Ivysaur's vine whip also wanted to avoid the boiling water column and continue to lash out at Prince Bo, but it was obviously overthinking.
It moved sideways, and Prince Bo's water column also moved, forcing Ivysaur to collide with it head-on.
"boom!"
The vine whip had to stand in front of the water column and was constantly impacted by the water column.
"Wow~"
Ivysaur stepped firmly on the ground with both feet and suddenly exerted force, and the two sides began to wrestle together.
There was a stalemate at the beginning, but as both sides continued to exert their strength, Prince Bo's attacks gradually gained the upper hand.
Vine Whip was continuously forced back, and at the same time, Prince Bo also began to approach Ivysaur.
There was a stalemate like this for several seconds, and Ivysaur chose a strategic retreat. It couldn't hold on any longer.
He began to retract the vine whip and chose to use his own body to resist Prince Xiabo's attack.
The water column impacted on Ivysaur's body, and its body continued to fall backwards under the huge impact, its limbs leaving traces on the ground.
"Wow~"
"Ivysaur, use paralysis powder!" Huang Jinhui gave the second command.
Cheng Cheng asked worriedly at the end of the field: "Is Jiang Jing okay?"
Liu Bin said calmly: "Cheng Cheng, I'm going to criticize you now. It's been one semester, and you still don't have confidence in Brother Jing?"
"So what if we are restrained? Brother Jing has encountered such a battle before, and he didn't win in the end. We can just watch the game quietly and wait for Brother Jing to win the battle."
Cheng Cheng was surprised: "Is that so? Are you so confident in Jiang Jing?"
Liu Bin said: "Of course, it's because I know Brother Jing that I have confidence in him."
The battle on the field continues.
The flower core behind the Ivysaur quickly released an orange powder, scattering it into the air.
Numbing powder!
Upon seeing this, Prince Bo directly sprayed another water column to hit Ivysaur's body, and then deflected it and released it towards the sky.
Like a goddess scattering flowers, water droplets fall into the surrounding air.
The paralysis powder was contaminated with water and fell directly to the ground.
The paralysis powder of Ivysaur was thus cracked.
Then Prince Bo jumped up, jumped, and attacked Ivysaur in the air.
Huang Jinhui frowned and said to himself: So fast
Prince Bo's every move was ridiculously fast, almost without any hesitation, just like flowing clouds and flowing water.
This is something that Ivysaur cannot do at all.
The reason Prince Bo moved so quickly was thanks to his heavy-duty vest.
Wear it every day for training, and as soon as you put it on, you will feel as light as a swallow, and your speed will naturally become faster.
"Prince Bo, use slap!"
"wave~"
Prince Bo slapped him down with one palm. His arm had already formed muscle memory. As long as he had a thought, he could slap the palm out in an instant.
The eyes of others can only see the afterimage.
"Pa~"
With a crisp sound, Ivysaur was slapped to the ground.
The whole body fell to the ground.
Ivysaur let out a scream, and Prince Bo's slap directly made its forehead buzz, making stars shine in its eyes.
The brain could no longer think at all, but then it received another heavy slap on the head.
His whole brain felt buzzing. He no longer knew what was happening and was completely confused.
"Ivysaur, wake up!" Huang Jinhui shouted loudly, hoping that it would wake up.
But Jiang Jing won't give it a chance. If you don't practice martial ethics, don't practice martial ethics.
"Prince Bo, use the water gun!"
"wave~"
Prince Bo opened his mouth, and a water column could hit Ivysaur's body at close range, knocking it out quickly.
The body slid on the ground, then reached the boundary wall and hit it hard.
"boom!"
The wall cracked directly, and cracks like spider webs appeared.
Ivysaur was also completely unconscious.
The referee immediately announced: "Ivysaur loses the ability to fight, and Prince Bo wins."
"In the first game, Rongcheng won eight."
The word "win" appeared after Jiang Jing's name on the large LED screen.
Huang Jinhui's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that he had lost like this, and in such a sloppy and aggrieved way.
It shouldn't be a fierce competition between myself and Jiang Jing, but my Ivysaur relied on its attribute restraint to allow me to win in the end.
