Quadruple split

In the next few minutes, Yuchen and Luna said nothing.

Because she was accidentally questioned about the fact that she forgot to eat breakfast, Luna was eating under Yuchen's strict supervision. Thanks to the sufficient funds of this [War League], the quality of the self-service snacks in the player preparation area is quite good, regardless of Both the nutrition and the taste were very good. Yu Chen, who had obviously already eaten breakfast (although he didn't feel full), tasted some of it.

By the way, Fiyali seemed to have packed some food, and there was at least enough food for two tables. However, she did it very secretly. No one except Yu Chen seemed to notice the girl and walked away. Desserts for thirty people.

All in all, after Luna finished chatting with Yu Chen about the 'consultant', she stopped talking and continued to eat. One thing to say, this girl looks very cute when eating, plus her cute face and With an ethereal temperament, the number of male contestants who came here to get food suddenly increased.

But Luna obviously didn't notice this. In fact, she was eating very attentively and was already taking the third apple as the after-dinner fruit.

Yuchen, on the other hand, looked at Mo Tan in ecstasy, and received a friendly smile from Lamorlock. He shivered for no reason and immediately looked away.

…

Finally, after ten long minutes, Dean Richard Ducasse finally ended his speech and said that the lottery ceremony would begin immediately.

In this way, the relieved players (even the audience breathed a sigh of relief) rushed to the temporary workbench located in the four corners of the preparation area, and consciously lined up to start drawing lots.

Similar to the draw for the mixed martial arts competition, it is a very simple numbered duel, No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 4, until No. 249 vs. No. 250. The order is also directly based on the number. easy to understand.

That is to say, when there are thirty new sand tables, the players who drew numbers 1-60 will be the first to enter. Whenever a group decides the winner, two more people will enter, starting from numbers 61 and 62. Until the first round of competition is completely over.

It has to be said that compared to the real-life fights of mixed martial arts competitions, the main game of the Fire League is indeed much more efficient. That's why it used to happen that the first day of the main game would go directly to the top 16 and end immediately on the second day. The situation of the game.

But these have nothing to do with Mo Tan. As a seeded player, he will not play until he reaches 32 or 16, and because his opponent must also be a seeded player who skipped the main game, there is no chance of hitting him right from the start. In Lamorlock's case, this really made him relieved.

"Then, I'll go draw lots first."

Lamorlock smiled, then raised his chin in the direction of Yuchen and Luna: "Your friend just wanted to come over, and it seems that he is a little worried about me, so I will move to another place after drawing the lot. "

Mo Tan nodded, smiled at Lamoloch and said, "Good luck, Priest Lamoloch."

"Thank you, Pastor Heifan."

Lamorlock smiled briskly, then shook hands with Mo Tan and left briskly.

Sure enough, less than five minutes after Lamorlock left, Yuchen came over with Luna, who was now full and wanted to sleep, then turned to look at the direction Lamorlock left, and timidly walked towards Mo Tan asked: "Is that person coming back?"

"Not coming back."

Mo Tan smiled and motioned for Yu Chen to sit next to him. He shook his head and said, "He just said that being here might make you worried, so he will change seats after drawing lots."

"What a considerate person."

Yu Chen sat down next to Mo Tan with a 'Hey' sound, and then pulled the swaying Luna to sit down as well, muttering in a low voice: "Although I was a little afraid of him before..."

"Afraid of him?"

Mo Tan gave a bitter smile, leaned back in his chair and sighed: "That's a coincidence, I'm a little afraid of him too."

"Eh!?"

Yuchen's eyes widened in surprise, and he said in surprise: "But I see you guys are having a great time chatting."

Mo Tan scratched his hair in distress and shrugged: "How should I put it? Although that guy is a very interesting person, and he is very good at reading the atmosphere, and he feels very friendly, but... I still thought he was mine. As for my subjective opinion, in short, I find it difficult to like him."

Yuchen burst out laughing: "It would be weird if you fell in love with him!"

"ha?"

Mo Tan was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said with a livid face: "I'm not talking about the kind of 'like'! What I mean is that it's difficult for me to make friends with him!"

"It's just a joke."

