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Chapter 60 The King's Tournament

In the early morning, the magnificent morning glow scattered around the world, and the crisp birds cries kept ringing around the house. In the magnificent living room, the family was having breakfast.

"What's wrong with Garnado? He doesn't have an appetite. Why did he eat so little today?"

Li Yuelong looked at Shanado, who was eating with a bitter face and smelled of wax, and asked strangely.

Isn’t this tree fruit salad its favorite to eat? Why did it feel so uncomfortable this morning?

"Woo~" ╭╮

Garnado looked at Leolu, who was swallowing in big mouthfuls, shook his head, and then started eating with a big mouthful of hatred.

Seeing that Shanaiduo was fine, although Li Yuelong had some questions in his heart, he had no intention of continuing to ask questions. Instead, he said to Su Yuluo beside him: "Luoluo, let Xiaojiu follow you in the past two days. Your father's rod-tailed scaled dragon needs to prepare for pre-match, and he has no time to take care of you."

After listening, Su Yuluo nodded. It was obvious that the King of Heaven competition was about to start again. Before each King of Heaven challenge, Su's father always pulled his elves to carry out pre-match preparations appropriately.

"Which king is my dad's opponent this time?"

"It's Sun Zhenghui, the king of the sandstorm last time. I guess he was dissatisfied with the loss last time, and this time he came again." Su Mu pursed her lips and replied with a smile.

"Ah! Did he call him back so soon? Didn't he lose 60 points last time? He's all lost the sequel, right?"

Speaking of this, Su Mu sniffed and laughed out loud. Then, she quickly raised her face and replied with a slightly serious response: "The Sun Tianwang is very powerful. Even if she loses 60 points, she will be back at most one or two Tianwang matches."

"Okay, that would be great if I could also play the King of Heaven...."

Su Yuluo held her face with her arms and said with a look of longing.

In this newborn elf world, every young trainer has a dream of winning and is constantly working hard for this dream. If you want to become a champion, you must go through two difficulties, namely the King of Heaven and Masters. When the trainer overcomes these two difficulties and is no more than 40 years old, he can be qualified to challenge the championship.

After ordinary trainers pass the King-level assessment, they are qualified to participate in the King-level competition.

The King of Heaven and Masters both adopt a point system, with a full score of 1,000 points. Therefore, the sand sculpture netizens divide the King of Heaven and Masters into nine ranks based on the number of points in the King of Heaven and the Masters. The winning of each challenge will result in corresponding points based on the number of elves left. The points will be increased by one step after every 100 points. Similarly, if you lose the game, the corresponding points will be deducted.

The points obtained by the challenger's victory are multiplied by 10, and the points obtained by the challenger's victory are only one-tenth of the challenger. After the Heavenly Kings Tournament reaches the top, they will be qualified for the Masters Tournament once every 15th of the month. After the challenge is successful, they will officially enter the Masters Tournament, and the trainer will be officially awarded the title of Masters Tournament.

In the last game between Su's father and Sun Tianwang, he actually deducted 60 points! It is conceivable how miserable he lost in the last game.

In the morning, because all the big guys at home went out, Bai Ziyi, who felt that a elves were bored in training, also followed Su Yu to school and spent several classes. The class talked about some common tactics in elves battles, such as the Sandstorm Team, the Rainy Day Team, etc., which was also gained for someone who had not studied them deeply.

The only thing that made people feel a little unpleasant was that the Bing Jiuwei actually snatched all his attention away. No young lady praised him for being handsome in a sweet voice for the whole morning, which made Bai Ziyi feel very upset.

Humph! Oo is all good-looking dogs!

After class, Su Yuluo's group members gathered together and walked out of the school. Next to her was a little beauty holding Pichu. She was wearing a light blue long skirt, her long thick black hair was draped softly on her shoulders. Her little face, which was a bit baby-fat, was so delicate that she couldn't help but want to pinch her when she saw it.

"Luoluo, aren't you here in the afternoon? Do we need to discuss the tactics of the final exercise?" the little beauty asked with some concern.

Su Yuluo glanced at the other party's thick long shawl hair with some envy, and then said carelessly: "It's okay, no tactics are needed. You can just hide behind you. If you feel bored, you can just use the moves."

"Wow~ Luoluo, is your Leo Road so strong? How do you train? Larulas, like my family, doesn't like fighting at all."

"Yes, so are Ibrahimovic from my family. He pretends to be dizzy when he mentions the battle."

"My Hua Beibei only likes to plant flowers."

Su Yuluo pursed her hair and said helplessly: "My Leolu is too wary. I don't need to say that I can train myself, and there is no special training method."

After thinking about it carefully, this is indeed related to the elf's personality. Without a special training method, they can only give up. Bai Ziyi glanced at his future teammates and was very satisfied.

Not to mention his good looks, the key is to be a cheerleader for himself. By the day of the simulation exercise, he will definitely be the most beautiful guy on the field. As for the competition, it is enough to have me, Leolu himself. One stroke of five is simply a slight idea.

In the afternoon, Su Yuluo came to Yuelong Club again. She couldn't wait to win today's victory. After today's victory, she could challenge the champion.

On the ring, Leolu and a water arrow turtle faced each other from a distance. The two sides were ready, just waiting for the referee to give the order, and a fierce battle began immediately. Perhaps because today is the last game of ten consecutive victories, there were much more spectators on the stage than usual.

"Xiao Li, who do you think can win today's battle?"

In the middle of the observation stage, a middle-aged uncle asked at the young man next to him.

"That Water Arrow Turtle is very strong. If you want to win today, you will win ten consecutive games."

Hearing the middle-aged uncle's words, the young man curled his lips and said disdainfully: "No matter who wins, they will not dare to challenge me in the next champion challenge."

"Indeed, in terms of attributes, no matter who fights you, they will be restrained. A normal person will not choose you as the challenge target."

"If you don't mention this, how about it? Are you interested in gamble? I will win by pushing the little girl, and I will only enjoy it if I want to do it."

The uncle hugged the young man's shoulder and invited him with a slight joking voice.

The young man glanced at the middle-aged uncle and refused. He retorted, "Tsk, bet, it's okay, but I want to suppress the little girl, why don't you come?"

"Haha, then forget it, I'm more optimistic about that little girl."

The middle-aged uncle, who originally wanted to make some pocket money, let go of his arms holding the young man, and refused in embarrassment.
Chapter completed!
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