The million-dollar voucher competition had been advertised for a week. Most of the trainers participating in the competition were civilian trainers who had rushed over from Kikou City and nearby areas. There were very few trainers like Mo Yan who happened to be there.
If Mo Yan had stayed overnight at the Sprite Center last night, he would have found that the place was already full of trainers. This showed how attractive money was.
However, Mo Yan had definitely participated in the competition with the intention of training his sprite. Of course, it would be good if he could get a million dollars as a prize.
Holding the number 311 card, Mo Yan stood behind the many trainers participating in the competition, quietly waiting for the staff to call his number. In front of him, three temporarily built arenas were carrying out intense competitions.
Due to the large number of participants, the preliminary competition was simple and rough. Ten trainers would be called at random each time, and each trainer would send out a sprite. The winner would advance to the next round.
Therefore, the scene in each arena was extremely chaotic. In Mo Yan's opinion, this was a lot less enjoyable.
However …
Looking at the noisy and lively crowd below, Mo Yan felt that perhaps most of the people who came to watch the competition were ordinary civilians. To them, sprites were a familiar yet distant term.
Because of this, it was enough to be able to watch the magic of sprites up close. As for tactics and whatnot, it was not as satisfying as brute force over and over again.
It seemed that the shouting below the stage had affected the trainers' and sprites' moods. One by one, the sprites began to fight without dodging. Sprites like the Ironclad Tyrannosaurus had a great advantage.
The first round ended quickly. The three victorious trainers were all large sprites with high defense: the Ironclad Tyrannosaurus, the Nido King, and Monster Strength!
In the second round, another thirty trainers went on stage. This time, everyone had learned their lesson. For a moment, almost every arena was filled with large sprites.
The collision of flesh against flesh brought about even greater cheers and enthusiasm. Every trainer was as if they had been injected with chicken blood, crazily attacking.
Among them, there were two trainers who were still sober and wanted to avoid such a crazy confrontation. However, because they were weak, they could not make much of a splash.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a loud exclamation erupted from the third arena, which was the furthest away. Mo Yan narrowed his eyes and looked over, only to see a very arrogant rich young master left in the arena.
"Giant crocodile!"
Looking at the wild crocodiles around the rich young master, Mo Yan realized that although this was an ordinary competition held by the mall to attract customers, there was still no shortage of masters.
The second round ended, and the winners were still three large sprites. Among them, the Herculean Crocodile's performance was the most eye-catching.
In the third round, another 30 trainers went up the stage one by one. When all 30 sprites were released, most of them were large-sized sprites.
Mo Yan twirled the Ghost Stone ball in his hand. He wondered if he would be booed if he won with a sneak attack.
Just as Mo Yan was considering whether or not to take the lead, a female trainer had already done so.
A small and beautiful flower shuttled between the large elves without suffering any damage. When there were only two elves left on the field, Kentaro's trainer bitterly discovered that the beautiful flower was terrifyingly strong!
Mo Yan remembered this beautiful flower that performed well, as well as the seemingly weak female trainer.
Pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger!
The victory of the beautiful flower finally made the following battles seem less violent and straightforward. Sneak attacks, taking advantage of the situation, and misdirection were endless.
Having watched enough straightforward battles, the audience's appreciation level was raised a lot in a short period of time, so they were still watching with great interest.
Mo Yan looked meaningfully at the smiling mall owner in the guest seats. He always felt that something was being controlled by an invisible force.
"Fourth round, Ring 1, contestants number 78, number 9, number 311 …"
When Mo Yan heard his number, he walked out of the crowd without hesitation and went to the furthest Ring 3. Because there were too many contestants, the first day of the event had to end the preliminary round, so as soon as Mo Yan walked up, the battle began.
"Jiejiejie ~"
Ghost Stone secretly made a sound that only Mo Yan could hear. The referee immediately came over to confirm whether Mo Yan had released the sprite.
He pointed somewhere in the air and heard Ghost Stone's sound again. The experienced referee immediately determined what sprite it was, so he didn't say anything else.
This scene happened very quickly. At the beginning, Mo Yan chose the referee's position to hide Ghost Stone's existence.
In any case, everyone's eyes were focused on the largest sprite, Rumble Rock, and as expected, it became the target of public criticism as soon as the battle began.
Without enough strength, its large size became a burden. Rumble Rock was the first to fall under a bunch of water cannons, flying leaf blades, freezing rays, and other skills.
Mo Yan was now playing the role of a passerby. He was very calm as he watched the fight in the arena. He even wanted to sit down and drink some tea.
It wasn't until there were only four sprites left that the people on and off the stage finally paid attention to Mo Yan, the "idler".
"Little friend, where is your sprite?" A shirtless uncle with muscles all over his body asked loudly. His heroic strength was steady and wouldn't be defeated easily, so he still had time to ask.
"In the arena."
"Where?"
"Over there." Mo Yan calmly pointed. At that moment, a dark purple ghost shadow suddenly appeared above the four sprites, accompanied by an extremely large shadow ball.
"Boom!"
The arena was originally built at the last minute, but the shadow ball had been accumulating power for a long time, so naturally it couldn't be mentioned in the same breath. Those close to the arena could feel the vibrations, not to mention the trainers on the stage.
The smoke dispersed, and Ghost Stone smiled devilishly. The four sprites under it all fell to the ground, without any reaction. The audience was inexplicably speechless. For a moment, there was complete silence.
Mo Yan took back Ghost Stone, calmly accepting this silent scene.
"Hmph!"
The shirtless uncle unhappily took back his heroic strength. If you're a man, you should fight with force. What's the point of a sneak attack?
The audience was also awakened. Many boos could be heard, but when they thought of that terrifying shadow ball, they couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. Whether or not it was a sneak attack or not, to be able to kill four sprites in one move was already strong enough.
Walking to the advancement area, Mo Yan was surrounded by everyone. Even with his strong mental fortitude, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
However, when he thought about how he had relied on his own strength to advance, Mo Yan let the others watch.
The day's battles ended quickly. There were only six people in the last round of the third arena. There were a total of 32 people who had advanced, just enough for five rounds of 2v2 matches.
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