Chapter 706: Keep a Low Profile! Thirty-Two Strong

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In the afternoon, the warm sunshine slanted down from the sky, illuminating the entire venue and making the figure of Super League President Emmons stand out, erect and full of majesty.

He stood on the podium, looking down at the entire venue.

At this time, the semi-finals had just ended, and many spectators still had a feeling of unfulfilled interest in their eyes.

There are many contestants on the sidelines, some are happy to advance, some are relieved after losing, and of course there are also unwillingness and frustration. All kinds of young people are captured in Emmons's eyes.

Perhaps these young people have not discovered that in this conference, the young generation of superpowers around the world are far more outstanding than in previous years, and the number is several times that of previous years. This is undoubtedly a miracle for the sparse superpower world. Big good thing.

"Perhaps, the earth has really reached the stage where superpowers are flourishing." Emmons silently guessed in his heart, not to mention what direction it will develop in the future. At least he is very pleased with the current situation.

Soon, the wreckage of the last battle in the center of the venue had been cleared away, and the logistics staff of the Super League Association had also re-laid the ring. It only took a few minutes, and the efficiency was very high.

Emmons nodded with satisfaction, put his hands behind his back, showed his surging momentum, and announced loudly: "I will announce the list of the top thirty-two. Players whose names are read, please come to the ring to assemble!"

Warm applause erupted from the scene. There is no doubt that whether it is personal strength or luck, the next thirty-two qualified contestants are undoubtedly the top young superpowers in the world.

"First of all, I will announce the eleven seed players who will advance directly to this competition!" Emmons glanced at the seed seats on the edge of the venue and read out, "These eleven seed players are, respectively, the Apostle of Satan, Harrison! Superwoman, Vera Denver! Mayan remnant, High Priest Belika! Goddess Shiva, Indira Brahmin! The ascetic master of Prajna Temple, Liubujie!"

Harrison, the evil apostle of Satan, who was dressed in a dark gothic heavy metal style and wore stud earrings, caused the noise of the entire venue to pause for a moment as soon as he appeared.

His evil smile was like a bone-chilling wind, chilling the hearts of the audience and making them instinctively fearful.

Following Harrison is Superwoman Vera Denver, wearing a cape and a tight-fitting battle suit.

Superwoman Vera is powerful and sexy in appearance. She levitated in mid-air and flew to the ring in an almost motionless manner. That sassy and heroic appearance attracted cheers from many fans at the scene.

After all, she is still a comic heroine in Midi, and her popularity is not ordinary.

Following closely behind is now the remnant of Maya, the high priest Belika.

She specially put on a gorgeous sacrificial robe decorated with Quetzalcoatl, a golden crown on her head, and a white veil on her face. She walked slowly step by step. Under the setting sun, her whole body was bathed in light. She really looked like a Maya who seemed to have traveled through thousands of years. Like a high priest, beautiful and mysterious.

And it was the Shiva goddess from India, Indira Brahmin, who came to power almost at the same time as the high priest Belika.

She possesses the characteristics of the high-level Aryan race in India, with very fair skin. She wears a colorful sari dress and gorgeous jewelry all over her body. She also wore a layer of tulle on her face. Although her appearance could not be clearly seen, one could clearly feel that her beauty and mystery were no less than that of High Priest Belika.

On the seed mat, Liu Bujie took off his VR mask, sat cross-legged and clasped his hands seriously, "Old Wang, this poor monk has taken the first step."

Before he finished speaking, a faint layer of Buddha light appeared faintly on his body.

This is a great opportunity to show off one's style and organization in front of the whole world. All superpowers will not miss this opportunity, and the same goes for Liubujie.

As the Buddha's name came out, he gradually floated three feet above the ground, flying over with a solemn look and a solemn look.

Wang Yan looked on and was quite surprised. It turned out that Liu Bujie could still be so serious. This pretense must be given 101 points.

On the podium, Emmons' reading continued.

"Holy Knight, Glory of Holy Light, Ulysses! Blood Wolf, Walton!"

Ulysses, who was wearing plate armor, holding a holy sword, and his whole body bathed in holy light, almost stepped onto the ring at the same time as Walton, a tall and mighty blood wolf wearing leather armor.

