Chapter 83 - The Gravity of the Situation and the Attraction of Beautiful Women

Moss noticed Miss Aisha’s troubled expression and was about to say something when Na’er walked over. She pointed to the seat beside Miss Aisha and asked Moss, “May I sit down?”

Moss nodded and continued to flip through the information.

Na’er overheard the conversation between the two just now and noticed that Miss Aisha was in a dilemma. She was aware of Miss Aisha’s care for her beloved student and knew that asking Moss to give up on the individual Player Kill competition was a difficult thing for Miss Aisha to do. But given the circumstances, choosing to give up was a good plan.

After sitting down, Na’er looked at Moss with regret and mixed feelings. She said, “Moss, your draw in the individual Player Kill competition is terrible. You will encounter strong opponents along the way. You couldn’t see their performance in the team Mystic Realm competition, but we could. They are indeed powerful.”

Na’er’s words failed to shake Moss’s determination. She shook her head and continued, “I understand how you feel, Moss. I also understand how every contestant feels while standing on the competition stage, but we also have to pay attention to our methods. You don’t necessarily have to win every battle to obtain absolute victory.”

Moss smiled at Na’er and Miss Aisha and said calmly, “Okay, I will consider this seriously. Thank you for your advice, Miss Aisha and Madam Na’er.”

Moss knew that Na’er and Miss Aisha were only looking out for him. If he got injured in the individual Player Kill competition, he wouldn’t be able to participate in the team Player Kill competition. Moss would be a burden to the other members of his team.

However, Moss knew his strength better than anyone else. Especially after reading the information that Miss Aisha had compiled. He had more confidence and desire to prove himself in the individual Player Kill competition.

Moss wanted to prove to everyone that a Knight could also leave a glorious mark on the stage of such a historic competition.

But Moss wasn’t a rash person. He would also use his matches in the individual Player Kill competition and the information provided by Miss Aisha to observe his opponent’s flaws and win the competition.

Moss wanted to explain these things to Na’er and Miss Aisha, but he thought it would be rash, so he simply kept it to himself.

Seeing that Moss had listened to her, Na’er stood up and patted Moss’s shoulder. She said, “Continue working alongside Miss Aisha. I’ll go and check on the other students.”

Miss Aisha was relieved when she saw this. She nodded and smiled at Moss.

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Two days was nothing for the contestants actively preparing for the competition, but two days was an eternity for the audience who looked forward to the competition.

Two days later, in White Deer Giant Stadium, the stands were full again. The audience created a jubilant atmosphere to express their excitement to the organizing committee, showing that they’ve looked forward to the competition.

Meanwhile, the directors from other schools filled the VIP seats. However, their thoughts were different from two days ago.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Along with the earth-shaking drums, two rows of platforms arose in the middle of the stadium. Each platform had ten-meter tall bronze pillars erected on each corner. The pillars had an unmistakable sense of age.

When the sixteen platforms arose more than one meter, they stopped. Then the sounds of drums faded, and Davis’s magnetic voice sounded, “Good morning, ladies and gentlemen!”

“Another highly anticipated event of the annual school professional competition, the individual Player Kill competition, will begin.”

“In the next few days, one hundred and sixty contestants will have a fierce battle in the sixteen arenas in front of the audience. Arenas one to eight are for Zone A, and arenas nine to sixteen are for Zone B.”

“The individual Player Kill competition will be divided into thirty-two groups with five contestants in each group. The group will compete in a single cycle, winning or losing three points.”

“If one doesn’t knock the other to the ground within thirty minutes, the referee will determine the winner based on the participant’s performance during the competition.”

“Now, let’s warmly welcome the first group of contestants from Zone A1-18 and Zone B1-17-24.”

Davis’s high-pitched voice had yet to fade when the earth-shaking drums beat rhythmically. The audience immediately erupted into thunderous applause.

The audience cheered and chanted to the thirty-two groups about to enter the arena.

The giant screen suddenly lit up as the contestants entered the arena. Each screen was evenly divided into sixteen sections corresponding to the sixteen arenas.

The earth-shaking drums became more intense. With the end of the rapid drum sounds, the annual school professional competition’s individual Player Kill competition finally began.

“Look, Alan and Mill have appeared in the first round,” a student from White Deer High shouted in a high-pitched voice.

The teachers and students in White Deer High’s viewing area shifted their attention to the first and eleventh arenas.

But for the spectators from other schools, the appearance of the beautiful Mill, who wore a fiery red dress, attracted more attention.

There was a member of the Super Whirlwinds among this group. Under Will’s begging, they accompanied him to watch Mill’s match.

“You have good taste, kid. Mill is indeed a peerless beauty!” Deng Lun looked at Will’s infatuated expression and wanted to make fun of him. But when Deng Lun saw the cold and domineering Mill wearing a fiery red dress, he couldn’t help but admire Will’s taste in women.

“Will can’t hear you, Deng Lun. Will is so focused on Mill that he isn’t even blinking. It’s almost like he’s a different person,” White teased.

Tom also joined in the jeering, “Hahaha, you’re right. I’ve never seen Will so serious before.”

The burly Miller stood at the back, not saying a word. He only looked at what happened on the stage as if nothing could make him move.

Meanwhile, Mill had just exchanged a few moves with the Wine Mage from Number Twelve High on stage one. The difference in strength between the two was evident.

Miss Mesha told Mill to hide as much of her strength as possible. But due to the difference in the strength of Mill’s class, her fireballs entirely suppressed her opponent.

Will suddenly jumped and shouted, “Mill’s fireball has already hit the opponent. My Goddess Mill is awesome!”

Will’s shout attracted the attention of the audience below the stage.

Then Mill’s fireball knocked the Wine Mage down, causing the participant to faint. Mill immediately withdrew her fireball as the ten-second countdown ended.

The referee announced Mill’s victory when Davis’s voice sounded, “Mill, from White Deer High, is the first to complete the first round of the competition. Let’s give her a round of applause for her wonderful performance!”

“Wow!”

Continuous applause instantly echoed from every corner of the stands. A moment later, Mill’s name reverberated throughout the entire stadium.

Compared to Mill, Alan’s treatment was far worse. Only the referee called Alan’s name when he won his fight. He felt like he was in a practice match.

This was Alan’s first time on a stage, and it was for the annual school professional competition’s individual Player Kill competition, but he didn’t receive as much attention as he did in school. Alan was disappointed.