Beast Tamer: Super Lucky Starting Contract

The first secondary university league was held as a temporary trial competition on a smaller scale, with nominations directly from the top thirty schools and dojos. Although the association added some more later, there were only thirty-two schools and colleges.

Although small, it has everything, and everything is benchmarked against the real top national event - the college league.

Moreover, the league has opened ticket sales and provided nationwide live broadcasts.

In fact, there used to be competitions of different levels between various military regions or schools, but none of them were as grand and official as they are today.

This also demonstrates the association's attitude, which is to solidify the secondary university league, hold it on a regular basis, and combine it with a warm-up rookie competition to form a gradient talent selection and reward mechanism.

Tickets for the university league are hard to come by, so this secondary league also attracted many spectators from all over the world. Together with people from cities surrounding the Capital Military Region, the venue was packed and lively.

Mo Xu and the others were already ready backstage, waiting for the host to call them to enter the stage.

"There are so many people here, I feel a little nervous." Jin Yi is a big and strong man, but at this moment he is rubbing his hands awkwardly.

"Me too." Suya said, and checked her phone screen to see if her makeup was done.

The school team has many of the strongest players in the city, and they have all experienced the unified examination, but what they faced was only a live broadcast on a city-level TV station, or at most at the military district level.

Here, we have to face audiences from all over the country, which is a daunting scene.

Relatively speaking, Mo Xu was in a good state of mind. After all, he had experienced several national hot searches and could completely control himself in such a small scene.

"What are you afraid of? The fact that you can get to this arena proves that you are at the forefront of the spiritual-level beastmasters in the country. Victory and defeat are common in the military. Play with style!" Zheng Qibing encouraged several students.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the opening ceremony officially kicked off.

A male and a female host went up to a high platform and gave opening remarks one after another, quickly heating up the atmosphere, and then announced the entry of the contestants.

"The winter chill cannot stop our burning desire to fight. Let us welcome the outstanding beast masters from all the universities and dojos!"

As the host finished speaking, the doors of five passages opened directly. Each passage represented a military region, and the academies of each major military region appeared in order of ranking.

This order of appearance not only clearly shows the strength comparison among the major military regions, but also implies another meaning behind it: each student is participating in the war on behalf of the school and even the military region.

Due to some high-level bargaining, the ranking of this secondary university league will have an even more far-reaching impact than previous university leagues, and will directly affect 5% of the country's resource allocation to each district.

This figure, when considered in light of the country's annual output, would be a huge resource.

The weight of the college league has been raised to 10%. There is also an internal draft proposing a corresponding model for the rookie competition that has not yet been held.

In this regard, Fu Xiu once expressed his confusion to Yan Rushong, asking why this distribution model was proposed too early. In this session, there was Chen Yuhui, who was obviously going to dominate the entire generation.

Mr. Yan’s answer was that they had to take advantage of the time when the North was confident in order to reach an agreement. They would rather suffer a small loss and formally document these policies among the top leaders, so that they would have a legitimate reason to argue in the future.

Fu Xiu knew that this was a long-term plan, so he no longer objected.

Of course, the game behind this is too complicated. For the current players and audiences, they just need to enjoy the upcoming battle.

Behind the five major military regions, contestants emerged, forming a sharp contrast.

"This must be our military district. The contestants from Guanghua University and Kyoto University are actually tied for first place. It seems like no one is willing to give in to the other. It's really funny."

"The Northern Military Region is not bad either. The team here is not much shorter than that of the capital."

"That's the west, you can count them at a glance, they look too weak."

There are only six people from the Western Region, and Kyoto University, Guanghua University, and Kitahara University, as the top three, have five contestants each. It can be said that one school is equivalent to a military region in the Western Region.

Even the less advanced Southern and Eastern Military Regions each had six academies ranked in the top thirty-six, with more than ten contestants.

However, no one was surprised by this, and they just commented on it, because the West has always been so weak.

On the rostrum, the leader of the Eastern team said to Jiang Jixing with a fake smile, "Mr. Jiang, the Western team looks a little tired and old in comparison."

