But in the Mainland League main competition, the opponents you are all the top players in this field. Those who are slightly inferior to each other on weekdays will also show a huge difference in points here.

And twenty-nine games are accumulated points per game.

If you make a strategy mistake in too many games, it will drag down the team's points and even affect the personal performance of the craftsmen who are in a hurry to play. Although the final stage of the Mainland League, the Battle of the Saint King is almost entirely based on the personal level of the craftsmen.

But in the knockout round before, team points and individual points were eliminated in both directions. That is to say, although the chance is very low, there are still possible top craftsmen who leave the field early because the team drags them down.

In Fang Zhu's opinion, the average level of this team of Goland Craftsmen is online, and they don't worry about being eliminated because of insufficient team points. However, if the points in the second round are too low, the Twin Towers will be very passive after the Twin Towers trial.

This time, the third division has assigned so many top analysts to come here, which is also considered.

But what surprised him was that Soul Fingerprint seemed to have never thought of this and directly skipped this topic.

She commented on every contestant of Nottingham's boat, and after Bi Fang added it, she made a conclusion directly. The top analyst at Ragnarok stopped to look at everyone and said:

"But the second round of the game is just an appetizer in the Mainland League. The double tower trial is the key. The final battle of the Holy King can only depend on your own luck. In this round of game, the Nottingham Boat should not give its all, and you are the same."

Soul Fingerprint looked at Fang Yu: "Especially you, Ed, don't be foolish about explaining your old truth. And-"

She suddenly thought of something.

“…Stop treating everyone as fools.”

This sentence caused a low laugh.

Fang Yu's face turned red as if he was a monkey's butt. His behavior of "hiding his shit" in the Southern League has obviously spread throughout Kaolin-Ishurien through the community.

He once thought he was a genius design, but now when he thinks he can't wait to stab himself to death with one knife.

...

"Everyone! Gentlemen, ladies! Our opponent is out," Carl pushed open the door of the hall and shouted excitedly inside, causing everyone to look back at him.

The young man shook a paper sheet in his hand excitedly, making a clamor.

"It's a craftsman association from Rotao. We have good strength and we are lucky."

The tall African-American young man looked at him and shook his head, "The opponent is very strong, why are you happy?"

"Of course I'm happy," Carl replied, "Didn't Cui Xisi say that? This is the first game, which is related to our attention in this competition. What's the point of a one-sided abuse? Besides, if you have the boss here, what are you afraid of..."

He paused, "By the way, where is Cui Xisi?"

The African-American youth took a step back, and then Carl saw the brown-haired girl with a sulky expression between them.

Cui Xisi was shaking a piece of paper on her hand into a ball, and threw it aside in anger.

When Carl saw that the paper sheet was exactly the same as the one in his hand, he realized that it turned out that he was one step slower. He couldn't help asking, "So you already knew it, so what's wrong?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you," replied the African young man, "Chees is angry with Prometheus's people."

"Prometheus?" Carl was stunned, "What's wrong with them?"

The African-American youth sighed.

"Chois intends to instigate the disagreement between them and the Kaorin-Ishurians and cause some trouble for the Dragon Alchemist. Do you still remember this?"

"Remember," Carl replied, "What's wrong? Prometheus's man was also educated by that guy?"

"I would have been fine if this was the case," Cui Xisi replied angrily, "I wish Prometheus's men would suffer a little compared to that guy, but those cowards dare not respond at all!"

"ah?"

The African-American young man squeezed his eyes at Carl and signaled him not to touch the other person's bad head at this time.

He changed the subject and said, "Cui Xisi, I think this may not be that simple."

The brown-haired girl was angry, but after hearing this, she calmed down, her eyebrows gathered together, as if she was thinking. She turned around and looked at the other party, "I seem to remember it too. Prometheus's Irs went to Kaurin-Ishurien, and went on a mission with the Marines. After returning, she looked mysterious and mysterious-"

"In terms of time, that guy happened to be in Istaniya at that time. Did anything happen between this?"

Cui Xisi pointed his chin with her finger, "No wonder those guys Prometheus looked timid. They didn't look like this on weekdays. Irs met that person? But this doesn't make sense..."

She suddenly thought of a possibility that made her feel incredible, and suddenly her eyes widened.

Carl and the tall African-American young man obviously thought of this at the same time, and the two couldn't help but blurt out: "No way?"

"Will the Dragon Knight be defeated by a high-level combat craftsman?" Cui Xisi immediately reacted and glanced at the two of them with contempt, "Is it okay to have some knowledge, but something extremely interesting must have happened to Istaniya..."

She looked interested, "I have to find someone to find out what Irs did in Istaniya."

The African-American youth wanted to speak but stopped hearing this.

Carl couldn't help but scream, "Cui Xisi, you're crazy, that's the military's action!"

This is a trouble.

The brown-haired girl's thin eyebrows frowned.

...

Bavaria.

This is a legendary city, famous for its abundant production of a special fluorescent agave. The Oshu people extracted a fluorescent ink from it. This magical ink has now been widely circulated among alchemists from various continents and is one of the most important foreign trade commodities of the Oshu Empire.

Bavarian is located in the southern border of the empire, next to the Agave Forest. Through that forest is the famous Sintaan Fault Zone - the Great Rift Valley.

Going south further, it is a wild land outside the empire's rule.

But the city is not at all unknown because it is located in the border. On the contrary, it is the busiest trading node in the south of the empire - one of the ends of the route from Sintaan-Gudasok.

This is usually one of the areas where the entire empire can see the most lizards.

At this moment, Bavarian is a different scene. The whole city has been decorated with a new look, with a curtain hanging like clouds, and long propaganda banners hanging on the huge magic boat.

On one side is the silver lily logo of the Gorland Craftsmen Association, and on the other side is the giant holy white wood from the sea of ​​trees.

The cheers from the square have even been faintly transmitted to the contestants' rest room.

The leader of Nottingham's boat looked at his players, and finally set his eyes on the young man sitting in the innermost part of the lounge.

"Let's go," he said, "This is your first game. You have already known the characteristics of your opponents. Whether you can win the battle depends on your performance on the field."

"Kula," said a young man standing beside him suddenly, "You think the imperial people outside will be more optimistic about which side?"

The young man who speaks is the time walker.

The person he talked to was not their leader, but also the boy sitting inside the lounge.

The boy lowered his head and checked the elastic band on his magic gloves. After listening to the Time Walker's words, he raised his head and looked at the other party, "Maybe it's almost the same."

He thought for a while and replied.

The boy seemed to react very slowly and spoke word by word. "The people of the Empire may not have heard of the Dragon Alchemist, especially in the southern part of the Empire... Haven't you heard of it before coming to Sintaan?"

"As for us," the boy thought about it, "they probably haven't heard of it. That guy Forin doesn't know if he has a reputation here."

"What a pity."

Time Walker looked at the direction of the door.

"If this is the second half of the first round," he said, "maybe we can give the other party a surprise. Unfortunately, it's a pity that we don't need to give the latecomers a chance in the first half."

The boy did not answer.

Obviously not interested in this topic.

The Time Walker had already taken a deep breath, and under the gaze of the leader, he placed his hand on the door handle.

Then he pushed the door out-

The sound of tsunamis rushing towards us.
Chapter completed!