The silver light brain arranges the order of the duel through the nameplate, and then sends the names and matches of the candidates to each other's nameplates, and the candidates rely on the number of battles to fight.

It took less than a minute to lay out the sequence of battles.

After the sorting is completed, the first game of the knockout round will begin.

The fierce man jumped into the ring, and his huge size made people really wonder if he was eighteen years old, and he roared angrily: "Where is Cheng Xingsong, come and die quickly!" ”

A handsome scholar holding a white paper fan jumped into the ring and said, "I am Cheng Xingsong, and I haven't asked your name yet." ”

"Less nonsense, let's make a move!"

At the moment when the battle whistle sounded, the two of them always fought together with their own martial arts. Such battles unfold in a thousand rings at the same time, and the scene is spectacular.

Since there were too many candidates applying for the War Academy, Ling Hao wasted half of his energy to find Feng Yan'er and his party in the crowd.

"Yan'er, how many games are you?" Ling Hao asked.

"The thirteenth thousand eight hundred and forty-one, the opponent is Wang Zhangming."

Feng Yan'er handed over the number plate in his hand and showed it to Ling Hao. Her number is exactly 13841, which corresponds to her number of games.

"Qin Xin, what about yours?"

"In the 13,842nd game, the opponent is Wu Xuecai." Su Qinxin also introduced.

"Boss, why do you ask me?" Steel Tooth asked Ling Hao very aggrieved.

"Dead open, are you a woman?" Ling Hao replied decisively, directly, and without hesitation. The essence of heavy color and light friends has been brought to the extreme, and Steel Tooth even wants to cry and faint in the toilet.

Since Ling Hao and his party were in the middle when they signed up, the order of Feng Yan'er and Su Qinxin's battle was in the middle.

Even if there were a thousand rings in the palace, forty thousand would average out to forty times for each ring.

Now there is a wait, Ling Hao can only accompany Su Feng and the others, waiting for the battle to come.

However, the conference stipulates that each game should not exceed half an hour, and if it is exceeded, both of them will be eliminated.

This is also normal, the battlefield is changing rapidly, and not being able to resolve the battle as soon as possible is putting yourself in a dangerous situation.

The condition for victory is to make the opponent lose the ability to fight, or let the opponent take the initiative to admit defeat, and there are no restrictions on the way to fight.

While Ling Hao waited for the battle to come, he took the second daughter to wander around the field, silently observing the battle situation of the monks on the field.

With his keen observation, Ling Hao had a rough judgment on the victory and defeat of more than 100 games.

Just when Ling Hao was tired of watching and was about to find a place to rest, a team of people suddenly blocked Ling Hao's way.

"Yo, isn't this the champion of this preliminary competition, why do you always come to watch the game, are you idle and bored here, are you interested in gambling and earning some pocket money."

The person who came was also a bald head, but unlike Ling Hao's bald head, this person had a face full of flesh and a black dragon tattooed all over his body.

Ling Hao knew it as soon as he saw this person's outfit

He is the owner of a special gambling market, and the handicap is to suppress the winners and losers of the contestants, so as to earn spirit stones.

"I'm not interested, get out of here!" Ling Hao has never liked to deal with such people.

"Don't, you're not interested in me, you should always be interested in spirit stones!" The bald man said with a smile on his face.

"You don't understand people, do you?" Ling Hao was a little angry.

"Hehe, okay, I'll go, I'll go, but I heard that although the champion of this dynasty won the first place in the exam, he is a wine bag and rice bag, and he has no strength at all, it seems to be true!" The bald head said to his subordinates before he stood up, and his voice was extremely loud, for fear that Ling Hao would not hear it.

"What do you say? I'll burn you! As soon as Feng Yan'er heard that this person slandered Ling Hao's reputation, a fire was sacrificed in his hand, and he wanted to burn this bald head.

"Hey, Miss Feng, you can't beat me, you look at what the cards on my chest are, it's not too late to do it." The bald head seems to have experienced such a wonderful thing, and he doesn't look flustered at all.

"City Alliance Logo, do you think I won't dare to do it like this?" Feng Yan'er naturally recognized what it was.

The bald chest is the symbol of the City Alliance mentioned above, if Feng Yan'er hurts him, he will inevitably be hunted down by the ten city alliances.

