Chapter 429: Evil God Ritual - Boathouse

The presidents of the major guilds shook hands with Bai Liu in turn, and then left.

The moderator continued his commentary in shock: "According to the usual procedure, the first place pre-season player should draw the team first, but since the president of the first place pre-season team, Russell Cemetery, is in the process of changing, the president of the second place team, Wandering Circus - "

"-- Bai Liu, come forward to draw the team!"

In front of the large screen in the viewing pool, a raffle table slowly protrudes, with an opaque black curtain box with an opening for a person's arm, and three steps below the raffle table.

Bai Liu slowly stepped forward, stepped onto the dais, lowered his eyes and, with everyone in the room watching with bated breath, reached inside the box, grasped a ping-pong ball inside, took it out and handed it to the staff waiting nearby.

The staff member carefully cut open the elastic ball with a knife, then took out a piece of paper from inside and carefully unfolded it face down without looking at it himself, but simply held it up and turned it around to show the whole audience.

A brief silence fell over the otherwise noisy crowd as they saw the sign on the piece of paper.

The guild members of the eight teams sitting on the inner perimeter also had stunned expressions, many of them dropping even their waving banners in a trance.

Hearts raised an eyebrow slightly, Phoebe cupped her face cutely and grinned crookedly, Cen Buming looked cool and clutched her chest as if expecting it, Daniel sat up with a grim look on his face, Georgia tilted her head slightly and whispered something to Armand who looked serious next to her.

With his arms folded and his cane propped up, Charles looked away from Bai Liu, who was standing in the middle of the ornamental pond with an uncharacteristic look on his face, and curled his lips slightly.

This gamble is getting interesting.

Liao Ke's grip on Spades' shoulder tightened abruptly as Bai Yi stared dumbfounded at the label and muttered, "Shit, we can't be this unlucky ......"

"The Reverse God is not here." Bai Jiamu snapped his head around to look at Liao Ke, his face dark, "How can we fight without a tactician?!"

The host's voice trembled with excitement as his waving arms resounded throughout the viewing pool, "What unspeakable good fortune, our newly promoted team, right out of the gate, has drawn the number one team - the Killer Sequence!!!"

The one that was held up with the label paper had a reverse cross drawn on it - the emblem of the Slayer Sequence.

Regardless of whether this match is won or lost, drawing the Killer Sequence means that the Killer Sequence will definitely go down to play, and whether it wins or loses, it means that a huge number of betting pools will go down with a bang on the opening day of the challenge.

The whole crowd was in a frenzy!

"The battle is about to begin! All spectators, take your places! Get your chips in hand and get ready to place your bets!" The host shook his hands, his face contorted with excitement, "And now for the Tactician of the Killer Sequence to come down to the ring for the usual declaration of war session with the Tactician of the Wandering Circus!"

Liao Ke took a deep breath as he raised his hand to indicate he wanted to speak, "Our team's tactician is away and I am temporarily acting as tactician to execute the flow of the game."

The expressions of both the host and the audience froze for a moment before turning into a huge, grimace-inducing expression of frenzy, "The Reverse God is not there?!"

"Changing tacticians on the spot is a top no-no! It will bring the whole team down to a new level!"

The presenter's voice broke: "Everyone! Everyone! Can our newly promoted team complete the reverse course of last year's killer sequence - the Challenge Dragon Slayer!"

"If this team succeeds in slaying the dragon, bets on this roving circus team can now be more than doubled by a hundred! Please seize your chance! The sooner you bet, the more you get back! Do your best! Hurry! Place your bets! Place your bets!"

Wang Shun, sitting on the lounge chair in the aisle with his eyes reflecting the system panel, even though he had seen a lot of things with Hearts, he couldn't help but draw a cold breath when he saw the almost linear increase in the betting rate of the pool: "......37 times. ."

"That's horrible too ......"

With so many points bet, if you lose on the first race, it will leave quite a damning impression in the minds of these spectators, who will retaliate by not betting again in the later races, and it will be very difficult to get the popularity rush exemption ......

Wang Shun couldn't help but look worriedly at the players in the field, before finally settling his eyes on Bai Liu standing in the centre: "...... President."

