Astral Apostle

   Chapter 137

   The sun is rising, the sun is shining, and the sky is clear.

   In the noisy atmosphere of the surrounding auditorium, the teams of both participating teams rested and stood by, and discussed their own ideas in the final time.

   At 8:30, the voice of the dean, Lu Zhongsu, was broadcast throughout the entire Rising Sun Exercise Field. After a brief speech, he quickly announced the start.

   "The first game of this year's freshman competition, the crown department vs the gemology department, the ring competition, now officially begins!"

  A virtual big screen pops up above the arena, showing the list of players from both sides participating in the arena.

   A total of 40 names are arranged on both sides, and an area is left in the middle. Obviously, the name of whoever is on the field is moved to the middle for people to watch.

   The noisy scene was silent for a few seconds, and then there was a burst of sound waves.

  Wash la la—

   The momentum broke through the sky.

   "Go on, blow up the crown!"

   "First graders, sink the gems!"

   There was no one on both sides yet, and the students from both sides in the stands had already started cheering and cheering for their own contestants, shouting excitedly.

   The sound waves shook the heads of the players present, and many of them turned pale and became even more nervous.

   Zhou Jing couldn't help digging out his ears, with a strange look on his face.

   This sense of sight, why is it so similar to the sports meeting in the student days...

   Oh yes, it looks like we are students now.

   Li Yun turned to look at everyone, his eyes swept across nervous or excited faces, and finally settled on Zhou Jing for a second before speaking:

"Everyone, don't be nervous. There are special devices in the arena to reduce external interference. Don't be distracted by the audience, and focus on your opponents. I know that some of you want to become super league players. Now is a time The opportunity to experience, we must gradually get used to fighting under the attention of everyone."

  Many people nodded, secretly encouraging themselves.

  The lottery was soon completed, and the big screen showed that in the ring competition, the gemology department selected the first person to take the stage, and then took turns to start, and the game was changed one by one.

  Rumble—

The    arena changed at the same time, the ground swelled and turned into an uneven hilly terrain, and the environment of the first game was randomly determined.

  The crowd didn't wait long, and the choice was decided for convenience.

   I saw the name of a player from the Department of Gemology on the big screen, and moved to the center to represent the battle.

   An unfamiliar contestant jumped into the ring, not one of the specially selected students.

  Deng Yunjie discussed a few words with his companions, and then decided to fight. Although he was not one of the five cores on the crown side, he was also an important backbone.

  The name of the big screen changed accordingly, and our players came to the stage.

  After the ten-second countdown, the battle between the two officially started, and they used their abilities to fight fiercely in the rolling hills arena.

   Zhou Jing and others watched from below, Deng Yunjie's explanation of the competition system flashed in his mind.

The    arena is a situation of catching and fighting to advance, the winner advances to the next round, the loser is eliminated, and cannot play again in the subsequent rounds.

   1 point for each win in the first round, 2 points in the second round, and so on.

   In the first round, because there are twenty players in each, so there will be twenty games, but there are many variables after that.

The number of qualifiers from both sides will be divided, and the number of matches in each subsequent round depends on the side with fewer players—for example, one side played 20 games in the first round, but only five players entered the next round. There are only five battles in the round.

   means that the party with fewer people must all come to power, while the party with more people has room to choose flexibly, and only five people need to be selected to meet the enemy.

   This rule, there are two ways to end, either eliminate all the opponent's players, or play five rounds.

  —There are only five rounds in the arena. After the fifth round, no matter how many players are left on both sides, the game will end, and the winner will be judged based on the accumulated points.

   If you win by eliminating all opponents before the fifth round, you can also get extra points.

  The total points obtained in the ring and team competitions will be added to determine the final winner. After each of the three departments is finished, the ranking is determined by the total points earned from the competition.

   Zhou Jing pinched his chin and pondered to himself:

"This kind of competition system needs to take into account the preservation of strength and restrain the opponent's score, but also to find a way to control the round to maximize the score, and at the same time pay attention to the physical distribution of the seed players, otherwise even if they advance to the back, they will have no strength. So there are several The strategic direction is to either ensure that the strong advance in the previous rounds stably and easily defeat the opponent, or nibble the opponent's strong man first in the previous round, so that no one is available behind the opponent..."

He could see that in the first round, both sides had the idea of ​​preserving their strength. They planned to choose a strong player who could eat steadily after the other side had dealt their cards first. By the way, they would use their own "lower horses" to test the opponent's core battle. force.

  Those non-core players can come in handy here.

   And the respective seed players are basically attacked in the first round, and will not be the first to go to the stage to be targeted.

  —but he is an exception.

Deng Yunjie told him that the B-level potential assessment is misleading. Although Zhou Jing is a specially selected student, he may also be regarded by the opponent as a "low-level horse", making the opponent feel that the seeded players can eat this game steadily. There is a certain chance to fish out the core of the other party, and the Yin family has one hand.