Yuchen stuck out his tongue playfully, and while looking at the contestants queuing up to draw lots not far away, he asked with a smile: "So, Hei Fan, what do you mean by the subjective thoughts you just mentioned?"

"Um……"

Mo Tan looked at Yu Chen's side face in fascination. It took him a while to react. He coughed lightly and said, "That person and I have met several times before at the judging panel of the fighting competition. His name is It’s…Lamorlock, a delegation from the Southwest Continent’s Dreamland Theocracy, and the priest is the officiant.”

"Hey, that's right."

Yuchen blinked, and then suddenly a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Ah! Priest Lamorlock whom I taught in the dreamland! Sister Xia Lian mentioned it to me when she praised you before. I remember that he seemed to be..."

"The man who slaughtered an entire county of the Griffin Dynasty half a year ago."

Mo Tan sighed softly and said faintly: "A man who was previously unknown, but suddenly received the oracle from the God of Dreams, and once took charge of the general command of the southern part of the Dream Kingdom."

Yuchen didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

Although she is a good girl who can spot the bright spots no matter who the other person is and is always willing to think the best of others, it is difficult for her to find any excuse for the cruel behavior Lamorlock has committed before. Although Mo Tan can The strategic point of view gave Yu Chen an excuse, telling her that the man's behavior did not seem to be murderous, but was so effective that it was almost cruel, but she had no such interest.

Because he knew very well that even in the current peaceful atmosphere, the man named Lamorlock did not feel uneasy at all about the blood on his hands. In fact, he even felt so at ease that it was outrageous.

It stands to reason that every excellent commander has two sides to his body, one inside the war and one outside the war. Even Mo Tan will become sentimental after leaving the sand table.

The same goes for Barty Arthur. You must know that during the team competition finals, he did not show any mercy to Liadrin or Scarlett because they were beautiful girls. He even squeezed Mu Xuejian to the limit, and after the game , this person’s style of painting is quite embarrassing compared to what everyone has seen, to be honest.

But Lamorlock is different. No matter from which angle you look at it, that man is very much the same on the outside!

And this 'appearance and appearance are the same' is the source of Mo Tan's fear.

"Well, what a good excuse~"

After a brief silence, Yu Chen suddenly smiled and said softly to the puzzled Mo Tan: "Since Mo Tan doesn't want to make friends with him, then I don't want to have too much contact with that Priest Lamoroch." ."

The puzzlement on Mo Tan's face became even thicker, and he reacted for a while before asking: "Is it...an excuse?"

"Yeah, it's an excuse."

Yuchen nodded vigorously, and then showed a sweet smile: "Because it's really hard to hate someone."

"It's not difficult at all."

At this time, Luna, who was sitting next to Yuchen and looked drowsy, suddenly muttered: "For example, Hei Fan always wants me to sleep and waste time, which is very annoying."

Mo Tan: "..."

Yu Chen: "Pfft~"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

…

Ten minutes later, the drawing of all contestants was completed, and during this process, Fiyali, Elisa and Blake also came here one after another, intending to watch the game with Mo Tan and pay attention to those who deserve vigilance. The opponents, Tom the Ascetic and Archbishop Sprada did not come over, as if they wanted to leave as much space to the young people as possible.

Luna was also briefly introduced to everyone by Mo Tan and Yu Chen. As friends, Fiyali and Elisa seemed to like this girl who looked a little out of line.

As for the Holy Son of the Sun, who had met Luna once before, he came forward to say hello cordially: "I'm glad to see you again, Sister Luna Lynch."

Luna: "Who are you?"

Blake: "..."

It is no exaggeration to say that the children were dumbfounded at the time.

Eliza never stopped laughing.

"Luna!"

Yuchen quickly pulled Luna and said in the latter's ear: "It's the Holy Son of Sun Black of the Sun Sect! They made a bottle of holy water for you before, just to help you purify that... Well, That what..."

"The 'withering' and 'hallucinogenic' effects of Uldum's evil mushrooms."

Luna said solemnly, then turned to look at Shota Son with a confused smile: "Uh...Hiroshi Black..."

