Chapter 724 Finals Day

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In the early morning, the sky was azure blue.

On the coast of the archipelago, the sea water was covered with layers of white waves, sparkling under the morning sun.

On the island, surrounded by large tracts of green vegetation, the Youth Conference venue was once again bustling.

Superpowers from all over the world filled the stands inside the venue, and familiar friends sat together in groups of three or five, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was lively.

The battle between the next 32 top young strongmen in the world is definitely more worth looking forward to than the previous preliminaries and semi-finals.

This time, the main arena in the center of the venue has also been slightly improved and optimized.

The materials used for the arena are more refined and smooth, and the area has been relatively expanded by more than double, almost occupying most of the area in the center of the venue.

In addition, the defensive magic circle around the arena has also been strengthened, and the relevant medical members and logistics members of the competition group have been added a lot on the original basis.

All these improvements and optimizations are for the smooth progress of the next competition.

As time passed, many big men on the rostrum took their seats one after another, and the top 32 contestants also walked into the venue in an orderly manner and lined up under the rostrum.

The fierce ring match was about to begin, and the audience on the scene were all in high spirits, cheering one after another.

On the ring, standing in the front row of the top 32 teams were the seeded contestants with majestic demeanor.

Their momentum as the top strong men seemed to be natural and majestic.

Behind these seeded contestants were two rows of contestants who successfully advanced through layers of screening.

The strength of each of these contestants has won the recognition of the entire super-power world. Although their momentum is not as strong as those seeded contestants, they are all outstanding. If they really fight with the seeded contestants, the combat effectiveness of a few of them may not be much inferior.

However, compared with these high-spirited advanced contestants, Wang Yan and Her Highness the Holy Lady of Light seem much more low-key.

Imagine two people standing at the top of the world, stamping their feet, and the whole earth will shake with them, the honorable Yan Zun and the Pope of Light, being caught for soliciting prostitution, this series of events shocked Wang Yan and the Holy Lady of Light.

In addition, there was also a dark saint next to them, watching all the way. Although this matter and the misunderstanding were finally resolved perfectly, and Wang Yan and I relaxed for a few days in Huahai City, we ushered in a better state.

"Good morning, young elites."

As a magnanimous and majestic voice spread throughout the venue, Emmons, the president of the Super League, wearing a magic robe and standing with his hands behind his back, appeared in front of the rostrum.

The whole venue was quiet.

All the qualified players also raised their heads at this moment and looked at the rostrum, looking like soldiers about to go to war and being inspected by generals.

Wang Yan also straightened his face and drove away distracting thoughts. The most important thing was to defeat the opponent he was going to face and successfully advance to the top 16.

"The next 32-strong match will be decided by drawing lots." Emmons stood on the high podium, looking down, and announced loudly, "The eleven seeded players will draw lots to select the qualified players as their opponents, and the remaining ten qualified players who were not drawn by the seeded players will be matched by free drawing."

As soon as this was said, the audience in the stands talked about it.

"Drawing lots by seeded players? That means that among the 32 strong players, the seeded players will not face off against each other for the time being, but will draw lots to select qualified players and compete with them?"

"As expected of the half-step S-level seeded players, the treatment level is high. Among the remaining 22 qualified players, whoever is drawn will probably be unlucky, right?"

"Tsk tsk, the qualified players who can advance to the top 32 are not too different in strength. If it is a duel between the same level, it is really hard to say who will win or lose, but if they face the half-step S-level seeded players, I am afraid they will only be abused, right?"

"Hehe, brother, you are like this That's not right. Although the seeded players of the half-step S-level are strong, the players who have advanced are not bad either. Maybe someone can pull down the seeded players of the half-step S-level! "

"Bah! Don't think I don't know. You are just a brainless fan. Do you know how strong the half-step S-level players are? They are the most S-level superpowers. They can feel the laws of the operation of the law and even use a little power of heaven and earth. I am afraid that you and I will never reach this level in this life!"

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The audience in the stands talked a lot, and their faces were somewhat solemn when they saw the advanced players below.

Some of the audience's words were indeed good. In fact, you can understand it by looking at the legendary S-level magician Emmons on the rostrum.

This kind of S-level powerhouse seems to have merged into the world with every move he makes. The power he uses is not just his own superpowers, but the power of heaven and earth triggered by the laws and rules.

Although the half-step S-level players cannot reach the level of Emmons, they are still not comparable to A-level or A+-level superpowers.

Now the 22 qualified players, no matter who they are, have no confidence in facing the half-step S-level players. Whether they can enter the top 16 will really depend on luck.

"The first person to draw lots is the seeded player, Satan Apostle Harrison!"

As soon as Emmons finished speaking, the host Sean led two logistics personnel holding the lottery boxes to the top 32 players.

