Ranking 27th, Yu Jingwen closed his eyes and picked up a ball: "I drew No. 13."

The opponent in the same group is Zeng Jieyun.

Xue Jieyu, who ranked 28th, said with the number ball, "I drew No. 7."

So Chen Zhengping came out and stood with Xue Jieyu. They were the opponents of the match.

Fu Jiaxu, who ranks 29th, takes a deep breath and takes out the number ball.

Seeing the number, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I drew the number 9."

The opponent is Zhang Changgeng, who ranks 25th.

Fu Jiaxu 29, Zhang Changgeng 25, the difference between the two is four, the gap between each other's strength is not big, almost between Bo Zhonggeng.

It depends on the game, who plays better.

Fu Jiaxu felt that he had good luck, at least at the beginning.

Before him, those who were selected were all top ranked, and there was really no hope of winning.

As a result, those players are now showing a dead low pressure.

I think this game is the last one.

There's no fighting spirit left.

Fu Jiaxu, at least, has the strength of the first World War.

Next, it's Ding Ruyun.

Ding Ruyun took a deep breath and prayed in his heart, hoping to draw a weak one.

She couldn't help but cast her eyes on Yang Guangyi and Dai Kaixun, the 23 and 24 winners.

Even if you can't get them, you can get more than 20!

Ding Ruyun is now very envious of Fu Jiaxu's good luck.

However, Ding Ruyun's eyes are too obvious.

Yang Guangyi and Dai Kaixun immediately saw Ding Ruyun's meaning.

Yang Guangyi snorted angrily: "we really think we are soft persimmons. What's the matter?"

Dai Kaixun also said: "she imitated Ye Fei's cooking in the last game. She was lucky to be promoted. Even though we're at such a low level, we still want to treat us as soft persimmons? "

Yang Guangyi sneered: "I think it's better for her to get the same PK as ye Fei!"

"I think she is so hostile to Ye Fei, but her strength is not as good. Just let Ye Fei PK her down, and she will be angry. " Yang Guangyi said.

"Yes." Dai Kaixun also sneered, "the same is PK down, be ye Fei PK down, she designated more depressed!"

Two people coldly look at, they pour want to see, Ding Ruyun in the end can achieve of draw so-called weak.

In the last game, Ding Ruyun, who was the bottom of the line, even dared to treat them as soft persimmons.

It's really irritating to think about it.

Ding Ruyun goes to the number box.

She took a deep breath and reached into the box.

There are not many balls left at this time.

There are 11 left.

Ding Ruyun's hand stirred a few times in the box, touched several balls, and gave up because of the psychological effect.

Finally, I got one. My intuition should be good, so I grabbed it.

Ding Ruyun took a deep breath again, ready to turn the side with the number.

It turned out to be No. 6!

Do you want such a coincidence!

It's a narrow road!

She has a PK with Ye Fei!

Seeing that Ding Ruyun didn't speak, his face suddenly changed.

Yang Guangyi knew that Ding Ruyun was not a good number.

Yang Guangyi gloated and asked: "Ding Ruyun, what number did you draw? Why don't you say it all the time? "

Ding Ruyun was so surprised that he didn't know how to react. Who did he draw?