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The game is not about luck, and this round is only to break into the loser group, but it is not really impossible to climb up again. ”

"From a rule point of view, before the third round, everyone has a chance to lose, right?" Eight clouds Xiaoyan's right finger against the squat, looking up at the sky, as if thinking about something, and Constance is slightly Nodded

"But the first round loser will be the loser group. The loser of the second round winner group will be matched with the winner of the loser group. The final number of players will be returned to the winner group. The layer is progressive, and a rough calculation. If you want to enter the top 3, you must win 17 matches.

Seventeen games. . . . . .

It’s really a headache. The big waves are sanding. Even if Tyre gives birth to a little caution, this time he can’t care more. Otherwise, he really has to lose his arm with the holy device. That’s not a joke.

Dudu.

Suddenly, the student ID card of Tyre and others sent out the message, and Constance smiled again and said

"It must have been the form of the individual match. Although there are more than 90,000 people, I hope we don't touch it at first."

At the corner of Tyre’s mouth, it’s possible that it’s so smart, more than 90,000 people, they are only four people, and the record that they can meet is far more than 20,000. If you can really touch it together, he might as well try to play the dragon. See if there is a chance to survive under her fist.

However, when they opened the student ID, they swept the form.

The four people suddenly stopped.

Tyre's eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, and the other three can't help but look at each other with poor eyes.

Because, on the student ID card, the bottom right corner of the match table is written.

In the first year, the nine-shift b group, Tyre, took turns and entered the loser group directly.

The young black-haired man stopped in the same place and turned into a bluestone.

And if the students are also looking at the student ID, they are still talking from time to time.

"Hey~ Who is this Tyre? It’s unlucky. One of the 90,000ths can make him meet. It’s amazing."

"It is estimated that there are too many things in my life, hahaha."

The two students passed by such a hearty voice from Tyre's side, and Clade couldn't help but sigh and patted Tyre's hard shoulder like a stone.

"You don't have to be discouraged, you can't climb back."

However, Tyre has already been unable to listen to other people's words. He lost his head and went in the other direction. Klad was not too bad to see each other. Although he was not worried, he still asked doubts.

"Where are you going?"

"I will try to survive under the dragon's fist."

After Tyre left this sentence, it disappeared.

Constance sighed and couldn’t help but shake his head.

"It’s stupid Tyre. The probability of this round is only one in 90,000. But the probability of surviving under the anger of Long Tu’s sister is only one in a hundred million. If it is too hard, it should not be self-defeating. Road, oh~ Unfortunately, a genius is so degraded."

"You have a problem with your brain." Yakumo Xiaoying stared at Constance with an idiot's eyes, and it was a cold one.

The 266th consolation

Tyre is not stupid enough to provoke the dragon slaughter, but in the middle it has received several people's magic stone, such as the dragon slaughter.

"Hey, I heard that you won the prize."

"This doesn't need to be heard. It is also said that the last match against the crystal guard is also me. Is there a special talent in my own body that I can choose myself in most random selections?" Til's half-joking argument made the dragon shame A smile, and as the sea of ​​the moon has been with the dragon and other people, the look is also quite resentful.

"What's wrong, Yuehai, a pair of yu seeking dissatisfaction?" The metaphor of Damia Yala is really. . . . . . Yuehai always feels that this girl is becoming more and more familiar with them, and the way of speaking is gradually getting worse. No, it should be the original form.

She is like a saint in front of others, talking elegantly, behaving softly, like now. . . . . .

Nilu, who was screaming in the air, said curiously.

"What? What is the dissatisfaction?"

"Say your brain capacity is not satisfied, you should read more books." Yuehai extended his finger and gently pointed Niluko's head. The other party immediately pretended to die, exaggerated to step back a few steps, and took advantage of his own The head reveals a look of bitterness

"Oh, it’s the character that the college calls the [first goddess], and the strength is extraordinary."

. . . . . .

It is better to vomit from there. . . . . .

Moon Sea chooses to ignore.

"What is the dragon to be playing for the magic sound?" Abandoning the play of the moon sea, Damiyara turned his attention to the body of the dragon, the blond girl's petite figure suddenly shocked, striding forward After a few meters, I opened the distance with other people before I spoke.

Well~ I am playing a magic sound.

The moon shrugged, although I don’t know why the dragon slaughter suddenly made a magic sound to myself, but it’s still comforting. This guy usually looks very fierce. In fact,

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