The next day, Xu Zhen, who had no choice but to come to the arena early as a contestant, looked at the arena that had been decorated as if overnight, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a long yawn. Xu Zhen flicked away the unknown yellow object that looked like eye droppings that spilled out of the corner of his eye, and Xu Zhen took a step forward and bumped Locke Li's shoulder. "Hey! Cold-faced Superman! How is this game going to be played?" he asked in a low voice with a sneer. Hearing this, Locke Li immediately stopped. He looked up at Xu Zhen, then looked down at the left shoulder where Xu Zhen had hit him, and suddenly stretched out his hand. "Hmph!" He slapped his left shoulder with some disgust. After Locke gave him a cool snort, he left with his hands in his pockets so coolly "Say! I was shocked by my pretense. I'll chop you up!" Xu Zhen muttered in an extremely depressed voice as he made an inexplicable gesture with four fingers bent, leaving only a middle finger, towards the black figure in front of him. "Sleep God, you really don't know, right?" Unlike Locke Li, who looked cold, the guy named San Francisco in the team came over very familiarly, and he walked towards Asma in front pursed her lips and whispered: "When Asma was speaking yesterday, you must have fallen asleep standing up again, right?" For this always mysterious classmate in front of him, San Francisco has always had an incomparable interest. The strong interest and the strength of the other party's fighting spirit are another matter. The key is his strange experience of being able to fall asleep while standing up, which has already resounded throughout Sawyer Academy half a year ago Umpeople sleep. Still not closing his eyes "Sure enough!" Looking at the opponent's somewhat blank and innocent eyes, San Francisco was immediately confused. In the face of such an important game, he actually dared to sleep standing up without fear He really deserves the name of the God of Sleep! "Although we haven't spoken a few times before, for the sake of us being classmates for half a year, I will give you a free explanation of how to play the game!" After the confusion, San Francisco said in a low voice with a smile. When Xu Zhen and his party followed Asma to their seats in the stands, Xu Zhen had a rough idea of ??the so-called Rookie King Competition from San Francisco, who was chattering all the way. . There are a total of 88 contestants. Except for the 8 people who entered the group stage directly because they had number plates from 1 to 8, the remaining 80 people, like the four Xu Zhens, were directly selected by their respective mentors. of. There are 20 classes, and four candidates are selected from each class. All candidates are personally recommended by the chief tutor of each class. Since the final result of the competition has a direct relationship with the tutor's reward, these candidates were selected The 80 freshmen basically cover all the elites among the first-year freshmen. The next step is the competition process. Like some large-scale events on Earth in previous lives, the entire schedule is directly divided into two parts. Knockout rounds and group promotion rounds! The 80 contestants were first randomly drawn, and two identical numbers formed a group. A total of forty groups of contestants went through the first round of knockout rounds. The forty people who won were naturally the top forty. After the top 40 were born, in order to avoid the strong battles taking place in advance as much as possible, the competition was directly transferred to the promotion round. Forty people were randomly divided into four groups. In each group, two of the top 8 players were randomly assigned. A total of twelve people formed a group and then competed in a separate group knockout! The group knockout rounds are still randomly drawn, and in the end there is only one person left! The four group champions of the four groups are the final top four! ?Then it¡¯s the quarter-finals between the top four. Then, it¡¯s the finals "Holy crap! Is this a World Cup or a fast guy? It¡¯s so complicated" Thinking of the five-star golden mission in the game, Xu Zhen was speechless Why didn¡¯t he say that? What about the Easter match No matter how helpless and speechless Xu Zhen was at this time, the few old guys sitting in front of the 'rostrum' who seemed to be the top leaders of the college were still taking their time. They took turns delivering impassioned motivational speeches. Well I also showed some of the final competition prizes. "You can't give me some gold coins or something. I just give out useless weapons and elixirs all day long Oh! Store goods! It's boring!" Looking at the person on the rostrum who was shining with a faint light and was obviously not extraordinary. With a small sword and a bottle of elixir, Xu Zhen couldn't help but roll his eyes. Low-level spiritual weapons, it seems, are not even ordinary purple weapons In addition to being able to decompose materials, it is goodIt seems that the only option is to throw it away in the store Also, the number of gold coins in the package seems to be running low recently, so I have to find an opportunity to get some money quickly which is in stark contrast to the depressed Xu Zhen In contrast, almost everyone in the entire arena was looking at the two things on the stage with expressions of disbelief on their faces. Even Locke Li, who has always been cold and indifferent next to Xu Zhen, has an extremely demanding look in his eyes "It's actually the fourth level of the spiritual level! Oh my god, the fourth level of the spiritual level!" Popodi shouted, "And there's more. Whatthe spirit-fighting maker? The newly developed mysterious potion by Senior Sister Panxi can make anyone advance to the spirit-fighting level instantly! "Hmph!" , This weapon and elixir are mine!" This is the voice coming from the next class. "HeyClassmate Su Heit seems like you didn't even enter the audition, right?" Hearing Popodi's incredible sigh, Asma turned towards Xu next to him Zhen Zhen glanced at him with a confused look, but a meaningful and faint smile appeared on Bo Bo's calm black face. But soon, the smile on his face solidified. "Holy shit! I fell asleep again!" Looking at Xu Zhen sitting there motionless and with a dull expression on his face, Asma couldn't help but cursed in her heart. ?¡ ?The prizes were displayed, the speeches were finished, and Sawyer College¡¯s biennial Rookie of the Year Competition finally kicked off in an atmosphere of high morale! "No. 23? Which family's child could be so unlucky?" Looking at the numbers on the white board in his hand, Xu Zhen looked at the elite teenagers who were sorting to draw numbers, and thought to himself boredly. "Hurry up hurry up I have to go back to print the book after finishing"?