“Here they come!”

“Another team is out, so many coming out on the last day, all timing it perfectly.”

“Hmph, I don't know what they're doing in there for so long? As if staying a minute longer will get them an extra point.”

“Yeah, in the end, it's just two or three hundred points, haha.”

...

A buzzing sound of discussion came from the crowded hall on the first floor of the gymnasium.

These students were all coming out of the weapon depot.

But they didn't leave the gymnasium immediately. Even after experiencing 3-5 days of miserable life in the weapon depot, with poor food and sleep, they still chose to stay here instead of returning to the hotel to rest.

Why?

Because the competition scores were updated in real-time.

Every team that came out had their loot counted on the spot and their total score calculated.

With half a day left until the end of the competition, the three teams ranked sixth, seventh, and eighth were understandably anxious.

While waiting anxiously, these students did nothing but gather information from all directions.

They knew very well that at least three seeded teams had not yet emerged, and several other strong teams had not either.

When Jiang Xiao's team walked out of the sealed room on the east side of the first floor, the hall immediately erupted.

Some students looked excited, some full of anticipation, and others uneasy and worried.

But after all, only a few teams could enter the semi-finals – only 8 teams. In comparison, there were more teams watching the excitement and heckling.

It seemed that the Chinese people's habit of watching a good show couldn't be changed.

"You're done, you're done, haha, this is the God Team from Jiangbin No. 1 High School." A male student laughed and looked at the Petroleum No. 10 High School team currently ranked eighth.

The two boys and two girls from the Petroleum No. 10 High School team looked nervous, with a hint of fantasy. Hearing the gossip around them, the team members immediately became unhappy and retorted, "What are you shouting about? I bet you didn't even get 100 points, did you? Gloating here?"

"100 points? Haha, yeah, I got 100 points, so what? What's the use of your 300 points? It's the same as my 100 points, you can't get into the semi-finals, and you won't get any rewards, hahaha..."

"Shut your mouth, you son of a bitch! Looking for a beating?"

The students from Petroleum No. 10 High School were already nervous, and now they were ridiculed and laughed at by such a person, they couldn't control their anger and were about to attack.

"Hey! Calm down!" A boy hurried forward, opened his arms, and pushed the students from Petroleum No. 10 High School back, "Don't pay attention to these foul-mouthed bastards. If you fight here, you'll be completely disqualified."

The students from Petroleum No. 10 High School suddenly came back to their senses. It was too dangerous, and they almost caused a disaster.

Even if their team didn't make it to the semi-finals, fighting here would have a negative impact on the school and themselves. Would they still want to represent the school in future events?

The whole country was watching, so they absolutely couldn't be impulsive.

The four students from No. 10 High School calmed down and looked at the person who broke up the fight. They realized that the person helping them was from the same city, a shield warrior from Petroleum No. 23 High School.

Petroleum No. 23 High School was currently ranked fourth, with a total score of 610 points.

The burden of honor for Beijiang Petroleum City probably rested on their shoulders.

"So many people?" Li Weiyi, leading the team, walked ahead, looking quite wary at the crowded hall.

On Earth, fighting was a legal responsibility.

But under the current circumstances, if anyone dared to touch his loot, he could really fight them to the death!

The semi-finals not only meant rewards, but also qualification for the national league.

What was wrong with the event organizers?

Why did they make the scoring area look like a farmers market?

"Quiet, quiet! Everyone make way!" Several staff members sat behind a table on the east side of the hall, shouting loudly into microphones.

The students retreated to both sides, leaving a path to the scoring table.

Jiang Xiao looked strange, feeling like he was attending a wedding.

Uh,

The staff sitting behind the scoring table looked a lot like the people who recorded gifts at a wedding, only lacking peanuts, melon seeds, and fruit plates on the table.

The students on both sides of the aisle looked a lot like people who came to congratulate the newlyweds,

Although most of them put on smiles, pretended to welcome them, and pretended to congratulate them on their safe return.

But Jiang Xiao knew that their hearts were very complicated, with envy, jealousy, anticipation, resentment, and even waiting to see a joke...

Wasn't this exactly the same as a wedding?

Jiang Xiao slowed down and casually took Xia Yan's slender hand next to him, striding forward.

Xia Yan looked at Jiang Xiao in confusion, thinking he was going to say something.

