The sailors from all over the world who passed the test rushed to another school field one after another. About two hours after Seti arrived here, the gate of the school field slowly closed. It was obvious that the elimination round had officially ended.

Looking around, there were only about a hundred people in the field at this time. About one-third of the sailors were eliminated in the previous round of testing.

From this point of view, the so-called new star marines seem to have only the same strength.

Just as Seti was complaining secretly in his mind, an officer wearing a navy cloak walked up to the high platform in the field.

The visitor had a dark purple mohawk and a lavender striped suit under a pure white navy cloak.

"He's actually an acquaintance."

Seti knew the man on the stage. This officer's name was Flying Squirrel, and he was a Vice Admiral from the Navy Headquarters who appeared several times in the original work.

This guy was already a vice-admiral who could participate in the Demon-Slaying Order when Robin was young. He can be regarded as an evergreen tree among lieutenants.

The flying squirrel walked up to the high platform and glanced at the group of sailors below, frowned imperceptibly, and suddenly shouted: "Quiet!"

As he spoke, Flying Squirrel deliberately let out some of his aura, and the murderous aura on his body and the aura of a superior person formed by living in a high position for a long time spread out, instantly calming the group of new star marines present.

Seeing that all the sailors became quiet, Flying Squirrel's expression softened a little, and he cleared his throat before speaking softly:

"First of all, I would like to congratulate you for successfully passing the knockout rounds and advancing to the main competition. From the moment you are already a glorious sailor of our headquarters."

Hearing this, the sailors below all showed happy expressions, but before they could communicate with the people around them, Flying Squirrel's voice suddenly became serious:

"But at the same time, I also want to remind you in advance to put away your previous pride and arrogance as soon as possible.

This is not the Sihai branch that you were in before. There are people with higher military ranks than you here and people who are stronger than you. If you still have the same condescending attitude as before, you will only suffer the consequences. Do you understand?

"

Hearing the flying squirrel's loud shout, a group of sailors sat upright and shouted in unison:

"clear!"

How much of this is sincere and how much of it is fake is unknown.

Flying Squirrel didn't care whether these people really understood. He looked around at everyone present and nodded:

"Now that you understand, I announce that the Peiyou Competition has officially begun, and the thirty people in Group A can take the stage."

After hearing this, Seti subconsciously looked at the number plate in his hand. His number was exactly No. 28 of Group A.

Thirty people from Group A stepped onto the high platform one after another. Flying Squirrel glanced at the thirty people on the field and explained:

"In order to save time, the first round of the main competition will be in a melee mode. The eight of you thirty who are still alive at the end of the battle will be deemed to advance, and the same goes for the other four groups."

Seti's eyes lit up when he heard this. He was so emotional.

He was previously worried that he wouldn't be able to face many people if he fought one by one to reach the finals, but this time it was better, as he gave twenty-nine people to him as soon as he started.

While Seti was secretly feeling happy, one person in Group A couldn't help but complain:

"Why is this like this? We have just experienced a knockout match and are already very tired, and now we have to fight in a melee."

Upon hearing this, the flying squirrel glanced at the man and said coldly:

"Didn't anyone else participate in the knockout round? Everyone has completed the knockout round and got here, why is it that you have a problem? If you feel that you don't have the energy to continue the next game, no one will stop you if you want to give up early."

When he heard this, the man was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth and did not dare to say more.

When the flying squirrel saw this, he snorted coldly and said to the other people in the field:

"So, do you have any other questions?"

When Flying Squirrel asked this question, he actually wanted to show off his dignity, and wanted to show off his majesty through the silence of everyone in the room.

But I never thought that there was actually a blind guy in the crowd who raised his hand, raised his hand, raised his hand, raised his hand...

There seemed to be a crow flying in the sky. The flying squirrel looked at the red-haired boy in the field and was silent for a long time before squeezing out a sentence through his teeth:

"If you have any questions, tell me."

Seti looked at the flying squirrel's gloomy expression, hesitated for a moment and then said with some embarrassment:

"Well... I just want to ask, if you don't stop after the fight starts and you accidentally eliminate one or two more people, what will happen?"

The already silent campus seemed to have reached freezing point at this moment. A moment later, a group of sailors below suddenly burst into laughter.

"Ouch, I can't do it anymore, this kid, this kid is really a fucking talent."

"What if I accidentally eliminate too many people? Oh my God, how could anyone dare to say such a thing?"

"Which branch does this kid belong to? I just want to ask how good a branch can be to cultivate such a genius?"

The sailors who were also in Group A looked at Seti with a hint of hostility in their eyes.

What does this kid mean by saying this? Doesn't this mean that he doesn't treat them as human beings?

Many people secretly made up their minds to eliminate this arrogant boy first as soon as the competition started.

Flying Squirrel couldn't help but twitch his eyes when he looked at Seti, who had a serious face. After being in charge of the Peiyou Competition for so many years, this was the first time someone had raised such a question to him.

The flying squirrel endured it for a long time before he suppressed his urge to curse. He looked at Seti and said angrily:

"If you have that strength, you can just eliminate them all."

"That's it, then I'll feel relieved."

The flying squirrel, who was about to turn around and leave, almost slipped and fell down when he heard this.

Turning back and looking angrily at Seti, who still showed no signs of nervousness, the flying squirrel simply refused to step down.

He wanted to see if this kid was really capable or if he was just stupid.

"Since there are no other questions, your game can begin."

With these words from Flying Squirrel, the melee match of Group A officially kicked off.

Because of Seti's "dazzling" performance just now, many people have already regarded him as their number one target. As soon as the flying squirrel finished speaking, several people targeted Seti.

On the high platform, a burly sailor nearly three meters tall looked down at Seti and said fiercely:

"Boy, get out of here as soon as possible."

After saying that, he picked up a fist as big as a casserole and smashed it at Seti. The marine soldiers surrounding Seti dispersed when they saw this. They didn't want to be a fish in the pond.

Seeing the casserole-sized fist coming down, Seti did not dodge, but silently stretched out his right hand.

When the flying squirrel on the sidelines saw this, his whole brows twisted into the Chinese character "Chuan".
Chapter completed!