Jiang Jing is defeated secretly, and the goddess Wei Anqi will see her powerful side and fall in love with her. From then on, she will reach the pinnacle of life and marry Bai Fumei.
But the reality is cruel. He lost in less than three minutes, which shows that his strength is far inferior to Jiang Jing.
He was completely defeated like a crusher, so what about attribute restraint? It was useless when the gap was too big.
When she took back the Ivysaur and walked down, Wei Anqi's eyes were not on her. You didn't even want to look at me again.
From then on, there was another frustrated person in the world.
Jiang Jing didn't know the rich heart of his opponent Huang Jinhui. He was very happy now because Prince Bo had upgraded. He equipped the lucky egg and upgraded it within a few days.
【Elf】: Prince Bo (Lucky Egg)
[Attribute]: Water
【Talent】：★★★★
[Level]: LV19 → LV20
[Characteristics]: Rapids
[Skills]: Slapping (expertise), shouting (expertise), foam light (expertise), playing with water (expertise), peck (expertise), water gun (expertise), endurance (expertise), random attack (expertise) Skilled), Metal Claw (rough)
…
Not only did his level increase, he also learned a new skill - metal claws.
Now I finally have a powerful close-quarters skill, and I can’t just use slap every time.
"wave~"
When Prince Bo felt the energy flowing through his body and his physical strength that was constantly recovering, he knew that he had leveled up.
…
The third match was between Ye Zijin and Wei Anqi. I don’t know why Jiang Jing felt that Ye Zijin was very motivated to fight today.
Is it because the opponent is the number one newcomer in the sixth middle school?
Some don’t quite understand.
Of course, Wei Anqi also felt something was wrong. She felt that Ye Zijin looked at her with a somewhat hostile look.
This can be seen from the battle. The battle between the two sides was extremely fierce.
Wei Anqi used Poison Rose, while Ye Zijin sent Qilulian.
Unsurprisingly, Ye Zijin won.
Rongcheng No. 8 Middle School has won two games.
Wei Anqi was in a bad mood when she went down. She didn't expect that she didn't lose to Jiang Jing, but to an unknown girl.
Of course, Ye Zijin is not unknown, she is also a well-known potential newcomer.
The battle went very quickly, and the strength of the Sixth Middle School was not very strong.
Today's battle ended with six wins and four losses.
No. 8 Middle School is very happy, but No. 6 Middle School is very disappointed.
Anyway, Wei Anqi sent a WeChat message after the battle.
[Wei Anqi: I actually lost to that girl from your school? 】
[Jiang Jing: It’s normal for you to lose, okay? Ye Zijin is very strong. If you underestimate her, you will suffer a big loss. 】
[Jiang Jing: He was the number one in age before us. 】
[Wei Anqi: Ah, I'm not happy, I'm so sad, but you still don't comfort me and cry.jpg.]
[Jiang Jing:...]
On this day, the principal’s office of No. 8 Middle School.
Principal Pang rarely has time to drink tea with Coach Luo today.
Principal Pang took a sip of the hot tea. The hot tea flowed down his throat and into his stomach, making him feel warm and comfortable.
After feeling comfortable, Principal Pang closed his eyes and said, "A few days ago, a friend called me. Do you know what he wanted from me?"
Coach Luo asked curiously: "What's the matter?"
Principal Pang said: "He said someone is investigating Jiang Jing, a student in our school."
Coach Luo is not surprised at all. This is normal. Other schools will find people to inquire about some outstanding students.
Principal Pang continued: "I asked out of curiosity who was investigating, and you know who he told me? They are actually two idle people in society."
"To put it plainly, they were just two street gangsters, so I asked that friend to find out why they wanted to investigate Jiang Jing."
"The results are interesting."
Now Coach Luo became interested and asked curiously: "What was the result like?"
Principal Pang said with a smile: "This investigation revealed that someone paid them to beat up Jiang Jing. It's as simple as that. You can tell whether it's funny or not."
Coach Luo smiled and said, "It's indeed quite funny."
Principal Pang opened his eyes and said, "Although it's funny, but if you want to touch my students, how can you let them go so easily?"
"What they did before is enough for them to get in."
"They are expected to stay in the bureau for a while. How long they will stay depends on themselves." When he said this, Principal Pang was extremely serious, with a terrifying aura exuding from his body.
