Chapter 145: Team Captains! Do You Still Dare to Fight to the Death?
There were already many trolls online questioning the lottery.
Some people even suggested that traitors had secretly rigged the draw.
The reason was simple...
Why did the Dragon Nation's teams have to fight each other right from the start?
Meanwhile, the three champion favorite teams from other foreign empires had all successfully made it to the semi-finals?
To shut these trolls up, the Dragon Nation's officials and the higher-ups from these foreign empires jointly decided to conduct a public lottery draw.
This was to demonstrate fairness.
At the same time, they also released the backstage draw footage from the previous two days to prove that there was absolutely no foul play.
Currently, the team from Tanding Academy of the Demon Empire had a captain who was a Destruction Demon, level 99, a third-stage Martial Saint named 'Altair Melard.'
The team from Avalon Academy of the Elf Empire had a captain who was an elf, also level 99, a third-stage Druid known as 'Lias.'
The team from Dracula Academy of the Vampire Empire had a captain who was a vampire, also level 99, a third-stage Blood Spirit Emperor named 'Hermann.'
What can be seen is...
The strength of these three captains is very top-notch.
They were all at level 99, just one step away from reaching level 100 and undergoing their fourth-stage transformation.
It's because the Inter-Species Newcomers' Exchange Competition was scheduled for now.
If it had been held a bit later, these three captains might have broken through to level 100 and successfully completed their fourth-stage transformation.
At that point, the gap between their teams would have been much more significant.
Of course...
Even now, their overall team strength is superior to these three teams.
Every member of these three teams is above level 90.
The key is their strength isn't comparable to those bounty hunters who only operate in the wild.
In previous matches, these three teams displayed overwhelming dominance.
No team could stand against them.
Altair, tall and mighty, although not as tall as the giants or beastmen, his over two-meter height and bulging muscles hidden under a tight-fitting combat suit, clearly indicated his terrifying explosive power!
The power fluctuations he emitted were suffocating.
After stepping forward, his black-red demonic eyes fixed on Wang Chen.
In the next second, he revealed a sinister smile, and his extremely brutal voice reached Wang Chen's ears.
"Trash! If you have the guts, challenge me to a death match after this!"
"I'll make sure your whole team doesn't even know how they died!"
Arrogant, rampant, domineering.
In such a public setting, he dared to say such provocative words in front of so many people.
Wow!
As expected.
The entire audience erupted because of his brief yet arrogant words!
"What an arrogant demon! Damn it!"
"Don't agree, he's doing it on purpose, their team must have figured out how to target your team!"
"Damn! Not giving us any face at all!"
"Alas, given our performance in recent years, what face do we have?"
For a while, the audience from the Dragon Nation had very unpleasant expressions.
Some wanted to advise Wang Chen to stay calm and not fall for the provocation.
Others thought not to be a coward and to fight directly.
After all, in a death match, it wasn't them who would die.
In response.
Wang Chen calmly glanced at the tall demon.
"What? Are you scared?"
Altair continued to sneer.
Wang Chen shook his head, speaking calmly, "With your level of strength, you're not qualified to scare me."
Then he looked at his teammates, "What about you guys? Do you think we should accept this death match?"
If it were a one-on-one match, Wang Chen would agree without hesitation.
But this was a team match.
The opinions of the other team members had to be considered.
And in a death match, failure meant death.
Like what happened to the Titan Academy team.
The entire team of beastmen was killed by Little Zi's devouring and degradation.
Regarding Wang Chen's inquiry, Meng Yongsheng and others smiled slightly.
"Captain, I have no opinion, it's up to you!"
"Me too, no opinion!"
"Let's take them down! We already took down Titan Academy, what more these obviously stupid demons!"
Meng Yongsheng and others weren't afraid.
Mainly because they had great confidence in Wang Chen.
It should be known...
During previous training, they practiced with teachers from the school who were over level 100!
Even those teachers, who were just over level 100, marveled at Wang Chen's strength.
They all lamented that if they were only a bit over level 100, they would lose to Wang Chen.
Currently.
Facing these talented but under-level 100 demon teams.
There's no problem at all.
Moreover, this was for the glory of the nation!
"Alright, I accept your death match invitation!"
Wang Chen coldly looked at Altair.
Altair sneered, then placed his hand into the transparent lottery box.
This transparent lottery box allowed only the audience to see inside.
The participants couldn't see from behind.
Then Altair pulled out a ball numbered 1.
Immediately...
The captain of Dracula Academy, Hermann, also reached in and pulled out.
Wow!
"Also a number 1 ball!"
"The first match is Tanding Academy VS Dracula Academy!"
The crowd exclaimed.
"Looks like our opponent is Xuanyuan Academy, in the second match."
The beautiful and gentle elf captain smiled slightly, nodding to Wang Chen.
"The semi-final lineup is confirmed!"
"The first match: Tanding Academy versus Dracula Academy!"
"The second match: Xuanyuan Academy versus Avalon Academy!"
"The teams for the first match, please come to the stage!"
The referee announced loudly.
"Hmph! Boy! Don't lose to these elves!"
"Or else I won't have the chance to cut off your head!"
While going on stage, Altair arrogantly looked at Wang Chen.
As if in his eyes, defeating the vampire team was a sure thing.
This attitude greatly displeased the seven vampire players from Dracula Academy.
As fellow champion favorites, how dare you say we're inferior to your demons?
In response.
Wang Chen couldn't even be bothered to respond.
Talking is useless compared to using strength to slap faces.
The only regret was that his master didn't come to watch the match.
Perhaps in his master's eyes, this kind of ordinary match wasn't worth coming to see.
Returning to his seat.
The match officially began.