Chapter 45 Round Robin After countless fierce and thrilling matches, the first round of the elimination match of the All Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition finally came to an end. The audience who watched the game in person in Xingluo City were completely aroused to the extreme. Although the organizers have tried their best to avoid the tragic situation of casualties among the contestants, a distressing situation still occurred at the end of the first round of eliminations. Nearly 200 contestants suffered injuries of varying degrees of severity, and more than a dozen of them died due to serious injuries, which is a pity. After the knockout rounds, the highly anticipated second round of round-robin matches will begin. In this stage, the three game modes will be determined by drawing lots, which is full of unknowns and variables. Moreover, after the first round of ruthless elimination, the remaining college teams are undoubtedly stronger and more experienced. This also means that the subsequent competitions will inevitably be more exciting and exciting, full of endless expectations. On the morning of the fourth day, when the first ray of sunlight had not yet completely dispelled the night's haze, and the weak and soft light was still struggling against the darkness, the audience's passionate shouts were like surging waves, constantly echoing in the Xingluo Square, as if they were about to break through the clouds. They were full of anticipation, and they most wanted to see the Shrek Academy team make a brilliant appearance again. Even the emperor of the Xingluo Empire climbed up to the towering and magnificent top of the imperial city early in the morning, holding his breath, waiting quietly, his eyes full of expectation and scrutiny. The round-robin tournament kicked off, and four of the eight participating teams would be the first to appear. However, the sixty-seven teams that had made it through the elimination rounds were all sitting quietly in the rest area without exception. They came here not just to watch the game, but more precisely, what they were most concerned about was to see with their own eyes whether the eight-ringed Soul Douluo from Shrek Academy really existed or was just an illusory rumor. When the Shrek team members appeared at the entrance of the participating academy, the entire Xingluo Plaza instantly became boiling. Ye Qian'an and Gu Yuena walked calmly at the front of the team. Their postures were upright and firm, and they exuded an unparalleled powerful aura. Ever since Ye Qian'an unlocked the fourth seal, his personality is no longer as gentle and humble as before, but has become extremely arrogant. At this moment, he has a wanton and ostentatious smile, as if announcing to everyone his strength and invincibility.
At this time, the players from other academies also looked sideways, their eyes were fixed on the Shrek Academy team, some showed deep awe, while others were jealous and unwilling. But no matter what they felt in their hearts, the Shrek Academy players didn't care at all, their eyes were firm and focused, looking straight at the competition field ahead. The rest area of Shrek Academy is at the northernmost end. There are a total of twenty comfortable and soft sofas in the entire area, and there are dedicated waiters to provide attentive service. The food on the table is rich and varied, the fruits are fresh and tempting, and the drinks are dazzling. Everything you need is available. The treatment of other colleges is actually similar, but there is no attentive service from the waiters. The key is that the area of the rest area is much smaller than that of Shrek College. Under the cover of the light of Shrek College, other colleges seem a little eclipsed, like weak fireflies next to the bright stars. At this time, the host was already warming up the crowd. His voice was passionate and powerful. He first announced the list of colleges that had passed the first round of competition. His voice was clear and loud, echoing over the square. Then he began to introduce the grouping in detail, "Next, please invite the continent's first college, the Shrek College team, and their opponent, the Xingluo Empire Yunluo Advanced Soul Instructor College team to enter the waiting area. At the same time, please invite the captains of the two teams to come on stage to determine their competition methods." Ye Qian stood up at Wang Yan's signal, and walked to the stage with a graceful and neat movement. The captain of Yunluo Advanced Soul Instructor Academy was a sturdy man with dazzling short golden hair. Under the white school uniform, the outline of his sturdy muscles was faintly visible, full of power. The two men stepped onto the competition stage at the same time, and the process of drawing the competition method was simple and direct. The draw tube was transparent, and the referee inserted three small balls representing different fighting methods through the