Liao Ke turns around and prepares to walk down the back passage.

Bai Jiamu suddenly grabbed his wrist, his lips pursed, his gaze deep as he whispered the question, "The Reverse God ...... is so smart, has always arranged everything, and can prophesy to see the future, he will be fine, right?"

Liao Ke's back was turned as he walked down the stairs, "He'll be fine."

"He said that he would come and stop Bai Liu from winning the race himself."

Liao Ke said and drew his hand downwards, he took one step to the cubicle in front of the big screen and with complicated eyes held out his hand to Bai Liu who was standing there waiting for him, "I didn't expect to face you so early."

Bai Liu looked up calmly and held out his hand for a handshake, "I didn't expect that either."

Liao Ke was quiet for a moment: "Thank you very much for your willingness to lend us the use of the game pool earlier."

"You're welcome." Bai Liu spoke in a flat tone, "And thank you for putting me in a solo match, I really needed this one to earn me popularity."

Liao Ke looked up slowly: "It seems you've guessed our match arrangement."

In the absence of the Reverse Gods, the team matches could not start for a while and something would go terribly wrong, then Liao Ke, as the temporary tactician on the field, would find ways to stall for time in the single and double matches.

Bai Liu was quiet for a moment: "The Reverse God will definitely be on, won't he?"

"The opponent is you." Liao Ke spoke with certainty, "Then yes, no matter how badly injured, the man would have crawled to get here to fight against you."

Bai Liu lowered her eyes and withdrew her hand, "I know."

"I'll wait for him."

Bai Liu was about to turn around and leave when Liao Ke suddenly spoke up, "This time, he won't let you win again, he'll beat you even if he has to."

Bai Liu backed up and gave a faint hmph before walking off the stage.

Liao Ke took a deep look at Bai Liu's departing back and turned to walk out of the communication cubicle as well.

The host probes left and right, "Now that the tacticians from both sides have finished exchanging ideas, it's time to come out with the arrangements for the singles -"

"No surprise in the killer sequence, the single out should be ace starter Spades."

As soon as the presenter's voice was spoken, Spades, propped up on the fence with one hand, rolled onto his back and strode towards the big screen, a black bone whip tied up at random around his waist and a number of straps strapped to his trousers, which Spades kicked around as he walked, forcing the props to be pinned to his trousers and shaking one off.

Spades looked down at the prop and didn't move.

Liao Ke covered his face, his voice weak: "...... I know you don't like to bring props on the field, but count me as begging you, don't get it off on purpose, I can tell you kicked it off on purpose, pick it up ...... "

-- The props on Spades' trousers were just forced on Spades by Liao Ke.

Spades, a guy who has always played without any props, whether in tournaments or games, was given a maximum of fifteen minutes to last before Spades dropped it, either deliberately or accidentally.

But this time Liao Ke ordered Spades to bring enough props to the stage.

The opponent is Bai Liu. ...... It's always good to have an extra safeguard.

Liao Ke is propped up against the fence, looking deep into the eyes of Bai Liu, who is approaching with a pale expression.

It's no exaggeration to say that of all the teams he's played against with great dangerous ability, none of them have brought him as much pressure as someone like Bai Liu breezing onto the field.

Liao Ke felt her heart beating so fast that it was about to pop out of her throat.

Wang Shun felt his heart leap into his throat.

He clutches the pen and paper in his hand, his eyes fixed on Bai Liu, who is on the stage, and keeps taking deep breaths to adjust to his slightly dizzy state, as if it is not Bai Liu who is on the stage, but himself.

Wang Shun was sitting on the bench next to the other players who were not on the field for the moment and didn't look in as good a shape as he was.

Muke's face is bloodless, the tips of his fingers unconsciously pinched by himself, Liu Jiayi's lips pursed, his calves taut, Tang Erda's brow furrowed, a few seconds to touch the gun on his back, then a slow exhale of foul breath.

Mu Sicheng gritted his teeth and shook his leg frantically, "Fuck, I'm so nervous I want to vomit a bit."

Tang Erda patted him on the shoulder, "Relax and get in shape, you have a pairs match later and Bai Liu has an exemption, it won't be a big deal."

