Chapter 110 Before the Game

Chapter 110 Before the Game

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Sun Boyuan gathered all the participating members of the Northern Academy together to make a final pre-match mobilization.

This was the closest the Northern Academy had ever been to the championship, and if anything went wrong, he would feel ashamed to face the elders back home.

Although Sun Boyuan had little say in the team, the students didn't mind giving him some respect for helping with various chores, occasionally respecting him as their instructor.

Besides, some things really needed to be confirmed to avoid mistakes. After all, registration and communication with the competition committee were all handled by Sun Boyuan, so there might be some latest changes.

"In terms of strength, you are definitely top-notch, so I'm not worried about that, but there are some rules you need to understand. Even if you may already know them, I still have to emphasize..."

Before he could finish, Yan Jin raised her hand and asked blankly, "What rules?"

Sun Boyuan took a deep breath and kicked Franco, who was buried in a plate of roast goose, then continued:

"Then I'll explain everything, so you don't get judged negatively because of the rules.

"First of all, the students sent by the participating academies must be under the age of twenty-five, and the number of people playing in each match must be seven.

"Secondly, the purpose of the competition is friendly exchange, so try to avoid serious injuries or disabilities, and it is even more forbidden to kill opponents.

"If an accidental death occurs, the academy needs to compensate and will be disqualified from the competition. If it is suspected of intentional homicide, then the empire may pursue responsibility and treat it as a crime."

He directly named her: "Especially you, Yan Jin... This is different from the Great Spirit Arena competition, so the behavior of directly burning your opponent to ashes in the Spirit Arena competition, as you did before, must never happen."

Yan Jin scratched her head, "I didn't mean to, it was an accident. Who told the opponent to be so big and look so powerful, but couldn't even take one of my moves... It's only happened once in the past six months."

Under Sun Boyuan's somewhat stern gaze, she said sullenly, "Okay, okay, I'll pay attention."

"In addition, the rest of the rules are basically the same as the previous sessions, without much change, and everything is based on fairness.

"During the competition, you must not use any medicines or foods made by non-food or healing soul masters.

"Only the soul masters on the field can treat and buff the contestants, and no buffs can be added in advance before the start of the competition. Medicines and food must also be made on the stage and cannot be stored in advance. In addition, you cannot use any weapons other than your martial soul."

Sun Boyuan rambled on for a long time. Except for Yan Jin, who was wandering in the sky, everyone else was carefully comparing what they had learned about the rules in their hearts, listening very carefully.

"The first thing you need to face is the preliminary round. Only by passing the preliminary round can you participate in the subsequent knockout round and the final.

"The preliminary round is in the form of team battles, with a single round-robin system. Points are awarded based on wins and losses. You need to play against all the other participating academy teams.

"We belong to the Heaven Dou City division, and there are five promotion spots in the preliminary round, so we must ensure that the total score is in the top five...

"Although it's a bit embarrassing, you also know the previous situation of our academy, and we have never passed the preliminary round once.

"You are the most outstanding group of students in the history of our Northern Academy, and the glory of the academy is entrusted to you." Sun Boyuan said with some excitement.

"Yes, yes, easy peasy, in short, you can't kill people, just win the game, right?" Yan Jin summarized.

Lei Yin slapped his forehead, knowing that his sister probably didn't even listen to a punctuation mark.

Amon clapped his hands and said softly:

"Teacher Sun has explained the rules and competition system very clearly. Next, I will arrange the order of appearance and tactics."

"Ah? Tactics?" Yan Jin raised an eyebrow, a little puzzled, "Do we need such a thing as tactics?"

Sun Boyuan also looked at Amon in surprise. Even if he kept emphasizing that he should not underestimate any opponent, he didn't think that the Northern Academy would lose under Amon's leadership.

Even the team rumored to be composed of the "Golden Generation" of the Spirit Hall would not have a chance of winning when facing their own team.

Seeing their doubts, Amon raised his right hand, smoothed his monocle, and explained:

"Don't get me wrong, the tactical arrangement I'm talking about is not to win, but to show your talents as much as possible on the field, to win as gorgeously as possible, and to make your future life path wider."

His words silenced the team members, and a faint sense of emotion rose in their hearts. What Amon said was exactly what they needed.

From the beginning, their purpose in participating in the Soul Master Competition was not for championship prizes or anything like that.

Whether it was Bi Da'er, Ilya, Romier, or Bing Lan, it was all for the recognition of their talents and the benefits that recognition could bring.

This was also Yan Jin's original purpose, but now she doesn't need it much anymore.

Because Walter gave her a better future, and what she could get in the Soul Master Competition has basically been obtained in advance.

Only Brady and Franco, whose positions as heirs were very stable, did not have much need for this. What they valued more was the friendship of the team members.

"Captain, I have decided to follow you. It doesn't matter whether others recognize me or not. You can't abandon me!" Romier immediately stated.

"Handsome, I'm a little tempted by such a captain." Ilya's silver bell-like voice was filled with a bit of charm.

Mr. Amon is really a good person who thinks of others... Lei Yin thought silently in his heart.

Gong Chengyun and Yang Feipeng looked at Amon with a bit of expectation.

