"The wheel is starting to spin. Brothers, announce your opponents!”
"I'll play with Sister Zhou."
"It's over, it's over. I'm in the same group as Da Sima. How can I beat him?”
"We're going to lose, we're going to lose. Isn't that the black horse with the spear? Zhao Zilong of Beihu."
It was very noisy in his ears. The top 100 contestants were chattering like peddlers in the market, talking about their opponents.
Someone was matched with a lower ranking and weaker contestant, and they heaved a sigh of relief.
There were also people who matched with famous experts and knew that they would definitely enter the loser group. They had nothing to live for.
The viewers in PDD's live broadcast room were most concerned about who PDD's opponent was.
PDD was also guessing who his opponent was.
If he was so lucky, his opponents would definitely be those who ranked last in the top 100!
"The wheel hasn't stopped yet? This is too slow!"
"PDD tapped a few times just now. Could it be that this is why the wheel keeps spinning?”
PDD immediately clarified.
"I'm not, I didn't!"
"Maybe I'm lucky and want to pick a fated opponent for me?”
"For example, Little Sister Dai."
"To be honest, I've always wanted to fight her!”
"If I have the chance this time, I hope to personally send Little Sister Dai into the loser group.”
Perhaps it had heard his request, the needle on the wheel spun round and round, and finally stopped at the name 'Dumb Little Sister.'
In an instant, time froze.
PDD still had a helpless expression on his face, but when the results were out, he was dumbfounded and his brain crashed.
What was going on?
How could this be?
This wheel did not care about martial arts!
When the audience saw this result, they could not help but laugh.
"You just set up the flag, and now there's only one flag left, hahahaha!”
"I thought that my luck would change after PDD paid for it. I was naive.”
"PDD is not a coward. Set up the last flag. You will definitely be able to defeat the silly little sister!”
"You can draw whoever you want. This is also a kind of luck! PDD, your wish has come true!"
Although this result was unexpected, PDD was not afraid. Instead, he was very confident.
"Brothers, you don't understand! I'm very lucky!"
"I drew Little Sister to send her to the loser group.”
"What Gale Sword Technique? In the end, they will definitely be defeated by my saber!”
"I'll chop her into a spinning top! No one will save her even if she shouts till her throat breaks!"
PDD leaned back in his chair in a relaxed manner, exuding an air of ease.
The audience had seen his moves and was very confident in him.
"I believe you. All the flags you set have fallen, and I believe yours is the same.”
"Don't panic! You are the strongest swordsman! Be reckless!"
"PDD, I support you! Defeat the silly little sister!"
Today was just drawing lots. The competition would only take place tomorrow.
After bragging to the audience, PDD went offline and instantly changed his face.
He walked up to the rooftop, lit a cigarette, and looked up at the sky.
"I lit a cigarette on the balcony. I smoked half of it, and the wind smoked half of it."
Facing the darkness, he sighed and muttered to himself.
"I think I shouldn't be calculative with the wind. Maybe the wind has its own troubles."
The wind on the rooftop was very strong, and the cold wind slapped his face.
He waved his hand in frustration and finally sighed deeply. The ashes fell naturally and sprinkled on his hand, burning him until he cried out.
"How I wish that god could see through my weakness and change my opponent!”
Why did it have to be a silly little sister!
In the same round, they were all the top 100 players who were ranked at the bottom. No matter which one of them met PDD's requirement of " definitely beating them ", but PDD did not draw any of them.
PDD felt bitter, but he didn't say anything.
He sniffed and swallowed all the pain and fatigue.
He didn't believe that he would slowly regain his sharpness! He wouldn't be able to defeat the silly little sister!
" I'm PDD, a real ex-pro player."
"I, PDD, am a man who pays millions to promote games!”
PDD muttered to himself, his gaze turning sharp.
To be honest, Qiu Yaoyang was starting to sympathize with PDD.
"I am a little unlucky."
As the game designer of Wukexing, Qiu Yaoyang wanted to see the man who promoted his game for millions of yuan.
In the end, when he saw that he had picked the silly little sister, he could not help but tsk.
It was interesting to see two people with good strength fight each other at the beginning.
……
"Brother, who is your opponent?"
"Me and Da Sima, what about you?"
"Sigh, don't mention it. It's me and Sister Zhou, but I'm in the second round.”
"That's good. I can get more experience if I go on stage later.”
"What experience?"
The top 100 contestants discussed animatedly.
Today was the day of the group competition, and everyone could not wait.
The audience rushed to the venue, looking forward to today's competition.
Ma Ke was one of them. He came to the venue with many foreign players, wanting to see the martial arts world's heroes.
Unfortunately, there were too many people here!
They couldn't see the match through the crowd.
Vigilante A was extremely realistic, not allowing them to choose to block other players.
"I can't see this place very clearly.”
"Why don't we walk forward?”
They squeezed forward again. They could no longer see the heads in front of them, but they could no longer see the screen of the arena.
Unable to watch the match, Ma Ke and the others were extremely anxious.
"What happened? Did they not allow people to watch the competition here?”
"This design is too unreasonable!”
"We've been watching a lonely scene here!"
Just as the players were feeling restless, a label with a number lit up in the center of the ten arenas.
Then, a large screen would rise above each arena, pointing at the players 'location.
Players can choose the scene they want to see.
"Wow! This is too advanced!"
"Little Sister Daai and PDD are in Ring 8. I am Lei Feng, you're welcome.”
When the battle list came out, PDD and Daai Lil 'Sis' group received everyone's attention.
In the end, it was PDD, the swordsman who was awesome in his mechanics and had first-class awareness, who was amazing.
Or was Little Sister Dai, this self-created technique, a female swordsman who cultivated both the zither and sword, more powerful?
The audience had their own answers. They were just waiting for the match to begin and let them witness the elegance of these two people.
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