Chapter 605: Rookie Tournament (8)

Actually, Zhao Chi had some questions of his own.

The matchmaking system didn't seem quite right.

But it didn't matter — whoever he had to fight to win the championship, it was all the same.

If they were a strong opponent, he'd meet them sooner or later anyway.

"Seventh place," Zhao Chi answered anyway.

"Seventh place?" Zhao Jiao said, surprised. "That shouldn't be. Is there a problem with the matchmaking? Why would the two of you be matched together?"

Zhao Huai said, "Actually, the gap isn't that big. None of the remaining people are weak. Zhao Chi, you performed very well in your first two rounds — it's just that this last opponent counters you a bit… Anyway, good luck."

Zhao Chi smiled without a word.

Disgusting?

Fearsome?

To those female soldiers, these were things they could simply ignore.

Zhao Chi asked, "Is Wei Li's battle still going on?"

"It ended ages ago. The opponent race she ran into was goblins — a few dozen ghouls pounced and ate over a dozen of them, and the rest just broke down on the spot."

That scene…

The goblins really would break down.

"Enough about that." Zhao Chi glanced around, then asked in a low voice, "What exactly is Zhao Quan's identity?"

Zhao Huai and Zhao Jiao clearly hadn't reacted in time.

How had the topic shifted here?

Zhao Huai and Zhao Jiao both looked around.

Seeing no one nearby, Zhao Huai said quietly, "Zhao Quan seems to be some kind of royal descendant, but there are too many royals — 'Your Highness' is everywhere, it's become a dime a dozen."

Zhao Jiao hesitated slightly.

But seeing Zhao Huai speak up, she added, "But they take that identity very seriously — it seems they can receive some kind of inheritance. That's all hearsay though; we definitely couldn't know the specifics."

Zhao Chi nodded. "Then what about Zhao Tan and Zhao Mu, who are always with him? What are their identities?"

Zhao Huai shook his head. "Don't know their exact identities, but they dare to wear Jin Jia — they must be nobles, no question. Probably minor nobles beneath the royal family."

"Then, Master Mu Chang…"

"Shh, don't talk about that."

Zhao Huai was very cautious.

Zhao Jiao nodded. "Right, those alien races have very sharp senses. Let's be careful — we don't know their background either."

"Understood, thanks."

"Look at him — even saying thanks. Ha!" Zhao Huai pointed at Zhao Chi and laughed to Zhao Jiao.

Zhao Jiao didn't respond, but said, "Lu Hong's battle is about to start. Let's get ready — which battlefield is it?"

"Battlefield 2," Zhao Huai said.

The three of them switched to Battlefield 2.

Lu Hong's opponent was also a stranger — Zhao Chi didn't recognize him.

That person wasn't a popular pick either.

So this time Zhao Chi didn't specifically watch Lu Hong's battle, but wandered around between the various battlefields.

Battlefield 3 was Cao Feng.

His Shadow Leopard had also been modified.

An extra eye had appeared on its forehead.

And that eye was no different from the Shadow Leopard's original eyes — it sat very naturally in the middle of the forehead.

Zhao Chi deliberately zoomed in to observe.

He found that the third eye was very flexible — it didn't have to look in the same direction as the other two.

It could look anywhere at random.

Like when Zhao Chi was inside Gu Qing's body, and the two of them each controlled one eye.

The Shadow Leopard had three eyes — it was just unclear what additional effect it would have.

Eyes are very important.

But eyes are also very fragile.

Now those Shadow Leopards essentially had an extra weakness.

But if Cao Feng was willing to modify it, there must be an additional function.

However, it was hard to tell for certain just from watching his battles.

Still, an eye's function was nothing more than observation — night vision, expanded field of view, that sort of thing.

Maybe it could also provide dynamic vision? And thereby improve accuracy?

Whatever.

Cao Feng also had 3 heroes.

A female elf hero riding on the back of a Shadow Leopard hero, forming a two-hero combination.

Another hero was an orc, responsible for frontal charging combat.

Since each battle was currently limited to 30 minutes, Zhao Chi could only briefly watch a few minutes before moving on.

After all, there were still 32 people left, and he didn't know who his next opponent would be, so he had to watch them all.

Especially those popular competitors.

Battlefield 7 was Yuan Zhao.

Yuan Zhao is using the Blood Clan.

But he can actually field eighty Blood Clan troops.

The Blood Clan can only increase by four per day, one fewer than humans.

Could Yuan Zhao also have a sub-territory?

And he dares to flaunt it openly — is his sub-territory legitimate?

Then that's really impressive.

It's not impressive that he has a sub-territory, but impressive that with his status, he can already have one now.

This represents power.

The Blood Clan, like the Ghouls, both belong to the great Undead race.

But the Blood Clan's burst damage is slightly worse than the Ghouls, though they can engage in production and construction.

The Blood Clan is also a race that combines production and combat.

Actually, it's pretty good.

Yuan Zhao's opponent is Liu Jin of Stream Village.

Liu Jin is a member of the Liu family, using the Elven race.

When Zhao Chi switched to this battlefield, the battle had already entered its latter half.

He could only watch the Blood Clan brothers chasing and gnawing at the Elven girls.

The male lords here all seem to be using female elves.

In certain situations, this really is a disadvantage.

Sometimes it can boost the enemy's morale.

The reason, everyone understands.

But Zhao Chi chose women because of his talent.

He actually refused at first.

But he didn't expect to grow more and more satisfied with these women now.