"I think everyone knows the process, I'll talk about it here. First of all, each of our teams had to wear acoustic plugs – the white ear tips that we each held in our hands. And each team has its own number, each separated by a partition. This is not only to avoid external interference, but also a mandatory requirement made by the organizer to prevent the participating teams from cheating. Each level is a knockout round, and only the team that answers the question correctly can continue to walk. This is both a test of our intellect and a test of our luck. But because of that big flicker, the team rose to 35. This is not good news for us. What's worse news is that I heard that there are still winning champions from previous years, and the situation is very tricky, but we can't give up, we can only fight. Come on!" is worthy of the thoughtful Baijiali, who can quickly find his own positioning, he is the core of this team. If even he is messed up, then the core idea of the team will definitely deviate.

At the same time, the rest of the teams are gearing up and jumping on the action.

There is no shortage of veteran racers who have participated in the "Team Guessing Contest" in many disciplines, and they have a better chance of winning than newbies. Because they have studied the question routine. If the question types are a little similar, they will be able to answer them fluently.

"Hehe, those rookies still think they can win in the end!

"I just hope that the organizers give them more hope, and don't kill one at once, then it's boring!"

"I can't wait to see them sink into despair a little bit!

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll pay two thousand rupees and block the tenth. That pair seems to have seen them in the last session, and their strength is not weak!"

"Do you want to start so soon? Then I'll give three thousand rupees and block the twenty-two. That team is full of sharp-beaked monkey gills, and at first glance they are shrewd guys. I'm very similar to KDLI!

"It's a bit too big to judge this year. I'll bet on the small - a thousand rupees - the fifteenth position. The captain seems to be a very upright guy who should be smart. ”

The three in the center of the arena whispered, staring at the surrounding teams one by one, judging and guessing which team would survive the first two games.

"Jakes, you're betting on it, it's almost time for the game to start!" his teammate reminded.

Known as Jakes was a red-haired boy wearing a brown cap, a dark wallet, and a pair of white cotton shoes that had been yellow and black. Although his dress is sloppy and indecent, what is even more offensive is that he looks no different from a gangster who has dropped out of school to work.

However, it was such a little gangster who led the four ruffians to win many "Team Guessing Contests"!

His intelligence was terrifying, and if he hadn't been young, he would have been sent to study the composition of the brain. It is precisely because he is too smart that he has a dislike of learning at a very young age, in his original words, "There is no difference between school teaching and infant learning, I don't want to stay with those mentally retarded, I would rather learn from hooligans, at least they can bring me freshness".

"Well, I'll bet five thousand rupees, number one. Jakes touched his chin and said with his eyes fogged. From the moment he entered until now, he has been staring at the team in the number one position. Staring at a girl in the team, to be exact.

The girl looked about the same age as him, about 15 years old. The black hair is tied up in a single ponytail, the two long foreheads cover the fair and thin face, and the light makeup of the eyes and lips adds a touch of charm. was originally a cute girl, but she gave people a mature and capable feeling.

Looking closely, there was no childishness in her eyes, but rather calm and terrifying, more like the murderous aura that belonged to a killer - cold, absolutely, without the slightest pity.

It's perfect! This is the goddess in my heart! It's not like the little kids at school!

Jax suppressed his excitement and watched her back silently. The main reason was that he didn't dare, because in addition to her, the other three were all burly men, and the scars on their faces were as frightening as centipedes.

It is not a perennial knife that licks blood, and it will not leave this kind of scar.

Moreover, their costumes speak volumes about who they are.

A snow-white robe with a gray-white flame tattoo on its back - once stained with blood, it will burn like a real spark.

The Northwest Overlord Red Flame Regiment has tens of thousands of men under his command, and the Northwest is full of their eyeline.

Even if it is a 'Golden Martial Arts' powerhouse, once they step into the Northwest Realm, they have to act according to their rules!

If he disobeys, he will never see the sun rise the next day.

Instead, he was hanged from the tower that night, his limbs cut off, his abdomen cut open, and his intestines pulled out and hung to the ground.

In the end, he was frozen into a stick by the ice and snow.

Because of its strength and cruelty, people are afraid of the Red Flame Regiment, and at the same time, they also want to join the Red Flame Regiment.

Jakes falls into the latter category, and even makes joining the Red Flame Regiment his adult goal.