After all, they are old rivals who have fought against each other for many years. Although the two of them looked at each other and smiled, their fierce auras collided fiercely when their eyes met, and fierce sparks seemed to rise in the air inadvertently.

Although the two of them will not start fighting now, the two veteran half-step S-level experts have already raised the atmosphere of the scene to a climax just by their momentum, making everyone in the audience feel high.

"Next up is the Red Tank, Christo Mayev! The Emperor of the Desert, Ganeses!"

Comes from the Russian Polar Bear Secret Service, a red tank that is comparable to the United States. Christo Mayev is wearing a military T-shirt and military boots. His clear muscles and angular face reveal his origins everywhere. The perseverance of a soldier.

Although he is usually taciturn, he exudes a majesty that cannot be ignored. There are many rumors about him. One of the most eye-catching points is that he has always been considered a man, whether in the Russian army or by his enemies. Immortal existence!

Compared to the low profile of the red tank, the Desert Emperor Ganeses was reclining on the Taishi chair one second, enjoying the massage from two Egyptian girls. The next second yellow sand emerged and the Desert Emperor suddenly appeared in the center of the ring.

The gleaming golden waist armor, the white cloak with various emblems embroidered with gold threads, and the solemn golden mask facing the sun made him stand proudly in the center of the ring. He really looked like an ancient emperor, majestic and majestic. Hehe.

Wang Yan couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Brother Sha at the seed table. He thought to himself that these half-step S-level seed players are really better than each other. Look at their momentum. They are all models of big bosses in the game. .

In comparison, he was wearing a T-shirt, which looked much simpler, but it was better to be low-key, because he was not a flamboyant person.

"The last two seeded contestants are, the proud son of God, Anbei Zongxiu! The son of flame, Wang Yan!"

These two are both rising stars among the young generation. They are both very popular. As soon as their names were read out, the scene became excited.

At the seat of the seeded players, Anbei Zong showed off a white hunting coat, gently put down the tea cup, and looked at Wang Yan coldly.

Wang Yan felt a strong sense of hostility. He turned around and saw that Anbei Zongxiu, who was sitting on the seat, gradually became transparent and blurred. Finally, the coffee table in front of him became like mist, dizzying and then disappeared. not see.

Almost at the same time, the real Abe Zongxiu was already standing above the ring in the center of the venue.

He is tall and tall, and his facial features are as flawless as if they have been carefully carved by craftsmen. The colorful cherry blossoms floating gently around his body make his whole body look magnificent.

Especially when he raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a charming smile like a demon fox, the spectators at the scene, both men and women, were simply stunned.

"Liu Bujie is right. This Anbei Zongxiu is really a pretender, and he uses illusions on the audience."

Wang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, the pure yang true fire in his body continued to circulate, and then the flame king's domain expanded. A layer of fiery red flames suddenly appeared on the surface of the body, and a tall virtual image of the flame giant was revealed.

"Buzz!"

There was a roar of flames scorching the sky, and the high-temperature heat wave set off by the flame giant spread around like water waves, and its powerful power seemed to tear the space apart.

In the stands, many spectators suddenly woke up from their previous intoxication and exhaled in unison. Anbei Zongxiu on the ring narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Wang Yan coldly, seeming to be more hostile to him.

The crowd watching the game were all lower-level superpowers. They did not realize that they had just been attracted by the illusion. At this time, they all turned their attention to Wang Yan, who was even more eye-catching.

Now that the influence of the illusion has been eliminated, Wang Yan did not intend to be too ostentatious. He immediately put away the shadow of the Flame King and quietly walked to the ring gathering point.

However, he did not expect that it was his casual display that completely attracted the attention of the audience.

The spectators cheered and cheered with enthusiasm.

In the stands of the National African Affairs Bureau, the little ferret was so excited that it slapped the hairy crab's head on the ground. Beside him, Guan Nuo and Xiaotu, together with many other spectators from the National African Bureau, waved flags and cheered for Wang Yan, and the whole scene was lively.

Even those high-ranking half-step S-level players turned their attention to Wang Yan.

As the only one who could become a seed player like them without even reaching the half-step S level, Wang Yan, Son of Flame, had long since attracted their attention.

