Having entered the top eight, Po Lang Chengfeng and the other girls were in a good mood. It was inevitable that they would fantasize about defeating the Dongfang Family to win the martial arts tournament championship. The most important thing was that the Dongfang Family was stopped in the semi-finals. This was the Dongfang Family's worst result in the past years.
Of course, this is just a fantasy. It will be difficult to meet the Dongfang Family first team in the first game tomorrow, and even if they meet, they may not necessarily win.
"Sister Yanhua, every competition seems to be a drawing of lots by the captains of each team." Liu Feixue said. Seeing Yanhua Yi Leng nodding, she continued: "Sister Feng's luck has always been bad, maybe she can really draw the Oriental Family. .”
"It's good to draw the Dongfang Family. We dealt with them early. How can this be considered bad luck?" Po Lang Chengfeng said rather dissatisfied.
"The premise is that we can beat them. If we can't win, we will stop at the top four." He wrote in the middle of the night. He glanced at the fireworks and Yi Leng: "We still don't know what the trump cards of the Oriental Family first team are, so we rush forward. Their chances of winning are not too great. If they lose, we will not be able to advance to the semi-finals, and then we will not be able to get the ticket profit distribution."
If they don't meet the first team of Oriental Family, Piaomiao Pavilion Studio is more than 90% sure of winning, so that they can enter the semi-finals. Even if they are eliminated in the semi-finals, they can still strive for third place.
According to the rules of the martial arts tournament, only the top three in the martial arts tournament are eligible to receive ticket profit distribution, which is a huge sum of money, and Midnight Book and the others are also quite concerned about it.
"That's right. Ming's first game against the Dongfang family will be more powerful for us." Po Lang Chengfeng pondered, and she looked at Midnight Book: "It's not about the profit distribution of the tickets, the most important thing is We can let other teams force Dongfang to kill them, so we have a greater chance of winning first place.”
"The first place will have the highest benefit distribution." The book murmured in the middle of the night.
"You guys have now become a veritable profiteer. You only care about money." Po Lang Chengfeng laughed and scolded, and she muttered: "Compared with money, the benefits of being able to win the first place and having Yi Xiaolou join our Piao Miao Pavilion Bigger.”
"Without money, we can't afford Yixiaolou at all." The book murmured in the middle of the night.
After playing around for a while, everyone got busy. Polang Chengfeng went to do gang tasks with Ye Luo and Zhiyue, Othello and others went to the Nightmare Abyss to help tame the mounts, while Yanhua Yi Leng was studying the top eight to compete with other teams. video.
"Sister Feng, at this rate, our gang's contribution will be enough tomorrow afternoon, which is when we will be able to upgrade the gang to level 5." Zhiyue said, her pretty face was full of anticipation when she looked at this. : "Hehe, the highest contribution rate of other gangs is only 70% at level 4, which is still far behind us."
"When the martial arts competition ends tomorrow, we will organize an elite team to do gang tasks and make our Piaomiao Pavilion the first level 5 gang. In this way, our Piaomiao Pavilion will have a greater influence in the robbery game world." Polang Chengfeng said in high spirits, and then The tone changed: "Of course, it would be better if the people from Yixiaolou can be included in the gang, so that our road will be easier."
"Sister Feng, don't worry, we will work hard and defeat all our opponents," Zhiyue said.
The next morning, everyone went online on time. After being busy for a while, everyone gathered together to recharge their batteries, and Pilang Chengfeng entered the virtual space at eight o'clock to draw the next match.
Seeing Po Lang Chengfeng coming out with a smile on his face, June Feixue muttered: "Looking at Sister Feng being so happy, could it be that she really got the first team of the Oriental Family?"
"Probably not, the one in seven probability is still not high." Othello said, then she looked at Po Lang Chengfeng and asked directly: "Sister Feng, how are you? Which team did you draw?"
On the sidelines, everyone else looked nervously at Breaking the Waves and Chengfeng.
"I disappoint you. I didn't get drawn to the Dongfang Family team." Po Lang Chengfeng said. Seeing everyone heaving a sigh of relief, the smile on her pretty face grew wider: "But I got the team of Uncle Dionysus. Why?" So, you are very lucky, right?"
"Uncle Bacchus's team?!" Othello was shocked, and then she laughed: "That's such a pity. Uncle Bacchus and the others are really unlucky. They will miss the semi-finals this time."
In Othello's mind, although the Wine God Du Kang and Yaoyue Toast of the Wine Family's first team are both dual-professional, and the Red Star Erguotou and others are also high-ranking masters on the celebrity list, there is still no chance of winning against them.
"Then we can only mourn for Uncle Dionysus. We can't be merciful to them at this time." He wrote in the middle of the night, and then he couldn't help laughing: "Now it is a sure thing that we will enter the semi-finals, and Our worst result will be third place, tsk tsk, which means we can get at least 1% of the net profit from the tickets. If the ranking is better, it will be more."
