After meeting with a group of mobile intelligence agents from Team Rocket yesterday, Ming Zheng suddenly realized that he might have underestimated this grand event in the entire region.
With the strength he has shown now, he can only maintain the level of fighting against real birds.
This is under the premise of ensuring that you do not encounter other top eight seeded players.
As a newcomer participating in the competition for the first time, he will not receive any preferential treatment in the allocation of battles. It is not surprising to even meet a seeded player in the first game.
In this way, even if there are only four short days left, Mingzheng is not willing to let it go and is working hard on pre-match training, whether in reality or in a dream.
A large number of trainers, businessmen, tourists, representatives of various organizations, etc. have also arrived one after another, waiting for the opening of the competition.
On a private yacht, Hua Feng looked at Suzuland Island through the round window in the warehouse. She touched the exquisite and small badge box in her hand, her eyes full of anticipation.
Beside him, a muscular Nidorino was sleeping next to him, but he was always alert not to get too close, lest he accidentally poison his trainer.
On the plane, Caizhong sat silently in her seat in a daze, but she still came to compete. Even though she knew she would definitely meet Mingzheng, she still came.
"What's wrong, Caizhong? It seems like your condition hasn't been adjusted since the last mission?"
"Ah, it's okay, I'm just a little airsick."
"Want a glass of water?"
"No need, brother, I'll just take it easy!"
"Then close your eyes and take a rest. Suzuran Island is coming soon."
"good."
Caizhong obediently closed his eyes and began to rest.
Beside him, a thin man was watching quietly, with no idea what he was thinking in his eyes.
In the economy class seat behind the two of them, a boy with light brown hair slept soundly, unaffected by the turbulence and noise of the plane.
In the shadow under his feet, a pair of red eyes quietly appeared, and there was a faint and strange laughter, which suddenly woke up the passengers around him, but they didn't know the reason.
The young man frowned slightly, tilted his head and continued to sleep. With a gentle step under his feet, his red eyes quietly disappeared without a trace.
In this way, people Ming Zheng knows and doesn't know, people he has seen and people he has never seen will all take turns to appear in this league competition, pursuing the only championship trophy.
And time, with everyone's nervousness, excitement, and anxiety, fast forwarded to the day before the competition, which was the night of the opening ceremony.
When the torch was escorted to the main venue by Damalanchi, the president of the Elf Alliance, it was then sent to the torch platform by seed player Teng Shu to be lit.
It also means that this year’s Sinnoh Regional Alliance Competition—the Suzuran Tournament has officially begun!
Without any unnecessary nonsense, President Damalanqi directly announced the rules of the preliminary round.
The total number of participants in this competition is 165, which is much less than Mingzheng imagined.
It can also be seen that not only the gorgeous competition has not yet become popular, but even the league competition still has great potential to be tapped.
Although the number of people was small, it did not affect the brutality of the preliminary competition.
165 people will be randomly assigned into groups of three, with a total of 55 groups.
Among them, 55 first place players in the group directly entered the top 64!
Those who lose both games in the group or lose one and draw one will be eliminated directly.
The remaining players will compete in pairs to determine the remaining 9 top 64 places.
The rules of the competition after the top 64 will be announced later.
Obviously, the rules of this Suzuli Conference are different from the past. At least the Rockets' Maldo has no so-called rematch indicator.
Because usually the top 108 will enter the semi-finals, but this time there is no such thing.
But relatively, such a complex event avoids the upset of popular players to a certain extent, allowing players with relatively poor initial performance to stand out and become dark horses.
Of course, it would be best if you can show up directly. The remaining time will not be wasted whether training or resting to adjust the state.
Soon, on the huge electronic screen in the main venue, the allocation of the 55 groups was refreshed one by one. The contestants held their breath, naturally they did not want to meet the seeded contestants too early.
At this time, Mingzheng's profile picture also appeared on the electronic screen. Looking at the other two people surrounded by a triangle, Mingzheng couldn't help but show a slightly weird expression.
"Fuck! How come I'm in the same group as him!"
In the player box, Jie Luo saw Ming Zheng's photo appearing in the group and couldn't help but curse directly.
According to the organization's requirements, he has to make way for Mingzheng!
Jero looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, and then calmed down, with a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth.
You are still young, please let me go this time!
Ming Zheng carefully noted down the two people in his team, and his intelligence ability would be put into use in due course.
Before the show was over, Mingzheng continued to scan the other groups, and soon saw someone he was familiar with.
"Hua Feng, Ares, oh, Maldo and Jones were assigned to a group, what a bad luck..."
Mingzheng suddenly frowned, she actually saw vegetable seeds!
Do you still think that you can be deceived if you have a good heart?
Then let's see what you are doing!
Mingzheng already had an idea in his mind. When he looked down, a photo with a cheerful smile firmly caught Mingzheng's eyes.
"Why does it feel like...where have I seen it before?"
The opening ceremony ended with the contestants talking a lot and the audience looking forward to it.
It was night, and the players' village was still brightly lit.
From time to time, you can hear other trainers' impromptu training through the extremely soundproof walls. I don't know if they are deliberately putting pressure on other players.
Ming Zhengze sat in front of the computer and carefully browsed the information of the two people in the group.
It's easy to find information about Jello. With the help of real birds, you can find out exactly what color Jello's underwear is.
And if he wants to find out, he will only find that his authority level is not high enough.
Another person in the group is named Yuan Shan. He is a trainer with a very obvious fighting style. He mainly focuses on the power attack style, which is relatively easy to target.
After making arrangements for tomorrow's battle, Mingzheng didn't waste any time and took all the elves to sleep early and entered the dream world, leaving only the strange-antlered deer outside to look after the house.
In the dream world, Mingzheng did not rush to do pre-match training. Instead, she waved to take photos of Caizhong's dream bubbles, actively connected to her own dream, and prepared to observe while training.
"Then the next step is the final preparation training!"
"oh!"
All the elves responded one after another. They had been preparing for this day for a long time!
A night without words...
The next morning, Mingzheng got up early, had breakfast with the elves in an orderly manner, and browsed the competition forum.
Only then did he realize that last night someone complained about a certain trainer deliberately making training noise and he had been warned.
Mingzheng laughed it off and walked out of the door in high spirits.
He followed the instructions and slowly came to the branch venue of the competition, and found that both Yuanshan and Jero had already arrived.
Then, the first game of the group stage, Mingzheng VS Harayama, will officially begin!
Give a fluid and then code.
(End of chapter)