holes, then turned the holes upwards, and then let the two men hold the big round ball with one palm each. The referee yelled: "Three, two, one." Ye Qian'an and the opposing team's captain exerted force at the same time, and the powerful force instantly threw the big ball into the air. When the big ball was thrown into the air at a height of 20 meters by the two people, a small ball fell out. The referee was quick to catch the small ball and quickly retrieved the large ball that fell from the air. He announced loudly: "Shrek Academy vs. Yunluo Academy, a one-on-one elimination match. Please send the first player to the field." Ye Qian turned around and walked down the stage, his steps steady and powerful. Back in the waiting area, he gave Wang Yan a questioning look and said, "Let me go." Wang Yan nodded and said seriously: "Okay, but Qi'an, try not to release your spirit rings and keep it mysterious. It's best to defeat it directly." Ye Qian'an nodded and said proudly: "Just watch me." After that, he strode towards the competition stage with a resolute posture and full of confidence. The first student sent by Yunluo Academy was not tall, but his shoulders were broad and even a little fat. Facing Ye Qian'an, he was very nervous. Beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead. The beads of sweat slid down his cheeks and shimmered in the sun. After all, this was a Soul Fighter. Who wouldn't be nervous when facing him? As for whether it was true or not, did it matter now? Ye Qian'an's appearance immediately made everyone nervous. They stared at the stage intently, wanting to see whether this Soul Douluo was real or fake. If it was real, it would be too terrifying. If it was fake, then such strength would be enough to make them fearful. The referee called the two people to his front, and said in a serious voice: "The rules of the individual elimination match are that the losing party will step down immediately, and the winning party can choose to continue the game or withdraw and change players. Each side will send seven people until all seven people on one side lose the game. Do you understand?" "Understood." Ye Qian agreed decisively, his voice firm and powerful. On the other hand, the opponent stammered, "Understood." The referee said: "Okay, both sides step back and listen to my command to start the game." As he spoke, the referee had already stepped back. Ye Qian'an just took a glance and then walked to the other side of the competition stage without even saying goodbye in advance. The implication was very obvious, which was his extreme contempt for his opponent. With the referee's order, the game officially started.
The student from Yunluo Academy reacted quickly with his short and strong body, and his movements were as agile as an agile monkey. He raised his arms, and three thumb-thick metal tubes appeared on each arm, and two arm-thick metal tubes appeared on each shoulder. A pair of folded wings behind him instantly unfolded, emitting a faint soul power fluctuation. However, Ye Qian'an still stood there calmly, with a faint smile on his lips, as if everything in front of him was not enough to move him. Seeing this, Ma Yingjun rushed towards Ye Qian'an with all his strength, and the speed was so fast that it caused a gust of wind. Just when he was about to approach Ye Qian'an, Ye Qian'an's figure flashed and appeared behind him as if teleporting. Ma Yingjun was shocked, and the expression on his face froze instantly. Before he could react, Ye Qian'an gently slapped him, seemingly casually, but it contained an extremely powerful force. With a "bang", Ma Yingjun flew out like a kite with a broken string, landing heavily on the edge of the competition stage. His soul guides fell off his body one after another, and the parts were scattered all over the ground. He struggled to get up, but found that he had no strength left, and could only lie on the ground gasping for breath. Ye Qian'an crossed his arms and said coldly, "Is that all you can do?" The voice was icy cold and full of disdain. There was an uproar in the audience, and they were deeply shocked by Ye Qian'an's powerful strength. What kind of duel was this? The time was so short, was it a minute? No, not even ten seconds! To defeat the opponent so quickly, is this the strength of Shrek Academy? People were whispering in amazement, with unbelievable expressions on their faces. The faces of the Yunluo Academy players were so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of them. Their eyes were filled with anger and helplessness. They never expected that their team members would be so vulnerable in front of Ye Qian'an, just like fragile dolls, and were easily defeated. They clenched their fists, and the resentment in their hearts burned like a flame. The referee walked forward solemnly and announced in a loud and serious voice that Ye Qian'an was the winner. However, Ye Qian'an had no intention of stepping down. He looked towards