Endless strategy system

Chapter 132 Gambling
"Heh, the toad yawned so loudly. What qualifications do you, a member of the junior class, have to talk about the battle in the advanced class?" Just after Chu Hao's words fell, another voice with a hint of arrogance and disdain followed suit. sounded.

Chu Hao and Wang Xun turned their heads and looked at the extremely handsome boy who walked behind them before. This man Chu Hao also remembered that he was standing on the high platform where Sun Tianjing was before, and it was not special friendly.

When the two looked at Wang Yujie, Wang Yujie also sneered: "Senior Zhao Xun, who is wearing white, has always been a leader in the senior class. He has already entered the C+ level two months ago. The graduating class is also more than enough, how can you lose in the advanced class, it's nonsense."

Looking at the guy in front of him, who seemed to have eyes on the top of his head, he glanced up and down, Chu Hao turned his head and asked, "You know him?"

Wang Xun shrugged and said, "That's right! Wang Yujie, who is in the same class as us, is a student of Wei Qijin, the vice president of the school. He has always been at odds with Dean Sun. He has been in the elementary class for two years, and his strength is already D-level. Bar!"

Chu Hao nodded, and understood why Wang Yujie looked at him like that before, and then looked at Wang Yujie amusedly. When Wang Xun said that he already had D-level strength, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. Just raised his head and raised it again, as if it was extremely remarkable.

With a chuckle, Chu Hao shook his head, turned and left together with Wang Xun, not wanting to continue dating at all.

The reaction of the two ignoring made Wang Yujie furious. Just as he was about to speak, a burst of boiling and cheers sounded around him. He turned his head and looked at the platform, just in time to see the referee announce that the senior Zhao Xun he had just praised had lost. After being dazed for a moment, Wang Yujie felt as if someone had slapped his face, causing burning pain.

Glancing at Chu Hao and Wang Xun who were slowly leaving, he said angrily, "Chu Hao, you'd better pray that you don't meet me in the game, otherwise I will definitely make you regret coming to Canglan College."

But this sentence only caused Chu Hao to look back slightly with disdain, which made Wang Yujie even more angry.

Turning his head, looking at Zhao Xun who was walking down the stage slowly with a dejected expression on his face, Wang Yujie cursed inwardly, "What shit, he got it right."

There are nearly a thousand students in each grade of Canglan College, and it took a whole day for an audition to end.

But in this day, nine people were eliminated, and only a few hundred people were left to compete for the next day.

Different from the audition, the next day's competition was chosen in batches between grades. The first one was naturally Chu Hao's junior class.

After Sun Tianjing announced the end, he waved his right hand, and a referee ran up holding the bamboo barrel. Chu Hao and other junior class members also went up and stretched out their hands, and pulled out a bamboo barrel.

"Gao Kaifeng, No. 45"

"Su Banling, No. 24"

"Feng Huazang, No. 42"

"Chu Hao, No. 2"

"Wang Xun, No. 58"

As the referee called out the number he had drawn, Wang Xun heaved a sigh of relief, stepped off the stage and smiled at Chu Hao, "It's not bad luck. I was always worried that I would be so unlucky that I would meet you directly."

"It's okay, this kind of competition adopts an elimination system, but it doesn't mean that as long as you lose, you will be completely useless. Even if we do meet, there will be a rematch later, and you can still get the spot." Chu Hao said softly. .

"Wang Yujie, No. 98"

Another announcement sounded, and Wang Xun and Chu Hao couldn't help but move their eyes to the platform.

The number battle system adopts a corresponding method. For example, there are a total of 100 people participating in the battle, so the number 2 battle object is number 98, Chu Hao [-], and the person fighting with it is naturally number [-].

And when the eyes of the two moved to the platform, they happened to meet Wang Yujie who was also looking at him on the platform, and proudly raised the bamboo stick in his hand. The number on it was exactly No. 98. Obviously, he was Mu Chen's opponent

"It turns out to be this guy." Looking at the hint of amusement at the corner of Wang Yujie's mouth on the battlefield, Wang Xun gently shook his head, "This fool." Wang Xun is now a C-level evolver, and has done so many times. When fighting against Chu Hao, Chu Hao was able to defeat him effortlessly every time. However, Wang Yujie, who as far as he knew was only a D-level guy, got the number to fight against Chu Hao and actually showed this kind of behavior. Smiling, Wang Xun couldn't help but feel silent condolences for him in his heart.

"Now please invite opponents from numbers 1 to 12 to come on stage." After everyone had drawn lots and got their numbers, the referee at platform 1 said loudly.

After the words fell, countless eyes also instantly converged on the twelve platforms in the field.

Looking at Chu Hao and Wang Yujie who were facing each other on platform No. [-], Wei Qijin, who was drinking tea leisurely, also sat up straight at this moment: "Oh, it seems that it is God's will! Dean Sun, our two disciples I met him at the very beginning, I want to see if your disciple is really as outstanding as you said."

Sun Tian smiled irrefutably, but didn't speak.

Seeing this, Wei Qijin felt angry, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Since Dean Sun is so confident in your disciples, do you dare to bet with me?"

When Sun Tian heard the words, he turned his head and asked, "Oh? How do you want to bet?"

"Hehe, a big bet is fun and a small bet hurts the body. Anyway, this time everyone is fighting for the place to participate in the interstellar battle. I will also contribute. As long as Dean Sun's disciples can win this battle, I will do it." Take out a high-level mid-level combat skill as a reward. In this way, with the high-level mid-level combat skill in hand, even if you represent our academy, your winning rate will be higher by one point. I just don’t know if Dean Sun will dare to follow this one. What about the small game?"

As soon as it was exported, it was an intermediate-level high-grade combat skill, which shocked the high-level personnel of the academy who were also paying attention to this side. They secretly said, "What a big handwriting", and then turned their attention to Sun Tianjing to see if Sun Tian would dare to do so. Take this gamble.

Hearing the B-level combat skills, Sun Tian's face, which had not changed before, changed slightly, which was noticed by Wei Qijin.

Wei Qijin knew that some time ago, in order to treat his injuries, Sun Tian almost lost all his wealth, and his net worth was no longer what it used to be. B-level combat skills might not seem like much in the past, but now, maybe a junior Even high-level combat skills may not be able to come out, so Wei Qijin proposed this gamble.

It seemed to be silent, but after nearly ten seconds, Sun Tian nodded and said in a deep voice, "I'll take this bet."

(End of this chapter)