Chapter 57

Now, countless viewers are also paying attention to the rankings and watching the live broadcasts of the preliminary matches.

The official live broadcast room of Xia is very spacious, simultaneously presenting 821 live scenes, one of which is the 'main scene'.

"Only thirty-third? Zheng Bao Long, you are at least a second-tier expert." Cheng Zihao was indeed a bit anxious, "The teammates I assigned to you are all experts. I've spent so much money, I need to see results."

"It has to be in the top thirty, no, it has to be in the top twenty-eight." Cheng Zihao watched the ranking changes, "According to the rules, the last two teams will face the top-seeded and second-seeded teams. If they encounter Liu Hai, Lei Yunfang's teams, they will definitely be eliminated."

"Top twenty-eight!" Cheng Zihao stared, "I've spent the money, Zheng Bao Long, you have to give me results."

At the same time, Cheng Zihao glanced at Xu Jingming's team.

"A team that hasn't spent much money is now ranked fifth?" Cheng Zihao always felt uncomfortable; the effect of money seemed to be less significant.

...

"Go, Yi-ji!" Li Miaomiao enlarged the live broadcast, making the Rilimu team's live scene quickly expand in her view, clearly showing Xu Jingming's team resisting the orc army's assault.

"Yi-ji's archery is so amazing," Xiao Zeng praised, "In a blink, she shot nine arrows, and they were so accurate! When will I be even a tenth as good as Yi-ji?"

"You have to catch up to me first," Kong-ji laughed, "That Cheng Zihao's White Dragon team is now ranked thirty-third. I bet he's jumping with anxiety right now."

Li Miaomiao lightly hummed: "When it comes to spending money, he can't compare to those big corporations. In terms of individual strength, he doesn't have experts like Liu Hai, Lei Yunfang, Zhou Yi, and Jingming who can attract other experts to join. His White Dragon team has no future."

"Look, look, Xiaoqing's 'Xianzi Team' is so amazing." Li Miaomiao's eyes sparkled, "Now ranked second, Sister Zhang Qing's dual-sword technique is truly magnificent. She actively walks through the orc army, and the orcs can't even leverage their numerical advantage. Wherever Sister Zhang Qing goes, a large number of orcs fall."

"Indeed, it's very impressive." Kong-ji and Xiao Zeng were also mesmerized.

Currently, the 'main scene' in the official Xia live broadcast room is the Xianzi Team. The five women in the team create a very magnificent battle scene.

There is the divine archer 'Wang Nuan' with her unerring arrows, Sun Yuting's shield-sword combat, Yuan Yujiao's fierce and domineering dual shields, and Dai Xiaqing's agile dual knives. The most magnificent is still the team leader Zhang Qing, who can take on a thousand orcs alone!

She doesn't need to coordinate with her teammates, just charging into the orc army, leaving a trail of fallen orcs in her wake.

...

"Two teachers, what do you think of Zhang Qing's sword technique in the Xianzi Team?" the host Liu Xin asked.

"Graceful and ethereal." Liu Hai continued to smile, "No wonder Xianzi Corporation was the first to sponsor Zhang Qing's team. Zhang Qing's dual-sword technique is indeed the most beautiful. In terms of sword technique, Zhang Qing is the best in the country."

"Yes, her sword technique is very good," the usually stern Lei Yunfang nodded, "But she's already over forty, Liu Hai, you call her a girl?"

"I knew her when she was a middle school student, participating in middle school martial arts competitions," Liu Hai said, "Is it wrong to call her a girl?"

Lei Yunfang fell silent, glancing at Liu Hai.

This old guy is over seventy! Professional martial artists are almost all juniors in front of him.

"Now, teams with excellent archers have an advantage," Liu Hai continued, "But the situation will change soon. The cavalry's charge will be faster and more fierce than the infantry. The heavy cavalry is fully armored, even the head is covered. Archers will find it hard to play a role, and then it will be up to the other teammates."

...

At the moment, in the stands.

