The match to advance to the quarterfinals was held on the morning of the third day.

That morning, all the big guys came to the college early and sat on the rostrum.

At this time, nine of the ten-piece rings had been removed, leaving only the largest one in the center.

On the left side of the ring are students who are warming up in the Zhaza class;

On the right side of the ring are students from the meteor class warming up.

Congratulations on glance at the thousands of students on the playground below, then looked at the two classes on the left and right sides of the ring, and asked the dean next to him: "Dean, which class do you think has a higher chance of winning the championship in these two classes?"

The dean looked at the bottom and said, "I think the chances of shooting are higher."

"oh?"

The dean explained: "Although the slag class had been killed in seconds and swept across the board before, they were all promoted and their breath was unstable. On the other hand, the meteor class had been staying at their respective levels for a while, and their breath was stable.

"And I heard that they have also gone to the Colosseum to train recently. So their practical ability is far stronger than other classes. The Scrap Class may win four or even five games, but you must know that they must win all of them to win the championship. As for instant killing their opponents, this is something that I dare not imagine, after all, the Meteor Class is not an ordinary class."

Director Zheng next to him also smiled slightly and said, "If you only talk about actual combat, the slag class is a well-deserved champion. But the theoretical assessment results of their class are too low, which leads to a passive situation. In the next eight games, you must win all of them to win. But facing the meteor class, is it possible? As for instant killing, let alone."

"oh."

Congratulations answered.

The dean asked, "What do you think, Director Zhu?"

Congratulations just smiled and didn't say anything.

Others don't know, but he knows it.

The combat effectiveness of the Zhazha squad is quite terrifying.

First of all, when the Zhazha class first started training in the Colosseum, the students did not know that the zombies and monsters had done special treatments. This is something that the students in the Meteor class could not compare;

Secondly, he also knew that the slag class had been trained in the wild area.

This is even more incomparable to any other class.

But none of these are the most important.

The most important thing is that they have Zhang Fan as the head teacher.

Who is Zhang Fan?

That is a pervert and monster who has created many miracles.

Under his hands, there are naturally a bunch of little perverts and monsters.

What can this big monster do with a bunch of small monsters? It’s really beyond ordinary people to imagine.

At this time, there are two minutes left before the game begins.

Zhang Fan didn't talk too much nonsense to the students in the Zhazhao class, and just said one sentence: "The same thing, if you can't kill your opponent in seconds, get out of the Zhazhao class. Whether the opponent is an ordinary class or a meteor class."

Of course, the students didn't say anything.

After eating so many navy blue flowers in the teacher, he also injected his cell enhancer and used his sub-biological space.

Of course I have to listen to him.

At this time, a beautiful female host appeared on the ring.

He said, "Dear students and teachers. Now there are eight slag class and eight meteor class members in the top 16. In order to enhance the viewing of the competition, the leaders unanimously decided that in this round of competition, there is no need to draw lots to decide the opponent, but the slag class and meteor class will assign students to the game respectively. Both sides have two minutes to adjust the participants."

After hearing the scene, I was immediately excited.

If you draw lots, it may be that the students from the scrambled class will draw the students from the scrambled class, which will inevitably reduce the ornamentality.

Now both sides have assigned students to the stage, which greatly enhances the viewability.

At this time, the large screen was divided into two sides by a line.

The left side shows:

Participants in the Meteor Class:

Show on the right:

Participants in the Zhazha class:

Zhang Fan and Sima Yu can be connected to the large screen by multi-function watches and reported to the participating students in their class.

After reporting, there are two minutes to adjust.

Sima Yu quickly reported a name: Li Changhong, a level 6 quasi-warrior.

But everyone knows that this is not necessarily the final name.

After all, if the student who reports is of high level and strong strength, then the chance of winning this game is high.

He was probably using this to lure Zhang Fan. When Zhang Fan determined the participants in the Scrap Class, he suddenly changed his name before the end of two minutes. This way, the chance of winning is even greater.

Of course, both sides must have such thoughts.

Then it depends on the psychological quality and on-the-spot response of both parties.

Whoever has good psychological qualities and responds quickly on the spot will have the potential to gain the upper hand.

At this time, everyone's eyes were turned to the slag team.

I don’t know who will be selected for this slag class.

The big guys on the rostrum also began to whisper.

"Director Zheng, who do you think the slag class will send to the stage?"

"This... is hard to say. If Li Changhong was finally confirmed to appear in the meteor class, the slag class would likely send a level 7 quasi-warrior to appear. Zhuge Liang or Ling Xiao could be."

"I don't think so."

Congratulations, "My little brother has always been playing cards without following the routine, and he can send anyone."

The dean also nodded and said, "But the most likely one is those level 6 quasi-warriors. Wang Dong and the four dandy players are both possible."

Just as I was talking about this, I heard a noise coming from the scrambler class.

Several big guys were a little confused. Did they start arguing?

Internal strife at this time is very fatal.

They hurriedly looked over there.

I saw that the four famous young men had already opened up in pairs and were very excited.

While gesturing, he spitted and flew around:

"Hello, brothers, so good!"

"Five leaders, six or six are very successful!"

"Three stars shine, make a fortune in all seasons."

...

Everyone was even more puzzled: "Fist-making? What are you doing with fist-making?"

Just as everyone's doubts, the four famous young masters had finished drawing.

On the other hand, Ling Xiao, Wang Dong, and Zhuge Liang can’t beat the punches.

They had no choice but to add Huo Juxiong, and the four of them started to spread their fists and swords.

One of the last four famous young men started a duel with Huo Juxiong.

Obviously, Huo Juxiong won.

Then, a list of the slag class was displayed on the big screen.

Huo Juxiong, a level 5 quasi-warrior.

At this moment, everyone finally understood.

"puff……"

"puff……"

"puff……"

The sound of blood bleeding sounded everywhere throughout the venue.

It turns out that the scumbag class used this method to decide the personnel on the field?

The big guys on the scene were all stunned.

This is a bare-slap in the face.

The other two had a heated discussion just now, and even gave advice on what to do and which classmate to assign to appear.

As a result, they made a decision to make a boxing move.

Do you dare to be a little more casual?
Chapter completed!