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Chapter 1120 Drawing lots, a battle of fate!

"Huh...why do you suddenly feel a little nervous?"

Following Fang Yun, listening to the noise outside, Master Beast, who had been shouting about a small scene before, became a little panicked.

Hearing his words, Fang Yun, who was walking in front, was a little speechless. He kept walking and asked him sideways in a low voice: "It's the last step, don't you want to escape?"

"That's not possible!"

Hearing this, Mr. Beast, who always had a very good reputation, immediately waved his hand without saying any more nonsense. He cheered himself up in his heart and followed Fang Yun onto the stage.

"Let us welcome the nine-time champions of the Wushen Altar and the Bianliang City representative team with the warmest applause!"

As soon as they stepped onto the stage, before Fang Yun and the others had time to observe what was happening below the stage, they heard Ah Zi's voice suddenly rise in pitch as she excitedly introduced it to the audience.

At the same time, as Fang Yun, Liu Ximeng and others officially appeared on the stage, the audience was dumbfounded on the spot when they saw this combination of handsome men and women with good looks and temperament!

"Damn it! This Bianliang City doesn't mention its performance, but its appearance alone lags behind the other seven teams by a huge margin!"

"Which one is Brother Cheng? Which one is Brother Cheng?"

"Beautiful girl, there is a beautiful girl!"

"Who is that girl? She feels more beautiful than Azi!"

"Get lost! I, Ah Zi, am invincible in the world!"

"Among these people, I only know Mr. Beast and my sister-in-law. Who are the other three?"

"Brother Cheng, stop hiding and say something quickly!"

"Look at the handsome guy on the far left. With his temperament, he could be Brother Cheng, right?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Based on my understanding of Qiancheng, the most inconspicuous guy at the end of the team should be his true identity..."

The appearance of Fang Yun and others completely pushed the atmosphere of the entire stadium to a climax. After all, the combination of handsome men and beautiful women is very eye-catching.

Not to mention that they themselves are members of the Bianliang City representative team that has ruled the Martial God Altar for two years. When these two identities are superimposed, the attention and discussion they cause are tantamount to dropping a 'nuclear bomb' in the gaming circle!

Looking at the countless spectators with bright eyes in the audience, no matter how calm Fang Yun was, he couldn't help but feel a little numb at this moment.

He was planning to finish the show as soon as possible and join up with the other team players, but Ah Zi seemed to have figured out his peeing habit, and suddenly stopped them in the center of the stage before he started.

Stopping Fang Yun, Azi said with a smile: "Master Qiancheng, please stay. I wonder if I can take up a minute of your time. I have a few questions submitted by the audience that I would like you to answer."

As she said that, she stretched out her hand, and the staff waiting next to her immediately handed over a microphone.

When the audience in the audience heard Azi call this handsome guy who looked the youngest among the five people Qiancheng, even though they were prepared in their hearts, they still couldn't help but gasped!

This young man who looks like he is only in his early twenties is actually the Qiancheng in the game who spends money like water and rules the world with his incredible strength!

"Nima, I was still working and studying at the age of twenty, but as a result, I have become rich and free in thousands of cities, and I can do whatever I want in my dreams..."

"Is there a possibility that Qiancheng is doing whatever he wants in his dreams and going to school at the same time?"

"Fuck! He's handsomer than me, richer than me, and he can play key games better than me. It's just a fucking comparison!"

"My sister can't stand it, my sister really can't stand it!"

"Brother, who are you from? Your accent is a bit strong..."

"Why are you standing there? Hurry up and take pictures! This time, I'm really proud of myself. I finally got to see Qian Cheng himself!"

"It's a pity that only one member of the Qiancheng family has taken the stage. I also want to meet Brother Renzi."

Azi's address to Fang Yun caused another round of yelling in the audience, while Fang Yun on the field felt helpless.

Azi, this bitch... is poisonous!

However, although I was slandering in my heart, I still wanted to give him official face. He nodded lightly and said, "Okay."

Seeing him nodding, Azi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, quickly took the question card handed over by her assistant, glanced at the first one and said: "Thank you very much, then the first question is, how old are you, Master Qiancheng?

"

"Eighteen does not include...ahem! Twenty-one will soon become twenty-two."

Hearing Azi's question, Fang Yun replied without thinking. Halfway through, he realized something was wrong and quickly corrected it.