Coach Luo was frightened for a moment.
After calming down, Principal Pang continued:
"By the way, there is one more thing. I went to the Education Bureau for a meeting not long ago, and there was one thing I forgot to mention."
Coach Luo put down his tea cup and listened.
Principal Pang continued: "The next city competition will be reformed, and the most important reform is to add the Rongcheng High School Elf Individual Competition."
Upon hearing this, Coach Luo said: "That won't have any impact on the city competition."
Principal Pang said: "Although it has no impact, it still has some impact on the school."
"Of course the most important thing is that a bonus has been set up, of which the school can collect 30%."
"This 30% bonus can be used as a bonus for staff, which means you can get another income."
Coach Luo asked the most critical question: "Who will pay for this bonus? How much is it?"
Principal Pang said: "This money will be sponsored by private companies, and they will also pay the bonus."
Coach Luo said: "Advertising?"
Principal Pang said: "That's right."
"And the bonuses are only for the top three, and the bonuses are huge."
"The first place will receive a bonus of 1 million yuan, the second place will receive 500,000 yuan, and the third place will receive 300,000 yuan."
"We can definitely compete."
Coach Luo asked curiously: "Are you relying on classmate Jiang Jing?"
Principal Pang nodded and said, "He is the only one in our school who has this potential."
"Ye Zijin and Peng Yu are still a little behind."
Coach Luo said: "It seems that Jiang Jing is really important."
Principal Pang said: "Of course, otherwise I wouldn't spend my energy to help him find elves."
"Go and tell Jiang Jing that the three-star steel elf he wants is available. It won't be available to him until April."
Coach Luo nodded: "I understand."
…
"Brother Jing, do you know something?" Liu Bin said suddenly while walking on the road.
At this time, they had just finished class and were preparing to go to the cafeteria to eat.
Liu Bin, who was playing with his mobile phone, suddenly asked curiously.
Jiang Jing asked curiously: "What's going on?"
Liu Bin said: "Do you still remember the little Japanese Mao Qian who played against you in No. 2 Middle School? I heard that he entered the game."
"He was invited to have tea, but in the end it was their principal who found someone to fish him out."
Jiang Jing was stunned for a moment, this little Japanese actually got into the situation.
"Because of what?"
Liu Bin said: "I heard from Yu Qing that it was because he was looking for people who were idle in society to cause trouble."
Jiang Jing said: "Hire someone to commit murder?"
Liu Bin said: "It's not that serious. It seems like I paid someone to beat him up."
Jiang Jing asked curiously: "Then Mao Qian should be finished, this matter is a bit serious."
Liu Bin shook his head and sneered: "Haha, how is that possible? He has nothing to do with him. Nothing happened to him after he was taken away."
Jiang Jing shook his head and said, "That No. 2 Middle School is really finished."
Liu Bin said: "Indeed, the entire university circle knows about this matter anyway."
"That little Japanese Mao Qian is now famous, and the reputation of No. 2 Middle School is ruined."
"It's a pity that Su Jincheng, I think he is quite good, but it's a pity that he is a student of No. 2 Middle School."
…
In the evening, in the private room of Longxiang Elf Training Hall.
"Prince Bo, use the metal claw!"
"wave~"
Prince Bo shouted, his eyes shining with white light, and then two waves of energy surged out from his arms, covering them and forming energy claws.
Then it was launched like a slingshot, and the body exploded instantly.
It struck in front of the sandbag with lightning speed, swung its energy claws, and quickly struck the sofa.
Metal claw!
“Bang bang!
"
There were two loud noises, the sandbag shook violently, and two deep claw marks were left on the outside.
Prince Bo stopped in front of the sandbag and began to pant. It was wearing a weight-bearing vest with three times the gravity.
Every time you use it, you need to consume more energy.
But once the weight-bearing vest is removed, its speed will be qualitatively improved.
"Prince Bo, take a rest." Jiang Jing threw an energy cube to it.
"wave~"
Prince Bo stretched out his mouth to catch the energy cube and started chewing it.
Then he sat down directly on the ground and rested.
Looking at Kodora's training, it is still mainly training the three skills of iron head, head hammer, and rock blockade.
