Chapter 116 The Dark Side

The top 36 knockout groups have been completed.

Ning Mo was lucky enough to be assigned to Zhetian College, the favorite school to win this championship.

In the stands, Chen Bei, the dean of Zhetian Academy, looked at Lin Zhen very happily: "Lin Zhen, we are really destined to meet each other in the opening game."

Lin Zhen's expression looked a little unnatural. Ning Mo had killed the host in the first round. If he had to hit the host so hard, Zhetian Academy would probably lose all its face, and it would be difficult to end the situation.

Dean Chen Bei looked a little unnatural when he attacked Lin Zhen. He thought Lin Zhen was scared, so he laughed and comforted him: "Teacher Lin, it's okay. Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Although it is indeed embarrassing to be eliminated as the first player, but Thinking about there are hundreds of colleges and universities that can’t even make it to the top 36, wouldn’t this make you feel more comfortable?”

Lin Zhen couldn't laugh or cry: "Dean Chen Bei understands the righteousness so well that I admire him. I hope all of us can calm down. Isn't it just a competition? Friendship first, competition second."

Dean Chen Bei did not expect that Lin Zhen would get over her depression so quickly, and he admired her in his heart: "That's right, friendship comes first, competition second, let's take a look at the competition."

Hundreds of colleges and universities across the country are subsidized by the state.

Subsidy finance, subsidize crystals, subsidize equipment, and even subsidize some special dungeon quotas.

The share of the subsidy is determined from the rankings in the annual college competition. It is very fair to compete for resources based on strength.

Of course, it's only fair on the surface.

In a good college, the students trained will become stronger and stronger, and the rankings will be better; the better the rankings, the better the resources, the better the resources, the stronger the students trained, and so on, and finally form the so-called The top eight colleges are basically the top eight colleges every year.

The game is about to begin.

The competition venue is located in Zhetian Academy's largest Zhetian Square, with a large-scale virtual battle field covering an area of ​​thousands of square meters established in the middle.

Because it is a knockout round, the top 32 theoretically only need 29 rounds to compete for the final championship.

There are a maximum of 5 games in a round. According to usual practice, the top 16 are usually competed on the first day.

The top 4 were competed on the second day.

The championship will be determined on the third day.

"Zhetian Academy will win! Zhetian Academy is invincible!"

There are crowds of people around the square, and even outside Zhetian Academy, there are also people. Zhetian Academy is more humane. There are projection screens in all directions of Zhetian Academy. Although it is too far away to see the competition site, you can see through the projection screen. Feel the atmosphere of the place.

The shouts of millions of spectators were shaking the competition venue.

The host's infectious voice stretched out: "Friends in the audience at the scene! Friends in front of the TV!! The opening match of the 4th National School Competition has officially begun. First of all, let us invite [Feng Theological Seminary] [ Unnamed] Team!”

Because Ning Mo was too lazy, he didn't even bother to name them, so the host jokingly called them the "Unnamed Team".

"Hahaha!" The audience laughed very happily. The name of this team is indeed a bit childish.

"Is this a related household? How can one person participate in the competition?"

Ning Mo slowly walked onto the virtual battlefield and waved to Teacher Lin Zhen in the direction of the stands.

Lin Zhen stood up in excitement and waved her hand: "Ning Mo! Come on! Please be merciful!"

Dean Chen Bei thought he heard wrongly. Lin Zhen actually told his students to be merciful. By the way, this was a hint. Lin Zhen was hinting to herself that she should be merciful and not be too cruel.

Chen Bei pursed his lips and smiled. Today's young female teachers are so cautious.

The host continued to announce: "Next up is the Saber Team from Zhetian Academy!"

"Ba Dao! Ba Dao! Ba Dao!"

"I know the captain of the Ba Sword Team! His name is Li Ba, and we were classmates in elementary school!"

"Wow, I'm so envious. You and Li Ba are actually classmates."

The voices of the surrounding audience cheering for the Ba Dao team came and went.

This is probably the home field advantage.

Team Ba Dao was full of confidence when they entered the virtual battlefield. Captain Li Ba held his head high and was ready to win the opening match brilliantly.

Because there is only one team from Fengshen Academy on the opposite side, this means that as long as they defeat the other side, there will be no best-of-three games. They will be eliminated if they directly face each other, so they must get off to a good start.

The much-anticipated battle is finally about to begin.

Hundreds of millions of viewers are waiting in front of the TV, ready to enjoy a hearty battle.

Ning Mo walked up and looked at the Ba Dao team. He felt that they looked familiar, but he forgot where he had seen them before.

The host officially announced: "I announce that the opening match between Fengshen College and Zhetian College has officially begun!"

Li Ba pulled out his sword from behind, injected energy into it, and the sword flashed with golden light: "Haha! Boy, don't say I bully you, you strike first... huh?? You! You are!!"

Li Ba walked forward with his Ba Dao team, just about to take action.

Suddenly, when I saw Ning Mo at close range, I recognized Ning Mo.

Isn't this the same as the Nine-Tailed Killing God who defeated their Tyrannical Sword Team in the peak qualification battle a few days ago!

Because the distance was too far before, Li Ba didn't even recognize the Nine-Tailed Killing God.

Now standing face to face on the platform, Li Ba recognized him immediately.

Li Ba was killed by Ning Mo before and reached level 0. He almost lost everything. He invited four top experts to take him to the jungle area of ​​Zhentian City where he could level up the fastest.

In the wild area of ​​Zhentian City, both novices and peak players can fight monsters, so Li Ba directly enjoys the pleasure of upgrading by leapfrogging level 0 and killing peak level 200 monsters.

It took four days to upgrade and reached level 400.

