Looking at Zhang Yun being picked up by Shuntian Academy, the referee announced the result of the game.
"In the first battle, Shuntian University surrendered, and the winner was the Tianyan team of Shanghai University of Magic!"
As the referee's words fell.
The entire stadium fell into silence.
The whole place was silent, not only in the stadium, but also the audience watching the live broadcast stopped what they were doing.
He stared blankly at the picture on the TV.
No one expected that the battle would end so quickly.
The remaining 32 universities are almost equal in terms of resources and strength.
However, at the beginning of the first game, one student did not even last for thirty minutes before it ended...
"Ling Yuan?"
In the office of Tianmang High School
A bald middle-aged teacher looked at Ling Yuan in the picture in shock.
He never dreamed of it.
My own students can be so outstanding!
After hearing the result, Ling Yuan dispersed the holy spear.
He nodded to the referee, turned around and walked towards Xiao Lingxi and others who waved to him.
Wait until Ling Yuan comes down from the arena.
Wang Ming lightly touched Ling Yuan's chest with his fist, feeling sore: "I didn't expect you to hide something again."
"When it comes to fighting, no one needs to use their trump cards." Ling Yuan smiled slightly.
Wang Ming said helplessly: "Every time I talk to you, I can't refute you."
"Brother, you are so cool." Xiao Lingxi said with a smile.
Ling Yuan smiled and touched Xiao Shi's head.
"..."
The 31 school principals sitting in the special guest seats all turned their attention to an old man with a white beard.
"Old guy, you still like to hide and tuck in as before. How unkind." A school principal looked at the principal of Shanghai University and said with a strange expression.
"Uh, haha, you can't say it, you can't say it."
The principal of Modu stroked his beard and said with a smile.
"It's always been like this, secretive in everything we do." The principal of Sunchon Academy snorted coldly.
The principal of Shanghai University smiled slightly.
There was no quarrel either.
The old guy was so angry that he didn't bother to get into trouble.
Amidst thunderous applause, Ling Yuan left the arena with Wang Ming and others.
"Next, let's invite a team to participate in the second game!"
“Huaqing University and Jinling University!”
on the way back
Ling Yuan and the others happened to pass by the Jinling University team.
Wang Ming suddenly paused.
"What's wrong?"
Looking at Wang Ming who suddenly stopped, Han Yurou asked curiously.
Wang Ming turned his head and looked at a woman with long black hair in the Jinling University team: "I don't know, it just feels familiar."
"Is he his childhood sweetheart who got lost when he was young?" Ling Yuan asked.
"Maybe." Wang Ming smiled.
Think of yourself as blind.
When returning to the candidate room
Immediately, he received a dozen looks.
These eyes are extremely sharp, as if they want to see through people.
Ignoring the sights around them, Ling Yuan and the others returned to the area where their school was located.
"Captain, who is Ling Yuan? Zhang Yun has also entered the sixth level of the strong man, and he was killed instantly..."
Over at Shanghai University, a student looked at Ling Yuan not far away and said to Qin Yixue.
"I'm not too sure. His information is very strange."
Qin Yixue was also confused.
On the eve of a battle, it is normal to collect information about your opponent.
But the strange thing is that all that can be found are extremely common things, and the information is discontinued after graduation.
What's even more outrageous is that there are no detailed records of the contracted beasts.
Major clubs and private venues, as well as some public training venues, have no records.
Is it possible that Ling Yuan has been staying at home since he obtained the contracted beast?
When Qin Yixue was in doubt about her life
Ling Yuan looked at the match list and asked, "Is the next match tomorrow?"
"Well, it's tomorrow afternoon."
"How's it going? Has your mentality recovered?"
"It's okay, I'm not so nervous anymore." Wang Ming waved his hand and said.
"That's alright. Tomorrow's game will be left to you."
"Don't worry, it may not be as fast as you, but the scene will definitely be shocking." Wang Mingxin said confidently.
Ling Yuan glanced at it, then moved his gaze aside: "Xiao Shi, you will be the first one to come up tomorrow."
Wang Ming: "?"
What do you mean, look down on me?
...
In the corridor
Lin Ye looked at the figure in front of him and said slowly: "Zhiyuan, you should know what that gun is."
"I need to ask, can you please step aside?"
"No, at least right now, you can't go." Xi Zhiyuan shook her head.
"Why?"
Lin Ye was stunned.
"Did you two encounter any trouble? Why don't you talk to me?"
A chuckle rang out.
next second
One hugged Lin Ye's shoulders.
"!"
Lin Ye's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to resist, but found that his body could not move at all.
But when he saw the man's face clearly, he was stunned.
"Senior Wang Jing?"
"Hey, Xiao Yezi." Wang Jing smiled and rubbed Lin Ye's head.
"Why are you here?" Lin Ye, whose head was crumpled into an afro, asked in confusion.
"Because my son is also on the competition team. He is in a team called Tianyan Team."
Lin Ye: "..."
For a long time, Lin Ye bowed to Wang Jing with respect.
"I see."
"I'll leave first."
"So, what did he know?" Wang Jing asked blankly.
"I don't know." Xi Zhiyuan shook her head.
"But Ling Yuan is really a headache." Wang Jing sighed.
There was nothing wrong with him, so he took out the Holy Spear of Britain.
This matter is extremely sensitive internationally, especially in Britain.
Logically speaking, teams that finish the game can leave on their own.
But basically no team will choose to leave.
Because this is a good opportunity to complement each other.
Watch other people play and make up for yourself.
Even Ling Yuan and the others are no exception.
Standing on the edge of the gymnasium, watching the people fighting in the distance.
"Ding! Today's sign-in has been enabled. Do you want to sign in?"
When Ling Yuan was watching two goddess-level women having sex with each other, the system's beep sounded in his mind.
"Sign it."
Ling Yuan returned subconsciously.
This kind of problem comes up once a week, and it has become a habit.
"Ding! Congratulations to the owner for getting the D-ark Tyrannosaurus machine."
He stretched out his hand, and a golden Tyrannosaurus Rex machine fell on his hand in the void.
Looking at the Digimon in his hand, Ling Yuan paused.
This thing is quite exquisite...
He signed in for his first childhood memories.
"But I don't have a Digimon." Ling Yuan murmured as he looked at the Tyrannosaurus machine.
"System, Properties Panel."
Immediately, a transparent properties panel appeared.
"Let me take a look, eh?"
"You can read data and create Digimon on your own..."