Naturally, Ah Zi didn't know the true meaning of the first half of his sentence. She simply thought he had made a slip of the tongue, so there was no strange look on her face when she heard the words.

On the contrary, the cheeks of Liu Ximeng, who was standing next to Fang Yun, were slightly red. She had known Fang Yun for a long time. Under the influence of this old man for many years, Liu Ximeng did not say "well-read", but

Some words with "profound meaning" can still be understood.

At the same time, after asking the first question, Azi nodded slightly, and then asked: "The Great God Qiancheng is indeed young and promising, so the next question is, the Great God Qiancheng this time

Come to Shanghai to participate in the All-Star offline quarterfinals. Is there any opponent you most want to meet?"

Hearing this, Fang Yun pretended to think for a few seconds, and then replied: "The top eight teams in the fantasy world are all the ones who can come to the quarterfinals, so for me, no matter who I meet, I will go all out. There is no such thing as

Questions about who you particularly want to meet or avoid.”

Fang Yun's answer was fair and sound, but it sounded like a lightning strike to the players of the team not far away, and they almost couldn't help but curse!

"What kind of stupid question is this host asking? You still think Bianliang City is not harsh enough, right?"

"Go all out... a hammer! This host wants us to die!"

"Please, beauty, don't fucking ask me again!"

"She's a pretty girl, but she has a long mouth..."

"I don't have much confidence in killing Qiancheng alone, but if the target is this woman, the success rate should be quite high."

Azi didn't know that her casual question would put her on the hit list of the team members nearby. She was still smiling like a flower.

"Well, it seems that Qiancheng Master is still very confident in the strength of his team."

With a sweet smile, Azi then asked: "Then the third and final question. Since the group stage, many viewers have discovered that many teams often come up with their bottom lineup when encountering Bianliang City.

, everyone is speculating that this situation may occur more frequently in the quarterfinals. I wonder what Qiancheng Great God feels about this?"

Hearing this question, both the other seven team players on the stage and the audience were all stunned, and then their eyes were instantly fixed on Fang Yun.

Although it is not stated clearly, anyone who has watched the previous group matches knows that what Azi is actually referring to is the 'siege tactic' that has been massacred countless times in major forums.

It's just that this matter was only limited to discussions among players before. Although the major All-Star teams did this, they never made it clear.

But now, Ah Zi has made this matter that everyone has tacitly understood come out in the open.

As the only designated victim of the 'siege tactic', Fang Yun actually found it difficult to answer. If he said it lightly, he would be scolded, and if he said it seriously, he would be considered crazy. Anyway, no matter how he answered, he would not be liked.

Being stared at closely by everyone in the audience, Fang Yun acted quite calmly at this time.

Amid countless pairs of eyes that looked either worried or watching the show, he raised the microphone, slightly curled his lips, and said in a very casual tone: "It doesn't matter, I will take action."

"Fuck, crazy!"

"It doesn't matter, I will take action. Isn't this the confidence that comes from a nine-time champion? It's so cool!"

"Contempt from the first person in fantasy!"

"This Qiancheng is too damn good at pretending, but I like it!"

"Indeed, this sentence obviously sounds very pretentious, but I don't feel disgusted at all. It's really strange..."

"Damn, it's good to be handsome, no one will scold you for pretending to be cool, Gan!"

Fang Yun's words completely ignited the passion of all the audience in the audience. Everyone came here for the confrontation between the top teams. The dancing and going through the motions in front of them was really uninspiring.

Now that Qiancheng's famous line "I will take action" has been released, the smell of gunpowder in this competition has risen, and naturally no one will criticize Qiancheng, the instigator.

As for the other seven team players who were also on the stage, their reaction to Qiancheng's words was very strange. They all looked calm, as if they had heard nothing.

In fact, this is normal. Except for Huilongtan, the seven teams on the field are all defeated by Bianliang City. Some teams have even lost more than once. In this case, Qiancheng will naturally do whatever he says.

, you have to hold it in even if you don’t accept it.

Madness requires capital, and among the top eight this time, Bianliang City is the most qualified to say this.

Of course, if Bianliang City accidentally overturns in the end, Fang Yun's "I will take action" sentence just now will definitely become a famous meme, and will be passed down from generation to generation of players.

Azi also felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere at this time, so she did not dare to continue asking questions and quickly started the next process.

At this time, all the forty representative players from the top eight teams on the stage have already appeared on the stage. After their appearance, what awaits them next is the last step before the competition, the drawing of lots.

