Chapter 112: There Were Different Opinions

“Who did you bet on this time, Mobley? Can you share it with us?”

The 008 Gambling Ring had become the gathering point for fans of the competition.

The crowd discussed the competition intensely, but among the many people, Mobley shined the brightest. His previous analysis was very accurate, and he had also made money from his bets.

A large group of people surrounded Mobley at that moment.

“It’s hard to say anything about the team Player Kill competition.” Mobley poked his chin with his finger, his eyes twinkling as he looked at the surrounding gamblers.

“What’s wrong? Why are you hiding information from us?”

“Oh, I understand. If you bring us a fortune, we’ll use the money to treat you to a meal. How about that?”

“Just one meal?!”

“We could also help you get a present for your wife so that she will love you more. What do you think?”

The crowd started to jeer at that moment.

“That won’t matter since you don’t know what my wife likes!” Mobley tried to hide his excitement, but the speed of his reply betrayed him.

He was a stingy man and was never willing to buy things for his wife. He became excited when someone offered to help him get a gift for his wife. Mobley also wanted his wife to love him more.

After that, Mobley cleared his throat and suppressed his excitement. He said, “The Super Whirlwinds are still my favorites since they’re the strongest overall! I also heard they formed the team even before changing classes. Their level of mutual understanding is unrivaled.”

“I bet on the Super Whirlwinds for the Team Player Kill competition, and Miller for the individual Player Kill competition!”

“However, I would bet a little on the underdogs since Team Moss defeated the Crimson Fires to enter the finals, while Voss defeated Turner to enter the individual Player Kill competition finals.”

“All right, great!”

“Your analysis is excellent. I’ll place my bets well!”

“You’re a good person for playing both sides, Mobley.”

The crowd got excited when they heard who Mobley bet on.

“Should we bet on Moss too? Won’t we earn more if he wins?!” Someone in the crowd shouted.

Mobley followed the voice and saw a young man. Mobley smiled and said, “You’re right, young man. But only if Moss wins.”

“But it’s still risky. The gambling rings only set the odds low so others would buy them. The gambling rings are clever. Since so many people are betting, won’t they suffer a great loss if Moss wins?”

“I prefer to follow a safer route, so I won’t bet so much on low odds. At most, I would just bet for fun. However, if you’re as persistent and lucky as Wright, you can earn a significant amount. He has constantly bet on Moss and kept winning.”

Everyone looked at Wright when they heard that. Incomparable envy filled their eyes.

…

On the day of the quarter-finals, the organizing committee announced the competition would occur at the paladin training grounds. The internet and media were in an uproar.

As expected, the headlines and searches were about the annual school professional competition and the paladin training grounds.

“The paladin training grounds have opened its doors to the annual school professional competition for the first time in history!”

“The paladin training grounds will witness the birth of a future star!”

“A knight will finally step into the paladin training ground after forty years!”

“Moss is the creator of miracles!”

“The Super Whirlwinds will take the paladin training grounds by storm!”

“The Youth Forces are a hidden powerhouse!”

The newspapers and media ran amok, while the netizens’ predictions and analyses of the annual school professional competition were explosive. However, the heated discussion about the Future Star award was the most intense.

“This year’s competition is impressive! The mayor is even willing to move it to the paladin training grounds. Who do you think will win?”

“I think Miller will win! He’s too powerful. No one would dare face him!”

“Don’t forget about Voss. I heard he’s been holding back.”

“What’s the use of that? Everyone has witnessed Miller’s strength first-hand!”

“Sometimes what you see with your eyes may not be real, while what you don’t see might.”

“Wow! That’s so philosophical!”

“Why isn’t anyone optimistic about Team Moss? I like them very much!”

“Being optimistic and liking a team are two different things. I like Team Moss too because he always surprises us. Since he hasn’t fought a powerhouse, he had the chance to shine. However, he will fall when he finally meets one.”

Most netizens believed Miller would win the entire competition. But the media previously released a few voting genres like “my favorite participant,” “my favorite class,” and “my favorite team.”

Most netizens voted for Moss, the knight class, and Team Moss in the voting genres. There was also a trend among the public concerning the knights.

Knight armor and chainmail became popular at the moment. There were people all around the streets wielding shields and swords.

Even the way people greeted each other changed. They would lift their swords high and cheer loudly whenever they met.

…

Two days passed quickly, and spectators filled the ten-hectare-wide paladin training grounds. Colorful flags fluttered in the wind as cheers almost drowned Davis’s voice.

There was a hundred-meter square arena at the paladin training grounds center. The arena’s floor was one-meter thick of granite, making it look magnificent and imposing.

At that time, four teams that entered the semi-finals appeared at the competition ground entrance.

The Super Whirlwinds wore a blue suit. A layer of flexible metal armor covered their joints and vital parts. The audience immediately erupted in thunderous applause since the Super Whirlwinds were the first to appear.

Meanwhile, their opponents, the Youth Forces, wore white suits, with white gloves, and silver armor. Their momentum was greater than that of the Super Whirlwinds. The audience gave warm applause alongside a tidal wave of chants as the Youth Forces were the second team to appear.

Team Moss was the most reserved and discrete compared to the two teams that took the stage and the Crimson Fires. They wore stealthy black suits.

The audience knew the semi-finals of the competition would begin when The Superwhirwinds and Youth forces appeared in the arena in an orderly fashion. The atmosphere at the paladin training grounds was tense.