Chapter 336: On the War of Attrition
Although he had seen the ruins of this city in the crystal ball, when he actually visited the site, Anvis was still amazed at the grandeur and beauty of the ruins.
The huge ruins of the city, with a slightly collapsed temperament, lay quietly in the huge crater.
The long years have dimmed its former glory, but have also added the charm and accumulation of time to it.
After getting off the ship, many students did not immediately enter the ruins. Instead, the vice president first explained the basic information of the ruins.
This is to allow many students to have the most basic understanding of the existence and degree of danger of the ruins.
Afterwards, under the personal escort of many high-level professionals, everyone officially entered the ruins and gathered in a small square in front of the city’s original magic library.
Apparently due to the impact, a huge stone statue of a female elf holding a staff that was originally standing in the center of the square has fallen down, creating a shallow pit on the ground on one side.
At this time, the ninth-rank vice-president [Psychedelic Light] Xius stepped forward, stood on the shoulder of the statue, and announced the rules of the first competition to many students.
"According to the Pamir Competition rules, first of all, we have to form teams."
"Now, all students below level 4, step out and touch this crystal ball with your school ID card to obtain your team number."
As he finished his words, a huge crystal ball shining with a faint blue light silently emerged and floated beside Xius.
Many students stepped forward in an orderly manner and touched the crystal ball with their identity cards as instructed. In a flash of blue light, they received a random team number.
Looking at this scene, Avis did not make any move, but Fiona, who was standing next to Avis, looked eager to try.
However, when she was about to step forward to draw a number, Anvis gently pulled her back, signaling the girl not to go.
"Brother? Aren't we going to draw numbers?"
Stunned by Avis's obstruction, the girl turned her head in confusion, looking at the boy inquiringly with her big lake blue eyes.
"No... Fei, unlike them, we don't need to participate in the random team formation process."
Shaking his head slightly, Avis began to explain the reason to the girl in a low voice.
"Whichever team we draw it's going to be a very unbalanced situation.
Therefore, not only us, but all the descendants of the four major families and the royal family do not need to participate in the team formation process, but can directly jump to the final decisive battle.
This is the unspoken rule that has been passed down since the eleventh Pamir College Competition."
In fact, the descendants of the four major families and the royal family usually do not participate in the Pamir Competition. Instead, they serve as honorary judges, together with other high-level professionals, to observe which geniuses appear in this year's competition.
And after the first place in the competition is decided, they will symbolically accept the challenge of the final winning team.
The reason for this situation is very simple. The descendants of the five major families of the empire have a huge gap in comprehensive strength compared with other Pamir students.
If the descendants of the four major families and the royal family participated in the competition, there would be no suspense about the top few places, and they would almost certainly be decided among the descendants of these five families.
As the number of big matches increased, everyone was tired of the situation where the finals were always a civil war among five teams.
Therefore, when the 11th Pamir Competition ended, the descendants of the five families at that time finally agreed with each other not to participate in the lottery for team formation.
Since then, the competition has truly become a scene of a hundred schools of thought. From time to time, some civilian geniuses with extraordinary experiences would emerge and make brilliant performances in the competition. "Is that so... I understand..."
After hearing the boy's answer, Fiona nodded in confusion.
It was the first time she realized that being too strong could cause problems.
While Avis was talking to Fiona, most of the low-level students in front of the statue had already finished drawing.
"Are there any students below level 4 who haven't drawn a team number yet?"
After looking around and seeing no one answering, Xius continued speaking.
"Very good. Now, students above level 4, come here and draw your team numbers."
At the same time, the color of the crystal ball flashed and turned dark red.
After all the students had finished drawing, Zeus waved his hand and the crystal ball disappeared again.
"Next, you will have a magic hour to get familiar with your temporary teammates. After a magic hour, this Pamir Competition will officially begin.
The first stage is a team competition. All teams randomly select opponents and send five players to fight each other. The team with all five players falling down will be judged as the loser. "
“Each team will receive 5,000 initial team points. On this basis, a victory will earn 1,000 points, while a loss will deduct 1,000 points.
After five matches, the teams with the top 20% of points will successfully advance to the next round of the semi-finals."
“During this phase, except for space items, the use of any magic items brought by students is prohibited.
Only equipment and props made on the spot by team members can be used, and the total volume of items in the team space must not exceed ten basic space units..."
After explaining the competition rules, Hughes stroked his smooth head and watched all the students quickly gather into teams according to their numbers.
Soon, a magic hour passed.
Taking out another crystal ball, Hughes put the numbers of all the teams into it and began to assign opponents to all the teams.
This time, the crystal ball lit up with changing colorful lights, and as countless numbers flashed in it, everyone's first battle list was projected into the air.
Although they were forbidden to use their own magic items, everyone had other cards up their sleeves. At this moment, they looked at each other and saw a hint of confidence in the eyes of others.
Next, many teams began to head to the battle venue for this part.
For the vast majority of teams below level 4, the duel will take place in the former arena of the ruins, which can accommodate eight teams fighting at the same time.
Initially, many students felt uncomfortable and restrained in the fight because they were forbidden to use their own equipment.
But after watching the first few battles, some smart students reacted and asked the team members in charge of equipment and logistics to copy a large number of magic scrolls that required the shortest production time.
The team members in charge of the battle used these scrolls and successfully gained a certain advantage in the subsequent battle.
Seeing what these teams did, other teams were unwilling to lag behind and began to produce a large number of magic scrolls and some simple disposable alchemical props, competing with each other to consume them.
Teams above level four had more options, but after the team's think tank analyzed the pros and cons, they still decided to devote all their efforts to making magic scrolls.
In a very short period of time, the profit of manufacturing various low- and medium-level magic scrolls is higher than that of all other props.
Thus, the first day of competition came to an end with a showdown between a large number of various disposable consumables.
Coo coo, no pigeons.
(End of this chapter)
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