Challenge

Tang Er hit them and after a few seconds of sitting there, they practically fled into the pool once more.

By the time they came out again, Bai Liu was the only one left outside the game pool.

Bai Liu's eyes calmly nodded to them, but Tang Er struggled to keep his eyes steady above Bai Liu's slightly reddened lips, clenched his fist and coughed a bit, then looked away, "......You should get some rest first, you don't need to join the training for now. "

Mu Sicheng's mouth was still slightly open, his expression blank, Mu Ke lowered his head and did not say a word, holding a pair of short knives that were dripping blood in his hands, looking like he had just killed fiercely in the game pool.

Liu Jiayi greeted Bai Liu with a raised hand and an unusual tone of voice: "Have you and Spades started talking?"

Mu Sicheng, Tang Er and Mu Ke want to unapologetically pass over this matter: "......".

Bai Liu paused for a moment, he pondered for a while, and when he talked about it again, his attitude was very natural, not at all awkward: "We should just start talking about it."

Liu Jiayi cupped his face close, tsk tsk tsk a few times, full of gossip: "I remember who it was, in the dense forest borderland this game have tricked people into marrying you this step, from the game pool out of a--"

Liu Jiayi's expression became cold for a second, the smile at the corner of her mouth became three parts cool, three parts sarcastic, and four parts careless: "--It's just a game, I didn't take it seriously."

Bai Liu: "......"

Mu Ke raised his head sharply to look at Bai Liu, Mu Sicheng's pupils continued to quake, and he stumbled over his words, "What marriage?!"

"You're married to that idiot and you just fucking started talking?!" Mu Sicheng slapped the pool in anger, "For fuck's sake, is there any relationship that starts after you get married?"

Liu Jiayi grasped the edge of the game pool, rolled over and flipped out, and after landing on the ground, he replied to Mu Sicheng's words: "Marriage first, love later, haven't you heard of it?"

Indeed never heard of it Mu Sicheng : "......"

What the fuck is this again!

This is not at all the normal procedure for a relationship, is it?

Tang Er hit a headache from the noise and helplessly interrupted the jabbering of these people, "This is Bai Liu's personal matter and freedom, let's first take care of the current matter at hand."

"The challenge will be here soon."

Several people were quiet and looked to Bai Liu, who nodded, "Let's go back to the conference room for the meeting, and we'll find out about the teams in this year's Challenge."

Wandering Circus Guild Room.

A few of the guys who had finished training took a shower and changed their clothes and sat in the conference room.

Wang Shun stepped up to the front of the conference room, and with a calm gaze, he clicked on the system panel and began to introduce the rules of the challenge and the battle teams:

"Under the rules of previous challenges, it's the first place winner of the preseason who first draws a team from the eight playoff teams they're playing against to play against, and then excluding that drawn team, the second place winner of the playoffs, which is us, then draws a team from the remaining seven teams to play against."

"But this year's situation of the two teams that were finalists in the pre-season tournament is also unique." Wang Shun said and started rubbing his temples with a sad expression, "Because the president of our guild abducted the president of someone else's first place into the guild."

"I just talked to Yuan Guang, and he told me that they weren't going to play the challenge for a while, and were going to forfeit, but-"

Wang Shun looked up to Bai Liu, who was sitting at the end of the conference table, "President, are you telling Yuan Guang not to abstain for the time being?"

Bai Liu nods, "I have other plans for him."

"Are you trying to get Yuan Guang to forfeit and give us head when they win the challenge to go into the playoffs against us? Like we did in the preseason?" Wang Shun shook his head rather disapprovingly, "Chairman, that's unlikely."

"This year's eight teams are all very strong, the challenge Yuan Guang, the probability is that they won't win, even if Yuan Guang can win the challenge, the playoffs are from high to low draw against the system, it's hard for them to meet us."

Wang Shun nodded the panel, "The playoffs are where the top four ranked guilds draw first to determine the team they will play against in one round, then the team that wins the round of confrontation draws second to determine the team they will play against in the next game."

"Unless Yuan Guang wins all the way to the finals, there's no way they're going to play against us again in the playoff schedule."

Wang Shun's brows furrowed, "But Chairman, you should know that Yuan Guang and the others don't even have a get-out-of-jail-free card, so this is unlikely."

Mu Sicheng loosely propped up his jaw, his eyes obviously wandering as he peeked at Bai Liu, and casually asked, "Yuan Guang, that skill is so dang good, can we get him into our team to help us in the tournament?"

"Can't." Wang Shun answered quickly, "All players who have already signed up for the league as an independent guild during the current year are not allowed to go on the league field as a member of another guild's battle team in the middle of a match."

Mu Sicheng finally came back to his senses as he frowned, "Even if we annexed Russell Cemetery?"

"No." Wang Shun shook his head, "After the annexation, even if Russell Cemetery as a guild completely disappears, Yuan Guang and their identities are still former Russell Cemetery Battle Team members, so when next year comes around, they can re-enroll as members of the Wandering Circus and then take the field for us, but not this year."

Mu Sicheng scratched his hair in annoyance, "Grass, then isn't this a fight where Bai Liu is injured and hospitalized, and as a result, in the end, he hasn't eaten anything but a guild name."

"No." Bai Liu folded his hands together on the tabletop as he raised his eyes, "We ate a tolerance opportunity."

