Initiating a Plant Revolution in the Otherworld

Chapter 312 Just Wait To Be Famous (55)

At this time, a duel was going on in venue [-].

One of them, Ron, was a little impressed. He was a player who was promoted to the gold rank relatively early, and his comprehensive score in the qualifiers ranked in the top ten.

There are only ten duels in the qualifiers.

While this is enough to knock out most underpowered players, it is not necessarily an accurate ranking for top players.

After all, the top dozens are all players who have won all ten games, and the order of ranking depends only on the details of each matchup.

In this respect, Betty is even better than Watson and Rowell, ranking No.2 in the qualifiers.

No.1 is Andy.

So the ranking in the qualifiers doesn't mean anything, it's just a rough distribution of strength.

And it does not represent absolute strength.

Therefore, a player like Mia, who is only ranked 279th, has a good chance of advancing if he performs well in the preliminary round.

As for the gold tier player who ranked in the top ten in the qualifiers, his strength was absolutely sufficient, and the opponent was only a silver tier player, so the situation was overwhelming.

But even if the duel process is not particularly exciting, the audience is still immersed in the atmosphere of the game.

There is a reason for this, of course.

The three of Ron found an empty seat in a corner and sat down.

At the same time, above the battle stage, above the head of the silver player, a huge crimson fireball exploded with a "boom".

Real sparks shot toward the surrounding auditorium.

After the last fireball representing the player's "blood volume" shattered, the referee on the stage immediately announced that this round was won by the gold-ranked player, and then entered the second round.

"Brother Ron, can you give me one of your plants? It's very interesting." Mia couldn't help but coquettishly said as she looked at the illusion created by the mimetic grass on the field.

"Okay." Ron nodded irresponsibly, "Do you want to have ready-made material, or do you plan to record it yourself?"

"Of course I recorded it myself." Mia said seriously, "Wouldn't it be very meaningful to record every day's life and watch it when I grow up?"

"Well, just pay attention to yourself." Ron reminded, "Don't record some private information, or you accidentally lose it, and you just wait to become famous."

"What is Brother Ron thinking!"

While the two were chatting, the second game on the stage began.

The first is the ban selection stage.

As the gold-ranked players explained to the referee the cards they wanted to ban, three huge water-type elemental cards appeared on the top of the battle stage.

This means that these cards have been banned.

After several rounds of ban selection, the players on both sides have finished selecting cards.

The decks of the two were handed over to the referee for shuffling.

There are two referees for each duel, standing on both sides of the battle platform.

After one of them shuffled the cards, he handed them over to the other to weigh the cards, trying to ensure that no staff cheated.

After these are done, they will officially enter the second round of duel.

Both sides draw up five cards each.

After seeing the cards clearly, the employees behind the players immediately used the mimetic grass to imitate the enlarged version of the illusion of the five cards in mid-air, and displayed them in a circle around the audience.

Because the cards were always backed against the battle stage, the two players could not clearly see the cards simulated by the Mimic Grass, but the audience could see them clearly.

At the same time, in the air above the heads of the two contestants, three flaming fireballs emerged from the void, symbolizing their respective blood volumes.

The magic duel, which seemed very simple or even boring to the layman, suddenly became different under the background of these effects.

People can be addicted to it in an instant, unable to extricate themselves.

Each time a player is judged to have successfully attacked, a fireball from the other player shatters.

Although the mimetic grass itself cannot produce sound, but with the sound storage array provided by Illya, it can create an extremely realistic sound of fireballs bursting and sparks shooting out.

This is far more eye-catching than the scene of using red balloons as blood when the Magic War Hall first opened.

In addition, every time a player draws a card or plays a card, there will be a special sound effect, which can deepen the audience's impression step by step.

Such a visual and auditory feast easily captured the hearts of the audience and immersed everyone in the battles.

Even those nobles who had experienced magic were attracted by this interesting scene and watched it with gusto.

Especially every time the fireball bursts, it can trigger exclamation, applause and cheers again and again.

Watching this scene, Mia couldn't help but clenched her skirt tightly.

Ron observed the expressions and performances of the audience around him, nodded in satisfaction, then saw Mia's small movements from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help laughing: "What? Our Princess Mia is also nervous?"

Mia didn't feel much about watching Suowen's game outside the gate before.

But at this moment, when he came to the scene in person, his vision and hearing were shocked, and when he thought that he was going to be on that battle platform in a while, his body couldn't help but tense up.

"I, I'm a little eager to try, I just want to compete on stage sooner!" Mia insisted, "I'm not nervous!"

"When you're nervous, you'll hold onto your skirt, don't pretend." Irene on the side ruthlessly exposed her disguise.

"Irene~" Mia blushed and said dissatisfiedly, "Which side are you from!"

Ron laughed: "You can get used to it after the last game, there's nothing to be nervous about."

"The big deal is to lose. If you don't get promoted, you can become a lecturer. How wonderful."

"Look at the commentary platform over there. It's the closest to the battle platform and has the clearest view. It's not like our side, it's so far away, isn't it?"

"Hmph!" Mia turned her head, "Don't tempt me, the lecturer is just my side job, you still have to look at my magic fighting skills."

The three of them bickered with each other while watching the game, and Mia's nervousness was slowly dispelled.

After gradually adapting to the atmosphere of the scene, Mia really became eager to try, wishing to have a duel on stage right away.

Not long after, the second round on the stage was also won by the gold-ranked player, allowing him to successfully accumulate a victory.

After the duel, there was a short break on the field.

Spectators got up and left the arena one after another, planning to go to the Mimic Grass outside to see the situation of all parties, and to go to other venues to see the game.

There are also spectators who are too lazy to move, and simply stay here and wait for the next game.

There were even spectators who came to chat with the gold-ranked player, as if fans were as excited as seeing a star.

Ron had a panoramic view of all this, and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, very satisfied with these scenes.

So far, most of the Magic Cup this time has far exceeded his original imagination.

It was a surprise.

Pujie Diary: There is a book friend in the group who got sick and quit the group, I hope she is well.

(End of this chapter)