When Liu Jiayi heard this, he did not look relieved, but rather more tense: "Bai Liu does have a death warrant."

"But he won't necessarily use it in this one." Muke's lips were bloodless, "Or rather, to take care of us who don't have an exemption in the regatta, and to add excitement and betting to the game -"

"- Bai Liu Probably won't use the get-out-of-jail-free card in this one."

Mu Sicheng is dizzy: "What does that mean? This is a fucking fight with Spades! He doesn't use the get-out-of-jail-free card? Is he crazy?!"

Muke shook his head with a grimace: "It's because of Spades that Bai Liu won't use it instead."

"He wants to break Spades' undefeated singles myth once and for all, and then jump straight up in popularity to become a highly talked about star player, and as soon as a team has a star player on it, the odds are that the audience will vote the entire group into the top 100 in order to ensure that the star performer can advance."

Muke turned his head to Mu Sicheng, whose pupils had tightened, and said in one word, "If he wins the tournament in this high-risk situation without the get-out-of-jail-free card, it will basically ensure that everyone in our team will eat his popularity bonus and get the get-out-of-jail-free card."

"Is this fucking eating his popularity bonuses?!" Mu Sicheng's eyes were red and his fists were clenched, "This is fucking eating Bai Liu's life!"

The presenter's voice was almost whistling with excitement, "Here we go, here we go! Both contestants are coming on stage!"

"Will the two players please declare war on each other!"

Bai Liu stood across from Spades, looking up at him levelly, no emotion on his face: "Do you want to win?"

Spades nodded without hesitation, "I'm going to win you."

Bai Liu smiled: "I want to win too."

Slowly he grasped it from his collar and a gold medal that had fallen from the line appeared and hung around Bai Liu's neck, while a similar medal of the same style appeared around Spades' neck.

"Oh, both sides have a get-out-of-jail-free card." The host's voice was a little disappointed, "It looks like both sides are going to use it, it's a little pointless."

Bai Liu pulls the medal from around his neck and calmly moves to the side.

[System Alert: Does player Bai Liu choose to forfeit the use of the Exemption Medal for this match?

The presenter's voice snapped up: "Oh my God! What did I see! This is a standard move to waive immunity! This rookie tactician has decided to give up his immunity privileges against a lead attacker!"

"I take back my previous statement, this match, although the result is mostly unsurprising and should be won by Spades, is still something to watch."

The host teasingly teased Bai Liu: "I hope the rookie tactician doesn't punish himself for his recklessness at the moment when he dies on the field of play."

Spades looked at Bai Liu with an expressionless face as he gripped the death-exemption medal hanging around his neck, gave it a tug, raised his arm flat, and moved to the side as well.

[System Alert: Does player Spades choose to forfeit the use of the Exemption Medal for this match?

There was a brief silence from the host before he jumped up and roared out, "Our Spades player has accepted his opponent's provocation! And has decided to give up his immunity!"

"It's a battle to the death!!!"

Liao Ke's expression changed sharply and he slapped the railing: " Spades! What are you doing!"

Spades ignored Liao Ke's roar behind him as he looked at Bai Liu with a misplaced look in his eyes: "I'm going to beat you on equal terms."

Bai Liu smiles: "The guy I liked before also liked to win me on equal terms."

"I've played a lot of horror games with him but I haven't been able to beat him in any of them, he's very good at it and I've never been able to get over the fact that he's beaten me so many times and always wanted to beat him once."

"But I didn't get to win him once before he got away."

Spades eyed it, "That's how I'll win you too."

Bai Liu raised his eyes and the smile on his face deepened, "Now that you say that, let's hope you really do look like a passable souvenir-"

"-can win me over for once, I guess."

At the sound of his words, he casually loosened his grip on the death-free card.

Spades let go almost simultaneously with Bai Liu.

"Ding ding-!"

With the lanyard the two gold medals bounced off the ground with a crisp clang, then spun in the air in a circle and dispersed into gold foam, disappearing.

[System Alert: Player Bai Liu Spades confirms that he will not be using his Exemption Gold in this match].

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