Chapter 503

Regardless of who is eliminated between Qin Qin Xuejun and Hong Ling, it is a huge good thing!

"Oh? It seems Some Jingyu's luck is a bit bad," Lin Lao said, not without regret.

"Indeed," Li Yao deeply agreed.

Qin Qin Xuejun and Hong Ling walked onto the platform, the two standing opposite each other.

The other platforms seemed to be eclipsed, and everyone's gaze fell on them.

Qin Qin Xuejun frowned, pouting as she took out her staff.

"Clang."

Hong Ling, however, sheathed her long saber.

"I admit..."

Before the word 'defeat' could be spoken, Qin Qin Xuejun interrupted coldly, "Who are you looking down on?"

"Let me, the Senior Sister of the War Academy, see how much you've improved, little girl!"

The teacher was the Dean of the War Academy.

As the teacher's only female student,

Qin Qin Xuejun had always self-proclaimed as the 'Senior Sister of the War Academy'.

"Draw your saber!" Qin Qin Xuejun said with disdain. "Don't worry, dealing with you won't waste too much energy."

These words provoked Hong Ling's temper.

"I hope I won't disappoint the 'Senior Sister'!"

Hong Ling emphasized the words 'Senior Sister' heavily.

With a 'clang', the long saber drew a transparent blade light in the air.

Magic puppets descended.

The two instantly fought together.

At the same time,

Eagle Country,

Federal Headquarters special infirmary.

In the dim environment, the smell of formalin was extremely pungent.

A crippled figure lay on the hospital bed,

with a large number of tubes connected to the surrounding instruments.

Her whole body was wrapped like a mummy,

with only the eye area left open.

Her closed eyes had eyelashes that trembled slightly; even without consciousness, her brows were deeply furrowed.

It was enough to see that this body was suffering unimaginable pain.

This professional receiving treatment

was none other than the sixth seat on the global seventh-turn ranking, the Hunting King Polona.

Just at this moment,

the electrocardiogram next to her suddenly fluctuated violently.

"Hoo, hoo."

Rapid breathing sounds rang out.

"Bang!"

The door was violently pushed open, and more than a dozen medical personnel rushed to Polona's side.

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"What's going on? Why did the vital signs suddenly become so violent?"

"Draw blood, quickly!"

"Healing, continuously release healing skills!"

"Director, look at her severed arm!" a terrified voice rang out.

"Gurgle, gurgle."

The place where the arm was severed, wrapped in bandages, was writhing.

Polona suddenly sat up, the surrounding instruments moved by her figure, scattering on the ground, making crisp 'ding-ding' sounds.

Unparalleled, heart-piercing pain made it impossible for Polona to maintain consciousness.

"Pain, pain..."

Her remaining hand kept pounding her abdomen.

"Cough, cough."

Like vomiting, large mouthfuls of blood stained the hospital bed.

"Lord Polona, may I ask where the pain is coming from?" the medical director asked anxiously.

The hand? Or where?

"Brain... brain, something is gnawing on my brain."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Polona stopped moving, standing still as if she had lost consciousness.

Several medical personnel had just breathed a sigh of relief.

"Pfft!"

A cold-glinting spike pierced through the bandage on the severed arm.

Polona suddenly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were lifeless, extremely hollow!

Just as the medical personnel were checking her arm,

Polona stiffly turned her head.

After rotating 180 degrees, her hollow eyes looked at the medical personnel who were cleaning up the blood behind her.

"Pfft!"

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh rang out.

"Ah ah ah!"

Screams rang out.

Hong Ling lost miserably.

Let alone hurting Qin Qin Xuejun,

from the start of the match, Qin Qin Xuejun hadn't even moved her position once.

Looking at the six magic puppets remaining in front of her,

Hong Ling hadn't even realized

that the nails of her right hand holding the saber had already been deeply embedded into her flesh.

It wasn't just the professional level;

tactics, intelligence gathering ability, technique, mana volume,

the other party was superior to her in everything.

A total of twenty magic puppets were summoned.

She had spent at least 70% of her mana just to kill the six remaining ones.

She wasn't the type to get stuck in a rut.

Even if she killed all these magic puppets,

the other party could continue to summon more.

She was indeed worthy of being Captain Li Yao's junior sister.

At this moment, she was far from being a match.

"I admit defeat," Hong Ling raised her hand, somewhat frustrated.

This time, Qin Qin Xuejun didn't speak to stop her.

With her arms crossed, she stood in the center of the platform with an arrogant look.

Shi Shi Kangshun looked at Li Yao, who had finished his secret talk but remained indifferent.

He sighed and walked onto the platform.

"In this match, Qin Qin Xuejun wins!"