Among them, only Head Hammer has reached the specialization level. Its goal is to upgrade both Iron Head and Rock Blockade to the specialization level within these two months.
Let your strength improve qualitatively again.
Ghost Stone, on the other hand, started using its shadow fist in front of a sandbag. Since it had hands, its life has become much easier.
In particular, I am obsessed with the skill of Shadow Fist. I also start to watch some boxing videos, hoping to learn something from them to increase my mastery of Shadow Fist.
Every elf is improving steadily.
…
At the same time, in the private room next door to Jiang Jing, Xu Ying was talking on the phone with someone.
Just listen to Xu Ying say impatiently: "Don't ask me again when I will transfer schools."
"I will naturally transfer when it's time to transfer. It's not yet time yet. I will continue to stay in No. 8 Middle School."
"I will naturally inform you when I want to transfer to another school. I will definitely transfer before the provincial competition."
…
Xu Ying hung up the phone and said to himself: "I don't have much time. Let's see where this year's competition goes."
Then he suddenly thought of Jiang Jing. Every time he thought of Jiang Jing, he would become irritable for no reason.
Obviously he is the captain of the school team and is very strong, but his popularity in the school is not as high as Jiang Jing's. How can he endure this?
…
Time passes slowly, and for the varsity teams of sophomores and seniors, every day is extremely busy.
The current situation is that there are battles every day, starting right from the beginning of school, and it is not until the beginning of March that the preliminaries for the market drop are almost completed.
The school the Eighth Middle School faced in the penultimate game was Warren Middle School.
Jiangjing can be regarded as the last school among the top three schools in Rongcheng.
The strength is also extremely terrifying. In addition to the two geniuses Su Wei and Jia Shipeng, there are two newcomers whose strength is also terrifying.
No. 8 Middle School lost this battle, only won four games, and was defeated cleanly.
Of course, the day after the game, Su Wei placed an order for himself. Su Wei came to challenge Jiang Jing again, using the same fire monkey.
The final result was still the defeat of the Menghuo Monkey.
Su Wei's Meng Huohou became stronger after a winter vacation, but it was really no match for Jiang Jing's Kodora.
In terms of level, the Fire Monkey is only three levels below, and it is impossible to break Kodora's defense.
Unless both parties are at the same level, there is still the possibility of defeating Kodora.
After the battle, Su Wei and Jia Shipeng took Jiang Jing out for dinner again.
This time it was barbecue, and it was Su Wei's treat.
Looking at the strings of small meat skewers on the table, he was not polite at all, he just took one and ate it.
Su Wei said: "The city preliminaries are about to end, and the main competition will be next."
"Jiang Jing, I think we should not meet him too early."
"Otherwise you might not be able to reach the top eight."
Jiang Jing finished his meal and said, "I really don't want to meet you, Warren Middle School. Your strength this year is too terrifying."
"The last thing I want to meet is you and No. 1 Middle School. There is still some hope for other schools."
So the three of them ate and chatted for about half an hour before ending.
After Jiang Jing left, Jia Shipeng asked curiously: "Didn't you say you wanted to recruit Jiang Jing?"
Su Wei said: "It's useless. Jiang Jing will never leave No. 8 Middle School."
"And even if it costs him too much to leave, the school may not be willing to do so."
"But I think there is one person who is very hopeful."
Jia Shipeng asked: "Who?"
Su Wei took a sip of Fat Boy's Happy Water and said, "Second Middle School."
Jia Shipeng widened his eyes and asked, "Are you sure he can come?"
Su Wei said: "Their school is almost in ruins, why can't they come?"
Jia Shipeng said: "If he can come, I will treat you to dinner."
Su Wei smiled and said: "Then just wait for the treat."
…
The city preliminaries for No. 8 Middle School officially ended on March 5.
After nearly five months, the city preliminaries are finally over.
Of course, it's not time to rest yet. The main game will start after a week's rest.
After the self-study ended that evening, everyone came to the battle hall.
Most of them are nervous, some are because of today's eliminations, and some are because the next games are the most important, and every game is very critical.
After the training activities ended, a group of people began to sit in the rest area.
Coach Luo was discussing with the two assistant coaches.
