Chapter 686: Chapter 687 Lucky Bye
The match of one hundred down to fifty had come to an end.
Ji Tiantian’s mecha was only slightly damaged and after minor repairs, it was fit to continue competing.
"Half an hour later, the matches from fifty to twenty will take place, which are also the last matches of today. Those who advance into the top twenty will go to the first district to participate in the final."
The same half-hour interval as before was barely enough for those with severely damaged mechas to carry out repairs.
Half an hour later, the host’s voice resonated once more, all competitors had already assembled in the middle of the field.
"This round will still involve drawing lots for matches, but as one competitor’s mecha is severely damaged, they temporarily cannot participate in the competition, hence there is a ’lucky draw’ in our box that allows one to bypass this round and directly advance."
"Please remember, luck is also a part of strength."
After the host finished speaking, a slight murmur of excitement erupted among the crowd.
"Oh my gosh, I wish I were that lucky."
"Dream on, as long as you can advance, that’s all that matters."
"Exactly, even if you draw it, what good is it if you don’t have the strength? You’d just die in the final match."
"That’s true."
At the same time, Nian Shutong grasped Dou Dou’s hand.
"Aunt, I’m already making a wish."
"Good boy."
Nian Shutong felt if not now, then when was the time to utilize Dou Dou’s abilities?
It was time to seek luck from his own mother.
At that moment, Ji Sisi also glanced over toward the stands, smiling at Dou Dou; although Dou Dou could not see her, she was still very pleased.
Everyone proceeded to draw lots one by one, This time, they only needed to fight one match.
With one spot bypassed, there were still twenty-four pairs of matches to be conducted to decide the twenty-four winners, along with one lucky person, making a total of twenty-five competitors.
These twenty-five competitors would be divided into five groups of five.
These groups would include a melee, where the first to fall would be eliminated.
This round was testing many things, including forming alliances.
This time, the designer took the draw, Ji Sisi was the only person serving dual roles, wearing her mecha as she drew her lot, thus she stood a bit at the rear, with only two people left after her.
As each competitor drew their lot, no one picked the lucky draw.
It now came to the person before Ji Sisi, still not a lucky draw, and it was almost Ji Sisi’s turn.
Ji Sisi stepped forward, her position was equivalent to the match point.
If she drew it, it was her luck, and the remaining two would definitely be competitors.
If not, it meant there was a lucky draw and a competitor for Ji Sisi among the remaining two.
At this moment, everyone’s gaze was fixed on Ji Sisi’s hand, her mechanical arm reached into the box as she asked, "What does the lucky ball look like?"
The nearby host, smiling, said, "It’s a red ball, with the word ’luck’ written on it."
"Oh...it looks like this."
Ji Sisi opened her palm, a small red ball rested inside, clearly marked with the word ’luck’.
"She actually drew it!"
"That’s incredibly lucky!"
"Right, none of the previous forty some people caught it."
"Now she advances directly."
"I’m so jealous."
Many genuinely envied her, even Ji Tiantian, who had always been attentive to Ji Sisi, felt somewhat emotional.
Her luck always seemed so good.
The leader of the Ji Family merely scoffed in disdain, someone without strength could only get so far.
But Ji Sisi didn’t care about that, having obtained the lucky ball she waved towards the stands, even blowing a flying kiss.
Nian Shutong visibly dodged to the side, telling Dou Dou, "Your mom sent you that."
Dou Dou looked helplessly at his aunt, yet played along with his mom, reaching out his small hand in the air, as if catching the kiss.
Ji Sisi, having the bye, didn’t need to participate in the first round where half were eliminated, so she simply sat aside to watch the battle, waiting for the final round to pick the top twenty.
Ji Sisi was never dumb, she carefully observed each contestant’s strengths and weaknesses, memorizing them all for when the group battle of five arrived, devising how she would make her move.
She felt that nobody would want to team up with her to eliminate others; the most likely scenario was that in their group, the other four were her enemies. Thus, she had to strike quickly, eliminating one at a time.
From fifty to twenty-five, the elimination round completed swiftly as all the matches were conducted simultaneously.
The advanced twenty-four people, including the lucky Ji Sisi, drew cards again, those drawing the same number would be in one group.
Ji Sisi quickly drew her card, number five.
So, the five groups were quickly separated, each at a different side of the field; Ji Sisi and Ji Tiantian’s mechas were not in the same group, it seemed they would meet in the final.
In Ji Sisi’s Group Five, just as she had expected, the four unexpectedly agreed unanimously to eliminate Ji Sisi despite not knowing each other.
In their view, Ji Sisi had merely advanced this far by luck.
Ji Sisi, who had once been trained by Nian Shutong in the Insect Clan Battlefield for a month, was acutely aware of the hostility from the other four.
Since they are enemies, there was nothing much to be said.
"Kill!"
Ji Sisi cried out loudly, swinging a punch towards a nearby mecha with a tricky angle, its quick execution was beyond everyone’s expectations.
Just as they reacted, the nearby mecha was already emitting smoke, lying motionless on the ground.
Without giving them any chance to react, right after her punch, Ji Sisi followed with a powerful kick in midair, kicking another prepared mecha out of the ring; its lights flickering before going out.
In a blink of an eye, two mechas were incapacitated.
"Stop———" Before the referee could utter to stop the match, Ji Sisi, leaping up, turned midair, the inertia from her kicking perfectly landing on another nearby mecha.
With a loud "boom———," it seemed near scrap.
"Stop the match!"
The referee’s shouting did nothing to halt Ji Sisi’s attack; after the kick ended midair, she curled up and like a cannonball, collided with the last mecha.
"Boom————"
Another one scrapped.
"Stop!"
The referee shouted, only to meet Ji Sisi’s innocent gaze as she removed her helmet.
"Referee, you didn’t blow the whistle."
"The sound of the whistle signifies the end, that’s the rule."