Yunluo College with a provocative gaze and said loudly, "Continue." As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the doorway. The members of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy, who were sitting not far from Shrek Academy, became nervous again. Being able to smash the soul guide so easily, such power was far beyond their expectations. Moreover, until now, he had not used his martial spirit, which was the most terrifying thing. At least they thought they could not deal with the opponent so easily. Ma Rulong looked solemn, frowned, and whispered: "Such an opponent is really terrifying. We must be careful to deal with it." Ma Yingjun walked back to the waiting area. Captain Yunluo was furious and slapped him hard on the head, shouting, "Idiot! You have brought shame to the academy. Go up to the moon." "Yes." A female player from Yunluo College quickly jumped up and went to the competition stage. Her eyes were determined. Although she knew that her chances of winning were slim, she seemed to want to avenge her previous defeat and fight desperately. Ye Qian narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up and down at the female student in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze. The woman was wearing a tight-fitting soul master uniform, which perfectly outlined her graceful yet powerful figure. Her long hair was neatly tied behind her head, exuding a capable aura. The referee once again seriously emphasized the rules and loudly announced the start of the game. Shangyue's fighting style was completely different from Ma Yingjun's. Behind her, there was a pair of long swords flashing with cold light. At this moment, she rushed forward like lightning, stretched her hands behind her, and took off the long swords in an instant with agility and skill. With her hands spread to the left and right, the two four-foot-long swords suddenly lit up with a strong incandescent light. The light was dazzling, bringing two three-foot-long blade lights, and rushed towards Ye Qian'an with the force of thunder. Seeing this, Ye Qian'an's expression remained unchanged, as if this fierce attack was nothing more than a breeze to him. With a slight shift of his feet, his figure was like catkins in the wind, lightly and skillfully avoiding the extremely sharp double-blade slash. Shangyue's strike missed without any pause or hesitation. He swung his two swords like a violent storm, the blades intersecting and weaving into an airtight net, tightly enveloping Ye Qian'an. However, Ye Qian was like a gentleman strolling in his own garden, moving freely in this dense and frightening sword light. Not even the corners of his clothes were touched by the sword light, as if all these attacks were just illusions. The audience in the audience opened their eyes wide, their gazes closely following the figure on the stage. They were so nervous that they seemed to forget to breathe, and they watched this thrilling scene intently. Beads of sweat had already seeped out of Shangyue's forehead, gleaming in the sunlight. Her breathing gradually became rapid, like an old bellows. It was obvious that such a high-intensity attack had consumed a lot of her physical strength. Ye Qi'an suddenly chuckled, with a hint of contempt in his laughter: "Is that all you can do?" After that, he flashed and instantly turned into a phantom, appearing behind Shangyue. He stretched out a slender finger and seemed to gently touch her back. Shangyue felt a huge force coming from her, and she couldn't help but throw herself forward, and the two swords in her hands almost slipped out of her hands. She gritted her teeth, tried to steady herself, turned around, and there was already a trace of panic in her eyes that was difficult to conceal. Ye Qian'an folded his hands in front of his chest, looking relaxed, and said, "Just admit defeat, you are no match for me." "I'll fight you!" Shangyue shouted angrily, with an unyielding fire burning in her eyes. As she spoke, she gritted her teeth, raised her two swords again, and rushed towards Ye Qian'an with all her strength. Ye Qian'an shook his head, a trace of helplessness showing on his face. This time he did not dodge, but directly stretched out a hand and firmly grasped Shangyue's double swords. Shangyue tried desperately to break free, but found that his two swords were like being clamped by iron pliers and could not move at all. Ye Qian'an swung his sword violently, and the force was so great that Shangyue was thrown out like a fallen leaf caught in a strong wind, and fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
The referee immediately announced: "Ye Qian'an wins!" The voice echoed over the stadium. The faces of the Yunluo Academy team members became even uglier, as if they were shrouded in a layer of haze, but Ye Qian'an was still standing on the stage, looking provocatively in the direction of Yunluo Academy, like an invincible god of war. ......... (End of this chapter)