202 Spartacus Warrior Race
Poppy and the others vomited, and they all ran back, and there was still half a barrel of beer waiting for them.
In addition to Ethan, the main force, Dwight's results just now have also worked wonders.
Eric's vomiting physique was at full play at this time, and every time he drank two or three glasses of beer, he vomited at the bucket next to him.
After six people worked hard, the gauge on the keg quickly dropped to its lowest point.
Under the gaze of everyone in the Beta Brotherhood, Ethan picked up the last glass of beer and drank it down.
When he slammed the cup to the ground, the people of the Beta Brotherhood were all boiling.
"Beta, Beta!"
The people next to him rushed over and hugged Ethan and Eric together, and everyone was beating wildly.
"Sixth round, Beta Brotherhood, win."
Brandi took off the wreath and loudly announced the results of the game.
Edgar was unwilling to lie on the ground, and there were still two scales left on the meter on their beer keg, and the difference between the two sides was obvious.
The nerd fraternity also gritted their teeth and smashed the cup in their hands to the ground, and for a moment the beer foam flew everywhere.
When the Brotherhood of Beta celebrations subsided, Brandy took the tin kettle from his fellow sorority.
"With a 3-3 draw on aggregate, it's time for the final sudden death match."
"Decide the winner by one game."
Brandi held up the tin kettle in his hand: "This contains several competitions that have been scheduled in advance, and now the lottery will determine the final round of competitions." ”
Dwight and Edgar walked to the bar as they were surrounded by the crowd.
"After tonight, the Beta House will cease to exist." Edgar wiped his face in embarrassment and tossed the towel aside.
Dwight shook his head, "Beta House will always exist, and your Brotherhood's home will become another place for us to party." ”
"Don't worry, you'll be invited to the first party then."
"Okay, now let's decide who draws lots, rock, scissors, paper, best-of-three games." Brandi interrupts them and sets over the draw ceremony.
With a simple two-stroke draw, Edgar easily defeated Dwight and won the right to draw.
Dwight scratched his head in embarrassment, thankfully it wasn't a contest.
Brandi jumped off the bar with Ethan's help, shook the tin water bottle in her hand vigorously, and handed it to Edgar.
Edgar rubbed his hands together, reached his arm in, and after a moment of figuring around, pulled out a note from the water bottle.
He opened the note, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Dwight, God doomed, this victory belongs to the GEK Brotherhood."
"Don't talk nonsense, what the hell is it going to be like?"
Dwight stepped forward and snatched the note from his hand, his face full of surprise and joy when he saw its contents.
"Give me the note."
Brandi took the note, looked at it, and glanced at Ethan quietly.
She cleared her throat and said aloud:
"The seventh round of the play-offs, the Spartacus Warriors, will be held tomorrow."
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A game with no beginning and no end, and I didn't even know anything, which immediately attracted a burst of boos.
None of the people on the periphery noticed that when Brandi announced that the play-offs were Spartacus Warriors, Rewinston, who was drinking coffee leisurely in the corner, changed his face, but he didn't expect to draw this project.
It was because of this event that it was banned for 40 years, but I didn't expect that the competition would be drawn as soon as it was resurrected.
Fortunately, Brandi announced the match tomorrow in time as originally planned, and he was immediately relieved.
As the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, at the center of the bar, Brandi was urgently consulting with the officers of the two fraternities.
"Given the sensitivity of the play-offs, you guys as those who are planning the tournament know very well that you can't make a big splash when you are playing, so the Spartacus Warriors and others will continue as usual."
Brandi clenched the golden hammer and looked at the core of the two fraternities:
"Now it's up to you to decide who you want to attend."
Without hesitation, Edgar pointed to a handsome, athletic Indian in the distance: "Our contestant is Raj. ”
Brandi nodded, and the two sorority officers behind her walked towards the Indian.
Next, she looked at Dwight again.
Dwight and the Exploding Head, as well as the little fat Poppy and Eric who had been gathering next to him, all turned their eyes to Ethan.
Ethan was confused, because the planning of the additional event was very secretive, and he did not know what to do.
Brandi showed an expression that was not what she expected, and commanded the two sorority officials to walk behind Ethan and look at him with a playful expression.
Most of the people who were attending the event and the ordinary members of the fraternity on both sides had already walked to the halfway point, but there were still many people at the scene, and Brandi looked left and right:
"Okay, from now on, the contestants will be closely monitored, please disperse to the conference room."
Dwight saw Ethan's puzzled look and patted him on the shoulder with a wicked smile:
"I'll leave the rest to you, I trust you, and you'll bring victory to the Beta Brotherhood."
"Fack, I don't even know what to do?" Ethan said helplessly.
"I'll find out right away."
Dwight nudged him to the second floor to a larger conference room.
There were already two dozen people seated in the conference room, and Bobby and the others had also mixed in, and the two sorority officers who had just stood behind him had been following him inseparably.
Anyway, the mystery was solved immediately, and Ethan let them follow.
Brandi closed the door and walked to the front of the room:
"The Spartacus Warriors game takes place in ten minutes, with one person from each side playing."
"The content of the competition is as follows, the time limit is three hours, no medicine is allowed, no scientific and technological means are allowed, one point is accumulated each time, and the final total score is the winner."
What counts one point every time, Ethan said that he couldn't understand a word.
Edgar grinned, "I suggest you admit defeat and forget it, Raj grew up reading the Book of Love, and the winner of this game has been decided." ”
"You just have the deed ready." With a wave of Dwight's hand, he, Explosivehead, Bobby, and the others ran up to Ethan, rubbing his hands and feet together.
"What the hell are you going to do?" Ethan struggled, not daring to push hard, for fear of hurting them.
Dwight grinned and clenched his hands into fists, crackling and banging Ethan's thighs:
"I haven't forgotten what you said yesterday, now is the time to raise the prestige of the Beta Brotherhood, I think of you immediately, whether you are enough friends."
The Exploding Head pinched his shoulder, clearing Ethan's doubts.
The so-called Spartacus Warrior Challenge is to select one of the strongest men in the Brotherhood to face the ten girls in the liberation of Venus.
Within three hours, the girl comes to accumulate one point at a time, and the one with the highest score wins.
(End of chapter)