After a while, Coach Luo picked up the microphone and said, "Everyone, come here to gather."
After everyone stood up, Coach Luo looked around and said, "I believe everyone knows what I am going to do."
"Then I won't talk nonsense. For those students whose names I read, congratulations on entering the school team. Those whose names I didn't read will be eliminated by default."
"Jiang Jing, Ye Zijin, Peng Yu, Cao Yanyan, Dong Leshan, Xiao Peng, Cheng Cheng, Zhang Haocheng, Wang Yichang."
"..."
The last person I thought of was Liu Bin, who was the last member of the school team.
The roles of the five people whose names were not read changed instantly.
None of them cried, but all of them lowered their heads and looked depressed.
At this time, Coach Luo began to comfort them.
After about ten minutes, the remaining five people packed up and left.
After they left, there were only thirty people left at the scene.
Coach Luo coughed and said, "Okay, what you say next is very crucial."
"First of all, the main game of the Banyan City Elf League will begin in four days."
"The following games are very important to us, they are not as casual as the preliminaries."
"Every game is very critical. Some students may not be able to play, but they will still play next year. It is very necessary to accumulate some experience."
In fact, the five seniors were the worst off. They couldn't play in the main match. Now that Jiang Jing Zijin and Peng Yu were there, they couldn't even play.
Of course, maybe only three of their fifteen sophomores can play.
Every game is very important. If you win, you will advance. If you lose, you will go home. Come back next year. There will be no second chance.
Therefore, all the players on the field are the ten strongest people from their respective schools.
No. 8 Middle School is no exception. It is estimated that the three main players of the previous school team will not be able to play this time, so their faces are not good-looking, but they do not say anything.
After all, in the school team, strength determines your status. If you don't have strength, you just can't play.
…
Municipal competition headquarters building.
It’s the same office, the same staff, they haven’t seen each other for months.
All of them are much more haggard, and their hair is really getting thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The fat man stared at the two panda eyes and yawned before continuing to type on the computer.
While operating, he said: "It's finally over."
"As long as you survive tonight, the rest will be easy."
The guy opposite picked up the Pikachu water cup on the table. The thick coffee was brewed in it. After taking a sip, he calmed down and said, "Yes!"
"It's finally time to relax. I've been really tired this month. I've lost a lot of hair."
"I might consider getting a hair transplant this year."
A tall man said: "The preliminaries are over, and now comes the most exciting main game every year."
"But to be honest, many potential newcomers were born this year, and they immediately became the main force in the first year."
"Especially that Zhang Xiuxian, I feel that if he plays the fifth position, he has almost no opponent."
At this time, a girl retorted: "That's not necessarily true, Jiang Jing can do it too."
The fat man said dissatisfied: "You are just a fanboy. Isn't Jiang Jing just a little more handsome? Although I have to admit that he is very strong. He probably has no opponent in the sixth position."
"But compared with Zhang Xiuxian, it's still a bit worse. You should have seen his wind speed dog, it's too strong."
Although the girl prefers Jiang Jing, the impression left by Leslie Cheung is indeed too invincible.
Jiang Jing has always played the 10th and 9th positions, and occasionally the 8th position.
However, Chang Xiuxian has always played the No. 8 position, even the No. 7 and No. 6 positions.
In this comparison, Jiang Jing is indeed not as good as Leslie Cheung.
At this time, the fat man suddenly said: "To be honest, I feel sorry for Jiang Jing."
"If he were in schools like No. 1 Middle School, No. 2 Middle School, and Warren, he would probably have a chance to compete in the provincial tournament. But if he is in No. 8 Middle School, even reaching the quarterfinals would be too much."
"Pity!"
"yes!"
Other staff members also felt sorry for Jiang Jing.
At this time, the girl suddenly said: "Isn't there a new individual competition tomorrow?"
“Actually, it’s also an opportunity for Jiangjing.”
"That's right!" Fatty agreed.
"Perhaps then we will be able to know who is the strongest among this class of newcomers instead of relying on guessing."
"I'm looking forward to it."
"Me too."
…
At this time, coaches from other schools also began to take action, and the main game was where each school played its part.
Rongcheng No. 8 Middle School ranked 12th in the preliminaries this time. Xu Yingpai’s highest ranking in personal record was 6th, with a winning rate of 100%.
