The fourth round of the selection competition had no duels between the top five students. Besides Moss, the remaining 16 students were from the top 30/ They had won all their matches.
Therefore, the overall competition was much more exciting than the third round. Only four matches occurred in the second round. The first four matches were over, so Noel, Charlie, Dennis, and Darren, made it to the fifth round.
Finley 003 and Nat 004 were the two most watched matches among the four ongoing matches, especially Nat’s.
Nat’s fans were the most active members of the audience. Some held banners, some held flags, and some waved glow sticks. Of course, Armand had come prepared as Nat’s fans almost surpassed the cheerleaders below the stage.
“Nat is not an ordinary Warlock!” Moss muttered as he watched her match with great interest.
At that moment, Nat was utterly different from the one who met Moss. She fought like a man, or more accurately, fiercely. She did not defend much, and her sharp magic overwhelmed her opponent.
“Those scales on her arms look like dragon scales,” Moss’s heart shook when he saw Nat’s faintly discernible scales, “It seems Nat has likely awakened the rare Dragon Bloodline Warlock.”
“It’s no wonder she ranked seventh in the national college entrance exam,” Moss could not help but admire her, “Are there dragons in this world?”
Moss suddenly thought of something, and the corners of his lips curled upward. He had guessed correctly. Nat was a Dragon Bloodline Warlock.
She did not use much strength in the previous rounds and quickly won her match, but she was fighting against Drew 009. Her aggressive fighting style would cause her dragon scales to feel threats and flash from time to time to protect Nat.
Logically speaking, Ned’s dragon scale armor was still in the early stages, and the scales were similar to a Python’s. Most would not think of the Dragon Bloodline Warlock, even if they saw it.
However, Moss’s judgment was not because of his perfect eyesight. In his past life, he had read relevant books and knew some warlocks would inherit the dragon race’s bloodline.
Compared to the bustling crowd, the stage seemed slightly inferior, but when the professors watched Nat’s match, the Great Five, Academician Brian, and Monte seemed abnormally excited.
“President Monte, the freshmen this year are not bad!” Academician Brian stroked his white beard, and his eyes revealed a look of joy. He praised, “Nat’s profession is rare!”
Monte nodded and smiled kindly, “Nat, Finley, 007, and 011 are all excellent students! It seems we can send five first-year students this year to defend the title.”
“Don’t be too optimistic. Shanghai Institute and Shuimu will send three first-year students, while Oriental will send two. That’s because of the rules,” Brian reminded.
Then he smiled, “Still, I support your decision. After all, this is just a competition. It’s more important for more young people to get training.”
Bolton, beside Monte, asked smilingly, “President Monte, do you think Moss will lose?”
Monte smiled but did not say anything.
Brian raised his white eyebrows, “So what if he loses? Luck is also a crucial factor in the competition. If that’s the case, Moss is just lucky. He won’t be wrong in the future with his luck,” he laughed out loud.
…
With Eli’s, or 011’s, victory, the announcement sounded for the eight matches results in the fourth round. They were the eight students Monte had just mentioned.
At that moment, the audience in Long Sheng’s field became excited, pushing the atmosphere to an unprecedented height.
“It’s finally coming! I can’t wait!”
“If we draw Moss, I’ll do a headstand with shampoo on my head.”
“What’s so great about that? Hurry up and draw Moss. I want to see what happens next!”
“Yeah, how will the school explain that? Moss skipped three rounds and joined the reserve team. That has never happened in Kyoto!”
…
Everyone was in a heated discussion when Sofia’s sweet voice sounded again, “That guy in red in the second row. When the screen scrolls, I want you to say, ‘stop!'”
The guy in red looked at Sofia and nodded enthusiastically. He counted inwardly when the big screen started scrolling. When he counted to 20, he suddenly opened his eyes and yelled, “Stop!”
A cute female student appeared on the screen, and the crowd erupted into thunderous applause and surging cheers.
The female student realized she had been chosen, so she immediately used her skills to fly toward the stage.
Before Sofia could ask her anything, the female student said into the microphone, “The fifth number I draw will be the contestant who will get nominated! Yay!”
