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Seeing Mo Bai on the field, Sasha's heart settled down a little, and after making plans to talk to the other party after the game, she immediately got down to business and announced the rules of the game.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

She covered her face with a white cloth with a sound amplification effect, so that her voice could be heard clearly in this open and empty square, "The rules of the competition are as follows. ”

"First of all, everybody goes to the front of the stage to draw lots, and randomly matches opponents according to the number balls you draw, and after eliminating the fourteen contestants, the remaining fourteen winners will draw the number balls again, and so on, and now, the one who hears the name comes up first. ”

"The first, Wenger!"

......

"Mo Bai!"

Hearing his name, Mo Bai walked to the front of the stage, casually put his hand into the square box with a hole at the top that only allowed one hand to enter, and after a while, he grabbed a yellow sphere from inside, on which a pitch-black number was written - twenty-one.

"Mo Bai, twenty-one. The opponent is, Lu Chen of the 22nd. ”

didn't ask where Lu Chen was, Mo Bai took the number ball and returned to his original position.

"Wow, Lu Chen, you're so lucky, the opponent is actually that civilian rookie!"

In another circle, a little boy suddenly let out a low strange cry and looked at the red-haired boy beside him with envy.

"What's the good thing, I just came up and met a guy who may not even have awakened the fighting spirit, and others will say that I can't win. ”

The red-haired boy named Lu Chen pursed his lips, but he was interested. In his opinion, the difficulty of the duel with Mo Bai is tantamount to crushing an ant to death, it is not challenging, but it is boring.

"Leaving the arena or falling to the ground is a failure, and now, the game begins. ”

After the draw of lots, the competition officially began, and the Sasha beauty, as the referee, slowly took off into the air, leaving a huge fighting table for the two contestants.

As the sound began to fall, the two fought directly together, and as their fighting soul phantom appeared, a faint fighting spirit erupted, and everyone knew their level, the girl was level eight, and her opponent was a level seven boy.

There was no suspense, this was an overwhelming battle, and the boy at level seven was kicked out of the arena by a girl who was a whole level above him after supporting him for less than half a minute, causing boos.

"Hey, Wenger, you're so useless, you actually lost at the hands of the!"

Someone scoffed.

"In the first game, Bischman won. In the next game, Liang Xin, against Du Yuzhe!"

......

After watching the two games, Mo Bai was already yawning, it was really boring, the battle between these seventh-level and eighth-level students was no different from the fight between children in his eyes, there was no skill at all, and it was very vulgar.

For him, this is not as interesting as talking to Liu Weiyan, this jealous guy didn't know when he came over with his three doglegs, and began to taunt Mo Bai: "It's a pity, it seems that I won't have a chance to beat you today, because you can't even pass the preliminaries......"

"Huh. ”

Mo Bai smiled and didn't speak.

It's just a little strange, these guys who usually run away with their tails between their legs as soon as they see Nalan Jun, how dare they come to them again in front of Nalan Jun now.

"I thought that if I was lucky, maybe someone from our brothers might be able to match you with a group and give you a good exercise, but unfortunately we don't have that fate. ”

The fat man behind Liu Weiyan pretended to be regretful.

"Do you need me to give you muscles?"

Nalan Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, and a playful smile crossed the corners of his mouth. He had just drawn the number ten, and this fat man was the number nine, and the two would soon be on the same stage.

"Hey, I'm also level eight now, who's afraid of whom?"

Facing the tall Nalan Jun, the little fat man actually held his head high, without the slightest fear.

"Wow, you're level eight, you're so powerful, I'm so scared. ”

Nalan Jun exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Hmph, don't be complacent, I'll beat you all over the ground in a while......"

Looking at Nalan Jun's unsuffled face, the sneer on the fat man's original face suddenly slowly became gloomy, grinded his teeth, and said.

"Okay, 1996 children, I'll be on stage later, don't be beaten and cry when the time comes, it's not good-looking. ”

Liu Weiyan said with a smile, he also stepped into the eighth level this month, and he was no longer afraid of Nalan Jun.

"Oh, it's not sure who's crying. ”

David Fu interjected, with a contemptuous expression, squinting at the other party, he had already reached level eight half a month ago.

"Oh, it looks like your teammates are very powerful, but I don't know if you, the so-called innate transcendent, can also have such confidence. ”

Liu Weiyan pointed the finger at Mo Bai in the flesh of his eye, and said gloomily: "I can't wait to see how miserable you will be without the protection of your good brothers on the fighting platform." ”

"Huh. ”

Mo Bai still laughed.

"You ......"

This undisguised disregard immediately ignited Liu Weiyan's anger, and his eyes widened, if it was an occasion where he could do it, he would undoubtedly pull out his fist in an instant.

"What, want to do it?"

Nalan Jun on the side saw him with a fierce face, and immediately stood up and stepped on Liu Weiyan's instep fiercely. The latter howled miserably and became angry in an instant, but Nalan Jun immediately turned his head and shouted at the young man who was standing not far away watching the battle: "Teacher Gulara, help, Liu Weiyan of your wind class is going to beat someone!"

Seeing that this shameless guy in front of him was the first wicked person to sue first, Liu Weiyan was even more angry and wanted to go crazy, looking at the young man who frowned and walked here, he didn't dare to make a mistake, the head teacher's temper was not very good, and he hurriedly put away his fist that was only halfway raised, and explained with a smile: "No, no, teacher, we are joking." ”

"Be careful, don't cause trouble!"

Hearing this, the head teacher Gulara stopped and warned Liu Weiyan with a very stern attitude.

"You...... You're all waiting for me! I'm going to look good in a while!"

After nodding yes to the head teacher with a smiling face, Liu Weiyan's face became fierce again in a blink of an eye, his fingers tremblingly pointed at Mo Bai and the others, and after lowering his voice and roaring, he left angrily.

"Retarded. ”

Looking at the four backs returning to their original places with gray faces, the four people in the 1996 dormitory suddenly cursed in unison.

"The next game, Moon Night Ji, against Shi Tiancheng. ”

As this familiar name sounded in the audience, not only the attention of the freshmen who were originally talking to each other was attracted.

Even the personnel in the two bedrooms of Mo Bai and Na Liu Weiyan had no time to confront each other from afar for a while, and involuntarily shifted their attention to the fighting platform.