Seeing that Old Tang quickly let go and didn't hold on to his pigtails, the little kid's clone couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, as long as Old Tang announces the specific capabilities of his titanium alloy dog eyes.
Then everyone will know that he was able to get a bye in the first round entirely because of his eyes with clairvoyance function.
Also, once your cheating is exposed, it is very likely that you will be implicated.
If someone is interested and digs deeper, the little secrets of this deity may also be exposed.
If the relationship between him and this deity is revealed by someone, then the matter will be really serious...
As for Old Tang's suggestion that he owe him a favor, the brat's clone didn't take it to heart at all.
Anyway, this is not the first time he owes a favor to Old Tang. He already has more debts than he can handle!
…
Immediately after the drawing ceremony, there will be a national competition, two games of the seventh round series.
Although they received another bye draw today and did not have to play in the game, in order to observe the information about the opponents in the next round, everyone still stayed at Fengchao Stadium and did not return to the hotel directly.
After finding an unused lounge, Zhou Shiqi and others turned on the TV and then all sat patiently on their chairs, waiting for the game to start.
Not long after, the match between the Chang'an City representative team and the Rongcheng representative team finally began under the huge expectations.
The two sides had a tacit understanding and did not send their team's strongest ace player on the field at the beginning.
Just like what the kid's clone analyzed the day before, these two teams can almost be said to be a team of one person.
The overall strength of the team is uneven and there is a serious disconnect.
Ever since, Wang Yuhang, who started the game for the Rongcheng team, relied on the magic weapon boots on his feet to double his speed, and used that unmatched speed to trick the Chang'an team one after another.
Four players.
Finally, they were beaten out of the ring one after another.
After Wang Xin, the spiritual master of the Chang'an City representative team, came on the field, the referee Fang Shaojie had not had time to say that the game had started.
Wang Yuhang, who had a sly look on his face, looked Wang Xin up and down, and without saying a word, he simply raised his hand and said, "I give up!"
After saying that, he simply jumped off the ring.
Returning to the queue where his team was, Wang Yuhang chuckled as several other players looked at him with disgust and contempt, not feeling ashamed but rather proud of his behavior.
"What do you know? If you do something you know you can't do, it's simply the act of a reckless person."
"I'm not that stupid!"
"If I had to go head-to-head with that big pervert from the Chang'an City representative team, I would definitely die miserably!"
After saying that, Wang Yuhang turned his attention to Yang Chumo, who had been standing quietly and silently. He walked forward with a playful smile and said with a smile: "Little Momo, I have already cleaned up all the trash fish for you.
, whether we can advance to the next round depends entirely on you!"
Yang Chumo exuded a cold aura, like an iceberg, with a paralyzed face without any expression.
He nodded slightly noncommittally and then slowly walked towards the ring.
When passing Wang Yuhang, Yang Chumo paused in his steps and glanced at him without any emotion.
The next second, the extremely cold air broke out wantonly.
Wang Yuhang's pupils shrank suddenly and his face looked horrified. Before he could even utter his words of begging for mercy, he was frozen into an ice sculpture on the spot, unable to move.
When the players from the Chang'an City representative team saw this, they immediately retreated in panic.
When Yang Chumo turned around, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, but his tone was still as cold as usual.
"I don't want to hear anyone call me Xiao Momo again!"
He added the accent to the three characters "Xiao Mo Mo".
After that, he waved his hand casually, and the layer of ice that had frozen Wang Yuhang exploded and turned into powder on the spot.
"Kakakaka..." Wang Yuhang, whose face turned blue and purple from the cold, his whole body stiffened and his teeth were chattering, "Ugh, it's so cold, it's freezing me to death."
After Yang Chumo stepped onto the ring, he and Wang Xin stood five meters apart.
The two of them had stern looks in their eyes, and they were both ready to fight.
At the edge of the ring, the referee Fang Shaojie's scalp was numb and he looked at the two of them with some fear.
The attack methods of these two people were too weird, and with the power of his eyes, he could not effectively restrain them.
Once a life-threatening situation arises, he may not have time to stop the two of them.
Just when he was worried, Tang Qianhe's gentle voice sounded in his heart.
"No need to worry, just do your own thing. I will watch this game for you."
"Minister?!" Fang Shaojie's eyes lit up. With Tang Qianhe's personal promise, there was no longer any pressure in his heart.
So, he immediately waved his hand and gave the order: "The game begins."
The words just fell.
Yang Chumo and Wang Xin were not seen making any moves. The space not far in front of them began to twist crazily after a sudden tremor.
After a while, Yang Chumo's face turned pale.
After letting out a muffled grunt, he couldn't help but take several steps back until he stopped at the edge of the ring.
But Wang Xin, who was not far away from him, looked at him with an indifferent expression without changing his expression.
In this first round of confrontation, the decision will be made!
Seeing that Wang Xin did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, Yang Chumo smoothed his breathing and said solemnly: "Your mental power is indeed very strong, I am not as good as you."
A strange look flashed in Wang Xin's eyes, and then he said with a calm face: "Your mental power is not weak either. You are the only player who can offset most of my mental impact since the start of the competition."
With the help of the microphone near the ring, whether it was the audience, the contestants, or the people watching the live broadcast of the game on the TV, they could hear the conversation between the two people clearly.
Everyone, who was still a little dazed at first, finally realized that the two people on the stage were having an invisible mental confrontation in silence.
And the result is as everyone can see.
In a purely mental competition, Wang Xin from the Chang'an City representative team was better.
Even Yang Chumo, a young master who has almost stepped into the first-grade Grandmaster realm, can't stand up to him.
In the queue of the Chang'an City representative team.
Seeing that Wang Xin had the upper hand, everyone was filled with excitement and joy.
Only Fang Rongrong, who was standing at the end of the team, had a worried look on her face, clasping her hands on her chest and staring intently at the thin figure on the ring.