The rules of the competition are elimination system, and there are 100 people including the special class.
In order to allow the first-level students who qualified for the competition in the qualifiers to have a good experience and not leave any psychological shadow in this competition, they would not be able to meet Xiyun and Ji Qingge in the early stages of the competition.
Special-level superpowers are already beyond the abilities of these students.
"So, that guy Yuan Ji slipped away again?"
After Yang Fan, who lived next door to Yuan Ji, nodded, Wei Wushuang sighed inwardly.
She doesn't seem to have much authority as a teacher.
The key is that the guy was personally named by the principal to be protected. If someone related to another family hits him, he will hit him, but Wei Wushuang doesn't want to mess with that old guy.
The key is that he can't beat him, and if he wants to advance to Qingyuan, he has to rely on that old guy's guidance.
A relative who suffered a thousand blows.
With that said, Wei Wushuang turned around and waved her hand.
"Follow up, keep up, it's time to compete."
The venue is still the same one used in the qualifiers, in the center of the first-level area. The surrounding auditorium can accommodate up to 200,000 people at a time. There are also commentators hired from professional companies, and the Medical Association has also invited doctors who specialize in first aid.
It is said that the school will select several reference games and put them on the official website of Baidi College as recruitment advertisements.
When passing by the Medical Association, Ning Yun glanced at Han Feng who was adjusting Han Qianyan's condition.
"Welcome everyone to the friendly exchange and friendly competition with the special class held in the first-level area of Baidi Academy. I am Xiaoqian, the commentator from the Anfeier Entertainment Platform. I will accompany you through the next two days."
"Hello everyone, I'm Xiaozhi."
The narrator is a talkative girl who is slightly worse than Azusa. Her voice is quite nice, as melodious as an oriole.
The short-haired, feminine boy sitting next to her, whose name sounded like he was a boy, was a bit silent. He also had the badge of the No-Superpowers Zone and the Information Department hanging on his chest.
He was probably brought here to be a young man. His face was unhappy, as if he was going to be used as cannon fodder on the battlefield.
"The competition is about to begin, all players please take your seats."
The school does not like to make the presence of special classes too high. There have been incidents of unknown forces assassinating famous special class students before, so the opening ceremony of the competition was completed before Wei Wushuang and the others came.
"Go ahead."
Wei Wushuang signaled to Ning Yun, "Come on."
The first-level students who passed the preliminaries were all high-level supernatural beings. Ning Yun was good with animals, but not that much better with people.
Alas, today's young people.
So vindictive.
Ning Yun took over the hurried battle and walked up the stairs to the ring.
"Wow, this first game is the highlight. You must know that this player who looks very calm and good-looking is a freshman in this special class. It seems that our competition personnel want to inspire others and inspire the next ones. Competitor." Fortunately, the noisy commentator's voice was blocked by the sound barrier when Ning Yun entered the ring.
"The first thing I want to introduce is player Jin Rong, who has won the runner-up in the soil series for three consecutive times and is known as the 'Tuba King'. You must know that Jin Rong can survive the meteor bombardment of the famous genius Zhang Beifan for more than 20 seconds. The players not only make people look forward to it, but also what the outcome of this game will be.”
On the ring, the burly Jin Rong looked at Ning Yun with disdain.
"The honor of the special class does not need to be tarnished by people like you. I will humiliate you severely and let the school understand what kind of place the special class is."
Aren’t they all places where classes are held?
And what about your standard trash talk?
"Come." Jin Rong waved his arms, and a thick stone shield formed in front of him, "I will not bully you. As long as you can break my defense, I will automatically admit defeat."
As he said that, he felt the aura of a weak intermediate superpower in Ning Yun's body, and the disdain in his heart deepened.
He, Jin Rong, came to Baidi Academy from the distant Yellow Star to work hard, not just for this kind of people to step on his head.
Um...
Ning Yun scratched his head when he looked at the impetuous young man across from him who was overconfident and had deliberately reduced his stone shield to show off his powers.
Then, he took out the red dragon hand cannon and adjusted it to mid-range.
"boom!"
The shield generator in the arena may have been a little underpowered, and it was directly penetrated by the red cannonball.
"Quick, quick, quick! Ambulance! Rescue robot! Rescue doctor!"
"Hurry up, hurry up! He's dying!"
"Is this man sick? Didn't the teacher teach him the rules of the game?"
"Quick, quick, quick, there are almost no people left!"
Well, it seems like I got into trouble.
No, that...
High-level superpower users, alas, are still good at defensive earth elements.
So crispy?
Or is the hand cannon's gear set too high?
But back on Ye Haixing, even when I turned on the maximum power, I didn't cause much damage, right?
Ning Yun was a little confused when he looked at Jin Rong, who had a big black hole in his chest and was foaming at the mouth. He was being helped onto a stretcher by the doctor.
However, you can still consider yourself a winner, right?
Speaking of which, this guy is too delicate. Ning Yun saw Yang Fan smashed into pieces by Xi Yun with his black claws two days ago. It was the kind of smash where every bone was broken into at least four pieces. But half an hour later, He can still sparring with Ji Qingge vigorously.
"Beep——"
A shrill whistle sounded and the sound barrier was lifted.
The whistle-blowing referee stepped onto the ring holding a red card and said, "The player has seriously violated the rules. The result of the game is invalid. Player Ning Yun is not allowed to continue competing."
How can I put this result?
Ning Yun was quite satisfied.
With this thought in mind, he walked off the stage, still holding the pendant in his left hand, preparing to take out a lounge chair and tea, and lie down in the viewing area specially designated by the school for the special class to watch the excitement.
"be opposed to!"
"Let him keep playing!"
"The First Order will avenge the First Order!"
"Objection!" "Objection!" "Objection!"
I don’t know who took the lead. For a moment, the entire spectator area was filled with angry roars.
They all wanted Ning Yun to continue playing and let this opportunistic guy receive the punishment he deserved.
The referee was a little at a loss. He had the red card in his hand and could neither accept it nor lift it.
After a while, he received instructions from his superiors and re-sentenced the punishment.
"Give player Ning Yun a yellow card warning. If he commits another foul, all his points will be deducted!"
