Ximenyu walked to a nearby stand, where Ximenyu's friends were watching.
"Haha, I'm not like them. I'm going to fight to the death now. I won't wait until the time is up to grab a stool."
"Shout, the earlier you fight, the more advantage you will have."
"I'm quite confident in myself. Anyway, I don't seek a good position, as long as I can guarantee to enter the next round. I'll wait until the last round and give my best, what do you think?"
"Speechless!"
"Hahaha!"
"Okay, let's watch the fight for the stool. It's really intense."
There is a big screen in the stands, which can be seen clearly.
Ximenyu quickly found Tai Qifeng among the crowd of people fighting for it.
I saw Tai Qifeng snatching No. 5's stool.
The further forward the stool is, the higher the ranking. Some strong people will definitely want to sit as far forward as possible.
Tai Qifeng rushed to No. 5's stool, but there was already a white man sitting there.
"Go away!" Tai Qifeng yelled at the white man.
The white man got angry and spat a mouthful of saliva on Tai Qifeng's face, cursing: "Where did you come from, you little bitch, get out!"
"Bang!" Tai Qifeng was kicked away by him.
Tai Qifeng was stunned on the ground for several seconds. God, he originally wanted to seize a seat in front of a position so that Huangfu Jing could see his strength. Unexpectedly, the person sitting in position five was very strong.
Tai Qifeng had no choice but to get up and grab stool No. 7.
As a result, I didn’t get it again.
He went to grab the No. 8 stool again, but this time, he got it. Then, Tai Qifeng firmly guarded his No. 8 stool.
The bench-stealing competition is just a knockout round. Many people are unlikely to show any real strength, and the trump card must be at the end.
Ximenyu saw Zhang Xiaofan again. Zhang Xiaofan had grabbed stool No. 43 and was fiercely guarding his stool to prevent others from taking it away.
Ximenyu found Huangfujing again.
At this moment, Huangfujing hadn't grabbed a seat yet. She was fighting with two black women for stool No. 73, and they were fighting fiercely.
Alas, the fight was so fierce just to get a stool.
It can be said that everyone is working hard and will be eliminated if they don't have a stool to sit on. Some even weaker ones show their trump cards.
Nearly 500 people fought for 100 stools. They fought hard, but the audience watched happily.
Ximenyu was the most relaxed, just looking at the big screen in the stands and pointing, as if he was just an audience.
Ximenyu found Nalan Zhengqi again to see if he had grabbed the stool.
No, Nalan Zhengqi is fighting for stool No. 93 with four other people.
"Ah!" Nalan Zhengqi seemed to be at a disadvantage among the four, and was struck by the palm of one of the white men.
Nalan Zhengqi roared and saw that there were many people fighting for this stool, so he looked around. Seeing that Huangfu Jing was fighting with others, Nalan Zhengqi ran up and grabbed a seat behind Huangfu Jing.
Half an hour later, Huangfujing finally beat away those who wanted to take her position.
Huangfu sat quietly on the seat she had grabbed, guarding it tightly, and would fight off anyone who dared to come up and snatch her stool.
Nalan Zhengqi seemed to be in a bit of a tragedy. He wanted to grab the position behind Huangfu Jing, but the few people who were also vying for that position were very strong. Nalan Zhengqi fought for half an hour but couldn't grab it.
"Ah!" Nalan Zhengqi saw that Tai Qifeng was already sitting in the eighth position, Zhang Xiaofan was sitting in the 43rd position, and even Huangfu Jing was sitting in the 73rd position. He couldn't grab it.
I arrived, I grabbed another one but didn’t get it, I tried to grab another one but didn’t get it, I couldn’t help shouting, it was so tragic. An hour had passed and if I didn’t get it in another hour, it would be over.
Eliminated directly. It would be too shameful to be eliminated in the first round.
Hey, where is Ximenyu?
Only then did Nalan Zhengqi realize why he didn't see Ximen Yu.
No way, Ximenyu gave up? It’s impossible, he was probably injured and retreated to the backstage.
Nalan Zhengqi felt a little relieved now. Even Ximenyu was injured and gave up. If he was eliminated, it would be a bit of face.
Tai Qifeng clings to his No. 8 position. Of course, this does not mean that Tai Qifeng must be the eighth most powerful among all the people. This just reflects a little bit and has no direct relationship.
Zhang Xiaofan seemed to be quite relaxed in guarding his stool. Huangfu Jing fought off several waves of people one after another, so he was able to hold on to it. It was usually difficult for someone to take it away.
Only Nalan Zhengqi can't grab this or that one.
"Strange? Where is Ximenyu?" Huangfujing also noticed it and was very confused because he didn't see Ximenyu.
After Nalan Zhengqi grabbed four or five in succession but failed to grab it, he walked to the 100th position to grab it, and he started a fierce battle again.
Huangfujing looked at Nalan Zhengqi and said secretly: "Oh, Nalan Zhengqi, I hope you can successfully grab a stool, otherwise you will be eliminated."
Ximenyu held a bottle of Coke in his hand, sitting in the stands and watching leisurely.
Zong Xiang smiled and said: "Three of our four people from Jingmen have grabbed it, so it's almost stable. Only Nalan Zhengqi is still fighting for it."
Kong Yizhen wished: "I hope Nalan Zhengqi will come and at least enter the second round."
"But he looks like he's struggling. He's trying to grab the No. 100 stool. He thought the No. 100 stool would be weaker. But why does he feel that the person sitting at No. 100 is not as strong?
No weaker than someone in the 60s or 70s."
"Get out!" At this time, Nalan Zheng's flag was blown away.
He failed to snatch stool No. 100.
But there was still half an hour left, so how could Nalan Zhengqi give up and casually walk to stool No. 80 and snatch it from the person who was already sitting on stool No. 80?
However, a few minutes later, it failed again.
"Ahhh!" Nalan Zhengqi roared. He had grabbed seven or eight positions in a row without success.
Of course, it's not just him, there are hundreds of people like this. In comparison, the number of people is nearly 500, and there are only 100 stools.
"Oh, Nalan Zhengqi is such a tragedy. Not being able to grab a stool directly shows his strength. It seems that his strength is not very strong among so many people."
"But in the capital, Nalan Zhengqi's strength is beyond our reach."
"This only shows that there are many powerful people in the world."
"Ximenyu, look, it's already 10:40, and it will be over in twenty minutes. Why don't you hurry up and grab it!"
Ximenyu put down the Coke bottle, wiped his hands, stood up and said: "Okay, there are still twenty minutes. Although there is still time, it is better to grab it earlier. Then I will go down. You guys take your time and watch!"
"Ximenyu, come on, you must grab a stool and enter the next round!"
"Yeah!" Ximenyu walked towards the place where he was grabbing a stool, but Nalan Zhengqi still hadn't grabbed it yet.
(There are also chapters that will probably be very late at night, so I’d better wait until I get up tomorrow morning to read them. Don’t stay up late, it’s indispensable anyway)