take father as heaven

Murong Yan got up early in the morning and saw Sieg standing in the yard, directing a few guys to move things to the next room.

Seeger had vacated the room next door a few days ago, and then moved in to squeeze in with him. At that time, Murong Yan didn't understand his intentions, but the house was not his, so naturally he couldn't say much.

Seeing Sig calling for someone to move several equipment to the next door, I realized that he had made up his mind from the beginning.

After everyone had left, Murong Yan went to the next room to have a look. The room was originally quite spacious, probably because they had very few things. There was only one bed and one table in the room, which made the room seem particularly spacious.

Now that there are several equipments, it seems a lot crowded.

Seeger stood behind him, looking at the room with him. "How about it?"

Murong Yan is not a person who doesn't know good and bad. As far as their current situation is concerned, having these equipment is already the best condition. After all, this is a demon realm, so naturally it can't be compared with the Federation. Even their economic conditions are not good enough. .

"Where did you get so much money?"

The only thing Murong Yan is curious about now is this, even though all the money is in the hands of Sig.

But Murong Yan still has a clue in his heart. The money card he brought from Murong Chen contained 600 star coins, and [-] coins were swiped out. The cash he robbed yesterday was only more than [-]. The money cards are not clear. , but presumably there will not be many, these big guys can't be won without tens of thousands.

"I sold the rematch card."

In one sentence, it explained all Murong Yan's doubts in a simple and clear way.

It's not that Murong Yan was reluctant to part with that brand, after all, the previous cards were also brought by Sig, but the rematch card is a rare item after all, and it feels very good to hold it in his hand.

"Intensify physical training these two days."

Murong Yan didn't need him to urge him, he jumped on the equipment and started training.

Seeger looked at it for a while, then turned and left.

When Sig came back at noon, he brought back another card for Murong Yan, but it was not a rematch card, but a simple preliminary card, and told him. "The game starts at noon the day after tomorrow."

On the last day before the game, Seeger moved back an optical computer and put it in their room.

Murong Yan didn't play Xiaobai this time, he had read the rules of the game.I understand that all the contestants in the preliminary round are randomly drawn by the system. You only need to take your own brand number, find your own number and the time of the battle number on the optical computer, and arrive at the venue at the specified time to participate.

Looking at the number plate in his hand, Murong Yan silently memorized the number, intending to memorize it.

Before he knew it by heart, Sig had already started to search manually, and the input was smoothly entered into the optical brain. As soon as the screen was refreshed, Murong Yan's list of ten preliminary rounds was listed, including the opponent's number and the time of the match.

"Did you choose this number?"

Sig shook his head.

Murong Yan lowered his head and looked at the number plate again, at least it was eight digits, he hadn't memorized it yet.

"I took it with me."

"Can you recite it to me?"

Sig gave him a blank look, expressionless. "12268949."

Murong Yan checked it, it was true, this guy is quite sensitive to numbers.

"Memorize my opponent's number." This is obviously finding fault.

Seeger rolled his eyes at him again, "Is there anything to remember about the defeated generals?"

"..."

Although he didn't want to admit it, after hearing this, Murong Yan felt quite refreshed. What did this prove? It proved that Seeger had high expectations for him, and that Seeger recognized his strength.

Before he could have more fun, Sig said again.

"If you don't make it to the top three, you will be expelled from the school."

"..."

Expelled from the division? !This guy really regards himself as a great master.

But Murong Yan didn't dare to say this to Sig. It wouldn't be worth it if he was beaten up later. His current strength is still far inferior to Sig.

On the first day of the competition, Murong Yan followed Sieg into the largest arena in Disha. Contrary to his imagination, the hall in the middle of the venue was for the semi-finals. It looked luxuriously decorated, and there were many seats beside it to accommodate A few thousand people is not a problem.

"The preliminary round is underground."

Sig tugged at Murong Yan, who was fascinated, and led him down a side passage to the ground.

