When Ma Dong walked up the stage, not only was his expression solemn, it was also exceedingly stiff. He absolutely did not want to walk up the stage, and wanted Wang Zhong to draw his lot. Milami or Scarlet would be fine too. That's because his lot luck was basically toxic. Without mentioning the Bierlia Academy, Bella Dean, Divine Dragon Academy … even though the dust had already settled and they had obtained a great victory, he still had the urge to chop off his hands whenever he thought about it.
However, there was nothing he could do about it. The entire squadron had expressed that Ma Dong had to draw his lot. Although his lot luck was extremely toxic, he had won every single match. Perhaps, this kind of poison would be very compatible with the Tianjing squadron … poison and poison countered each other? Everyone was filled with optimism and self-mockery.
Very quickly, the people in front of Ma Dong had finished drawing their numbers. Ma Dong had also noticed that the 2 A ranked squadrons in front of him, the Blazing Angels squadron and the Eye of the Hurricane squadron, had drawn numbers balls of 4A and 11B respectively!
A ranked squadron! Ma Dong took a deep breath! Walking towards the lottery box with the numbered ball, he took another deep breath, before starting to pray. Oh omnipresent god, please make sure it's an A rank squadron, 4B or 11A. He silently chanted these two numbers in his heart. In reality, the Blazing Angels squadron and the Eye of the Hurricane squadron were also very strong. However, it was still better than directly meeting an S rank squadron.
At the same time, the entire Tianjing City also took a deep breath. Seemingly every single Tianjing citizen was watching the live broadcast of the lot drawing ceremony. Regardless of what they were doing, at this moment, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the live broadcast, praying just like Ma Dong.
Please don't bump into another S ranked squadron! Please give us an A ranked squadron to fight! If there really is a god, please, we only have this small wish. We're not greedy …
Scarlet and the others were also extremely nervous, with little Emily clenching her fists tightly. She had just warned her cousin that if his luck wasn't good, she would have to take action. Being a member of the Assassin Family, Ma Dong was very clear about what "action" meant …
Ma Dong extended his right hand. All of a sudden, he seemed to have sensed something, a wave of chilling air! Suddenly, he stopped and retracted his right hand at lightning speed. Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he stretched out his left hand, took out a bottle of perfume, and sprayed it twice on his left palm before reaching into the lottery box again.
Laughter rang out across the entire stadium, yet there was no one who ridiculed Wang Zhong. Shaking his head, the host of the live broadcast said, "Leader Ma Dong is an extremely interesting young man. Looks like there's a lot of people complaining about his smelly hands when he had drawn 2 S ranked squadrons for the Tianjing squadron. This time, he'll spray some perfume first. That way, no one will say that he's unlucky."
Ma Dong raised the numbered ball in his hand. "14A!"
"Ah, the number 14 has already appeared. It's the Torres squadron! 14B！”
Ma Dong's face turned ashen, and he really wanted to stuff the numbered ball back into his pocket and draw again …
99% of the people in Tianjing City sighed … was it another S rank squadron?
What's more, it was a Torres squadron with 2 Mo's List members!
"That's the fate of our Tianjing squadron. If we're going to bump into something, we'll bump into the hardest wall. Even if we lose this match, we won't have any regrets."
"Actually, it's a good thing. At least we won't lose face. Hehe, moreover, we're already in the top 16! We've already made a huge profit, alright? "
The celebration in Tianjing City had come to an end, with everyone speaking words of consolation.
Very quickly, the lot-drawing ceremony came to an end, and the matchups for the round-of-16 were officially announced.
Heaven's Fate squadron VS Mammoth squadron;
Martial Ghost Divine Emperor squadron VS Blazing squadron;
Tianjing squadron VS Torres squadron;
Grozny squadron VS Asuna Ocean Goddess squadron;
Copperfield squadron VS Blazing Angels squadron;
Seer squadron VS Barbarian squadron;
Stuart squadron VS Eye of the Hurricane squadron;
Giant God Peak squadron VS Highland Knights squadron;
Following the announcement of the matchups for the round-of-16, the CHF entered a 5-day rest period, with the various great squadrons entering a closed-door training state. To these soldiers, the successive high-intensity and high-excitement matches were extremely precious experiences and experiences. Such a stage, such opponents, and such a relatively safe, yet life-or-death fight were extremely rare. It could be said that to the elite soldiers who had already reached the peak of the Casted Soul Stage, this was their final chance to evolve in the Casted Soul Stage. Therefore, these 5 days of rest period were extremely precious, as everyone was summing up their experiences in an attempt to stimulate their potential and improve themselves.
The various great squadrons appeared extremely calm. However, the Skylink was stirring up waves, with various kinds of rumours spreading like wildfire.
Many people felt heartache for the Tianjing squadron, as they said that they were being blatantly targeted. Ever since entering the final competition, the Tianjing squadron had never encountered an easy opponent. The Torres squadron was already the 3rd S ranked squadron that the Tianjing squadron had encountered.
"Is there a problem with the lot-drawing? The Tianjing squadron's luck is simply heaven-defying, to be able to defeat 3 S ranked squadrons in a row. Wow! Is it the S ranked squadrons that aren't afraid of death, or is it the Tianjing squadron that isn't?"
"Black box? Oh, if you take a closer look, it seems like the S ranked squadrons haven't met before. "
"I bet you didn't take a good look at the lot-drawing instructions. The reason why the seeded squadrons are seeded squadrons is due to them having the privilege to draw lots. They won't meet before the round-of-32. However, it's already the round-of-16, and they still haven't met. There's a little bit of ghost luck involved in the lot-drawing!"
"Yes, it's a little bit of ghost luck, but there shouldn't be any problems. All of the lot-drawing is broadcasted live on the Skylink. Furthermore, it's done by the leaders of the various squadrons. Stuart, the Mo Family and the organising committee have all checked each other, so the possibility of fraud is extremely low."
"Oh oh, I've learned something new!"
"Big brother, I know about all of this. I just want to sigh about why it's so difficult for a grassroots squadron to climb to the top."
"However, I have to say that this Tianjing makes me want to support them even more, and also makes me feel even more excited. I'm speaking the truth. How can stepping on the stone steps to climb up be the same feeling as stepping on the eyes and noses of the S ranked squadrons? Ha ha. In any case, I'm very calm and collected. I'll just sit and wait for brother All Mouthy King to beat up all sorts of monsters! "
The 5 days of recuperation clearly weren't going to be peaceful. The CHF organising committee's intention of drawing lots was also very clear. The various great squadrons were currently concentrating their energy, mobilising all of their strength to gather and analyse information on their opponents.
The official ranking of the top 16 by the organising committee had further stimulated the various great squadrons. Since they were already in the top 16, no one was willing to stop and advance. The significance of the round-of-16 was completely different. The glorious 8 squadrons of the Freedom Federation would definitely be remembered by people, and would even be recorded in history!
Videos were being continuously analysed, from every angle and detail. In fact, they were even analysing the habits and reflexes of their squadron members in different situations.
The analysts of the various great squadrons were working at their utmost limits, while there were also many fanatical audience members waiting on the Skylink. Looking at the 5 days of recuperation, they felt extremely unbearable, and couldn't wait to start fighting immediately. This was too unbearable, as the lot-drawing had already been done, and the matchups had already been arranged. Everyone was thirsting for a fight.
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