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The first thousand two hundred and four chapters die under the peony

The rules of professional leagues and qualifiers are different.

There are home and away games in the qualifiers. Home teams can choose map scenes first, and the points are calculated based on the winning game and additional scores.

For example, Quanzhen Cult who won the first game not only had three match points, but also five winning points, which was very troublesome to calculate. Teacher Niu felt both miserable and confused every time he calculated the points.

So in the professional league, the organizer changed the rules.

The selection of map scenes is a rotation system. Although the home team has the right to choose the map first, the other team must choose the venue in the second game and then rotate back in the third game.

The points calculation method has also become the simplest and most rough head calculation, and the draw between the two sides does not count as points.

In other words, although the scene in the second game is chosen by Quanzhen Cult, even if Quanzhen Cult can win all five games, the opponent can still win back if he can't play well in the third game.

"But..." Chunxiang frowned and said, "If we choose the big map in the second game and then just escape and not fight, will they see through our tactics soon? We will not be able to fight in the third game."

The guys from Quanzhen Sect made up their minds from the beginning. The tactics of the second game were the same as those of the first game. If you can beat them, you can fight them. If you can’t beat them, you can go from the bottom of your heart.

In this way, the opponent will be prepared for the tactics of the Quanzhen Sect in the third game. In that case, it is still unknown who will win.

"Hehe!" Wuji smiled sinisterly, "What they want is that they see through our playing style."

Everyone: "…"

Although everyone hasn't figured out what Wuji is thinking about, according to this kid's personality of not taking advantage of it and not suffering losses, he must be holding back somewhere, so everyone is not too worried.

However, Bingqing Yujie's side, a group of people were quite depressed.

Ji Shisan had already walked out of pain and cursed angrily: "What should I do? When we are at home, those shameless people can cheat. This time they choose the scene, they will definitely be even more rude!"

"It's okay..." Bingqing Yujie thought for a while, then waved his hand and said, "Even if they are lucky, they can win all five games, but they are only eight points. Moreover, this game is entirely due to luck. I can't say whether they can score more than us."

"Where are they cheating in the third scene?" Nian Liuyun asked with lingering fear.

"Idiot!" Bingqing Yujie glanced at Nian Liuyun and said, "Will you fall twice in a pit? And the third game is a team competition, and we have to tell you about the scene selection. They can't all be invisible and delay time."

“It makes sense, it makes sense!”

Everyone knew it and nodded.

"So, we should be calm in this game. We must put our bets on the third game!" As he spoke, Bingqing Yujie showed a confident smile on his face.

The break ends and the second game begins.

In the professional league, the rule of rotation is to immediately draw one of the twelve teams of both sides to play.

Such rules are actually quite unfavorable to Quanzhen Sect... After all, everyone has high and low levels of Quanzhen Sect, from Wang Yu, who is unrivaled, to Mu Zixian, who is "unrivaled", which represents the super high-end and super low-end levels in the game.

It’s good to choose Wang Yu. In this game, five points will be made. If you choose Mu Zixian, everyone can only accept their fate.

As everyone expected, Quanzhen Sect really chose a scene that is very suitable for hide-and-seek "Lost Forest".

Obviously, this group of guys is going to play hide-and-seek with Bingqing Yujie and his group in the woods. It is really hard for this group of bastards to be able to bring shameless spirit to this level.

Of course, what is even more difficult is that the author, such an upright Niu, racked his brains to describe the shamelessness of Quanzhen Sect, and his hair fell out. If it were Mario next door, he would have done it at will.

The competition began, and the lights dimmed, and the system scattered two beams of light, and then the players from both sides were selected to play.

In the first game, the player who played in the rabble team was named Jiandaoxue, and the player who appeared in the team was a child with dragons and spirits.

Of course, Ming Jian Daxue knew that he would not be an opponent of Long Zeling. The competition counted for tens of thousands, and Ming Jian Daxue hid her body and ran deep into the forest.

Youlong Zeling looked at the place where the famous Kendoxue disappeared with a confused look on his face, and then sat down on the spot without chasing him.

When I saw that the Quanzhen Cult was playing this trick again, the organizer staff had a headache. The competition today would have ended around 4 pm. If they were to drag it down, they would not have been able to get tonight...

There is no way, because of Quanzhen Sect, I have changed the rules once. I can't modify the rules again. After all, there is a 30-minute time limit, so it would be a bit too much if I change them again.

However, this also made the organizer awaken secretly. You must never invite such a team to the game next time. It will affect the game experience too much.

Thirty minutes later... both sides appeared in a draw.

In the second game, Linglong Meng vs. Ji Shisan again.

As an archer, Linglongmeng ran faster than others, and Linglongmeng was a more special archer, so naturally he knew it if he didn't look at it.

At the beginning of the game, Linglongmeng shot an arrow at the trunk, and then her figure shook and her clone appeared on the tree.

Unable to climb to the tree, Linglongmeng raised her hand and appeared on another tree again.

With several consecutive ups and downs... Ji Shisan was thrown far away.

Thirty minutes later... I played again.

The current situation is still 3:1, and the audience is completely used to the performances of the Quanzhen Sect, the group of drama artists. Now their only desire is that Wang Yu and Bingqing Yujie are randomly arrived. The two are fighting more excitingly, and we are not willing to sit here and watch hide and seek for several hours.

Damn, I haven't been so tired of playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

I don’t know if it was because the system master heard everyone’s prayers or the staff made trouble, but finally, the light column in the third game fell on Bingqing Yujie again.

On the Quanzhen Sect, Chunxiang, who is not very good at running away, was selected.

"Damn, why is it me?"

Obviously, as a sorcerer, Chunxiang has never been very good at single-handed fights, especially his opponent is a master like Bingqing Yujie, which makes Chunxiang feel guilty.

If it were someone else, Chunxiang could still run away, but the length of the weapon in Bingqing Yujie's hand could make others run several meters first.

"Go to Brother Chun, don't lose too ugly!"

Wuji patted Chunxiang's shoulder and cheered up.

Mingdu also echoed on the side: "I really envy Brother Chun, I have the opportunity to fight with the beauty."

"Yes... If it were me, it would be worth it if I died, and I will die under the peony flowers..."

Ji'ao began to recite poems.

"Then you go?" Chunxiang glared at the two of them with a dark face.

The three of them said in unison: "Dachun, this is an opportunity given by God. As a good brother, how can you win someone's love? Be brave, God has arranged the greatest arrangement."
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