6kv Chapter 229 Truman’S Opponent
Chapter 229 Truman’S Opponent
When Zhou Zixi saw that he was fighting against Bai Li, he suddenly felt a little cold in his heart.
This Bailu is the second favorite to win this competition after Mu Xun...
The monster with extraordinary serial number 03...
"President, please help me calculate, what are my chances of winning against this white beast?" Zhou Zixi couldn't help but ask Truman.
Truman pushed up his glasses and said mercilessly: "If you are lucky, there will be about 0.53%."
Zhou Zixi: "..."
"Don't look at me like that. Although we are from the same school, I have to tell you the truth, otherwise I will harm you." Truman stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder: "If the competition system of the first few rounds was like this, I would I advise you to surrender as soon as possible so as not to get hurt. But this round is okay, it is in the illusion anyway, so you should work hard and hold on for a few more rounds, so as not to embarrass our Confucian family."
Zhou Zixi: "..."
Soon, this battle was over.
In just three minutes, Bai Li defeated Zhou Zixi.
"Hate..." Bai Li curled his lips: "The second son of Confucianism, what a stinky fish and rotten shrimp."
He turned his head and looked at the list of remaining contestants displayed on the big screen of the competition, and said coldly: "Whether it's Lin Nai or Mu Xun, let me meet them quickly. I can't wait to be with them." The neck is bleeding!”
Zhou Zixi walked down disappointed.
"I'm sorry, President, I have embarrassed Confucianism..."
Truman reached out and patted his shoulder: "It doesn't matter, you have done your best."
"President, is it your turn in the next game?" Zhou Zixi said seriously: "You must work hard! ... By the way, who is your opponent?"
Truman raised his head slightly and looked at the list on the big screen. His eyes were deep behind his glasses: "My opponent..."
"The next game, Confucian Academy, Truman vs. Guigu Academy, Mu Xun!" The referee announced the lineup for the next game.
The audience on the field couldn't help but exclaimed.
Lin Nai was slightly startled when he heard this battle list.
Truman looked calm. Zhou Zixi next to him opened his mouth wide with an expression of disbelief. Everyone else turned their heads and looked at him in surprise.
"Damn it, Old Chu, you won the jackpot!"
Meng Feifei said in surprise: "You must be very lucky. How come you met a pervert like him in the top 32?"
"There's nothing we can do about it." Hua Lingze smiled playfully, glanced at Truman, and said, "In order to collect information on seed players from major universities in the first round, his kill ranking was the last one for all those who advanced. name, so the overall ranking in the first four rounds was not very high.”
Meng Feifei glanced at him and muttered: "Why do I feel like you are still a little gloating about your misfortune?"
Truman's expression didn't change much, and he said: "I don't care, we will encounter him sooner or later anyway." Then he turned to look at Lin Nai: "Brother, I'm going to try to help you force him out more." Invite."
"Don't pay too much attention to me." Lin Nai gave him a look: "Just do your best."
"Yeah." Truman responded, then took off his glasses, wiped them, put them back on, and walked onto the ring.
"The Truman of Confucianism and Mu Xun of Guigu..."
In the Tianyan room, the principals, leaders, and representatives of major universities were very excited: "It seems like there will be something good to watch this time!"
Guitani's Mu Xun is the favorite to win this competition.
The Confucian Chuman is a seed player that has been paid attention to by many colleges and universities before the game.
The confrontation between these two players so early will definitely arouse a lot of buzz.
Of course, except for the dean of the Confucian Academy, Yan Lao, who had a melancholy expression on his face.
When you meet the students of Guigu Academy, you can almost directly judge that you will definitely lose...
"Hahaha, Mr. Yan, don't look so gloomy." Tangzhuang, the representative of the Mo family next to him, hugged his shoulders with a playful smile: "It doesn't matter even if you lose, it's not embarrassing to lose to the Guigu family anyway, hahahaha. .....”
"Go away!" Mr. Yan was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared: "Who said that we Confucian disciples will lose? The game hasn't even started yet!"
On the playing field.
The audience cheered loudly.
Fans of the players on both sides also shouted as loudly as they could.
Reporters from major TV stations were all snapping and snapping photos near the arena.
Truman and Mu Xun stood face to face.
The referee with a toothpick in his mouth came up, looked at the two of them, and said, "If there's no problem, let's start choosing the battle scene."
Mu Xun: "Yeah."
Truman: "Yeah."
"What should I say, Brother Nai, can you predict how many minutes will this game end?" Meng Feifei lay on the guardrail and put one hand on his chin.
Lin Nai: "How do I know? I'm not like Truman. My mind is full of calculations."
Lin Nai paused. I don’t know how much information Truman has collected about Mu Xun.
According to Truman, Mu Xun had only used one move in the previous rounds.
It's that trick of "Taicang Yisu".
Therefore, the intelligence attack that Truman is best at may not be of much use this time...
Lin Nai turned to look at Wan'er and said, "Wan'er, you have to watch this game carefully."
Ye Yeer knew what Lin Nai meant and nodded obediently: "Yeah."
"Game scene: daytime, Gobi."
The toothpick referee announced the scene.
Soon, two beams of light fell down and enveloped Mu Xun and Trumen.
...
Truman opened his eyes.
Mu Xun also opened his eyes.
On the deserted Gobi Desert, everything is empty. The ground is slightly cracked, and there are a few small cacti. Other than that, there is nothing else in this place.
"I didn't expect to meet you so soon," Truman actually took out his small notebook and his ball pen, and said calmly: "I haven't collected all your information, which is really a mistake. "
"Let's get started." Mu Xun said expressionlessly, "I don't want to waste time."
"I thought I was already a humorless person, but I didn't expect to meet someone even more boring than me here."
Truman did not look at Mu Xun. He didn't know what he was writing on the notebook with a pen, and his voice was flat: "Since you want to start, why don't you take the initiative to attack?"
Mu Xun's eyes flashed: "As you wish."
"Zheng!"
There was a harsh sword cry, and the rusty bronze sword was unsheathed!
Mu Xun was in front of Trumen in a blink of an eye, and stabbed Trumen in the face with his sharp bronze sword at an extremely fast speed!