This closed lottery box has been specially processed and cannot be detected with mental power. Of course, for the sake of fairness, the players in the lottery are prohibited from using supernatural powers.

Harrison, the apostle of Satan, has an evil smile as always, and a handsome face with European and American characteristics, exuding a strong aura of unruliness.

His eyes were lazy, with no intention of looking at anyone else. He walked straight to the lottery box and put his hand in.

All the qualified contestants on the scene couldn't help but become nervous, and even the melon-eaters in the surrounding stands held their breath.

Harrison, the Apostle of Satan, is one of the favorites to win the championship this time.

His strength is so strong that even so far, no one knows where his limit is. In addition to his perverse temperament and being a fanatical believer in Satan, even the half-step S-level seed players on the scene would stay away from him when they saw him.

After all, God knows what unreasonable things such a sophisticated fanatic would do.

Therefore, if anyone is drawn by him, it will be a lifetime of bad luck.

Instead of fighting him, it would be better to go to the ring and challenge an S-level legendary strongman. At least the S-class legendary strongman still has some discretion in his attacks, but for Harrison, it all depends on his mood.

As Harrison took out a folded card, everyone at the scene cast nervous glances.

Even the two saints, Lei Hong, Gao Mingyue, etc., who had shined in the rematch and were highly popular promotion players, couldn't help but tighten their eyes and look at the card.

This unfortunate guy is about to be born.

Harrison opened the card. On it was a one-inch photo of a man smiling obscenely. Next to it was a line of Chinese and English labels: "Tianshan Assassin, Willie Hassan?"

Harrison read it casually and found it a bit boring. He raised his hand and threw it to the host Sean, and walked back to the queue alone.

All the qualified contestants on the scene breathed a sigh of relief.

Only the Tianshan Assassin, Willy Hassan, standing in the back row, fell to his knees with a bang, raised his head and howled: "How, how could this happen...my life is so miserable!"

"Woooooo..." After howling twice, the Tianshan assassin turned his eyes and looked at the audience affectionately: "Mumu-chan! I, I can't make it to the top sixteen, will you still be with me? "

"Willie-san! Even if you don't make it to the top sixteen, I, I will still be with you!" In the audience, Mumu-chan was wearing a kimono that looked like cherry blossom petals, looking delicate and cute.

Before he finished speaking, he put his hands on his chest and took deep breaths several times. Then he suppressed the turmoil in his heart, continued to look affectionate, and said in a cooing voice: "Willisang, you goddamn daddy, As long as you are safe, that is more important to me than anything else!”

As soon as she finished speaking, Mumujiang felt so sick that she burst into tears.

What he actually wanted to say in his heart was, if you haven't given me the essence of your S-level inner elixir yet, don't die in the ring for a while!

Of course, Mumujiang would not say these words in his heart, but his cute expression with tears in his eyes moved the Tianshan assassin to tears.

"Mumu-chan!"

"Willy-san!"

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Ugh... The promoted contestants in the ring, as well as the entire audience, couldn't help but shudder.

The two affectionate people in front of them were extremely bloody.

Wang Yan had goosebumps all over his body, and he looked at each other with Liu Bujie beside him, and said through a message: "This Tianshan assassin is really a talent, does he already know that the other person is a transvestite, and still loves him so deeply?" ?”

"Tsk tsk tsk, Amitabha, I am merciful." Liu Bujie first mourned two bells of silence for him, and then replied through a message, "According to the experience of the poor monk, this Tianshan assassin is probably an older otaku who has never been in love. I didn’t realize that the other party was a fake girl.”

"Hahahaha, what are you talking about?" Seeing Lao Wang and Liu Bujie winking, the ascetic monk Nini standing behind them couldn't help but interjected through a voice transmission, "You also saw it, right? That stupid He is so pitiful that he lacks an assassin. He has a girlfriend who is a cross-dresser, but he was also picked up by a satanic apostle. It is so miserable that I feel sympathy for him and want to take him to the bar to see the world. "

Nini, who had been influenced by Lao Wang for a long time and became an experienced driver, became happier after chatting with Wang Yan and Liu Bujie for a few words. In the end, she even couldn't help laughing.

Gloating about misfortunes is one of the great pleasures in life.

On the other side, the lottery continues.

While everyone was talking, Desert Emperor Ganeses also opened the card in his hand.

The one-inch photo above is of a young girl with pigtails and a bright smile. The line next to it reads: "Ascetic, Nini."

"puff!"

Nini, who had been gloating just now, suddenly fell to the ground, her face turned livid, "Old Wang, I am going to kneel this time... Desert Emperor, what a big change."

As she was speaking, the Desert Emperor's eyes fell on her.

The words "big change" clearly fell on his ears.

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