Wang Shun was stunned, "What does tolerance ...... chance mean?"

Bai Liu lowered his eyes, "I'm not sure my guess is correct, but I started down this path in the hopes of eating a Challenge tolerance opportunity from Russell Cemetery."

Liu Jiayi paused for a moment, she looked sideways at Bai Liu, her tone uncertain, "After Russell merges with us, Russell Cemetery will become a subordinate organization affiliated with the Wandering Circus, and all the slots will go to us, except for the Battle Team members who can't be used for us."

"- Equivalent to us being first in the league and second in the league at the same time, we have two chances to do the challenge, is that what you want?"

Bai Liu smiles, "Yes, a spot in the Challenge is the thing I find most valuable about Russell Cemetery."

Liu Jiayi was still puzzled, her brow furrowed, "But it's a bit of a loss for you to spend so much energy and effort to get this opportunity."

"Twenty percent of the points aside, everyone on our team has taken a bit of a dip in popularity since we lost the last game, and with you still injured, this opportunity is not at all worth the amount of money you've given to Russell Cemetery."

"Let Du Sanying do the drawing, and we'll get those two end-of-the-line teams 95 percent or more of the time, and then simply make it to the playoffs after winning in the Challenge."

Liu Jiayi looked up at Bai Liu: "I know that you like to leave a backhand, but you would never prepare a backhand for yourself when the win rate is more than eighty percent in the normal process."

"You leave yourself open to a backhanded bet, usually when the odds of winning the bet are less than one percent."

"Why this time ......" Liu Jiayi met Bai Liu's calm eyes, she seemed to realize something, her face changed violently, "Do you think... ...?!"

Liu Jiayi's latter words didn't come out under Bai Liu's eyes, but her face became particularly ugly.

Since Bai Liu did this, it can only mean one thing--

--Their chances of winning the challenge are less than one percent.

Bai Liu's eyes dropped to the smooth tabletop reflection of which his shadow was, and he paused for a moment with his gaze on this reflection before slowly raising his eyes to look at all of them:

"This time, I hope I guessed wrong."

After the meeting, Wang Shun was kept by Bai Liu.

He looked at Bai Liu, who was sitting at the end of the table, with both apprehension and confusion : "President ......, I actually don't quite understand why why our guild would need the opportunity for a second challenge match so badly."

"And I also agree with what the little witch said, usually less than a situation where the chance of winning is less than one percent, chairman you rarely make backhanded arrangements, why this time ......"

Bai Liu rested his hands against the knees of his folded legs, his eyes downcast and quiet for a long time before he slowly opened his mouth to inquire, "Analyzing the data from this year's major guilds, do you think that if you take the current Wandering Circus-"

"- What can be the probability of winning the killer sequence?"

Wang Shun's pupils shrank, he lost his breath completely, and only after a long interval did he hoarsely reply, "-- the winning percentage, it won't be more than zero point five percent."

"Yes?" Bai Liu propped one hand on the right backrest of the chair, dragging his jaw as his body lazily tilted to one side, his eyes half-closed, his tone was still calm, "In that case, let's pursue the maximization of benefits."

Wang Shun was simply dumbfounded by Bai Liu's thunderbolt, and reacted dizzily for a while before jumping up and inquiring in a panic, "Chairman, the person we drew the lots for is Du Sanying, and no matter what, it's not possible to be so unlucky as to draw the Killer Sequence!"

"How unlucky would it have to be to draw the Killer Sequence right off the bat ......"

"Asking the captain to draw the lots himself would be possible." Bai Liu's eyes flowed as he lightly swept a glance at Wang Shun with the trailing edge of his eyes, asking the irrelevant question, "Have the rules for the challenge come down yet?"

Wang Shun is quiet.

He reacted for a moment, then goosebumps rose all over his body, he took two steps back, stumbled, and fell dismally into his chair, muttering incredulously, "...... No, it can't be ...... "

Wang Shun sat in the conference room as if he had been struck by lightning, while Bai Liu pushed out the door calmly.

Outside the door leaned Liu Jiayi, and when she saw Bai Liu come out, she didn't look up at him, but instead lowered her head and tapped her toes twice, "...... Are we going to have to fight the killer sequence."

"It's just my guess." Bai Liu said.

Liu Jiayi pursed her lips, "...... Did you ask Spades how the Reverse God situation is going?"

"He will be fine." Bai Liu replied with a light demeanor, "He is an important bargaining chip that Bai Liu holds in his hands that can be used to restrict me, and he won't go down so easily."

"According to what Bai Liu showed me [in the future]--"

Bai Liu said coldly, "--He should be hoping that I will kill the Reverse God myself on the field."

Liu Jiayi's breath hitched.

Day two.

Wang Shun walked into the conference room in a trance-like state, his eyes lost focus as he looked at his teammates who were already waiting in the room, and his voice was muffled when he opened his mouth:

"The challenge rules are down, no major changes have been made."

"...... But the presidents of the preseason guilds participating in the challenge are required to personally draw the playoff teams that will face each other."

"Our guild's person who drew the battle team is President White."

Everyone's eyes seemed to freeze and turn cardinally to Bai Liu, who was sitting at the end.

Bai Liu lifted his eyelids, and he gave a faint hmmm as he propped his jaw with one hand.