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Chapter 85 I'm mad

The night before the preliminary round ended, Su Yao's mobile phone almost exploded.

The screen is unlocked, and the penguin and wx icons are marked with a "99" mark, reminding him that he has enough messages to reply.

And just as he picked up his phone, the number continued to rise. On average, every half a second the phone would send out a string of crisp message prompts. Even if he wanted to reply, he would not have the chance to do so.

This time he was really popular.

The news spread in this era quite quickly, especially in large-scale events such as high school league selection. The rankings in the afternoon have just been announced, and now Su Yao feels like the whole world knows his name.

First of all, my parents sent a message to greet him first. They must have to reply to their messages. Su Yao also took the time to call them and told them that everything was fine, the game went very well, and informed them of the next schedule.

According to the competition system, the students who were eliminated after the preliminary round can leave, but the eight people who advanced must continue to stay here to prepare for the rematch.

The rematch time is set for a week later. This is because the players may need time to rest and recover after just three days in the forest dimension, and some may have been injured during the preliminary round and need to adjust their rest.

The competition party specially arranges awakened people with medical talents to be responsible for logistics and professional psychological counseling. They will help all participants adjust to their best in the next week.

There is also a special martial arts venue behind the hotel, where willing contestants can take advantage of these seven days to strengthen their training. But everyone also understands that it is probably meaningless to cram the Buddha at this time.

The competition side generously left all the source energy stones that were the trophy of the preliminary round to the players. If you want, it would be impossible to absorb more source energy in the past seven days.

But the absorption of source energy is not a matter of overnight. Even if there are more stones on your hand, the source energy that your body can bear in a short period of time, is still limited. Seven days may increase the accumulation of source energy slightly, but it is definitely unrealistic to make any qualitative improvements.

Unless you are really a European emperor - and the kind who has a white face that reflects the light, just breaking through to the next level within these seven days, you will not be able to make a huge improvement in these seven days.

Of course that refers to the general situation.

And Su Yao is not an ordinary person.

After the entire preliminary round, he has now stored more than 3,000 energy in his system!

On the phone, he specifically asked his parents to bring all the raw materials of his paper model tools to the hotel. It would not violate the competition regulations to bring such interest and recreational items.

In seven days, it was more than enough to complete the last two parts of the armor. In this way, he would definitely have time to get a complete set of armor before the game.

Not to mention anything else, at least in this way, his defense will be without blind spots, which will definitely be a huge improvement in his strength.

He then spent almost a night replying to the message.

There is definitely no way to reply to all messages, he can only choose some of them.

Zhang Xiang, Wu Yizheng, and Zhao Chao, these relatively familiar brothers, still replied, at least briefly expressing their congratulations.

Then Yue Kehui has to reply to news, after all, it is quite familiar.

Next is the news about my cousin. He made such a huge progress in the first four months of the game, and my cousin made a great contribution. Su Yao felt that he should thank him in person if he had the chance in the future.

Su Jinyi’s news is quite his own style, just a few concise words: “It’s done well”

Then it was gone.

For some reason, Su Yao looked at the four words that were too lazy to bring with him without expression, even punctuation marks, as if he could vividly imagine the appearance of his face-paleful cousin speaking in front of him...

And his little master Jiang Yutong cannot be forgotten.

"Thank you for your cultivation! My disciples live up to the ranks of eighth with the first place in the preliminary round! (laugh)"

In fact, before the news was sent, the three words "Master Jiang" were first mentioned, but in the end, perhaps because of the desire to survive, Su Yao still reluctantly deleted the word "small"...

Jiang Yutong was not polite at all: "Hahahaha, I am worthy of being my apprentice! But don't be upset. For me, you just passed the exam. Keep up the effort!"

Actually, what she said was not bad. To some extent, this "first in the preliminary round" is indeed just a passing grade.

This name is just a gimmick, because the audience, the melon-eating crowd prefers to see dark horses.

But if you really ask those experts, can Su Yao beat Hou Nebula on the field?

I'm afraid no one will feel that way.

Although Su Yao is the first, the preliminary round is not directly confronting people. Many people think that such a competition system will cause players to have room to take advantage of. Even if you are ranked first, it may be just luck, and it does not mean that your hard strength is stronger than those on the list.

Even if the results were beyond everyone's expectations, Hou Nebula's points ranked third, but this would not change anything.

Everyone still believes that he will win the trial championship, no doubt.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when Su Yao put down his phone.

Some news was not because he didn't have the heart to reply, but it was really unnecessary.

It’s okay for those high school classmates who haven’t talked to him much since they entered the school, but even junior high school classmates and even elementary school classmates send messages to greet him one by one.

There was even a friend who couldn't remember the name and sent a message saying that he was a classmate who slept with him during his nap in kindergarten...

There was also a classmate from another class who also added his friends, most of which were names he had never heard of. His friends' applications were filled in one night.

He didn't know where so many people got his contact information.

Su Yao guessed that his email address might not be much better now, but he was too lazy to check it out for the time being. He simply turned off his phone, took a shower, and then went to bed directly.

My parents came here early the next morning and brought the model ingredients he wanted.

"Do you still have time to do this now?" My mother asked curiously.

"Entertainment. Anyway, there is still one week before the game, so there is nothing to do if you can't leave here." Su Yao smiled, not planning to explain in detail.

Then my parents praised him and praised him. My mother said that my father jumped up happily at home after hearing the news yesterday, running around at home like a little kid.

She also said that when Su Yao's game ended, her father was going to bring a large group of relatives and friends who could get in touch with each other to a table and banquet.

It is said to be a "celebration banquet", but in fact everyone knows that this is what brings together to show off, so that my father can come to show off from door to door, and the process is troublesome and bad.
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