the elimination round. Only those who are unconscious, seriously injured or dead can be eliminated. Here, I would like to give each team a suggestion..."

Jiang Ke'er narrowed her eyes in contempt: "Please unite a little."

After saying that, all the members of the Bagpipe Squad turned around gracefully and left in big strides.

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"Qingyi, you are really crazy..." Lin Gang frowned, "Why didn't I think of such a good idea!"

"Qingyi, you looked so handsome today!" Jieshui kept shouting, "Ahahaha, kill them all! Kill them all!"

Si Lian looked at her excited teammates and felt a headache coming on.

Although she is very confident in the strength of this year's team members, she is not confident enough to dare to face off 5vs725.

This is almost the same number of enemies that the Bagpipe Squad faced in the entire season. Not only were they faced at one time, but they were all super strong teams that entered the semi-finals!

Originally, she thought that this year was the year when the Bagpipe Team had the best chance of reaching the semi-finals, but now, she was already thinking about how to give up in order to save as much face as possible.

"Aunt Si Lian, don't worry, I have a plan." Jiang Ke'er comforted her softly.

"No plan is of any use," Si Lian sighed, "Qingyi, you were too reckless this time."

"Although I often do things that I'm not sure of, this time is not the case," Jiang Ke'er said seriously, "Please trust me."

"I understand that everyone has been suppressed for too long and needs a release, but this is not the case."

Si Lian continued to smoke hard. Jiang Ke'er knew that she would be like this whenever she was anxious. This time she was really anxious.

Not scolding Jiang Ke'er was probably the limit of her tolerance.

"Qingyi, the competition environment of the elimination round is completely different from what you usually experience," Si Lian explained, trying not to sound agitated. "It's an open field environment that tests the comprehensive strength of the contestants, and you have never received training for that."

Jiang Keer shook her head.

"No, I train every day."

(2/3)

64. Schedule

What did you train for?

Si Lian obviously couldn't understand what Jiang Ke'er trained every day, and just thought that she was comforting her.

Qingyi is a good kid in every way except that she is too arrogant.

Si Lian had a sad face... Before, she had been praising the other party in her heart for being crazy but not losing her mind. But today, Jiang Keer's decision made her so worried that she lost a lot of hair.

She vaguely felt that the other party was not the kind of person who would easily become arrogant, but she still couldn't believe that the Bagpipe Squad could accomplish such a feat as 1v125... Even if two teams had died, there were still 123 teams.

I believe that the news must have spread like crazy at this moment. The whole world knows Jiang Keer’s bold words. She has pushed the attention of this game to a real peak.

At the same time, the Bagpipe Squad was forced into an embarrassing situation.

If they gave in at this moment, it would be really embarrassing. I'm afraid that the current members of the Bagpipe Team would be disgraced and become sinners of the demon clan, and they would never be able to hold their heads up in their lives. That would be more unbearable for them than killing them.

So, whether it’s life or death, this match must be participated in, at least to fight decently, like a martyr.

Half a year's hard work has gone to waste.

Si Lian smiled bitterly.

But what made her even more miserable was the uncertainty of her future.

I finally got a glimmer of hope and made it to the semi-finals after a long absence, but I never expected Jiang Keer to do such a thing.

She couldn't blame Jiang Ke'er, but she felt reluctant...but what she felt reluctant about was not the efforts she had made in the past six months.

"I will do my best to help you collect enemy intelligence and countermeasures." Si Lian said, but his voice was hoarse.

Within half a day, her voice became hoarse and she could hardly speak.

When she saw her again the next day, Jiang Ke'er noticed that her sky-blue hair, which had already turned gray, had become even paler, as if the color had been washed out.

Jiang Keer felt very guilty, she knew that her behavior had brought too much pressure to Si Lian.

However, she thought she could do it. Although it was difficult, as long as she didn't make any mistakes, she had a chance.

"Qingyi, if you have any other ideas, you'd better speak up as soon as possible," Si Lian said weakly.

"I want to reach the semi-finals first, and then surrender in the quarter-finals," Jiang Keer said.

If she could make it to the semi-finals, she would be able to complete the system mission and restore her strength.

She believed that if she was in full condition, dealing with these opponents would be as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

Si Lian nodded, then led the team into the arena.

Being in the top four is not bad, she thought to herself. As for what happens next, she can slowly convince these hot-blooded little guys.

The atmosphere in the stadium was still warm. The two teams that had just finished the game said goodbye to each other in a friendly manner, and then the bagpipe band was about to take the stage.

The day before the competition, the Bagpipe Team could not see the schedule, so Si Lian had to find the schedule first.

When Si Lian came back with the schedule, her face turned pale.

"Your opponent today..."

Jiang Keer also saw the schedule and was stunned.

On the white paper, there was a red name written in black and white.

Team of Gods.

The First Team of the Gods, also known as the Team of the Gods, Gods is the exclusive title of the main team of the Gods.

At the same time, they are also the champions of the last Shenzhou Cup.

My scalp felt a little numb. The thing I feared most finally happened.

This completely disrupted Jiang Keer's plan.

She had originally planned to meet Team Tianshen and Team Zhanhuang at the very end. As long as her luck wasn't too bad, she would most likely not meet them before the top four. That way, she would be able to face these powerful opponents who had once seriously injured Qiao Xiaoxian in full condition.

However, this time, her unlucky nature broke out again.

Jiang Ke'er pondered for a moment and said bluntly: "We surrender."

