noffsinger Chapter 265 Drawing Lots
Chapter 265 Drawing Lots
Why did you suddenly become a coward?
After the man in black robes had gone far away, Green Snake looked at Dog Tooth, who was still in shock, with doubt and astonishment in her eyes.
She had never seen Dogtooth make that expression before; it was truly novel...
"That guy..."
Dogtooth kept calming himself down. Although he hadn't finished speaking, Green Snake already understood what he meant.
"He's very strong?"
Green Snake's eyes flickered; she had never seen Dog Tooth so frightened before.
"It's terrifying..."
At this moment, Dogtooth's shock and fear were beyond measure, and he continued in a trembling voice:
"In my life, I have smelled the scent of many powerful people. There are young silver-level talents with unlimited potential, and there are powerful gold-level talents whose aura is awe-inspiring."
"But this is the first time I've met someone like this. Just by standing there, with just one look, the sense of oppression he exudes surpasses that of anyone I've ever met before."
"I don't know what rank he is, nor how strong he is, but I do know that this guy is definitely not an ordinary person."
"That aura... perhaps only geniuses... no, even those geniuses pale in comparison. A monster! Yes! Only a monster can describe this guy..."
"Green Snake, take my advice: if you draw that guy, just surrender, don't hesitate..."
"Is it... that exaggerated?"
Looking at the dog-tooth-like expression that didn't seem fake, the green snake's expression became uncertain.
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The lounge provided by the organizers was large enough to accommodate 32 people without any problem. Although the Gods War does not restrict the origin of the participants, most of the participants were from the same country.
Therefore, they all knew each other to some extent, and they usually gathered in twos and threes to chat.
Soon, the organizers' staff also came indoors. The one leading them was a man with a rather refined demeanor; at least at first glance, he didn't give off a bad vibe.
"Greetings, sirs. I am Ansk, a staff member of the Sand Gold Arena and the host of the God Wars. I am here to conduct the match draw for you."
On the first day of the Gods War, thirty-two contestants will compete in one-on-one matches in the arena. In other words, they will be divided into sixteen groups and compete in sixteen matches that day.
Now, when the players arrive at the venue, they draw their opponents and determine their order of appearance.
"Alright, let's start drawing lots!"
Ansk took the cardboard box from his colleague and placed it on the table in the center of the break room.
There are 36 shuffled number cards in the cardboard box, which have been specially treated to prevent cheating, and the order of the matches is determined by the number cards.
Number 1 vs. Number 2, Number 3 vs. Number 4, Number 5 vs. Number 6, and so on. The order of appearance is also the same, with Number 1 and Number 2 playing the first match of the day.
As Ansk announced the start of the draw, everyone began to draw lots in an orderly manner.
"I am number seven!"
“I’m number 13!”
"Hey! I'm number 14!"
"Then we're rivals. You'd better watch out, I won't hold back."
"Hmph! You're acting like you've already won!"
"Let me see mine!"
Finally, it was Dogtooth's turn to step forward, but just as he was about to draw, a gentle breeze suddenly came from his ear.
call out!
A number plate suddenly flew out of the box, then grazed past Dogtooth's ear and landed in a man's hand!
"You mother!"
Looking at the gaunt man with a shaved head and large tattoos, Dog Tooth's name came to mind.
Lute, a player from the same region, did not run into him due to the competition format. They did not know each other and had only met during the competition.
Meanwhile, the skinny man was playing with the number plate in his hand. When he saw Dog Tooth looking over, he put on a mischievous expression and whistled, his provocation practically overflowing.
"Holy shit..."
Dogtooth also cursed angrily. He was quite annoyed by this provocative behavior and couldn't help but want to teach this guy a lesson so that he would know that he was not someone to be trifled with.
But he stopped after taking only two steps because the next person to draw a card had already come up.
"Brother! You go first!"
Upon seeing that figure he could never forget, Dogtooth immediately lost his temper and quickly stepped aside, letting him take the first shot.
The man in black robes ignored Dog Tooth and slowly reached into the box. After a while, he took out a number plate with the number nine.
Nine!
I definitely don't want to draw a number ten!
Dogtooth also saw the black-robed man's number plate. The moment he saw the number plate, he prayed in his heart that he wouldn't run into the black-robed man, because he really didn't want to face this guy.
Please, please don't draw it! Please, please don't draw it!
Wait a minute... Where have I seen number 10 before?
Dogtooth seemed to have thought of something, and slowly turned his head to look behind him. What he saw made his face light up with joy, and all his previous anger and worry disappeared.
Because what Lute was holding was a number plate with the number ten printed on it. At this moment, Lute did not understand what had happened and was still looking at Dogtooth with disdain, seemingly disgusted by his submissive expression when facing the man in black robes.
Really...
Really...
"Hahahahahaha!!"
What a stroke of luck! I, Grandpa Dog, am truly a man blessed by fate.
"Hahahaha!"
"Hahahaha!"
"Dog teeth? Are you crazy?"
Dogtooth's loud laughter attracted everyone present, even his companion Green Snake couldn't help but look at him with a puzzled expression.
"Hahahaha!"
"Calm down, stop laughing!"
After being pulled by the green snake, Dog Tooth finally stopped, but the smile remained on his face, as if he hadn't yet recovered from his joy.
"Fool."
Upon seeing this, Lute immediately cursed contemptuously. He had originally considered Dogtooth a worthy opponent, but now it seemed he was nothing more than a fool.
However, just as Lute thought so, so did Dogtooth. Looking at Lute's arrogant face, Dogtooth was already imagining how he would get a beating tomorrow.
If you hadn't insisted on taking the draw, I might have been the one facing this guy. Actually, I should thank you! Hahaha!
Just you wait, Lute, I'm really looking forward to your performance tomorrow!
Hehehe!