   Even if the plan didn’t work out, the opponent just sent an ordinary player to try it out, which meant that they could take this match with confidence, which was similar to the result of a late attack, and there was no loss.

   As for the opponents who may be able to send restraints... It can only be said that the tutor group of the Crown Academy is very confident in Zhou Jing's combat effectiveness.

   Moreover, physical enhancers generally have low potential, and are rarely selected as contestants, so when the opponent selects participating students, they will basically not deliberately select abilities that restrain physical enhancement.

   Thinking of this, Zhou Jing was in a certain mood, silently observing the abilities of every enemy player under the stage.

  …

  As the contestants came on stage to decide the winner, the crowd in the stands continued to shout, cheering for the winners of their respective departments, and there was also the roar of the Zhanqi department watching the play.

   It was like a tsunami, and the atmosphere of the competition was warm.

  Because the two sides have a tacit understanding to retain their strength, the current record is almost evenly divided, and it is the turn of the late attacking side to always win, and the number of their respective promotions is similar.

   Finally, when the first round reached the sixth game, Deng Yunjie looked at Zhou Jing and nodded:

   "Come on."

   Zhou Jing took a deep breath, picked up the weapon he had prepared, and under the eyes of the crowd, strode onto the ring that had been turned into a stone forest.

   As soon as I walked into the venue, the noise of the outside world suddenly became smaller, as if the volume was lowered from 100 to 20, and the isolation effect was remarkable.

   He looked up at the big screen, waiting for his opponent.

   After more than ten seconds, a familiar name in the opponent list moved.

   Zhou Jing turned his head to look at the opposite side, only to see a tall and sturdy figure stepping onto the ring from the other side, showing a familiar grin, it was Lin Kun.

   "It turned out to be you..." Zhou Jing was a little surprised.

   Originally, he expected that he would act as a surprise soldier in the second round, and he would attack Lin Kun from the back and deal with the strong enemy... I didn't expect others to take the initiative to fight.

  Let's go to the stage first, Lin Kun doesn't fight an ordinary player, but directly touches himself, so confident?

   On the other side, Lin Kun clenched his fists, his eyes shining brightly:

   "We haven't finished our last battle yet, we'll have a fight today!"

   Zhou Jing wanted to scratch his head a little, but said helplessly: "No, it's all half a year ago, do you still remember?"

  Lin Kun snorted coldly: "I have the habit of writing a diary."

   Then it seems that you are not a serious person...

   Zhou Jing rolled his eyes.

   He paused, then shook his head, and said:

   "Your mentor group, who chose you to fight against me, obviously thinks you can eat me steadily... Do you think you can do it?"

   Hearing this, Lin Kun's grin was even more exaggerated, and his whole person looked fierce.

   "Of course... I'm not what I used to be! Your tricks and tricks will no longer be able to trick me. Today I'm going to give you a facelift with my fists and beat your handsome face to the point of bruising."

   "Oh, thank you for the compliment." Zhou Jing was startled, flattered.

  “??”

  Lin Kun's face stiffened.

  Co-author You only heard me praise you for being handsome, right? Is that the point, bastard!

  Lin Kun only felt that Zhou Jing was deliberately provoking himself, and he was angry in his heart. He ripped off his shirt and directly launched the transformation of the King of Destruction, and the whole person swelled into a little giant.

   He slammed his fists together, making a muffled sound, overflowing with evil spirits, and his tone was cold:

   "Today, between you and me, only one person can stand and walk off the ring!"

   "Tsk, you have such a bad temper and are violent and aggressive. No wonder there are no girls who like to talk to you."

   Zhou Jing made a casual comment, and did not look at Lin Kun's suddenly flushed and angry expression. He just held the long sword in front of him, holding the hilt in one hand and the scabbard in the other, and slowly drew the sword.

   Bass!

   A sharp cold light slipped out of the sheath.

   This time, it's not a training knife with a rubber-wrapped club, but a real cold weapon.

  —still edged.

  Real weapons can be used in official competitions. Although they will not kill, maim, or intentionally seriously injure, they are allowed to see minor blood. The academy has already done a good job in the arena, and the referee can intervene at any time to stop it.

   Zhou Jing threw away the scabbard, flicked the blade with his fingers, and a crisp buzzing sounded.

   At this time, he looked at Lin Kun again, and there was a long-lost interest in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched:

   "Kunkun, you are lucky. This is the first time I use a real knife to cut people. I pay great attention to the user experience. If there is something wrong with cutting, please give us more feedback."

  “…”

  Lin Kun had to admit that in the field of trash talk, he was not good at learning and lost.

   And why do you call me Kun Kun, are we familiar with each other?

  Lin Kun secretly slandered, suddenly seeing Zhou Jing's unusual smile, his heart skipped a beat, and suddenly he had a bad feeling...

   (end of this chapter)