The second place is Jiangjing, ranked 26th.
The third place is Lin Shanshan, ranked 58th.
A total of 32 schools can enter the main competition.
Less than half of the schools make it to the main draw.
The opponents for the main draw are determined by drawing lots.
The head coaches of all schools will be gathered into a hall, and a round transparent box will be placed on the drawing table in the middle of the hall.
There are countless small white balls in the middle of the box, and there are slips of paper with numbers inside.
Schools that draw the same numbers will compete against each other, and the winning ones will advance to the next round, while the losing ones will go home and come back next year.
Jiang Jing and the others were sitting on the sofa in the dormitory, watching the TV, which was showing the lottery.
This is in a spacious and high-end hall, with the head coaches of 32 schools sitting below.
Go up to the stage in a certain order and draw lots.
Playing on the large LED screen overhead was a page with the names of each school appearing on it each time a number was drawn.
A number will appear after the school name on the screen.
The order of the draw is based on the preliminary rankings.
It's the ninth one now, and it will soon be the eighth middle school.
Liu Bin looked at the coaches who were drawing lots on the TV screen and said, "Don't be drawn to those strong schools!"
"But to be honest, Brother Jing should be the one to draw it. Brother Jing is the Emperor of Europe."
Jiang Jing smiled and said, "If I could go up to draw, I would be willing to go up to draw, but it's a pity that I'm not allowed to go up."
While they were talking, it was Coach Luo's turn. He was unusually calm. He had been drawing for five years, so he couldn't say that he got a particularly good draw.
But there has never been a non-Chief, otherwise it would not have been in the top 16 all year round.
The so-called luck is also a part of strength. If you are lucky, you may be able to draw a weak opponent every round.
Coach Luo walked up to the stage and walked into the transparent box. A beautiful staff member shook the button next to him.
The white sphere inside the entire transparent box began to rotate.
After it stopped, Coach Luo put his hand into the box and pulled out a small white ball.
Then he opened it in full view of everyone, took out the note inside, and unfolded it for everyone to see.
All the members of the No. 8 Middle School team were in front of the TV, looking at the numbers.
"14"
The number fourteen. When Jiang Jing saw the number 14, he saw the number 14 appearing behind Rongcheng No. 8 Middle School on the big screen.
Liu Bin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's great. Fortunately, we don't have to compete with the schools in front of us, so we have a high probability of entering the top 16."
Sun Le said: "Let's pass the first round first."
Ten minutes later, another school drew the same number as No. 8 Middle School.
That was the 12th Middle School. When Liu Bin saw this scene, he laughed directly: "It's great that it is the 17th Middle School. Then there should be no problem in the first round."
"No. 17 Middle School can be said to be one or two from the bottom among the thirty-two schools. We have definitely passed the first round."
Jiang Jing smiled and said, "It's indeed possible. We shouldn't have to worry about it in the first round."
…
Coach Luo came back in the evening and gathered everyone together.
Next to Coach Luo is an LCD screen, which was recently installed.
Only the heads of ten people appeared on the screen. Coach Luo pointed at the screen and said: "These are the ten people I guess are most likely to play among the twelve."
"Due to the rules of the competition, each school must submit a roster, which is a fifteen-man roster, from the start of the main competition."
"Ten of them are the main players and five are substitutes. When something unexpected happens to the main players, only the substitutes can come on."
"Of the ten players who appear at the same time, only players in positions five, six, seven, and eight can be transferred. Players in other positions cannot be transferred."
“My guess is that’s going to be their final roster.”
Then he switched the screen and said: "And now is our ten-man list. Take a look for yourself."
Jiang Jing soon saw his name, which was ranked at No. 8.
Behind are Ye Zijin and Peng Yu.
He didn't have any objections, and then Coach Luo also switched the page and the ten people from the 12th Middle School and their elves appeared again.
"Next, look at your opponents and their elves."
…
The main match of the Rongcheng High School Elf League was not held in each school, but in the gymnasium in the city center.
As for spectators, they are people who watch the game by buying tickets online.
Because the games are held on Saturdays and Sundays, there are still many people who buy to watch the games.