In addition, Wang Yan's casual display of power just now is truly astonishing. Even these half-step S-level seed players cannot be ignored.

It can be seen that this son of flame does have the ability to be low-key and calm.

On the rostrum, Emmons broke into sweat when he saw such a "low-key" Wang Yan.

Such a strong momentum even made him, the president, a little stunned. How could such a son of the flame keep a low profile? Do you believe it? Anyway, he didn’t believe it.

At the moment, while Wang Yan did not have a greater influence, he quickly announced the other players who entered the top 32.

"The next contestants to enter the top thirty-two are, the wild elder from the North American Dark Alliance, Arnold Giant Bear! The Golden Lion Sword from Super Shield, August, and the Spider Queen, Aranea! And The head-lowering master from Eastern United, Kazan! And the four-armed Rakshasa from India, Dirang!"

As Emmons announced, the successfully promoted players began to gather on the court and in the ring to show themselves to the world.

"The next ones who successfully advance are the Ice Queen from the Chinese National Africa Bureau, Huangfu Nanlian. The Night Witch, Wuya Ange. Yaoyuejian, Gao Mingyue. The Prince of Light, Lei Hong, and the only B-level player, Sun seedling!"

In this rematch, the biggest winner is undoubtedly the China National African Bureau. Not only do they have two seed players, but other young super players also shine. There is even a B-level girl who successfully advanced to the top 32. It indeed caused quite a stir among the spectators.

Subsequently, they were successfully promoted and appeared one after another from the Holy See of Light, the Son of Light, Wright, the Saint of Light, Lulu, the little angel Beibei, and the ascetic monk Nini! As well as from the Dark Holy See, Dark Saint, Katherina, Necromancer, Gabriel!

From the Polar Bear Secret Service, the midwinter hunting god, Belisa Nova, also used her strong strength to defeat her opponents and successfully advanced to the top thirty-two.

The prophet of the African Ancient Witches Alliance, Saladin Nuha, also relied on his superb tactics to become the only player in the African Ancient Witches Alliance to advance to the top thirty-two.

After these two players appeared, Scarab Harris from Australia also successfully advanced. The last ones to show up are the independent cultivators from all over the country, Black Iron Sword Immortal, Tchaikov, Tianshan Assassin, Willy Hassan, and the Lightning Lion, Golin!

All the contestants who successfully advanced gathered in the center of the venue.

"You are all outstanding young people in this world. On behalf of the conference group, I will award you with the preliminary rewards of the top 32!" Emmons stood proudly in front of the rostrum and waved his hand. The logistics worker walked out with a brocade box in hand.

"Contestants who successfully advance to the top 32 will receive a copy of S-level core essence!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire venue was in an uproar, "This reward is too generous!"

All the players who advanced to the top thirty-two were stunned, even the seed players and Wang Yan were slightly surprised.

This S-level core is comparable to a piece of sacred-level material, and an S-level core can only extract three essences.

This S-level essence is almost as valuable as a sub-holy level material. In this youth conference, sub-holy level consumables were given away when reaching the top thirty-two. This has never happened before in history. There are indeed rich people.

"It is indeed a world-class competition, and it is really heroic!" The audience at the scene repeatedly praised.

"It seems that in order to prevent the coming of a catastrophe, the leaders of various organizations are going to spend a lot of money to build a powerful global alliance."

"Tsk, tsk, it's so greedy. I'm so excited to see it. I really don't know what good things will be given away to the top 16 and top eight in the next round!"

Seeing the excitement in the scene, Emmons pretended to be profound and announced: "As long as you enter the top 16, the top eight, and the top four, the competition group will give the winners much richer prizes than now. "

"What will the prize be?" Audiences constantly asked this question.

Even Wang Yan and other seed players looked at Emmons with doubts.

"As for what the reward is? Haha, you will know it by then." Emmons looked enigmatic, "If you want it, stimulate your potential and use your ability to get it!"

"Now you still have three days to rest. In three days, the showdown between the top 32 will begin!"

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Many contestants cast disdainful glances at Emmons, who pretended to be mysterious.

However, they soon dispersed and began to form cliques and start various gatherings. There must be competition, but there is also a lot of fun. The upcoming finals will be far more cruel than anyone can imagine.

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