Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

She took a short nap and drank a glass of water when she woke up. She heard the sounds around the ring suddenly getting louder. The new post notifications on the Zhiwang forum kept ringing. She looked up at the big screen. The rankings are changing at a crazy speed.

Many players' rankings were falling down. In contrast, a large number of names that had never appeared on the list began to occupy everyone's attention.

"Experts come in groups to compete for the rankings."

Someone complained.

[Wince Cooper: 3459]

[Ernest Ramirez: 3215]

[Adrian Lewis: 2967]

[Levin Asceptin: 2912]

[Hilda Evans: 2710]

[Olivia Novello: 2314]

[Leyland Viglas: 2236]

……

The list of changes in the first round was quickly re-fixed. It was obvious that the new players only played one game each and directly replaced their opponents on the list.

For a time, everyone who wanted to enter the top 100 was in danger.

Iris watched helplessly as her ranking dropped to 69 in an instant.

Gotta keep fighting.

I also knew that there would be no peace here in the next few hours.

But it was obviously irrational to rush forward and give points to new competitors. She planned to watch a few games first to get a rough idea of ​​the players who were a threat to her.

After about two hours, the ranking list was completely different from before.

[No.1 Vince Cooper: 9245]

[No.2 Ernest Ramirez: 8963]

[No.3 Hilda Evans: 8743]

[No.4 Olivia Novello: 8265]

[No.5 Ryland Viglas: 8059]

[No.6 Levin Asceptin: 7913]

[No.7 Adrian Lewis: 7749]

[No.8 Wallis Simon: 7519]

……

The scores in the top ten were staggering. Iris took a look at her ranking midway through the list.

6342 points, 122nd place.

Everyone is so scary...

She shook her head and quickly started the next round of matching.

The cheers in the audience grew louder and louder, almost deafening.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, there was still an hour before the deadline for the competition. The enthusiasm of the audience and players was not diminished. Iris, who had just finished a game, covered her ears and squatted backstage to check her ranking.

points, 36.

Crazy, everyone is crazy.

It’s so hard to clear the rankings.

She scrolled up and found that the current list scores had snowballed to a terrifying level.

The lowest in the top ten is Levine Aucetin, and the highest is Ernest Ramirez.

The 9930th place stays at , the th place is at , the th place is at .

The scores at the bottom are already very tight.

The points gap in the previous rankings seems to be huge, but basically you only need to win one more game to easily improve your ranking, and you only need to lose one more game to easily lower your ranking.

To put it simply, if any player at the bottom wins another game, she may have more points than she currently has.

This principle will not be invalid even if it is applied to the top ten.

For example, Levine, who is tenth, can surpass Ernest, who is currently first, if he wins one more match, who is ranked 30th.

The matching mechanism generally divides two people with the same score into a ring to compete. The lower the score, the slower the increase, and the gap with the players at the top of the list will gradually widen.

Now no one in the top 100 dares to relax, and they continue to match in unison.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Iris was pouring healing potion on herself backstage when she suddenly heard a broadcast:

"From now on, contestants can freely challenge other contestants, and the challenged person has the right to choose to agree or refuse."

As far as Iris's sensory experience was concerned, the sounds from the outside world suddenly became like a tsunami and landslide, which seemed to bring down the back mountain of the academy alive.

The last half hour was complete.

Iris was annoyed. She checked the current points and rankings.

, 13 people.

The 100th place is points.

She was wondering who to challenge on the list, when a duel application popped up.

[Adrian Lewis challenges you, do you choose to accept it]

[no Yes]

This is a fifth-grade senior, ranked sixth in the rankings, with a score of more than 90,000 points.

Basically, there will be no fights among the top ten anymore. The risks are high, and the most important thing is to stabilize the ranking in the final time.

So they would choose to challenge downward, but...she originally thought so too.

However, the masters are all face-saving. Even if they challenge them, they will not find someone who is too low in the ranking. This would look too bullying.

Therefore, their challenge range is basically within the top thirty.

Most of the players in this range are also senior students. Their usual strength is comparable to that of most people in the top ten, so some will accept the challenge.

Even if they fail, their original scores will be saved.

Iris hesitated for a while and then clicked [Yes].

"You kid, you move very fast."

Adrian's shoulder was punched by his friend. He raised his hand and took off the half-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. The temples slid through his short blond hair.

He curled his lips slightly, folded the glasses neatly, and handed them into his friend's hands skillfully.

"I just want to check and accept the results of the sparring session for our president."

He didn't avoid Ernest when he said this. The black-haired man whose fingers were still scrolling on the Zhiwang screen looked up at him, then lowered his head and continued to check the list.

Adrian, who was tall and elegant, smiled and cast a meaningful look at the gray-haired girl not far away with his deep blue eyes.

Iris, who was still checking her opponent's information, accurately turned around in the noisy crowd and looked up at him. Her body froze for a while, and she quickly realized that he was her opponent.

Quickly running through the rest of the intro, she walked onto the ring before the countdown was ready to end.

Adrian Lewis stepped into place with slow steps, and bowed slightly to her in the face of the referee's solemn and helpless gaze. With a smile in his tone, he controlled the volume to a range that only the two of them could hear:

"Miss Adela, nice to meet you."

The volume under deliberate control made the other party's tone very soft.

Her school information still used the same false identity, and few people knew her real name.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Ernest who was still idle in the audience.

Ernest shook his head calmly at her.

She heard Adrian chuckle:

"He didn't tell me the specific information... I'll tell you after I win you, right?"

This guy who loves to laugh is quite proud.

So Miss Adela politely gave a gentle reply:

"I never like forcing people to do things they don't want to do, Mr. Lewis."