Moran sighed softly, "In the group competition, there are eight groups in total, eight people in each group, and the first place winner in each group will directly enter the semi-finals, Ron... I'm a little worried!"
Ron looked at the list in his hand quietly. Except for him, the other seven people were all monsters. It seemed very abrupt that he, a human being, was classified in this group.
"It's all monsters!" Moran sighed, with disappointment written all over his face. To be honest, since she got the list for the group competition, she no longer has confidence in Ron's ranking.
She glanced at Ron, and a trace of unbearableness flashed in her eyes. You must know that the group competition is the best way to enter the semi-finals. The competition is cruel and the monsters are so powerful. One can imagine that failure means death.
Moran couldn't help but said, "Ron...or...or... just give up!" Her voice was very small, as thin as a gnat, and she herself didn't know why she said such words suddenly. Wasn't she the one who contributed to the Shaoqiang war
Ron looked at the list in his hand quietly, and Omega's name was on the list, and this was his opponent in the next match.
Ron took a deep breath, calmed down his nervous mood, glanced at Moran, and a firm light flashed in his eyes, "No..."
Moran looked up in astonishment.
"Even if I fail, I will persevere until the end! This is my promise to the person I love the most..." Ron looked up at the sky, and in a trance, an old man appeared in front of him, smiling gratifyingly at him meaning.
…
The noisy arena was already crowded with spectators. Since it was a group match, it was more intense than the preliminary rounds, so more people came to watch it than before, and the arena was almost overwhelmed.
Today, there are four groups of competitions, the legendary group of death, the entire group is full of monsters, and only Ron is a human being.
"Hey, have you heard? There is actually a human being divided into four groups, hehe, the legendary group of death!" In the stands, a spectator said that he was an orc. Although he did not participate, he was like a contestant. excited.
"Humans? Can actually enter the group stage? Then he is lucky!" Another orc next to him was talking. The most striking thing about him was the big beard on his face. He smiled and said, "But There will be no luck in the next game, except for him, all four groups are monsters."
"Hehe, a weak human fell headlong into the death group full of monsters. If I were him, I'm afraid I'd just abstain!" the orc said with a smile.
"That's right, he has no chance at all!" the bearded orc said with a smile.
All the audience were not optimistic about Ron. In the eyes of those orcs, human beings were synonymous with inferiority and weakness. It was all luck to break into the group stage.
"The second match of the group competition will be held, and players Omega and Ron will be invited to play!"
The sound of the magic loudspeaker echoed in the arena, and for a while, the entire arena boiled.
"What, that human opponent is actually Omega?" An orc in the stands said in surprise, "If I remember correctly, Omega is that Beamon of the Warcraft family, just two days ago, in In this grand arena, she just tore a mighty monster to pieces!"
"The Beamon family is the king of the kings of the Warcraft family, and their blood talent has reached the peak. Let alone us orcs, even the general warcraft races don't challenge them! Except for the dragons." The bearded orc said in a deep voice, "The human Dead, no chance, no point!"
"Still a chance? After knowing that the opponent is Beamon, I'm afraid he will give up as soon as he plays!" Another orc next to him laughed and said.
One is the Beamon family with the highest bloodline talent, and the other is a lowly human being. Almost all audiences are not optimistic about Ron.
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In the luxurious player's lounge, Omega and Tommy are lingering. This is the special guest of the conference. He was stunned when he heard the name announced by the magic loudspeaker.
"What? It's Ron? He also came to participate in the Young Masters Competition?" Tommy had an expression of disbelief.
"I should have thought of him since he appeared in the Four Corners Castle!" Omega took a deep breath, "Unexpectedly, I still met him!"
Tommy looked at Omega, and wanted to tell her to kill Ron to avenge his father, but the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say it. The opponent was Ron. Just do it.
Omega is also hesitating. She doesn't know how to deal with this kind of situation. If she fights, she doesn't seem to be her opponent. If she doesn't fight, she feels ashamed.
"Dong dong dong—" There was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" said Tommy gruffly.
A human maid in revealing clothes came in, and she smiled sweetly, "Miss Omega, the conference invites you to the arena to participate in the group competition, and your opponent Ron has been waiting in the arena for a long time!"
"Understood!" Tommy waved his hand, "Let's go down later!"
The maid closed the door and went out.
"What should I do?" Tommy was a little at a loss, and he couldn't come up with an idea under this situation.
Omega pondered for a while, "Let me go and have a look first!" and stood up as he spoke.
…
In the round arena, Ron's tall and straight figure stood on top of it, and beside him stood an orc referee, who was the same as before. Seeing Ron on the field, he couldn't help but look at him twice.
The blood on the arena is still wet. Just now, two monsters from the four groups had engaged in a brutal bloody battle here. One was the Blizzard Wolf and the other was the Tamil Tiger. Both were ninth-level monsters. , an earth-shattering battle broke out. In the end, the Tamil Tigers were defeated and quit the battle after admitting defeat. However, the process of the battle was thrilling enough.