After making the rules clear, the audience burst into an uproar.
“Is this predestined fate?!”
“005 can’t be the fifth person, right?”
“Although 005’s entry does not convince me, I still want to see the magnificent feat of three empty rounds!”
…
A sharp-eyed student in the stands suddenly shouted, “Look, it’s starting to draw!”
Everyone instantly focused on the cute female student’s hand.
“004!” Enthusiastic cheers sounded again when she drew Nat’s number. They drew 007, 008, and 001 one after another.
Whenever they drew someone else’s number besides Moss’s, the crowd yelled louder and louder. The students cheered and chanted when they finally drew Moss’s number.
“005, 005, 005!” The audience started chanting Moss’s number in unison as their voices reverberated throughout the field.
Seeing the lively atmosphere, the cute female student did not want to keep everyone in suspense. She resolutely reached into the box and removed another number.
Then she paused, let out a sigh of relief, and unfolded the paper.
Morales was the first to see the number, so he shouted excitedly, “005! It’s 005, after all!” He could not help but let a tear roll down his cheeks.
“Oh!” The audience cheered when they saw Moss’s number appear on the big screen. It was as if their favorite basketball team had won.
Moss was still sitting in the waiting area. He was satisfied when he saw his number. From an audience member’s perspective, he watched everything happening before him as if nothing had happened.
He enjoyed that feeling because he did not have to make a move but could still observe every contestant from an audience member’s perspective. He thought he would get shortlisted, but he did not expect it to happen this way.
Brian witnessed the unreal scene and raised his eyebrows, muttering, “Hahaha. This Moss kid is very fortunate.”
“Even when luck comes, we can’t stop it sometimes,” Monte could not help but sigh.
Burton deliberately asked, “Should we let Moss join the team just like that, President Monte?”
“Of course! This is what the Heavens have arranged!” Monte smiled and turned to face Brian. “If there are any objections later, it’ll be up to you, the main judge.”
“Okay, I knew you didn’t have a good reason to call me here,” Brian rolled his eyes at Monte and smiled, “You owe me a favor.”
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The fourth round of the selection competition had no duels between the top five students. Besides Moss, the remaining 16 students were from the top 30/ They had won all their matches.
Therefore, the overall competition was much more exciting than the third round. Only four matches occurred in the second round. The first four matches were over, so Noel, Charlie, Dennis, and Darren, made it to the fifth round.
Finley 003 and Nat 004 were the two most watched matches among the four ongoing matches, especially Nat’s.
Nat’s fans were the most active members of the audience. Some held banners, some held flags, and some waved glow sticks. Of course, Armand had come prepared as Nat’s fans almost surpassed the cheerleaders below the stage.
“Nat is not an ordinary Warlock!” Moss muttered as he watched her match with great interest.
At that moment, Nat was utterly different from the one who met Moss. She fought like a man, or more accurately, fiercely. She did not defend much, and her sharp magic overwhelmed her opponent.
“Those scales on her arms look like dragon scales,” Moss’s heart shook when he saw Nat’s faintly discernible scales, “It seems Nat has likely awakened the rare Dragon Bloodline Warlock.”
“It’s no wonder she ranked seventh in the national college entrance exam,” Moss could not help but admire her, “Are there dragons in this world?”
Moss suddenly thought of something, and the corners of his lips curled upward. He had guessed correctly. Nat was a Dragon Bloodline Warlock.
She did not use much strength in the previous rounds and quickly won her match, but she was fighting against Drew 009. Her aggressive fighting style would cause her dragon scales to feel threats and flash from time to time to protect Nat.
Logically speaking, Ned’s dragon scale armor was still in the early stages, and the scales were similar to a Python’s. Most would not think of the Dragon Bloodline Warlock, even if they saw it.
However, Moss’s judgment was not because of his perfect eyesight. In his past life, he had read relevant books and knew some warlocks would inherit the dragon race’s bloodline.
Compared to the bustling crowd, the stage seemed slightly inferior, but when the professors watched Nat’s match, the Great Five, Academician Brian, and Monte seemed abnormally excited.
