The first round of the World University Competition is a group competition.
The captains of the 32 teams drew lots and received numerical marks. The four teams from front to back formed a group, with a total of 8 groups.
Each group competes against each other once, and a total of 6 intra-group matches are played. In the end, the top two teams in the group are selected to qualify, and a total of 16 teams advance to the next round.
"Team No. 5 single mic, Team No. 6 Middle East, No. 8." Leng Qing's voice paused, but his expression changed slightly.
"Which team is No. 8?" Wang Momo was a little surprised when he heard Leng Qing suddenly stop, and then he looked up.
"No. 8. Beautiful country!"
No wonder Leng Qing's expression changed during the meeting. Which country is drawn is very important. Needless to say, a weak country will be eliminated early if it encounters a strong one. It is too late for people to remember their names and faces, and they will be in despair. Go back to your own country, and you might even get scolded if you don't behave well.
And powerful countries also don't want to encounter powerful countries at the beginning, as that will only expose their overall strength prematurely.
There is no doubt that the beautiful country is a well-known magic power. Even among all the previous teams, it is still ranked in the top four. The Chinese team, emmmm, how should I put it, is obviously in the top eight in every team, but It always failed halfway and was still in the top 16 for several times in a row, leaving the big leaders above speechless.
So they still have high expectations for this year's results.
The first round of the competition was a 5-on-5 team regular competition. Feng Li did not come, but was in the hospital using video chat to discuss personnel arrangements with other instructors.
"Our first game can be regarded as the opening match, but it won't be at the main arena. Let's go to the Phoenix Duel Arena first. We will come first for the four games in the afternoon, so we can't neglect it!" Mo Yingge studied it! It is recommended to arrive after the schedule.
There is an opening ceremony in the morning, and the games will start directly in the afternoon. There are four major dueling venues in Venice, so the four games in the afternoon can be called opening games in name. However, the opening ceremony is generally considered to be the main venue, and it deserves more attention. .
Of course, this makes no difference to the domestic audience. Anyway, most people will only follow their own team to watch.
However, this made everyone lose interest in eating, and even the dishes prepared by top chefs specially hired from China felt bland and tasteless.
In the afternoon, everyone went very early, but earlier than them were some extremely enthusiastic spectators. What moved the team members very deeply was that a bright red color firmly occupied one side.
The fat instructor Zhang was holding a black tablet in his hand, on which Feng Li was playing a video and lecturing the players.
"In the first game, we played against the Middle East team. You should all know this. Their main team encountered a crisis during the training and was almost wiped out. Therefore, the strength of this team is definitely not as good as before, but you also Don’t take it lightly”
"Lao Feng, just arrange the personnel directly."
Another thin instructor Zhang held back his smile and said to Feng Li on the other side.
Don't blame him for almost losing his strength. Feng Li was actually wearing a white hospital gown, with his whole head exposed in a black plate, and then Teacher Zhang was wearing black clothes again.
This contrast, this contrast, at first glance I thought Feng Li was already hanging on the wall!
"What's that expression on your face?" Feng Li was puzzled. Is there a problem with him being a wounded person? Then he continued:
"Forget it, for the first game, you five, Lan Miaoyi, Leng Qing, Nan Yu, Mu Yongyuan and Mo Yingge, come on!"
"Xiao Mo will play in the first game?" Instructor Fatty Zhang couldn't help but ask, with the current level of the Middle East team, is it worth it for them to be the captain?
The thin instructor Zhang glared at him. Feng Li's arrangement obviously had profound meaning. Those students may not know what happened to Mo Yingge when he returned home, but their instructors all knew that at this time, Mo Yinge might need a break. Fight to relax your mood, otherwise it may have an impact on the beautiful country.
Instructor Fatty Zhang obviously realized this immediately and quickly asked Mo Yingge: "Xiao Mo, can you come on stage?"
"Yes, I can play at any time!" Mo Yinge nodded.
Everyone else was a little confused. Even the captain wouldn't ask so politely, right?
Zu Xiangtian was so angry that he was fuming. After all, it was the first match. Although the opponent was not strong, a crushing game could enhance his reputation. For this, it was nothing to be exposed a little.
"Uh, I suddenly realized that the five that you ordered, instructor, are all girls!" Wang Momo said weakly, raising his hand.
"What's wrong? How about you instead?!" Feng Li was about to switch to watch the live broadcast of the game. When he finally heard this sentence, he directly went over and asked.
"No no!"
Wang Momo quickly denied that since Feng Li returned home with injuries, his temper had become even more irritable, and his attitude toward Mo Yinge had not diminished but had become extremely good. It was really puzzling.
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The Magic Duel Field is about the size of four football fields and a track and field, so it is quite large.
The entire arena has been tightly wrapped with barriers to ensure the safety of the audience.
"Wow! I read that right, all five players sent by our Chinese team are girls!" Some spectators already exclaimed, and at the same time, spectators across the country were also a little shocked.
Of course, this does not mean any discrimination. It would not be normal if it were all boys. After all, it is a team of more than ten people. It is not normal to have both men and women. Moreover, a team composed of five beauties with different temperaments and looks is indeed It's eye-catching.
Apart from anything else, it is really good-looking and eye-catching!
The faces of the Middle East team on the opposite side are not very good. What does this mean, do you look down on them?
Professional venue masters came into the field to transform the venue. The freehand control of magic was eye-catching, and it was close to the control of a super-level mage.
Soon the venue turned into a wild battlefield with trees, mountains and rocks.
"It's a very mediocre venue, and there's no way to take advantage of it," Leng Qing commented.
What's a coincidence is that all five people opposite are men.
The battle is about to begin!
"To be honest, I'm a little nervous." Lan Miaoyi said next to Mo Yinge.
"I'll take you flying!" Mo Yingge said seriously.
"No!" Lan Miaoyi wrinkled her delicate little nose.
"Why are you nervous? Hit the opponent!" Leng Qing suddenly became enthusiastic.
Mo Yingge glanced at it, hehe, he had the nerve to tell others not to be nervous, but in fact he was very nervous too, right?
"How to fight?" Nan Yu asked at the last moment.
"Let's just say, beat him to death!" Mo Yingge said grandly.
"..."
There's nothing to say. If the rich team from before came, it might cause Mo Yingge and the others trouble for a while, but forget about this "second team" from the Middle East. It can't be said to be a defeat, at best it will be a crushing.
Mo Yinge only used three points of force on the opponent before he fell down. He opened the Wings of Wind and used spatial telekinesis to repair the opponent, and then ended up feeling refreshed. This felt even more relaxing than playing in the National Pavilion.
The opponent was really too tight and couldn't even put up a decent resistance. Mo Yinge almost killed him all by himself. If she hadn't remembered that this was a team competition and she had teammates, she almost wiped out the opponent as a team.
What should I say, at least save a head for your teammates!
We are so generous!
The competition system here may be different, and Uncle Luan didn't write it clearly. I can only set the first round like this. Without discussion or explanation, it will just be Jiang Zi!
Woohoo, I suddenly lost my status. A certain innocent and lovely group friend gave me a spiritual blow. . . Just make it purple╮(︶﹏︶)╭
Wish book friends long and healthy life!
(End of chapter)
