Xia Yang didn't refuse when he heard the dean's words, he came directly to the dean's side, and the dean explained softly with a smile at this time: "Which ball you fancy, just touch it with your hand."

"The white ones are the numbered balls for the first-grade individual competition, and the pink ones are the numbered balls for the first-grade team competition. When you go to the competition later, the color of the ring matches the color of the numbered balls, so don't worry about it later." Don't go wrong."

Xia Yang didn't think too much, and casually touched a white ball with his hand.

After being touched by Xia Yang, the small white light ball quickly condensed into a solid body and flew into Xia Yang's hand. Xia Yang looked down, and there was a "one" clearly written on it.

This scene made Xia Yang look weird, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm number one, right?"

The dean and Zhang Qing next to him both nodded helplessly, which made Xia Yang feel a little dizzy and understood that if he was number one, he would be the first to go to the individual competition.

Seeing how lucky he was, Xia Yang also gave up the idea of ​​continuing to draw lots, and turned to look at Leng Yan and the others.

"You guys come to draw the team competition."

I don't want to draw it casually by myself. If I get a bad position, it will be troublesome if it coincides with his individual competition.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay and finally stood up Leng Yan.

She came to Xia Yang and touched a pink ball with her hand.

The ball flew up and landed in Leng Yan's hands, with 1-360 clearly written on it.

Xia Yang looked at the number and asked curiously, "What does this mean?"

He did know that it was number 360, but he didn't quite understand the 1 in front of it.

This is the dean explaining softly beside him: "You keep the numbered ball in your hand. The number of this numbered ball will be automatically updated every time the team competition ends, which means that the number of the team competition is not fixed, 1-360 The number means that this team competition will have one person to fight, and the number to fight is No. 360."

Hearing this, Xia Yang scratched his head in confusion.

"There is only one person to fight in the team competition, so is that still called a team competition?"

Although he doesn't know much about team competitions, no matter how one person is, it's impossible to be a team competition.

The dean shrugged helplessly.

"This is the rule of the top ten colleges, and there is nothing we can do about it."

After finishing speaking, the dean left directly, and Zhang Qing was beside him. He knew that there was nothing to worry about here.

Xia Yang and the two sat on their seats, when a voice rang out from all around.

"The drawing of numbers has basically been completed at this time, because these venues are limited, so this individual competition and team competition will be held at the same time for the top 100 numbers, and numbers 1 and 2 will compete, and so on."

"Please get ready, we will officially start the competition in 10 minutes."

After listening for 10 minutes, Zhang Qing's expression became serious.

He glanced at Xia Yang at the side and said quickly: "Because of Xia Yang's special situation, he is going to participate in both the individual competition and the team competition, so he can't hide his fighting style too much, so I suggest that after participating in the individual competition Xia Yang will go to participate in the team competition, as for the others, stay put and try to keep their abilities from being exposed."

"Anyway, as long as the team competition is won, all participants in the team competition will have points, and everyone will not lose money. What do you think?"

The others looked at each other and they didn't have any objections. After all, they were not sure that they could beat each other 100% in the team competition alone. The team competition alone was no different from the individual competition.

And if they lost, their match might end from now on. Now that Zhang Qing offered to let Xia Yang go, they naturally wouldn't object.

"Xia Yang, what do you think?"

"If you feel that this is a bit tiring, we can choose other people to participate in the team competition."

Zhang Qing knew that Xia Yang needed the least energy to participate in the competition, because the beast in Xia Yang's hand was strong enough, and it didn't take much energy to use it to fight.

If other people are allowed to participate, he is a little worried that other people's strength will not be able to support it, and if too much energy is consumed, it will be difficult to replenish it in a while.

Xia Yang nodded with a smile on his face.

"Of course, I don't care as long as the time does not conflict."

Hearing that Xia Yang agreed, Zhang Qing was slightly relieved.

The reason why he chose to do this was because he was worried that other people might lose if he couldn't hold on, and he wanted Xia Yang to expose his strength in front of more people.

"That way I feel more at ease."

"Others, don't relax your vigilance. The people who can come here are the top batch of advanced supernatural academies in various cities. Take a look at their fighting styles and compare yourself. How big is the gap between yourself and the opponent. "

"And under normal circumstances, the opponents you meet from the first grade to the sixth grade are still the same group of people, and even after you reach the top ten academies, they may still be your competitors, so for you, knowing more is right. You have more benefits."

The others nodded with serious expressions, sincere and obedient.

Xia Cong, who was on the side, saw the appearance of these students, and there was a trace of envy in his eyes. He muttered in a low voice: "The students here are better, they are so obedient, unlike the students over there, I say ten words and they don't listen. There are still nine and a half sentences against me."

"I said let them stay and watch their possible opponents, but they didn't like it at all, and said it was a waste of time. It really pissed me off."

Xia Cong complained in a low voice, and Zhang Qing comforted in a low voice with helplessness in his eyes when he heard the complaint: "You don't need to look at the students there, don't they always rank in the front every time?"

"They have more time to rest, and I am more envious. Normally, the preliminaries should be played for 2 to 3 days, and they have 2 to 3 more days of rest."

"You can also save 2 to 3 days of worrying, how good this is."

After listening to Zhang Qing's words, Xia Cong scratched his head and smiled.

"It's not bad to hear you say that..."

At this time, there was already a voice telling the contestants to go to their own arena. Xia Yang stood up and stretched without saying anything, and walked directly towards that side.

People looked at Xia Yang with some anticipation and some worry, but Xia Cong's eyes were shining brightly, and there was a trace of anticipation deep in his eyes.

One of the main purposes of his stay was to see what kind of means Xia Yang had.

After all, he could see that both the dean and Zhang Qing were very kind to Xia Yang, Xia Yang would never be like this if he was smart and Bai Xia Yang had nothing special in him.

In Xia Cong's eyes, it was a miracle for Xia Cong to be able to have such a status as a beast master, and dare to participate in the individual and team competitions at the same time.

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