“President Monte, the freshmen this year are not bad!” Academician Brian stroked his white beard, and his eyes revealed a look of joy. He praised, “Nat’s profession is rare!”
Monte nodded and smiled kindly, “Nat, Finley, 007, and 011 are all excellent students! It seems we can send five first-year students this year to defend the title.”
“Don’t be too optimistic. Shanghai Institute and Shuimu will send three first-year students, while Oriental will send two. That’s because of the rules,” Brian reminded.
Then he smiled, “Still, I support your decision. After all, this is just a competition. It’s more important for more young people to get training.”
Bolton, beside Monte, asked smilingly, “President Monte, do you think Moss will lose?”
Monte smiled but did not say anything.
Brian raised his white eyebrows, “So what if he loses? Luck is also a crucial factor in the competition. If that’s the case, Moss is just lucky. He won’t be wrong in the future with his luck,” he laughed out loud.
…
With Eli’s, or 011’s, victory, the announcement sounded for the eight matches results in the fourth round. They were the eight students Monte had just mentioned.
At that moment, the audience in Long Sheng’s field became excited, pushing the atmosphere to an unprecedented height.
“It’s finally coming! I can’t wait!”
“If we draw Moss, I’ll do a headstand with shampoo on my head.”
“What’s so great about that? Hurry up and draw Moss. I want to see what happens next!”
“Yeah, how will the school explain that? Moss skipped three rounds and joined the reserve team. That has never happened in Kyoto!”
…
Everyone was in a heated discussion when Sofia’s sweet voice sounded again, “That guy in red in the second row. When the screen scrolls, I want you to say, ‘stop!'”
The guy in red looked at Sofia and nodded enthusiastically. He counted inwardly when the big screen started scrolling. When he counted to 20, he suddenly opened his eyes and yelled, “Stop!”
A cute female student appeared on the screen, and the crowd erupted into thunderous applause and surging cheers.
The female student realized she had been chosen, so she immediately used her skills to fly toward the stage.
Before Sofia could ask her anything, the female student said into the microphone, “The fifth number I draw will be the contestant who will get nominated! Yay!”
After making the rules clear, the audience burst into an uproar.
“Is this predestined fate?!”
“005 can’t be the fifth person, right?”
“Although 005’s entry does not convince me, I still want to see the magnificent feat of three empty rounds!”
…
A sharp-eyed student in the stands suddenly shouted, “Look, it’s starting to draw!”
Everyone instantly focused on the cute female student’s hand.
“004!” Enthusiastic cheers sounded again when she drew Nat’s number. They drew 007, 008, and 001 one after another.
Whenever they drew someone else’s number besides Moss’s, the crowd yelled louder and louder. The students cheered and chanted when they finally drew Moss’s number.
“005, 005, 005!” The audience started chanting Moss’s number in unison as their voices reverberated throughout the field.
Seeing the lively atmosphere, the cute female student did not want to keep everyone in suspense. She resolutely reached into the box and removed another number.
Then she paused, let out a sigh of relief, and unfolded the paper.
Morales was the first to see the number, so he shouted excitedly, “005! It’s 005, after all!” He could not help but let a tear roll down his cheeks.
“Oh!” The audience cheered when they saw Moss’s number appear on the big screen. It was as if their favorite basketball team had won.
Moss was still sitting in the waiting area. He was satisfied when he saw his number. From an audience member’s perspective, he watched everything happening before him as if nothing had happened.
He enjoyed that feeling because he did not have to make a move but could still observe every contestant from an audience member’s perspective. He thought he would get shortlisted, but he did not expect it to happen this way.
Brian witnessed the unreal scene and raised his eyebrows, muttering, “Hahaha. This Moss kid is very fortunate.”
“Even when luck comes, we can’t stop it sometimes,” Monte could not help but sigh.
Burton deliberately asked, “Should we let Moss join the team just like that, President Monte?”
“Of course! This is what the Heavens have arranged!” Monte smiled and turned to face Brian. “If there are any objections later, it’ll be up to you, the main judge.”
“Okay, I knew you didn’t have a good reason to call me here,” Brian rolled his eyes at Monte and smiled, “You owe me a favor.”
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