Her expression was exactly the same as that of Yuchen who just couldn't recall the name of the 'Evil Mushroom of Uldum'.

Eliza laughed even louder.

Feiyali didn't smile, but she had heard Yuchen talk about the two original alchemy products [Glow Powder] and [Death Dust] before, and her eyes were very intense, as if Luna was not a person, but a... mobile money printing press.

All in all, after a lot of trouble, Blake was reintroduced to Luna, and the game officially started at this time. Everyone quickly cheered up and turned their attention to the [Diamond Seventh Generation] broadcast magic crystal that was slowly spinning in mid-air. Screen.

The general controller of the broadcasting system is a beautiful girl with long blue hair who looks energetic. According to the information provided by Fiyali, she seems to be the vice president of the student union of [Danu Military Academy].

All in all, the vice president will select ten sets of games to randomly play based on a series of circumstances such as the popularity of the players, the intensity of the competition, and her own mood, and communicate with the referee responsible for the game through communication magic to assist They perform camera-wise coordination.

At this moment, in the most conspicuous broadcast screen No. 1——

[Tsk, I knew it. 】

Looking at Lamorlock's 1920*1080 resolution face with his friends, Mo Tan sighed in his heart, not feeling the slightest surprise.

There is no need for any extra introduction. Just the introduction [No. 13: Dreamland Theocracy Exchange Group-Lamorlock] at the bottom of the No. 1 broadcast screen is enough to make everyone excited.

"Lamorlock! General Staff of the Dreamland Theocracy Lamorlock!"

"Oh my god! Why didn't I meet him during the auditions?"

"Really!? Is it really that Lamorlock?"

"Oh, he's quite handsome. I thought he had three heads, was eight feet tall, and could eat people!"

"Hey, what's with that disappointed look on your face?"

"This kind of person is not a seeded player?"

"Crazy, crazy!"

The audience was filled with exclamations, complaints and gasps.

The contestants in the main competition who were photographed behind No. 60 all had expressions of "fuck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck", and they all acted uncomfortably.

Barty Arthur, who had drawn the number 75, slumped in his chair with lingering fear. You must know that he had just seen with his own eyes the Lamorlock who had a five-digit number of lives on his hands and the Dawn Sect delegation. Brother was chatting and laughing, but at this moment, except for holding Lai Nan's hand tightly and feeling grateful that he was still alive, his mind seemed to be completely blank.

Qianniao Yao, the vice president of the student union of [Danu Military Academy] as the general director, immediately noticed the uproar, raised the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, and then began to yell at the two referees in charge of the Lamo Locke competition through the communication link. Hu Xiao screamed.

Because of the relatively close distance, Mo Tan could just see a young female referee in the No. 7 battle area nodding her head like a chicken pecking at rice. While saying these things, she clumsily operated the equipment in front of her, and ended up leaning on the table. His little hand suddenly slipped, and his whole body hit the screen in front of him with a bang, causing the No. 1 broadcast screen in mid-air to blur for at least three seconds.

"That little girl is a bit clumsy, but she's very cute."

Eliza folded her long legs gracefully and gave a pertinent comment. Blake, who was held in her arms, struggled while blushing and nodding.

Mo Tan glanced at Yu Chen with a smile: "I always feel like he looks a bit like someone."

"If you don't mean 'cute'."

Yu Chen grabbed Mo Tan's arm and bared his teeth at him as if to demonstrate: "I'll bite you."

Fayali Graham looked like she had seen a ghost, and after a brief delay, she exclaimed: "Damn! Isn't that person the one!? Why did she come out to be the referee!?"

"Who?"

Suddenly, everyone turned their attention to the dumbfounded Saint of Fortune.

"Theresa! Teresa Tarosha! The overall champion of the last [War League], a fourth-year student at [Danu Military Academy]."

Fiyali, who was sitting in the back row, stood up suddenly, pressed the shoulders of Mo Tan, who was sitting in front, and leaned forward desperately to look at the girl in the No. 7 battle area who was bowing and apologizing to her referee partner, her mouth wide open. You can almost swallow an egg directly——

"It turns out she doesn't have this style of painting! I remember this girl was very arrogant four years ago!"

Chapter 1,266: End