Ignoring Midnight Book, which was immersed in yy, Samadhi asked: "Who did the other teams meet, especially which team did the Oriental Family first team meet?"
"War Hero met the Long Family, Fengxing Studio met the Dongfang Family, and the Yeyu Family had the best luck, meeting the Assassin Family." Po Lang Chengfeng said, with a hint of disappointment on her pretty face: "Although Fengxing The studio is also very strong, and there are even two dual-professionals in the team, but they should have little chance of winning against the Dongfang Family team, and it will even be difficult to force them to use their trump cards."
"Yeah, I'm afraid that with so many teams, only War Heroes and us can force them to use their unique skills." Samadhi Shi pondered, and then she shook her head: "Forget it, the matter has come to this, we can only take one step at a time. , I hope that the war heroes can meet the Eastern Family in the semi-finals."
"Uh, Sister Shi, what you mean seems to be that the Long family will definitely lose to Zhan Yingxiong. You are not related to the Long family..." Liu Yue Feixue said, but before she could finish, Samadhi Shi stopped her with her eyes.
"Although Long Teng is a super master with dual professions and is stronger than Desert Guyan, he is the only one with dual professions in the Long family, and there are three war heroes. It is difficult for him to survive alone, so the Long family will lose." Samadhi Shi explained. .
"Yes, the Long family will definitely lose in 5v5. As long as the hero wins any of the first four games, they will win. In this way, the Long family is very likely to lose." Qin Xin said, sitting on the seat, and then her tone changed. : "As for the Assassin's House and the Yeyu Family, if they don't know how to resolve the assassin's invisibility, then the Yeyu Family has an 80% chance of losing. Now they have a 90% chance of winning, because in the last 5v5 game, the Yeyu Family will definitely win. , it is not difficult for them to win only one of the first four games.”
"The Yeyu family is so lucky that a gang of more than ten people can advance to the semi-finals." June Feixue said, then she glanced at Fireworks Yi Leng and Pilang Chengfeng, and she smiled: " It’s not Sister Feng and Sister Yanhua who caused this, I guess Boss Wuming and the others hate Sister Feng and the others now.”
"What does it have to do with me? I'm just learning from others." Polang Chengfeng said. While she was watching this, she kept looking at the fireworks and it was obvious that she decisively threw the blame to her.
"The team of Assassin's House has too single profession. It can still win against ordinary teams, but it is very likely to lose against experts similar to them." Yanhua Yi said coldly, and then did not dwell on this issue: "As for There is no suspense in this match between the Dongfang Family and the Fengxing Gang, it just depends on how much Fengxing can force out of the Dongfang Family."
While doing this, the martial arts competition was about to begin, and Ye Luo and the others were teleported into a ring.
Just like Samadhi and the others, after entering the quarter-finals, the market place was much more majestic than before, with the area expanded more than ten times. There were millions of spectators at the edge of the arena, ten times the size before.
June Feixue checked and found that the current price of martial arts tickets has increased to 1,000 gold coins, and they are still expensive but not marketable. According to scalpers, the price of a ticket has risen to 5,000 gold coins, or even more.
"Tsk tsk, the arena with millions of spectators is actually full of seats. Doesn't this mean at least 1 billion gold coins?" Po Lang Chengfeng sighed with emotion: "This is just one game, and now there are four games going on at the same time. Then there are the semi-finals and the final.”
"Tickets are not just 1,000 gold coins each. Scalper tickets are even more expensive, and can even be doubled several times." Liu Feixue said, with a smile on her pretty face: "This means it's all money, and in the end it's worth it." It will be given to us.”
"Okay, don't think about this for now, think about how to beat Uncle Dionysus." Samadhi Shi said: "Only by defeating them can we enter the top four and continue to compete for the top three spots."
"Hey, it's not easy to win against the Dionysians. Let's just let Yue'er, Sister Feng, and Sister Yanhua take turns on the stage. For 2v2, let Uncle Ye Luo lead one person on the stage. Finally, with the strongest lineup of 5v5, we can easily win. Won the game." June Feixue said casually.
"It seems so." Othello nodded.
On the other side, listening to the conversation between Yue Yue Feixue and others, Jian Nanchun and others' faces became ugly, while Du Kang, the god of wine, looked dumbfounded. He secretly said: "Even if it is the truth, shouldn't you girls restrain themselves?" Yes, we parties are listening."
As if he heard the voice of the Dionysus Du Kang, Po Lang Chengfeng said: "Hey, please speak louder, don't let Uncle Dionysus and the others hear. Although it is true, it will be embarrassing if they hear it."
It was originally a kind word, but it was revealed like this, which made the Dionysus Du Kang and others even more embarrassed. Nu Nuerhong snorted coldly, her pretty face flushed, full of anger, but she didn't know how to refute.
"Well, Chengfeng, didn't Brother Feng teach you that you should have reservations while being honest?" Du Kang, the God of Wine, said, and he muttered: "Although you are very strong, it's better to be humble, right? "