It was only now that Murong Yan could see clearly that this underground place was a completely different place. It was scattered into many small venues, and there were not many people. There were only a few people standing here and there. It was a bit different from what Murong Yan imagined. It was too much. deserted.

Sig walked straight with Murong Yan, passed through the first few venues, until he reached the one inside, and then glanced at the sign above, which read 12268949VS17783674.

Cough cough, Murong Yan glanced at it and was speechless, um... If someone wants to cheer him up or something, would they just yell "12268949 kill him! 12268949 come on!" Thinking about it, I feel very cold.

Seeger didn't know what he was thinking, so he pushed him, "It's almost time, go in and get ready."

Murong Yan took out the token, showed it to a device at the door, and then the door opened. As soon as Murong Yan walked in, the door was closed, and the inside was a space for sealing pens, and the inside could not be seen from the outside.

There are no referees inside, only a few live broadcast instruments are in operation.After Murong Yan went in, he found that he was in a fairly spacious room with sufficient lighting, but there was no one on the opposite side.

He moved his hands and feet casually, probably as a warm-up before the game. There was a display board in the corner of the room, which was counting down, and there was one minute to start the game, but the opponent hadn't appeared yet.

The rules of the preliminary competition are very simple, each game has a time limit, usually half an hour.

If two people can't tell the winner, half an hour later, both of them will be teased for the right to compete.There was no such thing as a tie in the whole game, either winning or losing.

Murong Yan patiently waited and waited, the game time finally came, but unfortunately the opponent still didn't come.Murong Yan could only wait patiently, unless the opponent hadn't arrived ten minutes into the game, then he would automatically forfeit the game.

Most people would definitely want the opponent to abstain directly, but Murong Yan was anxiously waiting for the opponent to come quickly. This was the first official match, and he was still looking forward to showing his skills.

It's a pity that the other party still didn't come until nine minutes later, Murong Yan sat down against the wall helplessly.

Leaning against the wall and waiting for the final countdown, when there were eight seconds left, there was a sudden flicker on the opposite side, and then a person came in, Murong Yan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately elated.

The other party looked a little out of breath, he should have come running, and he could even be heard complaining over there.

"Damn! This game is dead! Who remembers the broken number!"

"The venue of the competition is wicked enough, it's actually underground, I'll wipe it!"

"Fortunately, I caught up!"

……

Murong Yan listened to his complaints, from impatient to empathetic, even a little sympathetic.

I couldn't help but agree, "That's right, I also suffered a lot from this competition."

Hearing his words, the other party couldn't help looking up, Murong Yan met his opponent face to face for the first time, both of them were a little stunned, and at the same time felt that the other party had a kind face.

But in the end, the other party recognized Murong Yan first. "you you you……"

"?" Murong Yan looked at the other party's trembling fingers, pointing at himself and said three you in succession, a little bewildered.

"Young master! You are here!"

Well? !Murong Yan was taken aback again.

"You make it easy for us to find!" After finishing speaking, he continued, "My lord has already left, and we are all left here just to find you. Fortunately, you are fine, otherwise we will all have to be buried with you."

"..." Murong Yan recognized the other party only now.

No wonder he found this guy familiar, this guy was clearly in the bayonet unit.

The relationship with him can only be considered average, but when we were in the jungle, we often mingled together, so we were familiar with each other. This guy was in charge of investigation. He didn't know his name, but he remembered that his code name was Weasel.

"Weasel?"

"Oh, yes yes yes."

"Why did you come to the competition?"

The other party suddenly became cautious, glanced at the cameras around, and signaled Murong Yan with his eyes that now is not the time for small talk.

Murong Yan also put away his thought of admitting his relatives, and cupped his hands to signal to him.

"let's start."

The weasel also cupped his hands, "Please! Do you need water?"

Murong Yan was so angry that he almost vomited blood, bah!These guys really looked down on him, dared to ask such a question, Murong Yan directly punched him without hesitation, and told the other party his plan directly with actions.

He not only represented himself now, but also represented Seager, how could he lose!