My Draw Game Has Come True

After entering the venue, Song Luo didn't feel any problems either.

Everything is business as usual. There are audiences from all over the world in the auditoriums on both sides, and there are many martial arts hall members who are dressed in very fancy dresses.

Song Luo only glanced at it. He could only feel the slight qi exuding from a few of those people. Most of the others were ordinary people. Song Luo even saw one playing'Electronic Taijiquan'. The guy with the name has a vain body, and he couldn't even improve his body. He just saw such a business opportunity and was ready to make money.

What can Song Luo say about this?

I can only wish them good for their own sake. After all, Song Luo also saw Tang Yushu's meeting briefing on the way there. The above mentioned the need to rectify such behaviors of pretending to be extraordinary people to open martial arts halls.

Like this guy, it is estimated that when they return to their own territory, they will be seized by the relevant authorities.

Also couldn't help Song Luo to do something.

"Representative Song, this is the list of games for today. We will have eight games in the morning and eight games in the afternoon. It will end at about four o'clock today."

The person in charge of the venue handed Song Luo a list of players, referees, auditors, and even the broadcast commentary on it.

Song Luo took a look, and found that this comment had been marked in red by the person in charge. For example, a certain player came from a certain martial arts gym and was a seeded player in this tournament.

Among the 32 players who entered the 16 group stage, 25 were men and only 7 were women.

And this grouping order is messy, it seems to be the result of drawing lots.

It's just that this order should be arrangable. In the first game, a player of similar strength will be played against. They are all first-level transcendents. They should be able to fall into a stalemate, adding some highlights to the game.

Because there are several subsequent games where the second-level transcendents play the first-level transcendents, and there is even one second-level transcendents who have not yet completed the rating.

Of course, this unfinished rating is just a nicer statement, if you change it a bit more ugly, it would be...not into the stream.

In these sixteen games, there were actually very few evenly matched games, only three, and the remaining thirteen games were not ‘fair fights’.

Of course, drawing lots to determine the opponent is the fairest way. After all, there is only one champion, and only the strong have the champion.

If the weaker come to participate in the competition, it will naturally be rubbed against the ground by the strong, there is no way.

However, Song Luo is still very interested in the eighth and final game in the morning.

Because the eighth game was a battle between two first-level transcendents, among them was Song Luo's previously optimistic sister.

The girl who won the first game of the opening ceremony.

The name is Wang Wei, a very ordinary name.

This girl's appearance is not all overwhelming, but the youthful and active aura makes this green girl quite eye-catching, no matter what others are, Song Luo really likes it.

This kind of like is not the kind of dirty heart like, but an appreciation of beautiful things.

Song Luo didn't go to the serious rostrum to watch the battle, but in the special auditorium on the side.

Song Luo doesn’t really want to expose himself to the public’s sight. Some people want to win everyone’s attention. Song Luo is not such a person. Rather than win the attention of others and become a public figure, Song Luo wants more Become an obscure crowd of onlookers.

"Representative Song, do you need any drinks?"

The person in charge who was supposed to be on the rostrum walked over graciously and kept talking about Song Luo's ears.

The sound of fists and feet reverberated everywhere in the playing field. The voice of the person in charge was a little irritable. Song Luo took a look and said: "Nothing is needed, this gentleman should watch the game well, today After that, we won't have much intersection, so we don't have to be courteous to me all the time."

After hearing Song Luo's words, the expression on the person in charge became a little uncomfortable.

But he also understood that the man in front of him was not something he could offend, so he could only swallow his breath, nodded and bowed to Song Luo again, then carefully left and retreated.

After the annoying ‘fly’ left, Song Luo felt a lot more comfortable. Xiao Bai sat on the side seat obediently, sticking out his tongue, and seemed to be watching the game seriously, and he seemed a little naive.

One person and one dog just watch the game in the audience.

For Song Luo, the battle between the first-level transcendents was somewhat interesting, much better than it was on the first day.

Song Luo also came to watch the battle on the first day. At that time, Song Luo felt that most of the transcendents were fighting against each other. These transcendents on the first day had nothing to say.

Although the extraordinary moves here today are immature, but at least they still have some routines. It can be seen that the moves are exquisite, and they are much more powerful than Wangbaquan.

However, Song Luo can also tell that they seem to be inexperienced. Although the challenge of this ring is beautiful, it doesn't seem to be very good for actual combat.

The ring battle, pay attention to point to the end.

Many players unconsciously change their minds in order to score points, and because there is no threat of life or death, there is no sense of crisis.

Seeing this, Song Luo could only nod his head, saying that it didn't matter.

These greenhouse flowers will face life and death crisis sooner or later, and Song Luo also hopes that they can live longer.

While Song Luo thought about it, the first game gradually ended, and after a short break, the second game began.

It’s just that the next few games are not as exciting as the first one. After all, it’s the second-level transcendents fighting the first-level transcendents and the junior high school students fighting the elementary school students. There is really nothing to say.

What makes Song Luo a little speechless is ~www.readwn.com~ The interval between each game ranges from ten to twenty minutes, and the game time is only two to three minutes...harmful.

It's boring.

Song Luo played on the phone for a while, before he opened the chat software to see the situation, but at this moment, a short exclamation came from Song Luo's ear: "Wow... such a cute dog, huh. Huh."

Who is there to tease Xiaobai?

Song Luo turned his head and looked around, and saw a few girls who seemed to be around twenty years old beside Xiao Bai, who seemed to want to please Xiao Bai.

It's just that Xiao Bai raised his head, and Samoyed's snow-white hair stood up. He looked very arrogant, and he was very disdainful of those girls who were indifferent to answering questions.

Seeing this scene, Song Luo was amused, and at this moment, he also heard the girls whispering: "What a haughty dog, let's make a video, I..."

Hearing this, Song Luo couldn't ignore it anymore, so he could only step forward and said, "Ahem, sorry, my dog ​​is not suitable for making videos."