There are two days on Saturday and Sunday, morning, afternoon and evening respectively. Every day is a battle between the two schools.
So 12 games can be played in two days, but there are 16 games played in the first round every year, so the remaining four games will also be arranged.
After playing 16 games in two days, time is still very tight.
Jiangjing's school is ranked 14th, so they are ranked 14th for the match.
…
March 11th, early spring, the weather was perfect.
Li Xiao was walking on the road to the Rongcheng Central Gymnasium. He was watching the Rongcheng High School Elf League.
He is a student in No. 8 Middle School, and their school's competition is the next day.
But the wealthy family bought all the tickets for both days.
The municipal competition is still very famous in Rongcheng. It is hard to get a ticket for the main competition every year, and each ticket costs 300 yuan.
The money for city games is divided into three games a day, morning, noon and night.
Although Li Xiao likes elves and likes to watch elves battle, he is not a student of elves.
Because his family does not want him to be a coach, but wants him to graduate from college and return home to inherit the family business.
So he could only enjoy watching the game every time.
After crossing the long bridge, we arrived at the gate of the sports center, where a group of staff were checking tickets and security checks.
After looking at the tickets, he walked into the stadium and followed the crowd to the lobby, where there were places for entertainment, rest, and meals.
Some people will choose to buy some drinks and popcorn and go in to watch the game.
After walking through the hall and down the stairs, we arrived at the auditorium.
The space of open space came into view.
The game hasn't started yet, but nearly half of the audience is already full.
The Rongcheng Center Gymnasium is still a bit small and can only accommodate a little over 4,000 people. It is said that the leaders are considering expanding the gymnasium.
Enlarge the audience seats, otherwise a lot of people will not be able to get tickets every year, and it can be said that a lot of money will be lost in vain.
Li Xiao found his seat and sat down, then took out an elf ball and released the elf.
It's a Pichu.
"Pichu~"
As soon as Pipichu came out, he looked at everything around him curiously.
Li Xiao said gently: "Pichu, we are here to watch the game, please don't make any noise later."
"Pichu~"
Pichu:
Pichu nodded to show that he would be obedient.
Twenty minutes later, the game started.
In the first game, Rongcheng No. 1 Middle School played against Rongcheng No. 17 Middle School.
This battle really ended in a crushing manner. Rongcheng No. 17 Middle School was completely blocked and failed to win a single game.
Although Li Xiao enjoyed watching it, he was a little worried about the No. 8 Middle School team meeting them.
The gap between the two sides is really too big and cannot be bridged by one or two people.
…
Jiang Jing was sitting in the first row of the auditorium at this time. The first two rows were not called auditoriums but contestant areas.
Because the people sitting there were all contestants and substitutes from various schools.
Their last game was on Sunday afternoon.
Starting at two o'clock in the afternoon, I took the school bus and came to the gymnasium.
Sitting next to Jiang Jing were seniors Shi Lei and Ye Zijin.
Liu Bin and the others were not included in the fifteen-man roster, so they couldn't come. They had to buy tickets and sit in the audience to watch the game.
At this time, they were sitting in the seventh and eighth rows watching the battle.
The battle in the live arena was between No. 3 Middle School and No. 16 Middle School. The battle between the two sides was also one-sided, and the gap was too big.
At the end of the battle, Sixteenth Middle School had only won one game.
But after winning one game in the 16th, it was as if they had won the whole game, and they were cheering and celebrating all the time.
After this was over, it was the turn of No. 8 Middle School.
They had also played against Seventeen before, and that was last semester.
Coach Luo stood up and said, "You from No. 8 Middle School, come with me."
Then everyone stood up and followed Coach Luo down the auditorium to the rest area next to the arena, just passing by No. 3 Middle School where the game ended.
Jiang Jing happened to see Zhou Wan, so he said, "Congratulations on passing the first round."
Zhou Wan smiled and said, "I believe you can do it in No. 8 Middle School."
Lin Yuzhou in front turned around and saw this scene with a jealous look on his face.
Damn it, it’s this Jiang Jing again, why can he win Zhou Wan’s favor, but I can’t?
Jiang Jing hopes that we won’t need our third center in the next round, otherwise I will make you look good. Lin Yuzhou thought in his heart.
