At the same time, the organizer’s office building.

Although it is already dark, the building is still brightly lit, and many people are making detailed preparations for tomorrow's event.

In the office.

Bob, in a neat suit, drank mocha and watched the game replay video, marveling at him again and again.

The first thing he paid attention to was Shenzi and Chris.

I was a little surprised at the result of the two promotions, but not too surprised either.

After all, both the Black Church and the Blood Clan have extremely prominent reputations, and are a headache for all contestants.

"Mr. Bob, we seem to have underestimated this Oriental."

A staff member walked in and suddenly spoke.

"Are you talking about Xu Dong?" .??.

"indeed so."

Bob was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "Based on the pre-match analysis, this player from Africa is capable of entering the quarterfinals."

"But no one expected that Xu Dong would defeat him with absolute advantage."

"And you see, when Xu Dong took action, his eyes wandered and he was still observing the fighting situation of others. What does this mean?"

"It means he didn't use all his strength at all."

After a pause, Bob concluded, "So, I think this player from China should be a dark horse and is definitely qualified to reach the semi-finals."

"Even enough to fight the Son of God!"

Hearing this, the staff member looked slightly surprised.

He also saw that Xu Dong was very powerful, but he did not expect that Bob thought of him so highly.

You know, Shenzi is the favorite to win the championship, so isn't this Xu Dong also...

"Haha, this is actually pretty good."

"The crushing of the weak by the strong is meaningless. Only the collision of the strong is exciting enough!"

A smile appeared on Bob's face.

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A night without words.<

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When dawn rose on the second day, the Colosseum was already overcrowded, and the atmosphere was far more enthusiastic than the first day.

Even the top singer's concert cannot compare with this.

Because everyone knows that today is the quarterfinals and the competition will be even more intense.

Time passed slowly, and Bob and the top 16 players also entered the venue one after another, waiting for the official start of the event.

"Xu Dong."

At this time, Long Lingxiao suddenly glanced at Xu Dong and sneered, "I heard that you confronted the Son of God during dinner yesterday?"

"How do you know?" Xu Dong frowned slightly.

"You don't have to worry about it." Long Lingxiao chuckled, "I didn't expect you to be so brave. You even dare to provoke people from the Black Vatican."

"However, I tell you, the Son of God can only be my opponent!"

"He will serve as a stepping stone to push me to the position of champion of this competition!"

"You will only lose when you meet him."

His tone was very arrogant, as if everyone except the Son of God looked down upon him.

Xu Dong smiled faintly, "Okay, then I'll wait and see. Just don't lose to him."

"Don't worry, this kind of thing can't happen."

Long Lingxiao showed a bright smile, with fighting spirit in his eyes.

While the two were talking, Bob had already begun to announce the rules of the game.

"The rules are the same as the first round, and they are also drawn by lots."

"However, according to the organizers' negotiation, there will be two performances today, one in the morning and one in the afternoon."

"So, what will be decided today is not just the top eight, but the top four!"

As soon as the words fell, many contestants on the field felt unprecedentedly nervous.

Even for them, playing two games in one day is a huge pressure.

"Okay, contestants, come forward and draw lots!"

Bob said something, then took a few steps back and stepped aside.

The other contestants stepped forward one after another and took out a piece of paper.

Xu Dong looked down and saw that his number was exactly number two.

He glanced over, trying to search for his opponent, but happened to see a man in black robes and looked over.

The number in the hand of the man in black robe is exactly No. 2.

"It's actually him."

Xu Dong narrowed his eyes slightly. .??.

Yesterday, he felt that the man in black robe looked familiar, but he couldn't remember his identity. He didn't expect to meet him today.

"Hahaha! It's you I slapped!"

At this time, a sneer of laughter sounded.

Xu Dong raised his eyes and looked over, and saw Long Lingxiao walking up to Ichiro Saito.

Obviously the two are opponents in this battle.

Ichiro Saito had a samurai sword on his waist. When he saw Long Lingxiao coming, he was not only unafraid, but also had a sneer on his lips, "I know you, Long Lingxiao, a Chinese."

"Using a sword?" Long Lingxiao glanced at him, "I heard that you are a master of swordsmanship?"

"Here, let me tell you with my sword that Japanese kendo is bullshit and Chinese kendo is orthodox!"

He has always had an arrogant temperament, and even though Saito Ichiro is the disciple of Japan's number one kendo master, he is not afraid at all.

"Haha, when you fall under my sword, you will know who is the real strong one!"

Saito Ichiro snorted coldly.

He originally wanted to deal with Xu Dong, but unexpectedly, he faced another player from Hua.

But it doesn't matter, he has absolute confidence in his swordsmanship.

“What a coincidence!”

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Xu Dong's face was filled with a gloating smile.

Whether it was Saito Ichiro or Long Lingxiao, he didn't like them.

It just so happened that the two of them had a dog-eat-dog relationship.

Xu Dong looked at the others again.

Some of them turned pale, as if they had beaten a strong opponent.

Some breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to be quite lucky.

But when Xu Dong saw Hua Jun, he found that the latter's face became serious at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"what happened?"

Xu Dong frowned slightly.

"I, my luck is a bit bad." Hua Jun smiled bitterly and showed the number plate in his hand, "This round is against the Son of God."

Hearing this, Xu Dong's face darkened.

Although the strength of the Chinese army is at the lower level, it has been in Tianduyuan for many years and has carried out many missions, so it can be said that it has rich combat experience.

If you meet other strong men in the middle stage of Heaven Realm, you may not have no chance of winning.

But what people didn't expect was that they actually met the Son of God.

At this time, the Son of God also looked over, with a touch of contempt on his face.

"What a pity I didn't draw you, Xu Dong."

"But this guy should be your friend! Very good, I will teach him a lesson."

"By the way, I also want you Chinese people to know who is the real king here in the battle of the gods."

Xu Dong narrowed his eyes and didn't say much, but the faces of Hua Buqun and others in the audience also became solemn.

"It's troublesome, the Chinese army is actually fighting against the Son of God."

"The situation is not optimistic!"

Hearing this, Hua Buqun let out a long breath, "Hua Jun doesn't care about ranking when he comes here this time. He just does his best."
Chapter completed!