He had studied the Red Flame Regiment for a long time, and he could see at a glance that this girl's position was not low, at least the leader of the group. The other three men were undoubtedly guards.

But he was a little puzzled by what purpose they were here for. It stands to reason that the rewards of this kind of competition are not in their eyes at all.

The Red Flame Tuan family has a great cause, and its wealth is even richer than that of the country. It's just a B-class weapon, and it's not worth the group leader to come in person.

"What is the reason? I'm curious! I hope you don't get eliminated too soon, Goddess!" Jakes smiled mysteriously, putting one hand around his neck and twisting it so hard that his bones gurgled.

By making this gesture, Jax is focused.

"Now I will read out the rules of this competition: after the start of the competition, all competitors are asked to wear the masking plug until the end of the competition. During the game, anyone who takes off or moves the masked plug will be regarded as a foul, and the team will be disqualified from the competition on the spot! Each team can only have one chance to answer the question with a pen in each level of the test, and once the answer is filled, it cannot be changed! Each team has only one chance to 'negate' and 'approve' the answer of other teams, once the answer of the other team is 'negative', the answer will be deemed invalid, if the person who is denied does not have 'yes' in his hand, or has not received the 'yes' rescue from the other team, the person who has been denied is out...... Now, I announce that the competition is officially open! I ask the proctor to check that the contestants are wearing the plugs! I will present the first level on this stage. Interested guests can answer the questions in their hearts, but the answers they say are invalid. With that, the host motioned to the invigilator to start supervising whether the contestants were wearing the plugs.

After confirming that everything is correct, the host moves a square object on the edge of the stage to the center of the stage. I saw him take out a transparent rough stone from the object, and after hitting it, it suddenly emitted a dazzling light. He placed the shiny rough stone back into the cube, and a clear white light immediately shone from the top of the cube onto the backdrop of the stage.

After the host slightly adjusted the position of the original stone, the black words gradually became clear.

The large number 160 appears on top of the black letter, and it keeps decreasing.

Apparently telling everyone that this is time.

The results will be announced as soon as the time is up.

At zero hour, he couldn't hear any sound, he could only see the words on the background cloth, although he knew them all, but the combination made him completely confused.

Topic: Yort and Ampère want to know Il's birthday, but Il-jokingly gives Yot and Ampere ten possible dates: January 15th, January 16th, January 19th, April 17th, April 18th, June 14th, June 16th, July 14th, July 15th, and July 17th. Ilr only told Yot about the month and told Ampere about the day. Yot said: I don't know the month of Il, but I know Ampere won't know either. Ampere replied: At first I didn't know Il's birthday, but now I do. Yot also replied: Then I know too. So, what is Il's birthday?

It was as if 10,000 horses were galloping past in his heart, and there were people who came up with this kind of question! Isn't it the regular choice of one out of four? Doesn't this ten choices make it more difficult for everyone? Since only one answer is allowed in one team. Therefore, as long as a player fills in the paper, it means that the whole team cannot change it.

What to do?

Zero Shi looked at his teammates next to him and found that they were also stuck in a dead loop of words, racking their brains and trying to sort out the subtext of the three's dialogue.

On the other hand, Shenjie looked relaxed and seemed to be confident, but after a closer look, she found that she was just in a daze.

Baijiali frowned, the number kept decreasing, and his mood became more and more anxious. In just 160 seconds, several grains of sweat had dripped from his forehead.

Seeing that the number was about to be cleared, Zoe picked up the pen and wrote "June 16th" with a big stroke of the pen under the horrified gaze of her teammates.

"It's time!, ask the invigilator to collect the answers of all the contestants. I'll announce the answer to the first question – June 16th!" the moderator said, holding up the answer on the paper in his hand.

Zero hour raised his hand and high-fived Zoe in celebration.

It doesn't matter if he's blindfolded or speculated.

The important thing is that they passed the first level!

Due to the tight schedule, many teams were unable to write the answers, and even if they did, they were the wrong answers.

In the first hurdle alone, nearly half of the teams left the arena in disgrace. Those with bad tempers scolded and left, claiming that they would never come again.

Of course, the guests present will not pay attention to the loser's every move. More of their eyes were on the few remaining teams to start a new round of betting.

In fact, that's what this competition really means. Many of these teams were deliberately arranged by the wealthy as betting chips.

Will the follow-up questions be more difficult? No one knows.

Most people can only fill in the answer with a hint of luck.