But she heard a familiar melody,

A simple sentence made the team members dumbfounded.

Jiang Xiao actually hummed the tune of the wedding march: "dang~dang~dang~dang~"

Xia Yan stopped.

Huh?

Why did he stop walking?

Jiang Xiao turned to look at Xia Yan,

Oh? Bashful?

Impossible, right?

I told you a long time ago that I was going to straighten you out, but I haven't even tried yet, and you've already fallen?

...

Joking around, the group came to the scoring table and saw a few lines of information on the list:

"First place, 960 points, Jiacheng No. 1 High School."

...

"Tenth place, 300 points, Petroleum No. 10 High School."

One of the members of Petroleum No. 10 High School sighed, "Hey, forget it, don't have any unrealistic fantasies, we can't get into the semi-finals."

"Don't give up, they don't have much loot in their hands."

"Hehe, have you forgotten Xue Shen? That god-level character with thirty star slots? She has a space-type Star Technique..."

"That's enough, damn it! She has Gold-quality Star Techniques in the Nebula stage, doesn't she want anyone else to live?"

"Several people in this competition have Gold-quality Star Techniques. They're all spending money like water and don't treat money as money at all. They're just throwing money at it."

"Poverty limits my imagination."

"Poverty also limits my strength."

"This world is unfair! Unfair!"

"Yes! Damn it, all the rich people should die!"

In the buzzing discussion, the members of Jiacheng No. 1 High School looked nervous. They were not in danger of being eliminated, but they had another kind of nervousness.

The first place in the provincial league, even the first place in the preliminary round, was enough to give the school a face! How much honor was that?

No matter what the final ranking was or what kind of reward they got, if they could get first place in the preliminary round, would the rewards be less after returning to school?

"Don't worry, Xiao Wu, we only got 960 points because we encountered an ethnic war and had such a big coincidence. They don't have any speed competition points, so they won't pose any threat to us." A girl with short, ear-length hair said.

The male student called "Xiao Wu" nervously rubbed his hands. The next moment, he heard bursts of exclamations.

Han Jiangxue waved her hand casually, and the space beside her overlapped layer upon layer.

Gold-quality * Shattered Space!

Space-type Star Techniques were rare even in the whole of China. Today, these children who had not yet graduated finally saw it up close!

What surprised the students even more was that Li Weiyi took out bundles of yellow weapons from that space.

"Gulp." Xiao Wu swallowed, frantically counting the number of yellow weapons.

The short-haired girl also froze, and only after a few dozen seconds did she say, "It's okay, there are only 60-odd weapons, so it's only 600 points..."

"Ah!"

"Oh my god!"

"I... damn!"

Amidst the shocked and exclamatory sounds and the "clattering" sound, the short-haired girl stopped talking completely.

In front of the scoring table, Xia Yan grabbed the bottom of her marching bag and kept shaking it up and down, and pieces of medals spilled out.

There were at least thirty or forty of them!

This not only included the harvest of Xia Yan's team, but also what they had snatched from Gao Junwei's team.

The students were all stunned, almost frightened by this pile of medals.

They never dreamed that they could see such a pile of medals.

Were ape ghosts so easy to kill?

Were they kidding them?

A full 41 medals? That's more than a thousand points...

Just the medals alone were enough for them to take first place, and there were still 60-odd weapons over there!

The short-haired girl's face was bitter, and she couldn't say anything anymore, no matter how optimistic she was, the facts were right in front of her.

Xiao Wu shook his head helplessly. The first place was completely hopeless.

"Oh dear!" Jiang Xiao suddenly slapped his forehead, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Jiang Xiao reached into his pocket and rummaged around...

Under everyone's curious gaze, he took out two large red medals.

These were the large red medals produced by the Ape Ghost King!?

"What the hell, are they even human?"

"Ape Ghost King... Red medals from the Ape Ghost King? 300 points each?"

"They can actually kill the Ape Ghost King? Am I dreaming?"

"What's the point of playing anymore? Can I withdraw from the competition?"

"You don't need to withdraw from the competition, your score won't get you into the semi-finals anyway..."

"Shut up!"

"One red medal is worth the score of tenth place."

"How many points did they get?"

"More than two thousand, directly raising the first place score to 2000+."