Novel Full Chapter 330 - 330 Meeting an Acquaintance!
330 Meeting an Acquaintance!
“Eastern University won too easily!”
“They have the right people in the right place and time. The host team is aiming to win the championship this year!”
“They’ve entered the top 8 just like that. The host team didn’t encounter any decent resistance along the way!”
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After a quick victory, the audience in the arena broke out into long and unceasing applause and cheers. The discussions were endless.
Even though the second match between Lingwu and Shenzhen had already begun, the audience’s discussion about Eastern Institute continued.
Sitting in the southeast corner of the venue, a fat man who weighed more than 200 pounds asked while panting, “Let me ask you a question. Will the competition extend if no team surrenders within 45 minutes and there’s no winner or loser?”
“I can tell you didn’t listen to the rules. The quarter-finals are 45 minutes, the semi-finals are an hour, and the finals are an hour and a half.”
“If there are no winners within the stipulated time, the judges will score the two teams based on their performance.”
“If the scores are still the same, it will be a one-on-one battle, and judges will decide the winner in one round. In other words, both sides will send one player to fight in the one-on-one battle.”
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The surrounding audience members helped to educate the fat man.
The fat man felt a little embarrassed when he heard that. He put his hands together and thanked the people around him, “Thank you, everyone. I was rushed and went to the toilet, so I didn’t hear the rules.”
“Haha, it’s okay. Maybe you’ll be right! The match between Lingwu and Shenzhen is still intense.”
“Since you look like Buddha, it’s possible what you said will come true!”
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The surrounding audience members teased the fat man. However, the Buddha-like fatty’s words seemed to have come true. The second match was as he had said.
Within 45 minutes, Lingwu and Shenzhen came to a tie. The two teams miraculously garnered 55 points each in the judges’ next grading round.
Ultimately, Lingwu won against Shenzhen in the one-on-one match between the two captains by a narrow margin and finally entered the top 8 after much difficulty.
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Meanwhile, Kyoto’s team was preparing for their match in their waiting area. They had arrived at the waiting area early in the morning.
Unexpectedly, Shenzhen’s performance this year was impressive. They were in such an intense battle with Lingwu that it was only at the end that a victor emerged victorious.
Since there was an additional one-on-one segment equivalent to having an extra match, Kyoto’s team waited for nearly 30 minutes.
As Team Kyoto walked toward the ring, Ronnie, Military Institute’s leader, led his team into the waiting area.
“Good day, Mr. Ronnie!” Moss took the initiative to greet him. He still felt a little embarrassed about Ronnie.
After the Elite Training Camp in S City, he won the Best Graduate award and other awards. Ronnie even went to recruit Moss on behalf of the Military Institute.
When Ronnie heard Moss had rejected Military Institute’s offer and was only interested in attending the top three institutes, he was the first to storm out and accused Moss of being ignorant.
Later, Moss became the top scorer in S City’s college entrance exams. When Military Institute’s Dean learned about this, he immediately demoted Ronnie to the Deputy Director of the recruitment office and fined him half a year’s salary.
When Ronnie heard Moss’s somewhat unrealistic ambitions, he knew there must be at least more than one teacher who would think Moss was overestimating himself. It was just that Ronnie was a man of character and was the only one who spoke up.
“Hello, Moss! Your performance was excellent!” Ronnie slowed his pace and forced a smile as he replied. As for Moss’s recruitment and Ronnie’s demotion and fine, he did not hold a grudge against Moss.
However, Ronnie decided to keep Kyoto from the top 4 after discovering his team was in the same group as Kyoto, which Moss was a part of. He wanted to show Moss Military Institute’s strength.
In advance, he had done much prep work for this day and carefully studied Kyoto to formulate a battle plan.
After greeting each other, Ronnie turned around and spoke as he approached the waiting area next to Kyoto’s, “I wish you all smooth sailing in the remainder of the competition. Our teams will have a great sparring session in the next round. I look forward to your best performance!”
Ronnie spoke from the bottom of his heart because he wanted his team to eliminate Kyoto fairly and squarely.
“Thank you, Mr. Ronnie! I will work hard!” Moss said as he smilingly bowed to Ronnie.
Ronnie nodded, did not say anything else, and continued leading his team.
At that moment, Moss saw a familiar face. He wanted to speak, but the man spoke first, “Hello, Moss, we meet again. I hope I can compete with you in the next team battle.”
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In S City’s elite training program, Duke’s team had lost to Moss’s Guardian team. Therefore, while constantly improving his strength, Duke had always wanted to compete with Moss again.
“Duke, hello!” Moss smiled and continued, “All right, I will do our best to win!”
Although Moss looked calm on the surface, he was curious. Duke’s name was not even on their list of ten players for the previous matches, so Moss wondered if Military Institute had also hidden their strength.
After all, Duke was the “A-110 God” from the elite training program. He also had excellent results in the college entrance exams but ultimately chose to attend Military Institute.
“Okay, then I’ll see you on the field tomorrow!” Duke said.
“Okay!” Moss gestured with his hand and nodded in reply.
Duke gestured “ok” and followed his team members to the waiting area.
Looking at Duke’s back, Moss wondered if he should use Absolute Defense, a skill that would shock everyone in the game against the Aerospace Institute.
“Moss, let’s go. It’s our turn!” Bishop came over, put his arm around Moss’s shoulder, and whispered, “We’ll stick to the original plan. This will be the first match to test our training results.”
“So, I don’t have to hide my strength anymore?” The corners of Moss’s mouth curled up slightly as he pressed on.
Bishop patted Moss’s shoulder and said smilingly, “There’s no need for that. Just do your best. We’ve already reached this stage. Even if our opponents know our strength, they won’t be able to adjust too much at this stage.”
Bishop’s eyes also revealed his anticipation for the upcoming match and how Moss would perform.