After communication with Ah Zi and other staff, in the end, eight players from each of the eight teams were sent out to draw lots, while the others were waiting on the sidelines. After the draw was completed, they could return to the lounge to make final preparations before the game.

The person sent by Bianliang City to draw lots was Liu Ximeng. In the words of Fang Yun and others, the beauty was very lucky. If she could draw a weaker opponent, she could get off work earlier.

The rules for drawing lots for the top eight are very simple. There are 8 ping pong balls in the lottery box. Each ping pong ball has a number written on it, and the top eight teams will allocate opponents based on the numbers.

According to the rules, the opponent of ball No. 1 is ball No. 8, ball No. 2 is ball No. 7, and so on. In short, it is to disrupt all the rules that humans can interfere with as much as possible.

Under the guidance of the staff, the eight representative team players quickly completed the drawing. As they showed the numbered balls in their hands one by one, the audience immediately exploded again!

"My little Huang Yao is No. 1. No. 1 will play No. 8. Does that mean we will play Xinghai Bay soon?"

"Our Lingyun Temple drew No. 7, and No. 7 drew No. 2. No. 2 is... Nima Deyang Confucian Temple?!"

"Bianliang City is No. 6, who is No. 6 going to fight?"

"No. 6 fights No. 3, who is No. 3?"

"Jianbao Pavilion, Zhenbao Pavilion is No. 3!"

"Damn it! Will a spark hit the earth when you come up?"

"Is this the so-called fate..."

"The champion and runner-up of the last All-Star Game actually met in advance in this quarterfinals. I don't know if the result will be any different..."

"Exciting! This lottery method is so exciting, I can't wait!"

As the audience in the audience sorted out the list of opponents for the first round of the quarterfinals, some people were overjoyed, while others were sad.

The offline eight-to-four finals will be a three-round round-robin format. Each round is limited to 90 minutes. The four teams with the highest points after the three rounds will advance.

With fewer games and a shorter time, this competition system can be said to have greatly reduced the fault tolerance rate of each team. No matter who loses one game, they are basically on the verge of elimination.

Therefore, for the other seven teams, it is most important to avoid Bianliang City as much as possible. As long as they can avoid Bianliang City in all three rounds and work hard, they will have a good chance of advancing to the semi-finals.

On the other hand, once they encounter Bianliang City, unless the Explosive Seeds and Bianliang City drink fake wine together, with the abnormal strength of this group of people, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky to get points from them.

Unfortunately, Zhenbao Pavilion, which was originally aiming for the finals, met Bianliang City in the first round, which made them feel very complicated.

But after all the draws were drawn, there was no point in thinking too much at this time, so all members of the Zhenbao Pavilion immediately stepped down after drawing Bianliang City. They did not bother to be polite to their opponent Bianliang City and hurriedly returned to the lounge to study.

The countermeasures are gone.

The contestants from Zhenbao Pavilion left the stage, and the contestants from other teams did not stay long. Under the guidance of the staff, they stepped off the stage one after another and returned to the lounge.

"Huh... it's too damn torture. From now on, whoever wants to go on stage can do whatever they want. I won't take care of you anymore!"

As soon as he returned to the lounge, Mr. Beast lay down on the sofa and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

But Fang Yun had no time to talk to him, so he immediately waved to Sujiu and told her that in 10 minutes she would go on stage to play the first round of the quarter-finals, and her opponent would be Zhenbao Pavilion.

Sujiu was a little surprised when he learned that Zhenbao Pavilion was going to be played in the first round. After all, although Zhenbao Pavilion had lost to them before, its own strength was still very strong and should not be underestimated.

But unexpectedly, Sujiu, who knew who his opponent was in the first round, immediately started discussing with Fang Yun the players who would appear later.

Originally, Fang Yun planned to start the game normally. After all, this was their old rule in previous games.

But after he expressed his thoughts, he was immediately opposed by everyone including Sujiu.

In their words, it didn’t matter what the online competition was like before, but this time it’s an offline competition.

This is the first time for everyone to play in front of an audience. If Bianliang City doesn't get off to a good start, wouldn't it be too bad?

Seeing that they seemed to be very persistent about this matter, Fang Yun also realized that he had thought of the matter too simply, so he immediately admitted his mistake and then re-discussed the lineup for the first round with everyone.


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