System: I help the home host meet Genshin Impact friends

After Ji Xiaoying checked the information in the competition event notification group in detail (the old man looked at his cell phone on the subway.jpg), he confirmed that today is the duo competition!

Mandrill never joins these groups. His current Green Bubble only has two contacts, Ji Xiaoying and Zhong Li, a clean group.

Ji Xiaoying really didn't expect that a small school-level competition could be held for three days in a row. The school sports meeting didn't last that long, right?

But this has nothing to do with her. Ji Xiaoying only knows that after today, her mission will be completed!

Then, 5% of the mission progress will be obtained!

The current mission progress is pitifully low.

＜Yaksha ridden with karma＞＜2＞

Mission progress: 0.57%

If you don’t want to go to school, completing branch lines and exams is the only way out!

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, two, two, three, four..."

Ji Xiaoying was doing warm-up exercises on the field, shouting the rhythm to herself.

Mandrill stood unmoved, as if Ji Xiaoying's strange movements had no effect on him at all.

Today is the last day of the competition. The top four teams in the double competition will decide the first place today.

If you are lucky, you will have to play two games. If you are unlucky, you can pack up and leave after one game.

After Ji Xiaoying finished her warm-up exercises, she found that the atmosphere in the competition venue was very strange. Well... how should I put it, it felt very depressing.

Not only the players' seats, but also the audience's emotions were not very high.

Needless to say, the players' seats were all trembling in their seats, especially the team number 13. They had a bye to enter the semi-finals. No matter which team they met, the situation was very difficult.

The number 13 group originally planned to come here to have fun, but they never thought that their character would explode and they would directly enter the semi-finals by a bye. Now, they are just a team of little sheep in the semi-finals, and the surrounding wolves are waiting for opportunities.

The other two teams were praying silently, praying that they would be facing the combination of number thirteen.

Because facing the '16-meter-high killing god', they really couldn't afford to resist at all.

The runner-up sounds better than the semi-finalists.

The auditorium is...

"where is the guy?"

"I didn't look at it."

"No, there are only a few people on the field. How can we still find no one?"

"Forget it, we ran out of time yesterday, but we haven't seen you today?"

"..."

Very good, the Cognitive Cloak is still working steadily.

After the contestants finished warming up, the competition team began to announce the results of the draw.

Fortunately, the number thirteen that the other two teams coveted matched with the number seven, "Next Group Please".

Number thirteen: "..."

The other two teams: "..."

I screamed in my heart: Shady story! There is a shady story!

The auditorium became lively.

"'Please invite the next team'! I remember this name, this is the team of 'The 1.6-meter Killer God'!"

"In other words, that boy is the '16-meter-high Killer God'!"

"Strange, why didn't you see it just now?"

Players from both sides enter.

Ji Xiaoying and Mandrill were also ready.

As a result, the opponent ran to the referee and after talking for a long time, the referee announced: "The combination of number 13 surrendered, and the 'next group please' won and entered the finals!"

Ji Xiaoying and Mandrill stood still: "..."

The audience waiting to watch the show: "..."

Geneva, get your money back!

Ji Xiaoying: Okay, I have to run back and sit in my seat again.

But surrendering would be too...'wise'.

There was farce as an embellishment. After the cold start, the other two teams were undoubtedly "fighting" together. Now they would not hold back anymore. They used all kinds of tricks to keep the bottom of the box, and the audience couldn't help but cheer.

"Wonderful!"

"It's much better than surrendering without a fight."

"Very powerful ah."

"It's not as powerful as the 'One Meter Six God of Killing'. You didn't see the performance of the 'God of Killing' that day! He really showed no mercy at all!"

"Hearing what you say makes me more and more curious."

"It's okay, it's almost the finals."

After a fierce competition, the number three combination won the game and got a chance to decide against the 'next group please'.

What’s interesting is that no matter the losing team or the winning team, there is not much happy emotion on their faces, as if they have eaten bitter gourd.

After the game, the referee announced a twenty-minute intermission to wait for the players from the previous game to recover.

The boy in the number three group went to the restroom. When he came back, he was completely silent and had a normal expression on his face. The girls in the same group almost mistook him for someone else.

However, the girl thought about her next opponent, and it seemed normal to have such an abnormal behavior.

The two of them did not communicate and rested quietly.

Unlike the quiet atmosphere over the number three group, Ji Xiaoying's side was quite relaxed.

Mandrill and Ji Xiaoying kept talking. Suddenly, Mandrill noticed something and looked up at the number three combination.

He sensed a familiar aura and elemental power on the boy opposite him.

The boy seemed to have noticed Mandrill's gaze, turned his head to meet Mandrill's eyes, and smiled softly at Mandrill.

Mandrill pursed his lips, his body tensed, and he had a suspicion in his mind.

Seeing Mandrill's nervous state, Ji Xiaoying asked puzzledly: " Mandrill, what's wrong?"

Why did he suddenly become nervous? The opponent's strength was not weak, but it wasn't strong enough for Mandrill to take it seriously, right?

Mandrill shook his head: "No, it's nothing."

He understood what the other party meant.

Ji Xiaoying's black question mark: "?"

Twenty minutes passed quickly, and the audience burst into unprecedented enthusiasm.

"'Killing God', 'Killing God'!"

"Let's start the finals quickly! I can't wait!"

"Xiaoying and Zhu are sure to win the first prize, right?" came the flag.

"..."

On the competition field, the players from both sides stood still, Mandrill took a good posture, and looked at each other solemnly, but the other side behaved quite indifferently, which was completely different from before.

As the referee's whistle fell, the third number combination took the lead in serving.

The boy's movements were calm and he served the ball in a regular manner.

Ji Xiaoying quickly ran over to catch the ball and successfully knocked the badminton back, but it was a bad catch and gave the opponent a chance to smash.

The audience couldn't bear to say: "Send the ball."

Sure enough, the boys did not ignore this opportunity, and rushed to the landing point in advance, took off, swung the racket, and smashed!

The action is completed in one go!

"Pang!"

The badminton was dunked and hit the backcourt with great force.

Mandrill was a step too late and had no time to defend against the ball.

The referee took a look and blew the whistle. The ball was inside the line. The combination of numbers three scored the first point of the game!

The audience in the auditorium saw it with excitement!

"Good shot! What a smash!"

"This smash is quite good!"

"No, this ball is above the level."

"Wait a minute, isn't the 'God of Death' on the opposite side? Why is the other team becoming more aggressive?"

"You don't care, just enjoy watching it, isn't it?"

"Makes sense."

Ji Xiaoying has not yet recovered from the shock, her mind is buzzing: "..."

Why did she see a trace of an acquaintance in the other boy's body?

And this unreasonable swing of the racket is exactly the same as the mandrill.