Amon smiled and said, "Don't worry, there are so many matches in the competition, and the substitute players also have the opportunity to perform."

Bi Da'er opened his mouth and asked:

"Can you assist me? Even if I can't be like the others, at least make me look more powerful."

"That's natural." Amon nodded, "You don't have to have any burdens on the field, just improvise. With me here, the championship is already in the bag."

...

"Our goal is only one, and that is the championship!"

In the Blue Tyrant Academy, which was renamed Shrek Academy, Tang San said passionately to his teammates.

"Of course, since we are participating in the competition, how can we not aim for the championship? What does the age difference matter? We are Shrek!"

Dai Mubai looked confident, with his arms folded in front of his chest, and occasionally glanced at Zhu Zhuqing next to him.

Ma Hongjun's chubby face had a bit of wretchedness, and his small eyes narrowed:

"Yeah, we are Shrek, we are monsters... Only by winning the championship of the Soul Master Competition at our current age can we be worthy of the title of monsters."

"Tch, don't talk so much now, don't get beaten down on the field and lose face for our academy." Zhu Zhuqing looked disgusted when she saw Dai Mubai looking at her frequently.

Xiao Wu smiled gently: "I believe in Brother San."

On her chest, the petals of "Lovesick Heartbroken Red" with dark white circles trembled slightly.

Yu Xiaogang looked at the students who were showing strong fighting spirit, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Although saying that he would definitely win the championship seemed a bit arrogant, what was wrong with young people being more energetic?

At first, he just wanted the Shrek Seven Devils to gain experience and did not have too much expectation for the championship, but after Tang San took out the immortal herbs half a year ago and raised the level of all the members, the championship did not seem so far away.

"You're all here, very good, I have something to announce, the uniforms I customized for you have been made, now, put them on and try them on." Flender came over with a bit of a smile.

The uniform material was good and comfortable to wear, but the color was between yellow and green, in short, it was shit green.

A bright and dripping emerald green Shrek pattern occupied a large area on the chest, and six characters were embroidered on the back with red silk thread: Sincerely looking for naming advertisements.

Under the large characters was a line of small characters, which read "Please contact Mr. Flender, the Dean of Shrek Academy, to discuss advertising fees".

Putting on this uniform, all the lofty aspirations and the belief in winning the championship were crushed to pieces. All that was left was endless embarrassment.

Even if there were only a few familiar people present, Tang San and others had a sense of shame that they could dig a hole in the ground with their toes and crawl in.

The thought of going on stage in such clothes in the competition arena under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes made them feel a sense of scalp tingling.

"Teacher, do we really have to wear such clothes to the competition?" Ning Rongrong frowned and was the first to express her dissatisfaction.

"You don't understand this, do you? A true warrior must dare to face the bleak life and dare to look directly at the ridicule of others... This is a training for your soul." Flender said eloquently.

Tang San couldn't help but turn his gaze to Yu Xiaogang.

The latter coughed lightly, "What Flender said is not wrong, this is good for enhancing your psychological quality."

After a fruitless struggle, it was Ma Hongjun, Flender's proud student, who made an effective counterattack and cut Flender's carotid artery with one knife:

"Teacher, since you let us wear such clothes to the competition, then we have to split the profits in half!"

Flender said with heartache:

"How can you be so vulgar? As young soul masters, you must have a long-term vision. Honor and applause are what you should strive for."

"We won't wear it if we don't split it in half!" The students unified their voices.

In the end, after some pulling, one-third of the advertising revenue belonged to the participating students, and in addition, the prize money for winning each game was also given to the students.

...

"Heh... championship? But Tang San didn't get all the immortal herbs next to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, that's a troublesome thing... Tsk, send it to him? Or should I go there myself later?"

Amon sat on the sofa, receiving the information uploaded by the clone parasitized in the "Lovesick Heartbroken Red", adjusted his monocle, and outlined a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Bang!" Yan Jin took out a suitcase for clothes from the space ring, opened it and kept rummaging.

"What are you doing?" Amon was a little puzzled by Yan Jin's behavior.

"Looking for clothes, do you think I should wear the Ice Thorns Chamber of Commerce clothes I prepared before?"

Yan Jin found the clothes that Ma Wen gave her when she left Frost Leaf City.

She took it out and compared it, but the clothes no longer fit. She has grown a lot in recent years.

"No need, Walter has already paid the rewards that should be given to Ma Wen, but if you want to wear it, you can...

"After all, we can't be too critical of what happened before. In the end, Glen's hint to us was at the risk of his life... With Walter's style, I wouldn't be surprised if he killed him directly afterwards.

"And if I'm not mistaken, Ma Wen should have taken good care of your younger siblings over the years. If you want to repay this kindness, you can customize a set and wear it in the preliminary round, as for the final, I don't recommend it." Amon said lightly.

"Then I'll wear it..."

Yan Jin is a person who values ​​friendship and keeps her promises. Seeing that Amon didn't object, she decided to fulfill her promise.

She picked out her favorite set of clothes, stuffed the rest back into the suitcase, and took the set of clothes, ready to go to the tailor shop.

"There are not many days left before the competition, the tailor shop you find yourself may not be in time, go to the butler, he will take care of it for you." Amon reminded.

"Oh, okay."

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