Chapter 936: The Sole Seedling of the A San Players

Swish~

The match ended, and Su Sheng was teleported out to the spectator seats.

Up to this point, in this round of the global martial arts tournament, Su Sheng achieved ten straight victories!

"Congratulations, Ah Sheng, ten wins in a row!"

Huan Jie's voice came from beside, Su Sheng turned his head to look at Huan Jie's smiling face like a flower... He was now very satisfied with his own performance just now.

"Hehe, you've let out your anger, right?"

"Mm~" Huan Jie nodded, her cheeks slightly flushed, Teng Long Company's game has a player emotion detection feature.

Otherwise, if they hadn't been too excited earlier, they wouldn't have been kicked out of the game and forced offline.

And according to player emotions, it's perfectly normal for the game character to automatically display a corresponding posture... for example, Lin Huan's game character's face is flushed now.

As for why Lin Huan's face is red? Naturally, during the match, she was completely infatuated with watching Su Sheng.

As for letting out anger~

Lin Huan isn't that petty; although she did feel somewhat stifled at first, a loss is a loss.

Watching a detestable guy get beaten up is nothing compared to watching one's beloved display mighty power.

This... throughout the entire match, Lin Huan was infatuated with watching Su Sheng's posture.

However, Su Sheng, this super straight guy of steel, completely failed to notice this scene; instead, he started checking whether the matches of other people he was following were still ongoing.

For example... Lu Zhe, Shen Wang, etc~

And as time passed, basically the tenth match was finished one after another.

As the final match ended.

This first round of the global martial arts tournament has already ended.

Then the system announcement was sent out.

Ding~

The first round of the global martial arts tournament has ended!

Next, according to data statistics, all martial arts players with fewer than five wins are unfortunately eliminated.

Next, martial arts players with five or more wins continue to the second round format.

The format remains random matching... number of matches: 10

After reading the system announcement, Su Sheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows; it's different from the qualifiers, actually being an elimination format.

Five matches.

Swish swish swish~

At this moment, large patches of teleportation light appeared among the spectator seats inside the venue.

Many people were directly teleported away; obviously these are the players eliminated for having fewer than five wins.

Swish swish~

The spectator seat area directly lost more than half of its players…

So many, are they those with fewer than five wins?

Su Sheng was somewhat surprised; after scanning around, he found that the Domestic Server had only lost a few people…

Out of a thousand, roughly over nine hundred remain.

Tsk…

Unconsciously, Su Sheng slightly nodded; indeed, with ten years of experience in 《Heroes of the Masses》, the Domestic Server players' level is still ahead of other servers' players.

As for the participants from Yanhuang, not a single one was eliminated; they all remain…

Su Sheng nodded satisfied, unconsciously curling the corners of his mouth; the Yanhuang under his leadership… is still not bad.

Immediately after… Su Sheng laughed even more happily.

Because Su Sheng noticed a situation: the A San Players server side.

Originally the group was the smallest, only about a hundred people…

But now there is actually only a single seedling left!

In the spectator seats where the A San Players are located, only one dazed A San girl remains… how…

Is she the only one left?

Not even anyone with five wins?

Before, this group of guys in front of me were all bragging about how capable and strong they were, but now…

After the first round global mission elimination, only she herself remains?

At this moment, this A San girl really… her whole being is not well… Although it's said that in the A San nation, women's status is low, but she is of high caste!

…

Hearing Su Sheng's laughter, Lin Huan glanced over suspiciously, then followed his gaze and couldn't help but laugh.

Soon… with the disappearance of the teleportation light.

The number of people on the field then stabilized.

No need to look; the largest remaining group is the Huaxia server! Almost everyone is still there!

Those who were teleported away are very few.

Next are the Ying Jiang and Mao Xiong players; their remaining numbers are both more than half.

Next are those with less than half, plus some servers of the United Alliance Nations; the remaining players there are also very few.

But even the lowest are still over double digits.

This time, everyone noticed.

Only a single seedling left, and it's still a girl's A San Server!

For a moment, the voices of discussion rose and fell.

This made the female player, the only seedling left, even more uneasy.

That is, no withdrawal option was given; otherwise, this girl would probably have withdrawn directly from this global martial arts tournament.

However, the A San female player who is the sole seedling now looks pitiful and helpless, which also makes people feel...

"A San players actually weren't shaved bald!"

"Haha, only one girl left, but this girl is not bad; if this A San player isn't up to par, I don't mind taking care of her."

"I can't even be bothered to expose you~ still taking care~"

"Our big brother doesn't laugh at second brother, you don't want to?"

"Want!"

As they discussed, they somehow went off-topic; some more experienced female players picked up on the subtext and couldn't help but blush a little.

These guys really haven't seen a woman? It's like they haven't seen a woman in eight hundred years of gaming; this old lady isn't any less attractive than that A San girl!

Not a few female players subconsciously lifted their heads and puffed out their chests.

Ding~

Second round of the global martial arts tournament! Still matchmaking!

The eliminated players' transmission completed, and immediately the system notification sounded.

Then....

Whoosh~

The transmission light shone, and as before, half the players were transmitted into the arena.

Huh?

However, this time Su Sheng and Lin Huan exchanged a glance, and both were still in the spectator seats.

Alright, this time their matches didn't clash.

Can't watch Huan Jie's match; Su Sheng smacked his lips... no, it's not impossible, just need to kill quickly.

Afterwards, the two discussed it and both went to watch Lu Zhe's battle.

Lu Zhe was facing a Yingjiang warrior player!

Trap Formation Warrior, his fundamentals are very solid!

And his operation is quite competent.

Su Sheng felt that even himself, if not relying on numerical superiority to crush, would have to exert a bit of effort.

As for Lu Zhe... his skill needs no saying.

Almost textbook-level!

But after watching for a moment, Su Sheng's brows slightly furrowed!

Although Lu Zhe also had an advantage, he hadn't yet achieved overwhelming dominance!

Logically, that shouldn't be the case; Lu Zhe's equipment isn't bad, after all he's one of the Yanhuang high-end combat forces, naturally cultivated with care.

Furthermore, the weapon in his hand is the top-ranked Divine Artifact, Heaven Conforms to Heaven.

But now he actually couldn't directly crush this Yingjiang warrior player, which is somewhat...

Moreover, this Yingjiang player, although he has some skill, is not exactly a tough opponent.

Is Lu Zhe holding back?

No~

Su Sheng looked again for a while, his brows relaxed; he had already discovered Lu Zhe's problem.

At that moment, Lu Zhe happened to win.

Then he was transmitted out.

As soon as he came out, Su Sheng slightly furrowed his brows and looked toward Lu Zhe's direction.