Douluo: Reverse Dimension

Chapter 80 I Asked You to Give a Speech, I Didn't Ask You to Pretend

Ke Lan replied with a smile:

"I've helped you so much, now it's time for you to help me, I said, you have to give me face, don't you?"

The expression on Song Ke's face gradually distorted. Indeed, that token saved him a lot of trouble.

Damn, I didn't expect to be here waiting for me!
He hates speaking, especially on occasions like this!It will make him feel all over the place!
But now, it's not his turn to refuse.

Taking a deep breath, Song Ke got up from his seat and tried to force a smile to the crowd:
"Thank you, Section Chief, for your love. I have nothing to say."

"However, since it is your invitation, this junior must complete it no matter what."

Ke Lan's smile became more obvious, and he asked:

"Oh? Then the Holy Son's speech is ready?"

Song Ke nodded slightly:

"Think about it."

Ke Lan raised his right hand and made a gesture of please.

Song Ke pondered for a while, and said unhurriedly:

"Uh... Actually, I don't have anything to say. Your highest level is only level 41. They haven't beaten me in three-on-one. Everyone here is no match for me."

...the audience was silent.

Translation of the original words: I mean everyone in this room is rubbish, and he just told the truth without any cover-up.

brat!I asked you to give a speech, not to pretend!The muscles on Ke Lan's face visibly trembled twice.

The atmosphere at the scene gradually became awkward, but no one said anything to refute.

After all, they are not talkative, but have real materials.

Ke Lan coughed twice, motioned Song Ke to sit down with his eyes, then took two steps aside, and said in a serious voice:

"Okay, then I will announce the rules of the game."

"It's actually very simple. This competition is to fight to the last person. There is no winner or runner-up. The champion of this competition is the one who stands on the field at the end. Remember, only one person can win the championship."

"During the competition, all the teachers will supervise the battle. There must be no malicious and serious injury to the opponent, no weapons other than Wuhun, no f, no..."

After announcing the numerous rules, Ke Lan glanced at the more than 100 students in the stands, and said immediately:

"Teachers, take the students in your class and start preparing for the first competition in 10 minutes."

In the next second, he looked at Song Ke and shouted:
"Tang Si, come here."

Song Ke got up, stretched himself, and walked down.

As soon as he came to Ke Lan, the latter couldn't wait to ask:
"Let me ask you, did the Pope give you an order?"

In the next second, he added another sentence:
"Or a mission?"

Order?

task?

Song Ke was stunned for a moment and said:

"It should be the championship."

This is not the elite selection competition of Wuhundian, I am willing to participate in this competition, and the purpose is for the [-] gold soul coins.

Ke Lan straightened his body slightly, with a dissatisfied expression on his face:

"Is there nothing else?"

"No more." Song Ke nodded firmly.

Ke Lan slowed down for a few seconds, exhaled and said:

"I see."

Song Ke immediately asked:
"Any questions?"

"No." Ke Lan patted him on the shoulder, pointed to the steps beside him, and said in a low voice:

"You go there and wait for a while. Later, lots will be drawn to determine the order of the competition and the opponent."

Song Ke nodded, turned around and walked out.

The next time is to arrange the venue, prepare things for the lottery, as well as some teachers' pre-battle tactics and mentality adjustments.

Soon, half an hour passed, and the venue was divided into four major areas.

Under Ke Lan's order, the lottery began.

There are a total of 52 participants. For the first time, the teams are divided into 10 teams, each with four rounds with an interval of [-] minutes.

If there is a bye during the competition, or a person who abstains from automatic promotion, the final competition will be arranged, and students with similar strengths will learn to match together.

While waiting, Song Ke couldn't help but see An Xiaomian's figure in his mind.

I don't know if she left or not.

Hey, I didn't even say hello, I hope she won't be angry.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing.

At this time, Ke Lan suddenly shouted:
"Tang Si, come to draw lots!"

The gazes of all the people in the audience flicked over, everyone wanted to know who would be "lucky" to fight against the pervert.

If you encounter it, just abstain directly.

Those who hadn't drawn lots began to whisper and discuss.

Those who had drawn lots began to hold the paper in their hands tightly, because no one knew whether the other half of their lot was him.

Song Ke came back to his senses, and walked over in response.

Then, he drew A11B, which is the No.11 appearance, and another A11A was drawn.

Ke Lan glanced at the numbers on Song Ke's hand, and deliberately raised his voice and said:

"Tang Si, A11A."

"Okay, get ready, there's still about an hour before it's your turn."

Who is A11B?
The crowd immediately became agitated, thankful that they did not encounter a pervert in the first round.

At this moment, a soft female voice came from the stands beside:

"I'm A11B."

Hearing her voice, everyone cast their eyes over her.

Song Ke also looked over subconsciously.

It was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She was not tall. She was wearing a white shirt, black straight-leg trousers, and her black hair was in a ponytail, giving off a vivacious look.

"It's her! Ren Ranran is the second talent in Wuhun Hall. Wuhun is a spirit-binding rope that can be extended almost infinitely. It is rumored that once bound by this chain, unless the spirit power is twice as high as the opponent's, or there is a strong attack If you don't have the skills, otherwise it will be impossible to break free." A student couldn't help but whispered.

Ren Ranran, 17 years old, a level 28 control system soul master, martial soul: binding spirit rope, two yellow and one purple soul rings.

In the absence of martial spirit restraint, control-type soul masters are the strongest in singles, because they can control their opponents to death with their own skills, constantly consuming their soul power.

Ke Lan coughed twice and said:
"Okay, you can watch the battle from the sidelines. Next, eight students from A1A, A1B...A4A, A4B are invited to compete on stage."

The eight people whose names were called stood up from their seats one after another, and walked off the stage two by two.

"Eh? He's the first one?" Song Ke saw Xie Yue walking down with a strong man.

Yan at the side glanced secretly at Song Ke, then bent down and whispered something to Hu Liena beside her.

Song Ke didn't pay attention to these things, he walked along the aisle to the auditorium, and began to wait for his game.

However, just as he sat down, Ren Ranran walked over from the side, sat down a seat away from him and said:
"Hi Tang Si, my name is Ren Ranran, I am very honored to fight against you, I know you are very good, but you are not allowed to release water for a while."

Song Ke turned his head, smiled and nodded:

"Ah."

Ren Ranran smiled again and said:

"Speaking of which, I'm 11 years older than you. If it's another classmate, I might have to advise him to abstain."

Song Ke laughed and said:

"To be honest, senior sister, you are so beautiful, I can't help but want to abstain."

"but!"

He changed the topic, grinned at the corner of his mouth, showing an exaggerated smile:
"I need the championship reward for this competition."

"I'm short of money!"

(End of this chapter)