Starting From Fooling the Elderly into Registering for a Cultivation Training Class Chapter 176 – Yun Country's Team—Disaster

Chapter 176: Yun Country's Team—Disaster

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Arena 3.

After the referee robot announced the winner, Mao Zhigang calmly walked down the stage.

“I have fulfilled my mission. I hope I didn't disappoint everyone!” Mao Zhigang spoke softly.

“Not bad, your performance was excellent!” Everyone acknowledged.

“That's good!” Mao Zhigang instantly heaved a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, Wang Zhixing sighed.

Mao Zhigang's heart tensed. Then, finally, he asked, “Professor Wang, did I not do well enough?”

“You did very well!”

Mao Zhigang frowned. “Then why did you sigh?”

“I sighed because of this system.” Wang Zhixing placed the tablet in front of Mao Zhigang.

The screen displayed [09: 58: 32]

“I thought that we would be matched up immediately after winning, but we still have to wait for ten minutes. This will take us forever.”

Wang Zhixing could not help but grumble unhappily.

Their mission this time was to obtain the qualifications to participate in the Martial Arts Conference.

Because there was not much time left, Wang Zhixing wanted to quickly increase their points.

Only by getting 1000 points and above could they challenge higher-ranked teams and strive to enter the ranks of the top 100 teams before the end of the competition.

But now, there was even a cooldown period for the match-up system, which greatly affected their progress. Wang Zhixing couldn't help but worry.

Mao Zhigang thought for a while and suggested, “Why don't we ask the staff? They should have a solution.”

“That's doable.” Wang Zhixing's eyes lit up. “Then I'll go find the staff. Wait for me here.”

Just like that, Wang Zhixing quickly found a staff member.

The staff member was rather surprised by Wang Zhixing's arrival.

After all, Xia Country's team was the focus of the entire world and was extremely popular.

“Hello, I'm Professor from Immortal Sect. May I ask if you can cancel the match up waiting time?” Wang Zhixing asked politely.

The staff member was stunned. This was the first time he had heard such a request since the competition began.

If it was under normal circumstances, it would definitely not be allowed. However, the other party was a team from Xia Country. Therefore, they were guaranteed to be highly rated.

The staff pretended to think and said, “Professor, your request is beyond my authority, but I can report it to the higher-ups. Please wait patiently.”

“Alright!” Wang Zhixing nodded slightly and stood to the side to wait.

Then, the staff contacted the higher-ups and reported Wang Zhixing's request.

Two or three minutes later, a tall man in a blue suit rushed over.

“Hello, Professor!” The tall man smiled. “My name is Jezeb. I'm the person in charge of this competition.”

Wang Zhixing sized up Jezeb, then said, “Mr. Jezeb, may I ask if my request can be fulfilled?”

Without hesitation, Jezeb said, “No problem. I've already instructed the programmer to take care of it. It should be done soon.”

“Right, I have another request.”

“Go ahead.”

“Can you reduce the preparation time? 20 minutes is too long.”

“Well…” Jezeb looked troubled.

“Is it very difficult?” Wang Zhixing asked with a frown.

Jezeb considered this for a moment, then said, “Sir, it is not a difficult request, but I need to discuss it with the other executives.

After all, we still have to consider the other teams. So we can't just change it as we wish.”

Wang Zhixing thought it over. It was a little difficult to carry out his request. If Jezeb can't change it, it will be fine, but it would be much better if he could.

“Sir we will contact you immediately if there is any news,” said Jezeb.

“Thank you,” Wang Zhixing said.

“Professor, you're too kind. This is what we should do. If you have any problems in the future, you can approach us anytime,” Jezeb said solemnly.

“Mm.”

Back to the team.

“Dad, how is it?” Wang Jiajun hurriedly asked.

“It's alright. The organizers said that it will be taken care of very soon, so I'll wait,” Wang Zhixing replied.

“Shall we return to the preparation area first?” Wang Jiajun suggested again.

Wang Zhixing shook his head slightly. “Coming and going is so troublesome. We'll just wait here.”

“Alright then!”

Everyone sat down cross-legged.

Wang Zhixing took advantage of his free time to check the top 100 teams on his tablet.

Firstly, he was looking at the team ranked first.

[Disaster (Yun Country)]

Disaster?

Wang Zhixing seemed lost in thought as he muttered, “Disaster represents calamity and suffering in the Yun Country. From their name of this group, they seem confident in their own strength.”

Wang Zhixing checked the results, and his eyes lit up. A green page, the next page was entirely green too.

“They won all 1,326 matches. It seems that they are quite strong.”

“Mm? Only one person has been competing?”

Wang Zhixing carefully looked through their battle results. Without exception, they had only sent one person to fight from beginning to end, and the other two members had never fought.

This made Wang Zhixing rather surprised.

Hence, he checked the information of these three people.

As the three of them had participated in the elimination competition for some time, apart from one person, the identities of the other two were very clear.