Today's Ron is wearing a set of light gray robes, with a ferocious skull embroidered on the chest and left and right shoulders of the robes, a black cloak on his shoulders, and a legendary staff in his hand. , His hands were covered in cold sweat.
Today's opponent is Omega! The powerful Behemoth clan!
"What should come, always will come!"
Ron sighed inwardly. He took a deep breath and glanced at the tall stands. He knew that there was a child watching him quietly in the stands.
"Brother Ron, please, kill Omega!"
Ron remembered what Kay said before he left. At that time, Kay's eyes were not only murderous, but also deeply sad. Why didn't he want to take revenge himself? Unfortunately, he doesn't have this ability.
For a moment, Ron's eyes were burning with fighting spirit, "Come on, even without the help of zombies, I must... kill Omega, even for Kai who has been bullied all the time!"
After learning what happened to Kay, Ron was full of sympathy for the helpless Kay. In Kay, he seemed to see his shadow in childhood.
"Hula—"
At this time, there was a burst of cheers from the stands, and Ron took a closer look, but the door opposite the arena opened, and Omega came out from inside with an angry face.
Everyone admires the strong, and Omega's appearance is naturally welcomed by heroes.
In the most prestigious box in the center of the arena, Salamon, Li Jia and others were all sitting there, but today there was an extra Dutan.
Moran was gently pinching Grandpa Lijia's shoulder, but at this moment she seemed a little absent-minded.
"Niece Moran, is that the strong man sent by your tattooed flower tribe?" Salamon asked with a smile.
"Yes!" Moran nodded slightly.
"His luck is not very good, not only in the death group, but also in the first match against Omega, a talented girl from the Beamon clan. According to our information, Omega is the best player in the entire young battle The strongest!" Du Tan said lightly.
Moran lowered her head, her gaze was gloomy. From a rational point of view, she was not optimistic about Ron either. Yesterday she was soft-hearted and told Ron to give up the game, but she did not expect to be rejected by him.
At this time, Lijia who was sitting next to him frowned, and muttered in his heart, "Ron? I seem to have heard this name before? I can't remember it. Alas, it's not good when you are old!"
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"It really is you!" In the arena, Omega walked in front of Ron, met Ron's eyes with his ugly face, and said viciously.
Ron smiled slightly, "I'm also surprised to know that you are also participating in the Young Masters Competition!"
With a slight smile, Ron's eyes were filled with powerful confidence. He lifted his cloak, revealing the orange legendary battle, "Come on, Omega, this battle is not about the glory of winning or losing, because this battle, I was playing for Kay, he entrusted me…”
Having said that, Ron paused, his face sank, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "Killed... you..."
The provocative words full of murderous intent shocked Omega, and her unsteady heart began to shake. Although she tried her best to keep calm on her face, there was already a huge wave in her heart.
Also shocked was the orc referee on the side. Ron's toughness was beyond his expectation. After knowing that Ron's opponent was Beamon, he already had the idea of Ron's retiring from the game, and he was already ready to say something. Just on the edge of his mouth, he swallowed abruptly, he asked in disbelief.
"You said...you said you...wanted to fight? Didn't you want to abstain?" the orc referee stammered.
Ron glanced at him, and replied in a deep voice, "Of course! Who said I'm going to abstain?"
The orc referee shrugged helplessly. Since you want to seek death, don't blame me. You actually want to challenge a Beamon. Is Beamon so easy to deal with
"How about you? Dear Miss Omega!" The orc referee asked Omega with a professional smile.
When Omega heard this, she fell silent for a while. At this time, she seemed to be in a dilemma. Ron has shown strong self-confidence since then. Of course, Omega knows where his self-confidence comes from.
A battle puppet with a domain has always been her lingering nightmare.
At this time, the audience watching the game in the stands became impatient.
"Why is it still creaking crookedly, is it better to compare?"
"Of course there is no comparison, the opponent can be the most powerful Beamon!"
"Then just abstain immediately, don't delay!"
"Quickly abstain, we are still waiting to see the exciting game!"
The audience clamored one after another, and one voice gradually gathered together, forming a torrent.
"Abstain!"
"Abstain!"
"Abstain!"
"..."
The sound was very small at first, but gradually became louder. After a while, the entire arena was filled with this sound. Everyone shouted in unison, and the sound shook the entire arena.
Du Tan in the luxurious central box smiled, "Mo Lan, it seems that everyone has the same opinion as me!"
Moran didn't answer, she just bit her lip with a complicated expression.
The voice in the stands put tremendous pressure on Omega, and she couldn't make a decision for a while. In the end, the rationality of saving her life prevailed. She took a deep look at Ron, took a deep breath, and shouted road.
"I abstain!"