Ling Zijie looked more carefully, in addition to Guan Xiaofei, he also included Tang Yan and Murong Feng in the list.

"Hey, do you see? I'm in the second group. Guan Xiaofei began to shout from the moment he saw his name, and after a while, he sighed in a regretful voice: "Hey, I really envy you, you don't have to be in a group with the top seed player in this competition, you are so lucky." ”

Guan Xiaofei laughed, and several people around him looked sideways, despising this guy who yelled in public, but he didn't care at all, patted Meng Hu and Da B's shoulders, and sighed that they were really lucky not to be in a group with him, and they were blessed in their previous lives.

Meng Hu kept his head and didn't speak, Big B raised his head and glared at him and said, "Hurry up and sit down, you are blocking the people behind." ”

Guan Xiaofei glanced back at a few students who were glaring angrily behind him, sat down and said with an exaggerated expression: "They are actually quite lucky, they can see the demeanor of the champion so early, they must be very lucky in their hearts, you didn't see their eyes just now, that feeling of reverence and envy seems to come from the bottom of my heart, I think ......"

"I think you should shut up." Ling Zijie, who had not spoken, finally couldn't stand this guy's coquettish narcissism, and couldn't help but choke him.

"I agree." Big B nodded.

"Me too." Meng Hu chimed in.

"I ......" Guan Xiaofei wanted to say something, but the three of them turned their heads and glared at him, he had to shrug his shoulders and shut up immediately.

He had just seen the threat in the eyes of these three guys, and if he dared to say more, it was estimated that ten of his fingers would really be broken by them.

Guan Xiaofei shut up, the surroundings finally quieted down, and soon, all ten groups of groups had been matched, Guan Xiaofei was in the second group, Meng Hu was in the fourth group, and Big B was very unfortunate to be divided into seven groups at the same time as Ling Zijie.

"That, Brother Jie, how are your skills? If we match up then, do you want me to release water for you? Big B didn't expect it to be such a grouping result, seeing that his name was side by side with Ling Zijie, he smiled and joked with Ling Zijie.

Although this guy is not as narcissistic and stinky as Guan Xiaofei to promote his skills everywhere, his attainments in the game of Mecha Alliance are really not low, and he is a gangster who wanders the streets all day long, which one is not spending his youth in an Internet café?

Hearing Big B say this, the simpler Meng Hu actually looked at Ling Zijie worriedly, in his eyes, although Ling Zijie was very good at training, but after all, this time it was a game, which was different from ordinary training.

"Brother Jie, have you played before? You can't afford to lose! He said cautiously.

He knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to win in such a competition, but he didn't want Ling Zijie to be eliminated, since he entered the Dragon God Academy, this big brother who trained like a madman has always been his idol in his heart, in his heart, when he was a child, his mother told him to study hard and make progress every day, which should be what Ling Zijie showed, so he can lose himself, but he will never allow his idol to collapse.

"It's okay, I've been pulled by a little fat man to play a few games before, and I'm quite familiar, in fact, even if I lose, it's nothing, fighting with spirits, hiding in the iron bump is not a skill." Ling Zijie smiled and rubbed Meng Hu's head, although this burly northwest boy was half a head taller than himself, he had always been a stupid child in his eyes.

"How can that work? You've trained so hard, it's a shame to lose here. Meng Hu said a word, but there seemed to be some loss in his tone, what Ling Zijie said just now, he felt that Ling Zijie was not very sure about this competition.

"Okay, I'll do my best, don't worry." Ling Zijie smiled and agreed to him, and looked at the rostrum again.

There, the matching of the ten groups of matches has ended on the screen, and the opponents in each group have also been distributed, but judging from the name, the opponents of the four of them in the first round are relatively unfamiliar, and they should not be students of the Dragon God Academy.

"Once the match is complete, the results of the next round and the opponents of the next round will also be displayed on your respective screens after random matchmaking, if there are no other problems, please go to the competition room on the second floor immediately, and our match will start immediately." Zhang Qiang spoke, and the big screen behind him slowly rose, and the light refocused on his glittering head.

"Yo Xi, it's finally begun, you scumbags, welcome your king in a trembling, hahaha." Guan Xiaofei jumped up from the chair as soon as Zhang Qiang announced the end of the match, and ran out to the second floor excitedly with his hands held high.

Big B Meng Hu and Ling Zijie sat on their seats, looked at Guan Xiaofei who was leaving like the wind, glanced at each other, and looked at each other.

"Let's go, let's go up too." Ling Zijie said a word, and took the lead in getting up and walking to the second floor, with Meng Hu and Big B following behind him.

Entering the second floor, due to the distance between the fourth and seventh groups, Meng Hu and Ling Zijie separated from each other, and before parting, Meng Hu looked back at Ling Zijie and waved his fist and said, "Brother Jie, you must win!" After speaking, without waiting for Ling Zijie to answer, he turned around and left.

Big B and Ling Zijie stood in place and watched his back disappear into the corner of the corridor, Big B smiled, raised his hand and patted Ling Zijie's shoulder and said, "This kid has great expectations for you, don't let him down." ”

After speaking, Big B turned around and walked forward, Ling Zijie was still standing in place, and after a while, he couldn't help but smile and shook his head, turned around and caught up with Big B's footsteps.

Ling Zijie's number is No. 21, and he is matched with No. 05, a player named Wang Shuchao, a name he has not heard of before, and he thinks that it should be a young master specially selected by the hidden family in order to participate in this operation.

But what about the masters? Now the competition is reaction and operation speed, although their reaction is not bad, but compared to Ling Zijie, who has been tormented in the training space for four or five years, ordinary ground level powerhouses must not be able to keep up with his rhythm.

Thinking of this, Ling Zijie couldn't help but smile secretly, and stretched out his hand to push open the metal door in front of him that read No. 21 of the seventh group.

"...... here" When he opened the door and saw the scene inside, what came out of his head was Wu Haozhe's chubby face, but he didn't expect that the layout in this room was exactly the same as the game room that Wu Haozhe made out in his study, and suddenly, he seemed to remember Wu Haozhe's sentence in his ears again, how about it, very surprised!

Closing the door, turning on the machine, and sitting back on the operating chair, he suddenly had a feeling of going back in time, as if what he had done in the past few months was a dream, and the real him had actually been playing games with Wu Haozhe.

Thinking of this, he even looked at the chair next to him, feeling that Wu Haozhe should be sitting in that place, complaining to himself with a dark face.

Airplanes! The sudden light made Ling Zijie's thoughts return, and the iconic icon of the Mecha Alliance was still flashing on the screen, and finally officially entered the game after a few times.

There are no cutscenes in the usual games, and after the game is opened, you directly enter the mecha selection interface, but on the interface at this time, all mecha are in a sealed state, that is, they are not optional, and the only one that lights up is the mecha that Ling Zijie has been using, Ranger No. 1.