Chapter 332: Formation Two

The team competition can be said to be a miniature war.

Moreover, a six-versus-six battle, twelve people in total, looks far more thrilling than the individual matches.

So, compared to the individual matches, the team competition draws a larger audience.

And the showdown between Suhang University and Qingjing University—

this was the first time in these past few days that two top-tier universities had been pitted against each other.

So, early that morning, the spectator stands of the stadium were already packed with figures.

The turnout was even greater than that of yesterday's third round of the individual matches!

The spectators had arrived.

On the arena floor in the middle of the stadium, the contestants from the various universities also began to arrive one after another.

"Dean Wu, good morning!"

"Good morning, Dean Cheng."

Wu Mang, who was leading Zhou Yi and his group, and Cheng Yongchun, who was leading Li Yuan and his group, exchanged greetings.

Then, each wearing a mischievous smile, they took their seats in their respective team's spectator section.

"We're lucky—Suhang University and Qingjing University are facing off first.

Later, all of you must watch very carefully and familiarize yourselves with their fighting styles."

In the Modu University team's spectator section, the team leader, teacher Su Rui, reminded the students.

In team competitions, intelligence-gathering ability is also a reflection of each major university's strength.

Knowing the opposing university's lineup and fighting style and skills in advance undoubtedly allows one to prepare beforehand and gain an intelligence advantage.

And with Suhang University and Qingjing University kicking off the team competition first, Modu University, also a top-tier university, could naturally gather a wealth of intelligence through this battle......

As time passed, the sun slowly rose.

The morning sunlight filtered through the cooling magic formation in mid-air and fell onto the spectator stands of the stadium, bringing not the slightest hint of heat, only warmth.

At eight fifty, the host stepped onto the stage.

And beside him stood an additional tall, powerfully built middle-aged man.

"It's the gold-medal commentator Wang Kun!"

"This year Wang Kun is actually commentating the team competition—that's amazing!"

"Phew, with Wang Kun here, we won't have to worry about missing some of the finer details."

"......"

Looking at the middle-aged man beside him, exclamations immediately erupted from the spectator stands.

Martial arts flourish in the Central Xia Kingdom; aside from the large-scale National University Freshman Exchange Tournament, a great many other tournaments are held every year.

Since these are competitions, naturally there are arena commentators.

Among these commentators, some have excellent commentating skills, and some have poor ones.