"Ah, we lost." The handsome young man Pang Yun returned to the stands somewhat reluctantly, walking to a middle-aged couple.

"Son, you did well," the woman, who was very beautiful and had an air of nobility, said, "Among the 821 teams, your team wasn't the first to be eliminated."

"But our performance is ranked last," Pang Yun sat down, looking up at the ranking—821: Happy Team (Captain Pang Yun), 22 kills. This was their team's final score, as the entire team was wiped out.

Pang Yun looked up, somewhat helpless: "Facing the orc army's assault was terrifying. Spears came from all angles, and axes and other hidden weapons were thrown directly. Even with our shield coordination, it was very difficult to defend. Killing 22 orcs, I thought it was pretty good. But look at Senior Zhang Qing, look at my master Xu Jingming, they are so relaxed. The orc army's assault doesn't threaten them at all."

As he spoke, Pang Yun lightly tapped to enlarge the battle scene of Xu Jingming's team.

Indeed, Xu Jingming was very relaxed.

He held dual shields, and with a shake, a large number of orcs stumbled backward. Wang Yi was well-protected and could freely shoot arrows.

"Your master is very talented," the middle-aged man beside him nodded, "I am very impressed with his spear technique, and I didn't expect his shield technique to be so good."

"Dad, you made me practice spear technique and specifically named Xu Jingming as my teacher for three years. You also said there was no need to train my body." Pang Yun looked at the middle-aged man, grinning, "Dad, did you know something in advance?"

The middle-aged man and the woman exchanged glances.

"This kid..." the middle-aged man looked at his son, calmly saying, "You're not young anymore. Keep some things in your heart and don't talk about them outside."

"I understand," Pang Yun nodded obediently.

"Our Xia country is holding the Seed Cup, and the White Eagle Federation, Rome, and Russia are also holding their own tournaments," the middle-aged man said, "Each country is just hoping to seize more opportunities."

"Seize opportunities?" Pang Yun pondered.

The woman beside him smiled, "Son, just focus on your spear training. Being able to reach the divine level in a month in the virtual world, your father and I are quite satisfied. Keep working hard."

"Yes," Pang Yun immediately responded.

"Also..." the middle-aged man watched the Rilimu team's scene, focusing on Xu Jingming's shield technique in the battle, which was slowed down ten times in his view, "Your master is someone worth getting to know. You should interact with him more."

"Oh?" Pang Yun nodded obediently, looking at his father, "Dad, what did you see?"

The middle-aged man glanced at his son, helplessly not saying more.

...

Life Evolution Bureau.

"The current number of online viewers in our Xia official live broadcast room has reached 1.028 billion, almost the limit, and it is still fluctuating," the secretary reported.

Director Zhou sat there, looking at the scene displayed before him. With over a billion viewers, the system quickly locked onto some key figures, all of whom were closely watched by the entire Xia country.

Among them, only one person was highlighted with a purple glow, marked out.

"Hmm?"

Director Zhou saw this and smiled, "Little Pang is quite rare, actually watching the Seed Cup."

"Mr. Pang now spends an average of 22 hours a day in the virtual world, working very hard," the secretary said, "But his health is not a concern."

"Even if his health is not a concern, his mind needs to relax," Director Zhou said, immediately lightly tapping the screen to contact another friend, and an old man appeared on the screen.

"Brother Fang, Little Pang is now spending 22 hours a day in the virtual world?" Director Zhou asked, "Is it too tiring?"

"We have advised him, but he doesn't listen," the old man surnamed Fang said, "He says this is the most critical time, and he must seize every minute and second."

"Understood."

Director Zhou nodded, "In any case, ensure his health remains in the best condition."

"Definitely," the old man surnamed Fang nodded, then said, "Little Pang is one line. The martial arts experts you are responsible for are an even more important line, a continuous one! I hope this Seed Cup can produce more talented experts."

Director Zhou nodded, "Let's work together."

"Let's work together," the old man surnamed Fang smiled slightly.