The wording of "tired and old" is very strange, and is obviously sarcastic. The Western Military District relies on an old master who is over 110 years old to lead the team.

The Eastern Theater Command seemed to support the North, while the Western Theater Command sided with Mr. Yan from the beginning, and there was a slight disagreement between the two sides.

Jiang Hongfang raised his old eyelids. He was a shrewd man at this age, and he responded immediately: "Old people have their own advantages. As the old saying goes, having an old man in the family is like having a treasure. General Fu is slightly older than me, and Old Yan is even a generation older than me. With these two old brothers around, China can be as stable as a rock."

He Tian, ​​who led the team on behalf of the Capital Military Region, smiled and continued, "Mr. Jiang has never been confused in his life, and he is also a treasure of China."

The Eastern Venerable, whose name was Xiong Xudong, was unable to refute after hearing these words, and shut up with an unexpected look on his face.

Chen Yihao, the venerable of the Northern Military Region, saw Xiong Xudong being humiliated and said in a deep voice: "In a few decades, perhaps some of us will be dead. It is useless for us old people to say so much. The future still belongs to the young people. Let's see how the talented people of the time compete."

"Heh." He Tian was not polite: "I'm only forty, I'm afraid I won't die that early."

The leader of the Nanbu team was just a master, but his seniority was far inferior to Jiang Jixing, so he didn't dare to interrupt.

Before the military regions started fighting, the leaders of several military regions had a verbal confrontation.

After entering, several photographers came over and took close-ups of them.

Several contestants from the Western Region did feel a lot of pressure as there were only three rows of six people on their side, while the other routes were crowded, which was quite embarrassing in front of the national audience.

"Don't be afraid. It's not like we have more people than you. If we had more people, we could just declare ourselves the winner." Mo Xu saw that Yao Jingxin and Su Ya were feeling uncomfortable, so he tried to comfort them.

"Yeah, I understand." Yao Jingxin took a few deep breaths, but he still felt unconfident. In terms of strength, he felt he couldn't win.

All the contestants slowly gathered in the preparation room in front of the competition venue and sat on the chairs that had been arranged in advance.

The contestants from various military regions and schools looked at each other. Some were curious and exploring, some were eager to fight, and some were silently thinking about tactics in their hearts.

The host announced the next step: "Next, let us welcome His Holiness He Tian, ​​President of the Capital Military Region Association, to give an opening speech."

He Tian also holds a very high official position, and his appearance also represents the headquarters' attention to the secondary league. At this moment, he stood up from the rostrum, bowed to the national audience in front of the camera, and then began to read the script.

"In order to improve the talent system of beastmasters and to rationally allocate extraordinary resources..."

Although it was an official document, He Tian was relatively young and his speech was not long, finishing in less than five minutes.

Since tickets are being sold and audiences are allowed in today, there will naturally be more than just the opening ceremony.

"Thank you, Venerable He Tian, ​​for your wonderful speech, which has pointed out the direction for the future development of the Beast Taming World. Next, we will begin the draw for the competition!"

After He Tian finished his speech, the opening ceremony was actually over. The audience was quite excited because it was finally time for the most exciting part of the event.

At this moment, the names of sixty-eight contestants from thirty-six schools and gymnasiums were displayed on several giant screens at the competition venue.

The names of some seeded players, such as Chen Yuhui, Yang Ming, Yang Zhang, etc., naturally attracted the attention of the audience.

"Chen Yuhui, the most terrifying genius of this generation, there may not be such a person in decades."

"Yang Ming, is he the beastmaster of the Chiwen, a quasi-immortal race?"

"Yang Zhang is also a strong man, and he has intermediate-level excellent skills."

Even among the contestants who are about to draw lots, many are wary of these names, hoping not to draw a genius.

Cha Ling was not at the scene, but she also watched the opening ceremony in the live broadcast room. When Mo Xu's camera flashed by, she took a deep look. Only she knew that this junior's upper limit was no worse than those people.

She sighed with emotion and looked forward to it: "Fortunately, I was born two years earlier. Chen Yuhui and Mo Xu are too weird this year. Who of these two will win?"

(One update today, it’s really hard to type outside QAQ)