MMORPG: Martial Gamer

Chapter 770: Avoiding The Important

Of course, n.o.body was too concerned about not getting the t.i.tle. After all, today was only the first day of the compet.i.tion and there were many more days to earn different t.i.tles.

The first day of elimination went by very quickly and the second day was a contest.

The rules of the contest weren’t much different from the knockout round as teams still had to fight each other to see who emerged victorious. The difference was that it wasn’t limited to the same main city. The region was now extended to two neighbouring main cities.

Every big server would be further divided into 10 mini-compet.i.tion regions. In the 7th District that Twilight City was in, Twilight City was number 4 so their neighbouring city was number 3, Thorn City. This compet.i.tion region was compet.i.tion region number 2 of the 7th District.

The two main cities sent a total of 200 teams into the second day’s contest. Any team can progress to the next stage by winning two matches or acc.u.mulating more than 50 points.

The earlier stages of the compet.i.tion were basically knockout rounds where only the two strongest teams would compete in the finals. The victor of the finals would then be rewarded with the admission ticket for the professional tournament.

Even though it looked troublesome, it was much easier than the acc.u.mulated points system of the PVP Arena. After all, those who were able to fight in the PVP Arena were all top experts among experts. They were so much stronger than all these gra.s.sroots here.

Quan Zhen Sect’s present compet.i.tion venue was in Thorn City. They were already seated at the arena waiting for a long time.

They had no choice but to sit and wait there patiently. Other than the time to enter the stage, there was no fixed time for anything else. This was because n.o.body knew how long the teams in the stage would fight for. If they missed the timing to enter the stage and lost because of that, there was nothing they could do.

Of course, the teams that survived the first day of compet.i.tion among over thousands of teams were slightly more outstanding. As compared to yesterday’s compet.i.tion, the standard was raised slightly. However, it made no difference to top experts. It was equally as boring.

Quan Zhen Sect couldn’t sit still on their seats as they were increasingly frustrated.

“I’ve already said this before! Partic.i.p.ating in such things is merely a waste of my lifespan!” Ming Du looked at the stage before looking at the time again. He complained out of frustration.

Everyone watched two hours worth of compet.i.tion and felt that they could have completed a few dungeons within the same time…

Fearless tried his best to console Ming Du as he said, “Old Li, don’t be anxious! This is just the start, just wait a while more. Maybe we will meet a top expert very soon.”

“Bullsh*t! Looking at the standards of the teams here, why don’t they just give us the admission ticket to the professional tournament?” Ming Du commented.

Fearless smiled, “Heh, Old Li really likes to show off. Do you really think you’re unequalled across the whole world?”

“Why? Do you really think we will lose to teams of this standard?” an unhappy Ming Du asked.

Just when Fearless was about to reply, w.a.n.g Yu suddenly b.u.t.ted in, “Old Li, don’t be complacent. Did you forget about Team End Of The World yesterday?”

“Oh? What about 2012 and co.? Didn’t we crush them easily?” Ming Du asked while scratching his chin.

Fearless smiled cheekily as he asked Ming Du, “So what do you think of 2012’s ability?”

“2012?” Hearing Fearless’ question, Ming Du was slightly taken aback.

Yang Nuo was considered a top expert in Quan Zhen Sect. Under those circ.u.mstances, 2012 was still able to survive a few rounds of arrows from Yang Nuo. Evidently, while this kid’s skills could not be considered top-notch, he was still a decent opponent.

“He was not too bad but his teammates were average and brainless,” Ming Du thought for a while before answering.

“Indeed!” Fearless continued, “Even a brainless fella like 2012 could think of avoiding the harder path to enter the selection compet.i.tion. What do you think the other teams would do?”

“This…” Ming Du was not the only one as some of the few others except w.a.n.g Yu and Spring Halo were equally as surprised.

There were countless of teams out of the 300 main cities in the entire country’s server. However, there were only 50 slots for admission. This was definitely a one in a million probability.

Under the new model of coordination, with the exception of some old and reputable professionals, not many people could confidently say that they were strong enough to enter the professional tournament without a problem.

Even an old guild like Sanguine Alliance wanted to look for w.a.n.g Yu to help. (w.a.n.g Yu didn’t help since he had his own team) This meant that other guilds would have thought of the same too.

Because of this, the most dependable way was, of course, eliminating gra.s.sroots… There were many useless teams in the team selection compet.i.tion and a weakened professional camel was still bigger than a horse. Even though it was likely to meet some experts here and there, the probability of succeeding through the path was much higher.

“Are you saying there is a chance we will meet professional squads?” Everyone pondered before asking.

If there were really professional squads, the compet.i.tion might not be as simple as they first thought. Professional experts were all true great G.o.ds of the game. If it was still the earlier team matches, they could still ensure victory as long as w.a.n.g Yu was around. However, after today, there would be many more forms of compet.i.tion.

If it was the individual event, w.a.n.g Yu wouldn’t be able to help the rest of the. If they lost the compet.i.tion, they would be completely embarra.s.sed. It was simply unimaginable for a group of b*stards like the Quan Zhen Sect who loved to expose other people’s shortcoming to carry this embarra.s.sment with them.

At the thought of that, everyone s.h.i.+vered in fear.

“Eh? Old Bull, you’re here to compete too?”

Just when everyone was shocked at the future prospects, a voice could be heard from not too far away.

“???”

Everyone turned in that direction as they saw a beautiful lady pulling a Priest as she said, “Brother, look at who is here!”

“Who is this?” When Mu Zixian saw the lady, she stared at w.a.n.g Yu to question him.

w.a.n.g Yu’s face turned serious as he replied, “Red Spiderlily, she used to be from Twilight City.”

“Oh…” Mu Zixian nodded as she was still slightly skeptical.

At the same time, the Priest beside Red Spiderlily turned over and shouted when he saw w.a.n.g Yu and co. “What?! Old Bull, why are you guys not at the PVP Arena? Why are you here at the team selection compet.i.tion?”

This person was none other than Red Spiderlily’s older brother, Rolling Mario… This fella was considered Quan Zhen Sect’s old friend.

As the agent for the Quan Zhen Sect’s medicines, Mu Zixian also recognised Rolling Mario. Seeing that Red Spiderlily was Rolling Mario’s sister, she felt slightly better.

“I doubt the few of us can do well in the PVP Arena. But you? You’re here to compete too?” w.a.n.g Yu asked because, in his eyes, Rolling Mario was merely a scheming businessman.

Rolling Mario replied, “Nonsense! I am also an expert, or did you forget that I used to play in the professional league?”

“Really?” Hearing what Rolling Mario said, w.a.n.g Yu suddenly recalled that this kid was indeed pretty decent the last time they fought.

At the thought of this, w.a.n.g Yu exclaimed, “Don’t tell me we’re facing…”

“En! What is your team’s serial number?” Rolling Mario asked w.a.n.g Yu.

“003318” w.a.n.g Yu replied.

“F*ck! You got to be kidding me!” Hearing w.a.n.g Yu’s reply, Rolling Mario’s face turned pale.