After they sat down, the No. 17 Middle School opposite had also sat down.
Both sides saw their opponents and were full of gunpowder.
The coach opposite is a middle-aged man with a bit of a beer belly.
He looked at the tablet in his hand with some distress, but he soon regained his composure. Anyway, they were also at the tail end, so it was unlikely that they could beat each other.
As long as it's not zero-blocked, that's fine.
So just in case, he made a small change in the playing list this time.
At 16:50, the coaches of both sides submitted their playing lists.
At 17:00, the four large LED screens on the ceiling began to play the lineup.
Coach Luo's face changed slightly after seeing it.
The player from No. 17 who was originally supposed to be in position 5 appeared in position 8 this time, and the player in position 6 appeared in position 7.
Jiang Jing was stunned for a moment when he saw it, not understanding what the other party was doing.
Then I thought about it and found that I can understand it somewhat. I don’t want to be zero-blocked.
But why do you have to pick yourself? Is it because you are the weakest?
So it can only be blamed on their bad luck or poor eyesight.
Then a woman on the referee's table said: "The 14th round is now going on, between Rongcheng No. 8 Middle School and Rongcheng No. 17 Middle School."
"Let us invite the No. 10 player from both academies."
“Bah bang bang!
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Thunderous applause and tsunami-like shouts instantly erupted from the audience.
Both the number of people and the sound far exceeded the school's battle hall.
Peng Yu stood up and walked onto the arena amid the cheers of everyone.
The two sides threw the elf ball just as the referee sounded.
Peng Yu's was still a Cammy Turtle, while his opponent sent a three-gopher with a two-star talent of level 21.
He was no match for Peng Yu. He was defeated by Peng Yu in three strikes and five divisions.
Then Ye Zijin easily defeated his opponent.
Liu Bin in the audience said to Sun Le next to him: "It seems that there is no suspense in this round."
Sun Le said: "It's just that Brother Jing is a bit dangerous. The opponent directly arranged for the player who was originally scheduled to play the fifth position to deal with him."
Liu Bin said disdainfully: "If he plays No. 1 or No. 2, would I still be worried about No. 5? I'm not worried at all, okay?"
Jiang Jing was indeed not afraid, because whether he won this game or not would not affect the final result.
If you lose, you won't be able to do it in Seventeenth Middle School.
There was a clean sheet, and there was a fig leaf.
Winning is just the icing on the cake.
So there is nothing to worry about.
The beautiful host announced: "Now let us invite the No. 8 players from both sides to come on stage."
Jiang Jing stood up and started to play.
Senior Shi Lei: "Come on, Junior Jiang Jing!"
Senior Sister Yu Siya: "Come on!"
Jiang Ding nodded and walked to the player's seat in the arena.
His opponent was a feminine-looking man with a thin build and a twitchy walk.
He said directly: "I'm sorry, this classmate, the coach gave me a death order and told me to win." After saying that, he extended his orchid finger.
Jiang Jing felt a chill and almost got goosebumps.
So he said: "Let's rely on our ability to speak."
The female host also announced at the right time: "Please let the two contestants release the elves."
The feminine man took out a poke ball, kissed it, and threw it away.
"Go ahead, my little darling."
Jiang Jing took out the elf ball and threw it.
"Go ahead, Ghoststone."
In the expectant eyes of the audience, the two elves appeared in the white light.
Jiang Jing took a closer look and saw that what the feminine man had released was Sister Mizui.
Sister Mizui is an elf in human form. It wears a long red skirt that hides its feet, and has white arms and purple hands.
It has a purple face, pink lips, saucer-shaped eyes and long blond hair.
Sister Mizui is only female, and there is no male elf corresponding to her.
Jiang Jing opened the Eye of Data and scanned it.
[Elf]: Sister Mizui
[Attribute]: Super power, ice
【Talent】：★★
[Level]: LV25
[Characteristics]: Slow
[Skills]: Absorbing Kiss (Specialized), Song of Death (Proficient), Slapping (Specialized), Tongue Tim (Proficient), Devil's Kiss (Proficient), Fine Snow (Specialized), Slap (Specialized) Essence), Freeze Fist (Skilled), Love Seal (Skilled), Black Gaze (Skilled)
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