"Yan'er, don't be impulsive, I'll deal with this!" Ling Hao stood up and said that he didn't want to make trouble, but everyone was bullying him, and he couldn't do it if he didn't make a move.

"Say, how you want to play, I'll accompany you to the end." Ling Hao said to him stiffly.

"Okay, refreshed, let's bet on the winners and losers of these people, you bet at will, and guess the winner correctly wins. I will compensate you according to the handicap ratio. Do you dare to play? The bald man looked at Ling Hao and said.

"There's nothing you dare, give me the handicap." Ling Hao said.

The bald man beckoned, and his subordinates handed over a spiritual weapon. Ling Hao took it and handed it to Su Qinxin, who understood what he meant and injected spiritual power into the spirit plate.

A flash of light flashed, and the handicap for a thousand battles in the War Seminary was on it.

In the first game, the betting ratio of the monk against the Qingxiu scholar was 0.6:1, which was obviously a bigger chance of winning for the big man.

The big man with a tiger's back is a spiritual monk, and his body is extremely hard and tempered by horizontal flesh, reaching the point of invulnerability.

Qingxiu scholar is a spiritual monk, and he is proficient in the use of spiritual path, and he has also worked hard at first glance.

The strength of the two sides is about the same, but the endurance of the spirit monk is obviously higher than that of the spirit monk, and if it falls into a protracted battle, the spirit monk will definitely lose.

And the scene, Dahan also did it, he fought steadily, constantly using spiritual skills to consume the spiritual power of the scholar, waiting for the opportunity for the scholar to run out.

It is not bad for ordinary people to reason like this, but Ling Hao saw through it, the clothes worn by the scholar were a spiritual weapon, which would be the key to his turning defeat into victory.

The gamble between the two instantly attracted a large number of monks to watch.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Wang Shan, he has a professional evaluation team, and Ling Hao is just a refiner."

"Yes, I also support Wang Shan, Ling Hao is afraid that he will lose his pants this time."

"Not necessarily, what if he only bets on one spirit stone? Hahahaha......"

"How about it, have you thought about the bet object, how much to bet, but since you are a novice, I suggest you buy less, lest you lose and even the two beauties can't afford to raise, hahahaha......" The bald boss laughed presumptuously.

"Hehe, I'm not afraid that I can't afford it, but I'm afraid that you can't afford it." Ling Hao said calmly.

"Less nonsense, there is no game that I Wang Shan can't afford to lose, bet!"

Ling Hao's fingers frantically clicked on the spirit plate, and he clicked more than a hundred times in a second.

He handed out the spirit plate in his hand and said, "The hundred people I selected, all bet on 10,000 spirit stones, a total of 1 million spirit stones, here is the gambling money!" ”

Ling Hao touched the technology ring in his hand, and with a flash of blue light, a hundred spirit crystals appeared in front of the bald head.

The bald head looked at the drooling and said, "Oh my God, this is a hundred spirit crystals, I have never seen so many spirit crystals." ”

After speaking, he wanted to pounce, but Ling Hao's figure stopped in front of him in a flash, and said, "Slow, the victory or defeat has not yet been decided!" ”

"Hehe, don't regret it, someone actually sent me so many spirit crystals." The bald man took the spirit plate in Ling Hao's hand and found that the person Ling Hao chose to win was very different from the person predicted by his expert team, which meant that he would definitely make a lot of money.

His team is professional!

Time passed little by little, and the victory and defeat in the field gradually became clear.

The bald man's face gradually turned pale, and he found that Ling Hao's accuracy in predicting victory and defeat was much higher than that of his own professional team.

Take the first game as an example, the originally inferior scholar actually relied on the spirit armor on his body to defeat the powerful man.

Exactly the same as Ling Hao's prediction, the bald head carefully counted the 100 wins and losses predicted by Ling Hao, and they were all right.

"Oh my God, this is terrifying! Are you able to see through the future? The bald head asked bitterly.

"I can't see through the future, but I can win all your money!" Ling Hao said with a smile.

Wang Shan lost four or five hundred thousand yuan at once, and he was very depressed, and he asked, "Can you tell me why you predicted so accurately?" ”

"Because I'm a monk too!"

"Then why don't you join the War Seminary?" Wang Shan asked, this is also the confusion of the monks present.

Ling Hao didn't answer, took the money, and walked out.

"He didn't participate because no one in the room was his opponent!" Su Qinxin said faintly before leaving.