A figure swept across the stage like a whirlwind. Having completely lost his will to fight, the exhausted Beshear merely raised his shield in a symbolic gesture. However, the attack he expected did not arrive. Instead, a chilling intent gently pressed against his neck from behind.
4: 0!
"I have to say that I've guessed correctly, but chose the wrong side." There wasn't much disappointment present in Wind God's voice. Regardless of whether Bierlia Academy won or lost, it had nothing to do with him. What made him happy was the fact that the number of people following him through the Skylink had already risen to 11,000, with quite a few people crazily sending messages to his Skylink message board, asking him to fulfill his promise. "Thank you Tianjing Academy and Bierlia Academy for giving us such a spectacular match! According to the feedback from the various arenas, this match is the first to end amongst the 10 matches that have been ongoing, and also the first victory for this CHF! I feel incomparably proud to be able to cast such a match. Furthermore, I'll definitely fulfill my promise to eat the table. Later on, I'll do a live broadcast on my personal Skylink webpage. I welcome everyone's attention! "
Just as he finished speaking, Wind God discovered that his Skylink followers had risen by another 5%. In an instant, tears streamed down Wind God's face. This is the essence of brother Ruo Zhi! I've finally comprehended it!
Wind God wasn't the only one with tears streaming down his face. Many members of the Tianjing squadron, as well as the students, teachers, and even Headmaster Greene of Tianjing Academy who were thousands of miles away.
Ever since the announcement of Tianjing's opponent yesterday, the academy had been enveloped in a gloomy cloud.
The expectations the academy had for their squadron were extremely high. Although it was a temporary squadron, and seemed to be completely made up of freshmen, their series of victories against Adolf and Saxon had caused everyone to start to have expectations for them. This was especially so after their squadron had advanced from the elimination rounds. At that moment, their expectations had instantly reached the peak!
However, their opponent was Bierlia Academy! They were a frequent guest of the CHF, and a veteran powerhouse of the western regions. Before the aristocratic family squadrons participated in the CHF, they had already charged into the top 8 and even the top 4 countless times. In this CHF, they even had a Mo's List assassin, Eddie! A BUG class character that was known to be able to take on 5 people by himself!
Such a height was simply enough to cause people to feel despair. Everyone from Tianjing Academy, including Headmaster Greene, had hoped for their squadron to not lose too miserably. However, never in their wildest dreams would they have imagined that Wang Zhong and his squadron would be so awesome! No no no! How was this just awesome? This was a miracle that only God could create!
Be it Wang Zhong, Grai, Barran or Emily, every single one of them seemed to blossom with radiance in the hearts of the Tianjing students. At this moment, the squadron had already become the faith of all the students!
The official Skylink had already been shut down. However, the Tianjing Academy channel had already sunk into a frenzied rhythm. At this moment, words of praise were already somewhat superfluous. What was needed was action.
"The first round of the competition will take at least three or four days. I really want to watch the second round live!"
"Let's form a group and head to Stuart! We want to cheer for the team live here! "
"The train fare is expensive. Why don't Headmaster Greene help us charter a train? We'll raise the money ourselves. Let's do this! "
"I have twenty thousand here. My savings from two years of part-time work are all here!"
"I have three thousand here. I've just paid the tuition fees. This month's worth it!"
"I have thirty thousand here!"
"F * ck, even if we have connections with the principal, how can this little amount of money be enough … Do you know what it means to contract the railway?"
"Don't bother! If you want to come, come to the Prodigy Society tomorrow to register. I'll pay for the railway, food and lodging! " Naturally, there weren't any nouveau riches among the students. However, Qian Duoduo was the sponsor of the Prodigy Society. Naturally, he would pay attention to the entire competition. This result was truly too awesome.
"Long live the Prodigy Society! Long live manager Qian Duoduo! "The students were all in high spirits.
When he had sponsored the Prodigy Society, he had only wanted to add a bit of political weight to it. He hadn't expected that the Prodigy Society would be so awesome! Today, the four students from Bierlia Academy had been eliminated in a 4: 0 victory. All four of them were from the Prodigy Society, and they were all sponsored by him! His annual sponsorship fee was actually only two hundred thousand … Qian Duoduo felt embarrassed. According to the current market, not to mention two hundred thousand, even two million a year wouldn't be enough to attract the attention of such a society.
Qian Duoduo was a businessman, while Ma Dong was currently a rising figure. He had strongly advocated the development of Tianjing's spatial transfer station, which would definitely become the core of the entire region. Such a person would definitely play an important role in the future.
This time, he had sold a favour to the academy. Although this trip would definitely not be cheap, Qian Duoduo believed that if such an opportunity was thrown outside, there would be a large number of businessmen fighting over it in Tianjing.
The first day of the competition was already rather spectacular. The match that attracted the most attention was undoubtedly the match between the S ranked squadrons, Stuart Academy versus Saint Mongols Academy. Being the first seeded squadron in this CHF, with 4 Mo's List members, there was no need to doubt the strength of the Stuart Academy. Despite Saint Mongols also having Yingmei Assassin, who was also on the Mo's List, their match was clearly destined to be a tragedy before the start of the competition.
Other than Wu Li, who had been sent out for the opening match, Stuart had sent out their substitutes to obtain points for the other 4 matches. Possessing an extraordinary foundation, even if they were substitutes, they undoubtedly possessed the strength to flatten the A ranked squadrons.