"You guys," Shi Shi Kangshun turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the professionals fighting on the other platforms, "you've seen enough, it's time to compete, don't waste time."

"Ah? Oh!"

"Okay, Dean Shi!"

At this moment, the audience at the scene finally came back to their senses, and enthusiastic applause erupted.

The battle between Some Jingyu's two great genius students had given them their fill of excitement.

Many people were also feeling regretful.

The professional who used the saber and was eliminated was also very strong.

If her luck had been better and she hadn't met Qin Qin Xuejun, she might have been able to go very far.

Hong Ling walked off the stage.

Cang Cang Wuqi, who had been waiting for a long time, patted her on the shoulder.

"Don't think too much. The opponent was Qin Qin Xuejun, the Dragon Kingdom's only SSS-level professional. Being able to fight to this extent is already extremely difficult."

"Teacher, I'm sorry."

Cang Cang Wuqi looked at the pitiful Hong Ling, his eyebrows arching:

"Don't pretend."

"Although you did well, losing is losing. After watching the competition, go back and train more!"

"What is that!"

The battle between Hong Ling and Qin Qin Xuejun had pushed the audience's excitement threshold to a certain level.

Watching the remaining three pairs of professionals fight, they were somewhat less interested.

Fortunately,

as long as it wasn't two knights fighting one-on-one,

battles between professionals were usually very fast.

The first round of ranking matches consisted of five matches.

Each match drew eight professionals to fight in pairs, advancing twenty and eliminating twenty.

The first round ended quickly.

Zhang Zhang Yucheng and the others also let the audience know what the gold content of the border trial participants was.

As long as they were on the field,

it was like adults bullying children.

The battle wouldn't last more than three seconds!

Purely a one-sided crushing!

The children of noble families who had looked down on the participants before were now being slapped in the face!

They wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into!

Professionals were like this:

one step fast, every step fast.

Zhang Zhang Yucheng and the others were able to achieve a top ranking in the contention battle a few months ago.

After receiving the rewards, they were already a cut above them.

They even knew the danger and, despite the opposition, participated in the border trial to obtain the opportunities within.

The strength of the two was no longer in the same dimension.

The second round of ranking matches was no different from the first.

Twenty down to ten.

Only the third round of top-ten ranking matches would be fought one by one.

The winner would gain points, and the final ranking would be based on points.

It could be said that

the Newcomer Tournament, besides competing in strength,

also tested the endurance of the professionals very much.

Just for the top-ten ranking matches, each professional had to conduct nine duels!

Without lingering too much,

after confirming that the participating professionals didn't have major injuries,

a randomly selected audience member walked onto the platform.

They took eight small balls out of the large bucket.

There were too many audience members at the scene, and this little girl who was drawn was a bit stage-frightened.

"First match, Kong Kong Jiamu versus Magic Martial's Su Su Liangfeng."

"Oh?" Li Yao was somewhat surprised.

This Su Su Liangfeng was quite famous.

Previously at the luncheon, Ge Ge Shuqing had introduced him.

Among that group of noble professionals from the Magic Martial Academy, besides Yun Yun Hejiang and Zuo Zuo Shuning, this person was the strongest!

The professionals whose names were called walked onto the platform.

Su Su Liangfeng was a thin, tall magic-type professional.

Seeing Kong Kong Jiamu in front of him, he was also somewhat surprised.

This kid,

was his luck a bit too bad?

Li Yao had the same question.

Once or twice could be called luck,

but with it happening so frequently...

Li Yao turned his head and looked at Jia Jia Yeshuo to the side.

Seeming to feel Li Yao's gaze,

Jia Jia Yeshuo turned back. "Chief General, something up?"

Li Yao didn't answer.

He was just suspicious; he had no evidence.

The battle began.

Facing a strong enemy, Kong Kong Jiamu didn't complain about bad luck but treated the enemy in front of him seriously.

His goal was to break into the top ten and get as high a ranking as possible.

So he needed to save mana.

He had to dodge the other party's attacks while finding his flaws!

"This kid can win, but the subsequent top-ten ranking matches might be a bit difficult."

Li Yao and Lin Lao's guesses were not much different.

Kong Kong Jiamu's opponent in every round was someone he had to fight with all his might to win against.

Being able to retain a certain amount of mana at this time was already a special technique he had honed from long-term solo dungeon grinding!

Just at this moment,

a figure ran over.

Near the front row of the spectator stand, where Li Yao and the others were, she was stopped by a professional in military uniform.

"Young Master Li!"

"Young Master Li!"

Qin Qin Yue shouted loudly, seeing Li Yao turn his head.

Qin Qin Yue pointed to the communication device in her hand.