Ah this...
Why are there such malicious groupings? ! Did you really draw lots?
Under the dull gaze of Wayne who doubted his life, Ge Li was slightly startled.
Immediately, she raised the corners of her mouth as if she had a winning chance.
"Haha - a guy like you can only dare to fight with me now if he relies on a man, Miss Chrissy."
Wayne quickly stepped forward and blocked the two of them.
But before he could say anything, Chris grabbed the collar from behind and pushed him away.
"Don't forget how you were defeated by me back then."
"Today is different from the past." Ge Li didn't seem to care about her words at all, and his expression didn't change at all. "Now, do you still dare to compete with me alone?"
Chrissy's expression paused.
If it were limited to the conditions of individual competition, I would indeed no longer be able to challenge as unscrupulously as before.
Because she could no longer confidently say that she would be able to defeat the person in front of her.
If Ge Li doesn't follow martial ethics and proposes to fight her directly, there is no possibility of winning in the current situation.
Perhaps because he saw Chris's lack of confidence in her silence, Songli smiled more genuinely.
"It doesn't matter, even if you hide behind others, I can still win."
"As long as I win the last time, it doesn't matter how many times I lost before that...and you can't afford to lose even once."
At this moment, Wayne deeply realized what a real dilemma was.
As if she had completely seen through the person in front of her, she looked past Chris and came to Olive.
Olive looked back and forth between the two aristocratic ladies who seemed to be in conflict, and finally chose to pretend she didn't see anything. "Students, you have two minutes to warm up before the competition, please take advantage of it."
As she said this, she gave way.
Wayne could only try to ignore the curious glances around him that were attracted by the dispute, and led the team members to the instrument in the middle.
"Everyone, stand on both sides of me in order, and listen to my instructions later." He whispered, "Later, just keep inputting magic power at a fixed frequency and low intensity, um... just once per second, and the rest Don’t worry about it at all.”
"If you feel like you can't hold on any longer, just say it. In short, try to avoid sudden fluctuations so that I won't be unable to respond in time."
The others responded with serious faces: "Yes!"
The number card drawn by Chris was No. 14, which happened to be sandwiched between the other two groups.
Wayne pretended to glance casually at Tasia who was also singing on the spot.
Song Li had no expression, but Tasia looked interested as she held the ball used to input magic power.
Wayne, who was slightly distracted, also picked up the magic sensor in his hand.
Close your eyes and put some magic power into it.
It's like entering a long box with a very narrow width, and you can only move in a narrow space. Once the boundary zone is detected, the corresponding magic power will appear, canceling out the magic power input by oneself.
Wayne probably understood that the "repulsive force" was the magic power originally stored in the instrument.
He suddenly felt a little unhappy.
Professor Conley suddenly asked himself to recharge the memory in the research room before. It was probably because of his own fun that he consumed it completely every day.
Damn it, why didn’t you tell me that you were doing something interesting like this?
Fortunately, the finished product is already out, so it won't be too much trouble if you want to modify it someday.
Each group practiced team coordination for a while, and under Olive's instructions, the game finally officially started.
Chris struggled to input magic power into the sensor, even her face turned red.
Wayne's magic power joined in a little later, gently pushing it towards the orange light point falling from the top.
In the magic field formed by the instrument, everyone can clearly see the internal changes.
"Don't worry, the light spots will fall very slowly at first." Wayne comforted him softly.
I saw two light spots colliding with each other, and in the blink of an eye they suddenly dispersed like rain and snow melting away.
Seeing this scene in front of her, Chris became a little excited, and her response was also affected. The magic power inputted next time obviously exceeded the agreed intensity.
Wayne's expression was as calm as ever, but his magic power was silently reduced accordingly.
The second orange light spot was also successfully eliminated.
Probably because she discovered the slight mistake she made just now and wanted to make adjustments, the magic power that Chris input for the third time was less.
But it doesn't matter. Wayne has become basically adept at adapting to circumstances.
After only typing for the fourth time, Chris could no longer continue. It was difficult to even maintain the concentration of magic power. Wayne immediately called out: "Gavin, it's your turn to start."
The classroom was very quiet, except for the occasional short instructions from the test team. In terms of atmosphere, there is no doubt that the current one is more tense than any previous one.
In the last row of this large lecture theater, there are more than a dozen teachers who are sent to study from different institutions.
Each of them had a pen and paper prepared with them. They had been observing the performance of everyone on the field, and from time to time they picked up pens to record something.
From the beginning of class to now, these people have barely made any noise.
"Hey...the three groups above seem to be the strongest groups at present. Maybe the final winner will be one of them. Who do you think will win?"
One teacher finally couldn't bear it any longer and started to communicate quietly with his friend who was in the same profession.
"I heard that the girl with flaxen hair on the left is the owner of light magic who has always ranked first in Qingxi Academy." The young man sitting next to him pondered, "I think she should be able to win, right?"
Although their voices were not loud, they were still heard by others around them.
A middle-aged woman not far away suddenly turned around and offered a different opinion.
"Although that girl is very strong in her own right, she can't compare to the group on the right that the eldest lady of the Edgeworth family is on."
"The members of that group are all A-rated students. In our college, I'm afraid all of them are top-notch talents. When it comes to team collaboration, which group has more potential."
The two parties had different views, and the man who had just been refuted still wanted to continue the argument.
But before he could speak again, he was suppressed by the deputy dean who led the team: "That's enough, you guys, please be quiet!"
"Learn from other people's excellent experiences and don't affect your normal teaching!"
So the young man had no choice but to shut his mouth full of resentment.