“Don’t you want to give it a try?” Jie Shui looked eager to try, and he was not afraid of fighting just because his opponent was the former champion team.

Jie Shui is a young and inexperienced person who is not afraid of tigers, but Jiang Ke'er knows how powerful the guy who could seriously injure Qiao Xiaoxian is. Even if it's two against one, she is not able to face it in this state.

Rather than facing such an opponent now, she believed that it would be easier to kill all the other teams in the resurrection match in her current state, and after success, she would be able to directly enter the semi-finals.

Anyway, in order to enter the loser group and participate in the resurrection match, you will have to surrender sooner or later, so you might as well choose now, conserve your strength, and give it a try in the resurrection match.

"The resurrection match is more difficult," Si Lian thought. She said, "Even the previous champion team only has five people, but in the resurrection match you will face the siege of hundreds of people."

"Two people from Team Tianshen injured Qiao Xiaoxian." Jiang Keer explained.

Si Lian's heart tightened.

She understood instantly and was horrified.

No matter which stage Qiao Xiaoxian is in, no matter how many opponents there are, if they can hurt her, that is the sign of a super strong person!

But the first thing she said was: "Is the injury serious?"

"It's not heavy," Jiang Ke'er lied.

Si Lian was visibly relieved.

"Then just do as you said, surrender directly and enter the loser group." Si Lian said dejectedly.

The situation seems to be becoming increasingly unfavorable.

Even though she had watched every game after the Shenzhou Cup rematch, Si Lian found that she still underestimated the strength of Tianshen Team and Zhanhuang Team. When she learned that those guys had actually hurt Qiao Xiaoxian, her heart completely sank to the bottom.

Even if they managed to make it out of the resurrection match, the Bagpipe team would not be able to overcome this hurdle. She knew the strength of the Bagpipe team.

"The top four is enough," Si Lian smiled bitterly, "It has greatly exceeded my expectations. As long as you can make it through the resurrection match, it will be fine. Remember not to be impulsive in the resurrection match. Your goal..."

"Kill them all. I'll do what I say." Jiang Ke'er interrupted.

Si Lian was speechless.

“No, your goal is to hide yourself well and wait for them to kill each other and then find a way to get out of the loser group!” Si Lian said sternly, releasing a little bit of the pressure from the Venerable.

However, no matter how much pressure she exerted this time, no one in the Bagpipe Squad lowered their heads. They just trembled, withstanding the pressure and stared at her.

After spending a long time together, the members of the Bagpipe Team have already realized that Si Lian is a person who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. No matter how much he scares everyone, he will never really punish them.

Those who are cared for are always fearless.

Si Lian dissipated the pressure dejectedly.

"Forget it. You all always have your own ideas," Si Lian turned around, her voice already hoarse and intermittent, making it difficult for others to hear clearly, "Let's go."

"Just leave like this?"

"Cowarded?"

"It's boring."

The members of Team God had just arrived at the scene and couldn't help but laugh when they saw the Bagpipe Team turning around and preparing to leave.

Jiang Ke'er turned around and memorized their faces one by one.

A man who looked like a Confucian scholar, holding a folding fan in his hand, sat on a wheelchair-like instrument.

A strong man stood behind him, holding the wheelchair.

A woman, with simple makeup and fairy-like clothes, but the sarcasm between her brows was no less than that of the ordinary people around her.

A killer with his face covered.

A hunchbacked woodcutter carrying an axe.

"I suggest that you all go have a big meal as soon as possible, sing karaoke, and meet your relatives and friends." Jiang Ke'er advised sincerely, then turned and left.

(3/3)

65. Young Reporter

Jiang Keer knew that before the result of the competition came out, verbal battles would no longer be of any help to the Bagpipe Team.

But those reporters seemed to have finally found an opportunity to vent. They surrounded the bagpipe team, chattering and asking questions non-stop, mocking them as much as possible, and asking some tricky questions.

But what’s strange is that at such a suitable time to break big news, Jiang Ke’er didn’t see the young reporter whose words were heartbreaking a few days ago.

Is this guy on holiday today? Or... is he really on my side? Or has he been humanely destroyed?

Ever since the conflict between the demon race and the human race broke out, entrants into the human media industry have been strictly controlled, and all demon race members are prohibited from joining.

In such an important place as the Shenzhou Cup, reporters from the demon race were naturally not allowed to enter, so the ones who could come to interview were all media sects controlled by the human race, and they had designated microphones from above.

Therefore, Jiang Keer has always been curious about the identity of a young reporter.

How on earth did this mudslide get in? !

Just as she was thinking about this, Jiang Keer saw that figure among the crowd at the exit.

Because he left such a deep impression on me in the past two days, even though he was not wearing professional attire and did not bring a photographer with him today, I still recognized him at a glance.

He was short and thin, with protruding facial bones. He did not have the healthy look of a monk at all. Instead, he looked like the African refugees he had seen in his previous life.

Feeling Jiang Keer's gaze, the young reporter hurriedly lowered his head, as if he was afraid that others would discover him, or afraid that others would misunderstand that there was some connection between him and Jiang Keer.

Jiang Ke'er looked away inadvertently to avoid causing any trouble to the other party.

The process of leaving the competition venue was extremely bumpy, just like swimming upstream in a turbulent river. The swarm of reporters seized the opportunity and did their best to provoke the members of the Bagpipe Squad with words, hoping to see their hysterical losers and get some eye-catching news from them.

Jiang Ke'er just responded with a smile.

After walking out of the competition venue and finally getting rid of the reporters, the little demons returned to where they lived.