Luo Tianhua was stunned for a while with the No. 8 license plate, and saw that everyone had handed over the number plate, so he handed the number plate to the red-robed magic monk.

After the red-robed magic monk collected all the number plates, he used a small magic spell of wind sound to send his voice far away and said: "The ranking of the third round of qualifiers has been decided! On the 2nd platform, the fast attack system Simon Tangheller vs. the long-range system Trek. On platform 3, the French and martial arts department Feng Zeguang fought against the long-range department Sidomike. On the 4th platform, the shadow stab system Zampu Ailu fought against the strong shield system Qi Puwen. On platform 5, the Franco-military system of Londosaru vs. the cavalry of the Pythia. On stage 6, Emily Moka vs. Shield Annotakiye. On stage 7, the Stygian Huston of the French Martial Arts Department fought against the Shadow Thorn Pergeledov. The No. 8 duel is Tianhua Luo Buluo, and he directly advances to the top 8!"

The others didn't have much to say, only a tall, lanky man from the ranged department objected: "Why can No. 8 have a bye instead of playing against a loser to determine the last quarter-finalist?"

The red-robed magic monk looked at the tall and thin man with an expressionless face and said, "Your name is Cui Ke, right?"

"What does the question I ask have to do with where I'm from?" the tall, lean man didn't deny it, but just asked rhetorically.

The red-robed magic monk ignored his words, but turned to Luo Tianhua and said, "Rob Luo boy, release the puppet rat in your hand." ”

Luo Tianhua was stunned for a moment, and with some reluctance, he took out the puppet mouse from the backpack space and said, "Don't give me this thing?"

The red-robed magic monk rolled his eyes when he heard this, and directly sent a wind magic to take the puppet rat in Luo Tianhua's hand back into his hand, and said to Cui Ke: "Aren't you unconvinced? Now I'll give you a chance." I'll put the puppet rat in my hand on this battle table now, and if you can catch it in ten minutes, I'll let Tianhua Robluo exchange numbers with you. But if you can't catch it, you'll be eliminated directly. You, accept it?"

Trick glanced at the puppet rat that was held in the hand of the red-robed magic monk, and agreed without saying a word.

The red-robed magic monk sneered and said, "The others withdrew from the battle table to make room for Trek. After everyone else stepped down, the red-robed magic monk casually threw the puppet rat onto the stage and said coldly, "Let's start!"

Trik also sneered, took out a short bow casually, and shot four arrows at a rapid glance. However, the puppet rat made a clever turn, and actually turned a corner in the middle of the way, and did not run away according to the route that Trek had expected.

Trik frowned, took four arrows again, and aimed steadily for a few moments before letting go of his fingers. The puppet rat suddenly accelerated, slammed out of a distance, but escaped from Trek's arrow again.

Trek was a little impatient, and he didn't care about ensuring the integrity of the puppet rat, and when he touched the quiver, the dark green light on his body suddenly rose, but he used the fighting skill to shoot out seven arrows in a row.

The puppet rat was also extremely slippery, and even ran and turned around and returned the same way, and Trek's seven arrows didn't even touch the puppet rat's tail.

Then I saw that the battle platform was dark green on one side, and there was silence on the other, but the number of arrows inserted on the platform was slowly rising, until ten minutes later, Trek had shot thousands of arrows, and the puppet rat was still coming and going freely among the arrows.

The red-robed magic monk made a move, and the puppet rat was swept back into his hand by a stream of air, "Can you take it?"

At this time, Trick was already red-eyed, and he looked like a gambler with red eyes and shouted, "I don't accept it! This puppet rat can't hide from all my fighting skills! Someone must be manipulating!"

The red-robed magic monk turned to Luo Tianhua and said, "You catch him again." ”

Who knew that Luo Tianhua turned his head at this time, as if he hadn't heard.

The red-robed magic monk was about to have a seizure as soon as his eyebrows were raised, but Dean Mark stood up and pressed the red-robed magic monk's shoulder to suppress his anger, but he opened his mouth and smiled: "You kid is really unprofitable, okay, okay, if you can catch that puppet rat again, it will be yours!"

Luo Tianhua just reacted and turned his head to look at Dean Mark and smiled: "Yo, Dean Mark, were you talking to me just now? I'm sorry, I really didn't know that it was said to me, and I didn't name or give a surname, who knows if there is a person named 'you', right? I'm really afraid that I will be mistaken." You mean let me catch that puppet rat again, don't you? That's fine! ”

Dean Mark shook his head and pointed at Luo Tianhua and said with a smile: "Little slippery head, why aren't you from the Ute Empire? Born in the Mowu Empire, it's really a waste of half of your talents." As he spoke, he took the puppet rat in the hands of the red-robed magic monk and threw it on the battle platform and said, "Oops! I forgot to open the shield of the battle platform! Hurry up and catch it! Otherwise, this little guy will soon run off the battle platform! Tianhua Luo Buluo, if you can't catch it, prepare to take the place of No. 2!"

Luo Tianhua had already cooled down at this time, and when he heard Dean Mark's words, he just rolled his eyes, flashed onto the battle platform, and then teleported the puppet rat to the ground.

Cui Ke hadn't seen the puppet rat that Luo Tianhua had caught before, but this time he was dumbfounded, and his mouth was trembling, "This...... This...... It's cheating, it's not! it's ...... Lucky ......"

Luo Tianhua glanced at Ya when he passed by and said, "Do you care if I'm unlucky?" Anyway, I know you're definitely not so lucky. Goodbye Eliminator!"

After speaking, Luo Tianhua didn't look at the dejected Cui Ke at a glance, so he stuffed the puppet mouse into the backpack space, and got off the stage to high-five Simon to celebrate.

Dean Mark whispered something to the red-robed magic monk before taking his seat again. The red-robed magic monk stood up and said, "At Trek's request, it will be eliminated directly now." No. 2 and No. 8 have a bye at the same time, and the rules for the top 8 need to be changed a little, and the losers of the remaining six groups will each get a chance to resurrect, and they can choose any of the top 8 students to challenge at will, and the winner will go up and the loser will go down. Keep in mind that each person only has one chance to challenge, and the successful candidate will enter the top 8 candidates, and the number of battles will not be counted in the number of challenges. Now, please go to the challenge desk with your number and prepare. ”

Luo Tianhua and Simon glanced at each other, it seems that this rule has been changed for the two of them! After punching each other the shoulder, the two separated with a smile, one to prepare on the No. 2 battle table, and the other to prepare on the No. 8 battle platform.