The third round of the competition was between the second class of Zhongxuan and the class of fighting demons.
Two "dark horses" that should have been eliminated in the first or second rounds.
However, he successfully reached the third game.
The strength of the second class of Zhongxuan has become so strong.
So, can the Demon Class rely on their cleverness to win the preliminary round
I am afraid…
The second class of Zhongxuan will not give them this opportunity.
However, after two consecutive "dark horse" turnarounds, the onlookers dare not say who will win the preliminary round.
A gong sounded.
Yun Yun looked in the direction of the waiting area: "Now, please choose ten students from both classes, and compete on stage."
The second class of Zhongxuan made a substitution.
Except for Shangguan Liuli and the three students who had a mysterious aura, the other six students were all changed.
On the Devil's Squad side, substitutions were also made.
Facing the students of the second class of Zhongxuan who possess the aura of mystery and improve their own strength.
The other students in the Devil's class have no ability to compete.
Ever since, Long Yunzhan, Qiao Jin, Yan Xiaoyi and others all entered the stage.
Before going on stage, Long Yunzhan walked up to Limao, leaned over and whispered something in her ear.
Limao's originally displeased expression because of being rejected from the stage suddenly showed brilliance.
She blinked her beautiful eyes that were as agile as jewels, and she nodded vigorously.
Long Yunzhan and others came to the stage.
From the corner of the eye, he kept paying attention to the direction of the glass cat.
The people around were all focused on the two "dark horse" classes on the ring.
No one noticed that Limao had left the Devil's Squad quietly.
It wasn't until the breath of the glass cat disappeared that Long Yunzhan slowly looked back.
If Limao plays, there is indeed a chance to increase their winning percentage.
However, Li Mao is not a student of the Demon Class after all.
This class confrontation competition is an extremely important competition for the Demon Class.
It is about the future and life of all of them.
There is no room for error.
Therefore, he chose to refuse the preferential treatment given by the academy at the beginning.
The Devil's Class would rather play the pig and eat the tiger, playing round after round.
I also don't want to win in the end because of the so-called preferential treatment, and let it go.
More importantly, he needs Limao to do one thing.
In the entire class of demons, only Limao can do things.
…
On the stage, students from both classes stood still.
Yun Yun glanced left and right, and frowned, "Why is there one less person in the Demon Class?"
Yes.
There are only nine people in the class of demons.
In a ten-person team competition, only nine people from the Demon Class
"Hey! Why are there only nine people in the Demon Squad?"
"Could it be that the Demon Class didn't dare to fight against the Zhongxuan Second Class, and none of them were willing to go on stage, so there are only nine of them?"
"No, if the students of Demon Class didn't dare to participate in the competition, wouldn't they just sit there and watch the battle quietly?"
"Look at the expressions of the students in the class of demons, they are very calm, and they don't feel the atmosphere of being afraid and afraid to go on stage at all."
"What kind of trouble is going to happen to the Demon Squad? Could it be another new attack by the Demon Squad?"
The crowd of onlookers talked a lot, and they were extremely puzzled by what the Mozhiban did this time.
The battle between the Devil's Class and the Second Class of Low Xuan is a battle that is sure to lose.
Unexpectedly, there is one less person in the demon class to participate in the competition.
Shangguan Liuli stood at the forefront, she raised her head proudly, and sneered disdainfully: "Squad leader of the Demon Squad, are you looking down on the second class of Zhongxuan?"
Long Yunzhan looked at her calmly: "The last seat is reserved for Qing Luo."
The audience was silent.
After a while, the pot exploded.