[Ox Ghost, his real name is Daimon Kogoro, 30 years old, 9 feet tall, and proficient in all kinds of combat techniques. He is a genius brawler from Yun Country.]

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[Lil Weasel, real name, Himura Kenshin. Born in a family of swordmasters, he has displayed exceptional talent in swordsmanship since he was young. He is proficient in Nitoryu1 and was awarded the title of Sword Saint-to-be before the age of thirty.]

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[Invisible Snake. Covered entirely in a black robe. Gender unknown. Identity unknown. However, one thing is certain. They are extremely powerful.

Someone speculated that he might be the strongest of the three.]

After reading through their introductions, Wang Zhixing muttered, “Their strength is truly formidable. No wonder they've been victorious.”

Then, Wang Zhixing selected a few videos of their matches.

The person fighting was Daimon Kogoro. He had a standard square face and a pair of narrowed eyes. He looked honest but somewhat mature, like an amiable middle-aged uncle.

But one could not be deceived by a kind appearance.

In combat, Daimon Kogoro was like a god of war.

His muscles were like iron. Not only was he strong for offense, but his defense was also astonishing.

Wang Zhixing carefully watched those battles. Daimon Kogoro had a body that could withstand sharp weapons. His body was like an impenetrable wall. He was terrifying.

His martial arts skills were at least at the level of a Grandmaster.

Wang Zhixing speculated that if Daimon Kogoro went all out, he would probably be stronger than some veteran grandmasters.

At this moment, Wang Zhixing could not help but feel some pressure.

This was because when Qin Chuan sent them here, he had specifically instructed them not to use the power of cultivation unless absolutely necessary.

Apart from obtaining the qualifications to participate in the Martial Arts Conference, their main objective was to sharpen their combat experience.

If they were to use the power of immortal cultivation from the start, it would be meaningless. They would be able to kill even a martial Grandmaster instantly.

“It seems that we need to pay special attention to the Yun Country's team,” Wang Zhixing mused.

Then, he went to check on the other teams.

After seven to eight minutes, he had gone through all the top 100 teams.

Wang Zhixing put down his tablet and exhaled heavily.

In his heart, he already had a certain understanding of the strength of these teams.

Apart from those from Yun Country's team, the top ten teams on the rankings were all genetically modified people.

The majority of the lower-ranked teams were also genetically modified.

The ones that pose a threat to us are only the top ten teams, especially those from Yun Country. We have to pay special attention to them.

Still, we have only just started. When we get 1000 points, we will challenge some teams with considerable strength. Our overall combat experience will definitely increase greatly.

At that time, it should not be a problem to fight with these top ten teams.

Wang Zhixing analyzed the situation internally.

On the other side.

A bunch of executives from the organizers were discussing Wang Zhixing's request.

Right now, Wang Zhixing's group was extremely popular. If they were to compete soon, the viewership ratings would probably explode.

Therefore, to them, shortening the preparation time was definitely more beneficial than detrimental.

Capital was all about money. Since there was a lot of money to be earned, they would not let this opportunity slip.

They very quickly made changes to Wang Zhixing's suggestion.

Arena 3, team rest area.

Jezeb walked over with an excited heart.

“Professor, good news!” Jezeb exclaimed.

Seeing how excited he was, Wang Zhixing believed that his request had been approved.

“Professor, all your suggestions have been realized.

“From now on, Immortal Sect has no time restrictions for match ups, and the preparation time has been shortened to ten minutes,” Jezeb said.

Wang Zhixing nodded his head slightly. Although ten minutes was still a bit long, it was still better than before.

“Thank you, Mr. Jezeb.”

“Hehe, Professor, you're too kind. This is my job.”

“Professor, do you have any other requests?” Jezeb asked.

Wang Zhixing shook his head. “Not for now.”

“Alright then. If there's a problem, do inform me.”

With that, Jezeb smiled and walked away.

Wang Zhixing turned on his tablet. Although the interface had not changed, there was no longer a time column under the match-up icon. Indeed, as Jezeb had said, the waiting period had been canceled.

Thus, Wang Zhixing clicked on the match-up icon.

After a while, they successfully matched up with the team.

[Black Claw Falcon (Chesburg) 30 wins eight losses]

Just like before, he selected individual mode.

“Professor Wang, since there's waiting time, let's not draw lots!

“I suggest we take turns to go on and ensure that everyone has a chance.”

“That's a good suggestion. If we draw lots, some of us might not get a chance to fight until the end of the competition.”

Wang Zhixing nodded. “That's a good suggestion. Let's do that.”

“If we take turns, we'll line up according to our age. Does anyone have any objections?”

“No, everyone has a chance to go on anyway. I don't care about the sequence.”

“Alright then, the youngest here is Jiajun. You'll be up for this round.”

“Roger!” Wang Jiajun said happily.

After the personnel was confirmed, the system provided the arena number for the match.

A few seconds later, the name of the Immortal Sect appeared on the huge screen.

In an instant, the crowd erupted again.

Chapter end