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At 2 p.m., the number of teams participating in the official hall was reduced to half of the morning's level. There are now only 25 teams that are still eligible to participate in the competition.

Even the Great Hall, which can accommodate more than 400 people, has shrunk to a hall that can only accommodate more than 200 people. As a result, the synagogue still looked overcrowded.

Before the start of the game, as in the morning, there is a draw of the numbers for the competition. But there is a slight difference, because there are only 25 teams, so there will be one team that will advance directly to the semi-finals.

And this number with direct promotion rights is the median of the 25 numbers - number 13.

"Little Liu, you know, we won't say more." Geng Chao sighed lightly, and then lay down calmly.

"Can I temporarily change the authority of the team leader?" Ling Ling looked at him aggrievedly.

"No way!" Geng Chao didn't bother to open his eyes, and directly refused.

"Below, we invite 25 participating teams to walk up to the main ~ table and draw the numbers of this round of battles! The number 13, which has the right to direct promotion, will be spent on whom, let's wait and see! The supporters shouted enthusiastically.

At this time, the 25 team leaders stood up one after another and walked onto the main ~ table. Ling Ling's position is still the same as in the morning, but it is a little closer to the position of the lottery.

"Please come forward and draw numbers from the signal flag group A of country E!"

The first person to draw the number is still the leader of the Signal Flag Group A, and I don't know why he likes to stand in the first position. Maybe he just wants to be the first of all...

This person walked to the lottery carton, still poked his right hand into the carton, and still tinkered with the same number of times.

"I don't know if it's still No. 3." Ling Ling thought so in his heart.

When his right hand drew ~ out of the carton, the results were already announced on the big screen, "It's a pity that the number drawn by the leader of the signal flag group A is No. 3!" ”

"Sleep~ groove, this is the rhythm of the hell?!" Ling Ling was shocked.

However, from the second team onwards, they drew different numbers than they did in the morning. In this way, Ling Ling's heart was also calmed down.

"Please ask the alpha A group that has passed E to come forward and draw numbers!"

The leader of the Alpha A group strode to the carton, and as soon as his right hand poked in, he grabbed ~ a number and drew it out directly, and he didn't seem to even have any interest in tinkering with the screening.

"It's a pity that the number drawn by the leader of Alpha A is number 1!"

This made Ling Ling, who was originally worried that he would draw No. 1, and instantly became full of confidence in the draw of No. 13.

As the numbers in the carton were drawn out one by one, there was still no shadow of the 13th. Until the third-to-last group draw, there were only three numbers left in the carton - 11, 22 and Lucky Prize 13.

"Please ask the mobile response combat unit of country B to come forward and draw the number!"

With excitement, the team leader walked quickly to the carton and poked his right hand into the carton. After fiddling for a long time, it seemed a little hesitant. Anyway, now after all, it's one of the three, and any one of them could be that lucky number.

When he was young, he closed his eyes and jerked ~ out a number.

"It's a pity that the number drawn by the head of the mobile response combat unit is the 22nd!"

"Hey, what a pity!" He shook his head regretfully and returned to the team leader dejectedly.

"Please ask the leader of Legend B to come forward and draw numbers!"

"Senior, you have no hope." The Ghost King smiled at Ling Ling and strode to the lottery carton.

However, after the ghost king poked his left hand into the cardboard box, the expression on his face was not as relaxed as when he went, and he looked very melancholy. Everyone could clearly see that the ghost king reached into the left hand of the cardboard box, swinging back and forth. It seems that between those two numbers, it is difficult to choose.

In the case of one or the other, although either one is possible. But after picking up this one, you will feel that the other one is more likely. came and went back and forth for more than ten times, and the ghost king didn't decide which number to choose.

At this time, Ling Ling's heart was also very anxious, watching the ghost king hesitate, he wanted to be born urged, but he was afraid that after his birth urging, he would make a mistake and draw No. 13.

Therefore, Ling Ling's current mood is not much better than that of the Ghost King, and it can even be said that he is even more worried than the Ghost King's emotions. Because the ghost king's lottery this time not only determines his own fate, but also determines Ling Ling's fate.

As the Ghost King slowly pulled out his left hand, the expression on Ling Ling's face became more and more solemn, cloudy and uncertain.

"It's a pity that the number drawn by Team Leader B is No. 11!"

“yes！！” Ling Ling snorted excitedly.

"The last remaining lucky number No. 13 will fall into the hands of the leader of the legend A group, let us use warm applause to congratulate the leader of the legend A group!" The host said loudly.

Got the lucky number, Ling Ling looked like a villain, and walked back to his seat with his head held high, "See no, see no, the lucky prize is drawn by me!" ”

"That can only be said that their luck is relatively scummy, and they didn't draw the 13th. The last number 13 is an abandoned number, not a number that you draw based on your ability. Geng Chao still muttered a word.

"Even if I pick up the leak, I also pick up the leak with my ability, why do you want to erase the credit I got by picking up the leak!" Ling Ling argued dissatisfiedly.

"Hmph, isn't this the phrase that was popular on the Internet more than ten years ago?" Geng Chao opened his eyelids lazily and glanced at him contemptuously.

The original words of that sentence were: People killed me with their ability, why do you say that I will give away my head! With such a fresh and refined discourse, it is hard to imagine that this is a sentence to justify one's own mistakes or mistakes. Xu Ming casually closed the system's search interface, and his words were full of mockery.

"Anyway, the end result is that I got the lucky number, and you sarcastically mock me again, this fact cannot be changed!"

Ling Ling was obviously not willing to talk to them about this pointless matter. He snorted heavily, and his provocative gaze swept over Geng Chao, Xu Ming and others, and then sat on the sofa with a fart~ and lay down.

Soon the first group of matches began.

Not to mention, watching other people's competitions, time flies much faster than participating in the competition yourself. Every game, before he has watched it all, the game is over.

Almost two hours into it, the whole round was already coming to an end. Some of these ten games are extremely exciting, and some are lengthy and boring.

"The next game is the game of the ghost king." Ling Ling reminded softly.

"Not to mention, we don't seem to have followed their game for so long. This time, it is a good time to test how far their strength has grown. Geng Chao said.