The only match was won by Yingmei Assassin. There were people who said that this was a form of humiliation to Yingmei Assassin, as Stuart did not respect him enough, and should have sent out a Mo's List expert to face him. However, there were also people who said that this was Stuart giving him face. One could predict that if Yingmei was matched up against Carolyn or any of the other 3 Mo's List members, Yingmei would definitely lose the match, with the possibility of having his head shaved off.
Regardless of what the outside world guessed, this was Carolyn's arrangement. The Stuart Family had always been known for their practicality. To her, leaving a bit of face for Assassin, while preserving their strength at the same time, why not?
As for sweeping everyone else, there was no meaning to her at all. At Stuart's level, there was already no need for them to prove anything to anyone. It was fine as long as they obtained the championship, as humans would always remember the champion.
The most tragic Mo's List assassin!
Assassin's journey in the CHF had ended in failure.
Not every squadron would be as happy as Tianjing and Stuart. In a life and death match between powerhouse squadrons of similar strength, not only was it a battle of courage, it was also a battle of wits and wits. The arrangement of their troops, guessing and probing into their opponent's tactical arrangements, as well as the preparation of their own squadrons, etc. These were just the basics. There was also the instigating, driving a wedge between the opposing squadrons, deliberately setting up a bewildering formation, and all sorts of closely linked tit for tat, causing the blood of the audience watching this match to boil.
The stadium had already boiled to the point that only enthusiastic shouts and shouts could be heard. The waves of people cheering for the squadrons rose up wave after wave. Despite not having any standpoints, they were cheering for all of the spectacular showdowns that were taking place. As for the audience watching the live broadcast via Skylink, they were also using various kinds of methods to express their emotions and excitement. Every single match was different. It was said that the most popular match had over 5 million viewers, which was basically a god.
The appearance of the Torres Academy squadron had attracted the attention of countless people, with close to a million viewers watching. Being evaluated as an S rank squadron, there was no doubt that the strength of the Torres Academy squadron was extremely powerful. Their 2 Mo's List experts, the Torres brothers, were truly too unique in their appearances. The younger brother, Cabel, looked like an uncle, while the older brother, Bobo, looked like a child. Therefore, they had also received a lot of attention. Naturally, they might not like it.
However, their opponents would absolutely not ignore their existence. The Cesare Academy squadron was a powerful A + rank squadron, and was extremely competitive even amongst the A ranked squadrons. Although they might not be able to become champions, according to the predictions of the professional analysts, they possessed the strength to fight their way into the top 32. In fact, they might even be able to fight for the top 16. However, it was a pity that they had bumped into an S rank squadron in their first match.
"Vanguard duel, Bobo Torres has appeared! The Cesare Academy has sent out their heavy soldier, Lankecheng, who's the tallest and tallest member of their squadron. "
The Cesare Academy did not give up. Being an A + rank squadron, they did not fear any so-called S rank squadrons. Although their chances of victory were extremely low, they could not, and would not, give up. In terms of raw strength, tactics were equally important.
"Oh my god! The most adorable height difference? I hope that Bobo can get rid of the shadow in his heart. "
"I've heard that Bobo hates" tall and big "people the most. Is he purposely trying to infuriate him? The Cesare Academy is also a veteran powerhouse squadron, and won't be easy to deal with!"
Smiles were plastered on the faces of the commentators on the live broadcast platform.
The gigantic height difference in the arena was indeed extremely adorable.
Not a single trace of emotion could be seen on Bobo's face, as he quietly waited for the referee to announce the start of the duel.
Lankecheng's 2.3 metre tall frame gave off an extremely oppressive aura. This duel was extremely important to them, as they had fully understood the characteristics of the Torres squadron. Although he appeared to be a small fellow, Bobo Torres was extremely domineering and overbearing. Alasi was also extremely respectful towards him. Coupled with the fact that everyone would be showcasing their strength in the first duel, there was a 90% chance that he would be the one to appear.
In their analysis of tactics, the Mo's List ranker Bobo was, in fact, the breakthrough point that they were aiming for. Bobo was a Summoner, and two-thirds of a Summoner's combat strength lay in their summoned beasts.
If Bobo summoned his summoned beast right from the start of the duel, Lankecheng would immediately surrender. Losing to a Mo's List expert wasn't something shameful for him.
However, the reality was that Bobo did not summon his summoned beast. The pride of an S rank was precisely the weakness that they could exploit!
The referee had only waved his hand halfway when an astonishing roar suddenly rang out from the preparation area of the Cesare Academy squadron. This was a shout that had clearly been enhanced by a special sound wave technique. The shouts coming from a dozen squadron members had the same effect as the roars of over a hundred people.
"The heavenly king covers the earth, Bobo 1.5 metres tall!"
Humm …
Before his voice could fade away, a reply suddenly rang out from the audience. "The pagoda suppresses the river demon, Bobo doesn't grow tall!"
This was extremely obvious! There was someone behind this!
Psychological warfare!
Through external factors, they were able to interfere with the psychological state of the participants in the duel, thereby gaining an advantage.
It had to be said that such naked ridicule had caused the surrounding audience to turn deathly silent. Wasn't this a little too vicious?
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