Although he was only level 400, Li Ba's combat effectiveness was comparable to that of a peak level 200 player, so the dean still sent out the Ba Dao Team.

Now, enemies meet!

Not only was Li Ba not particularly jealous, but he was trembling.

The Nine-Tailed Killer God is a pervert who even killed Yang Jian!

Even if their overall strength were multiplied ten times, they would not be able to match the Nine-Tailed Killing God.

"Jump!"

Li Ba actually jumped directly from the virtual battlefield, which meant that he was eliminated directly.

Immediately afterwards, the other members of the Tyrant Sword Team jumped off the virtual battlefield one after another.

The referee was confused as to what was going on.

Why did this Zhetian Academy team abandon the match? ?

The host issued a soul torture: "Is this really the Ba Dao Team? Why not just change the name to the Strike Team?"

The audience was angry: "Shady story! Shady story!!"

"I'm just asking why one person from Fengshen Academy came to participate in the battle alone. I dare not recommend the players."

"That's not right. Zhetian Academy is the organizer. If they lose, wouldn't they slap themselves in the face?"

In the stands.

Chen Bei of Zhetian Academy was dumbfounded, and Whitebeard was so angry that he jumped up and down: "What's going on, Teacher Lin Zhen, did you bribe Team Tyrant Sword?"

Lin Zhen also did not expect: "Dean Chen, I really didn't expect this. The psychological quality of the team in your hospital is so poor that they gave up the game as soon as they started. How about your own students ask it yourself."

As the organizer, Chen Bei couldn't just go off and greet him by himself!

And the game is still going on and cannot be stopped.

Ye Fan led the Zhetian Team and jumped directly onto the virtual battlefield: "Ye Fan from the Zhetian Team, come and learn the clever tricks from your classmates!"

The host was so excited: "Team Zhetian has entered the stage early! The original order of appearance was Team Zhedi from Zhetian Academy. It seems that classmate Ye Fan can't help but want to crush the shady rumors!"

Ye Fan is the player with the highest level in all schools and all competitions this time, a first-class human saint!

His four teammates are all at peak level 500, which is definitely a luxurious configuration!

Ye Fan was very polite: "There are five of us, and you are the only one. I will not bully the minority, so I will challenge you!"

Ning Mo grinned and Xiao Rong said, "Who said there are five of you! You are only one."

Ye Fan looked back.

I saw that my four teammates had strange expressions and remained motionless.

"What happen to you guys."

As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking.

The bodies of the four teammates suddenly fell apart and fell to the ground like crushed dolls. They were already dead.

Ning Mo's attack speed was too fast!

Just when Ye Fan said hello and introduced himself.

Ning Mo stepped back and made an Alpha attack, instantly shuttling between the four students behind the Zhetian team.

Five cuts in one second!

Cut five swords in one stroke!

The host raised his voice and roared: "Oh my God! Oh my God!! What happened! What just happened! The battle just started, how come the four members of the Zhetian Team suddenly fell to the ground and died, and The death was tragic!”

The audience couldn't see the speed of Ning Mo's sword, so they thought it was suicide and they all cursed.

"Shady story! Shady story!!"

"Refund the ticket! We want a refund!!"

The dean of Zhetian Academy's eyes widened with excitement, and Yun Danfengqing's face instantly became a little ugly and distorted: "No, it's impossible! There is absolutely no way this is a student who will graduate within one year!!"

Dean Chen Bei turned to glare at Lin Zhen: "Teacher Lin! What's going on! Why do you still invite foreign aid for a student competition!"

Lin Zhen was helpless: "Dean Chen, this person's name is Ning Mo. He is indeed my student. He just graduated a week ago. If you don't believe it, you can enter the data network now to check Ning Mo's graduation information!"

Dean Chen Bei actually turned on the smart bracelet and checked Ning Mo's information. It was true that he had just graduated a week ago.

Chen Bei's head was buzzing: You have such strength just one week after graduation? Is this still true?

Suddenly, Chen Bei felt that Ning Mo looked familiar. He stared at the recruitment carefully and looked at Ning Mo on the virtual battlefield. He was enlightened: "He is the Nine-Tailed Killing God! Your student is the Nine-Tailed Killing God!!"

Lin Zhen nodded: "Yes, it seems to have such a title!"

Chen Bei's face was extremely pale, and he finally understood what Lin Zhen meant when he said show mercy just now.

on the virtual battlefield.

Ye Fan, a first-level human saint, became serious as never before, reincarnation sword sea!

The long sword in Ye Fan's hand flew a little higher, the space shattered, and countless sword lights condensed into a solid body. The lightsaber was like a wave, surrounding Ye Fan.

Ye Fan waved his long sword and danced gracefully. Every time the long sword in his hand rotated once, the sea of ​​samsara swords grew larger.

Colorful and pleasing to the eye!

The audience was shocked by Ye Fan's dancing sea of ​​swords.

Ye Fan saw that the other party actually didn't take any action, just like a spectator, admiring his sword sea.

You know, the longer Ye Fan's sword sea is waved, the more the sword sea will be and the more powerful it will be!

arrogant!

We’ll see how you respond later!

The first level of the Samsara Sword Sea! The second level! The third level...the ninth level! !

The quantity increases geometrically, and the power increases geometrically!

The entire virtual battlefield has been shrouded in a sea of ​​swords.

Ye Fan was like the king of swords, controlling countless swords, his eyes locked on Ning Mo: "Reincarnation Sword Sea, Nine Nine Return to One!"

Swish, swish, swish!

Millions of lightsabers instantly submerged Ning Mo. Even if each lightsaber caused 100 points of damage, that was 1 billion damage!