Capítulo 981: Chapter 983: Match Schedule
The Gold Coin in hand shone brightly under the sun, looking just like a real gold coin, yet much lighter.
This Gold Coin contained only a small amount of gold; it was a commorative token for the opening of the Dragon God Conference and couldn’t be circulated on the market.
Four enormous giant dragons spiraled continuously in the sky, and unanimously opened their mouths, each spewing forth Dragon Breath of red, yellow, blue, and white attributes.
The four streams of Dragon Breath collided with each other, intertwined, transforming into the most brilliant fireworks, blooming in the sky and weaving various patterns.
Under these beautiful fireworks, a middle-aged man covered in colorful scales slowly stepped onto the high platform, his robust voice echoing throughout the Arena,
“I am delighted that all of you could attend this decennial Dragon God Conference.
As everyone knows, Racial Essence is a treasure to every race.
For us, the Dragon Clan, it’s the sa.
To help the winners of the Dragon God Conference ascend to higher stages, we will offer our Racial Essence to them as a reward.
Every participant, regardless of race, regardless of origin, as long as they have strength and can pass the layers of selection, they have the opportunity to use the Dragon Clan’s Racial Essence.
Before the formal competition begins, we have so matters that need attention.
Please enjoy the opening ceremony performance for a mont, and bear with us.
Soon, the participants will et you.”
The Colorful Scale Dragon King turned and departed, and the host of the Dragon God Conference imdiately organized the opening ceremony performance.
anwhile, the giant dragons soaring in the sky emitted a burst of light, transforming into the size of ordinary Humans, descending to the edge of the Arena.
Imnse Magic Power burst forth from them, weaving several Invisible Barriers around the square platform.
As the organizer of the Dragon God Conference, the Dragon God Conference Committee naturally understood that, compared to cute young ladies singing and dancing live, the spectators were more interested in the passionate clashes of the young generation.
When the giant dragons finished laying the barriers, the host promptly invited all participants to enter:
“…Ladies and gentlen, let us now welco the participants of the Dragon God Conference with a round of applause as they enter.”
The applause rang out one after another, and the space where Yang Yu was suddenly dimd, reverting back to the original somber waiting room.
The guide clapped their hands, organizing all the participants to line up properly, leading them through the long corridor towards the central square platform of the Arena.
Other participant groups also converged from all directions of the Arena onto the high platform, gathering together in neat rows.
No one dared to act recklessly on the territory of the giant dragons, as the dragons had the authority to revoke their qualifications at any ti.
Glancing around the surroundings, Yang Yu saw many bizarre Subhuman creatures and recognized several familiar faces.
Noticing Yang Yu looking at her, Tico raised her small hand to signal to Yang Yu.
Gordon, indifferent, fiddled with the small object in his hand, seemingly not taking the Dragon God Conference seriously at all.
During broad daylight, Wan Ze picked up a gourd intending to drink wine; upon seeing Yang Yu, he halted and hung the gourd on his waist.
Miss Qiuye of the Broken Wind Style looked around, realizing everyone was tall, and struggled to puff up her chest to make herself appear less small.
Yang Yu wanted to see if there were others he had t once before but was blocked by a large and sowhat comical-looking shaven Snowman.
The host of the Dragon God Conference warmly introduced all the spectators present:
“These are the participants of this Dragon God Conference, the cre de la cre among the young generation of this world.
Over the next half month, they will engage in intense competitions, ultimately determining three winners.
All participants, all spectators, please look to the sky.
Now announcing the matchups lists.”
Yang Yu raised his head as countless light dots in the air converged into a massive screen.
Every participant’s na, along with their profile picture, rged together, forming a fragnt, flying toward the enormous screen, mixing together, transforming into a randomly rotating giant sphere.
Suddenly, the sphere exploded, the shattered fragnts one by one embedded into the glowing screen, revealing a participant’s na and profile picture at the end of each branch.
Yang Yu scanned the screen quickly, soon finding his na.
First group, first position…
Yang Yu was responsible for the opening match, and his first opponent was…
All Things Library, Dian Wen.
After showing the matchups lists to the participants present, the large gleaming screen suddenly curved outward, forming a circular scrolling screen to display the grouping results to the spectators present.
So participants still hadn’t fully seen or found their nas.
At that mont, an elderly voice sounded in every participant’s mind:
“If you can’t see clearly, please check the invitation. If there are any questions, you can directly ask; not long after, the first match will begin, please rember the information on the invitation to avoid missing your match.”
Following the voice’s instruction, Yang Yu flipped through the invitation in his hand and, sure enough, found the texts had changed, displaying the entire matchups table, every part could zoom in and out, and the back of the invitation contained the order and so information about the opponent.
Yang Yu reconfird that he would appear first, and his opponent was indeed Dian Wen from All Things Library.
That elderly voice continued to sound in every participant’s mind:
“If you still can’t see clearly, after today’s matches end, a giant matchups table will be displayed. Today you only need to appear according to the order on the invitation.
Okay, all groups return to the waiting rooms. Participants scheduled to be in earlier rounds prepare for battle.
There are only 10 minutes left before the first match starts. Participants who don’t have a match or are scheduled for later can be led by the staff to the spectator area to watch the matches.”
The inner voice faded away, and each leader took their group away from the square platform.
Yang Yu lowered his head, sliding the invitation, confirming the situation of the entire matchups table.
Unfortunately yet fortunately, he and Bai Jin were not in the sa bracket; there was no chance of eting before the finals.
Heroic Warrior Volcrix was lucky; in the first round, he had a bye, and in the second round, he should et a less strong C-Class opponent, the third round…If the Hero could cross that hurdle, he should et him in the fourth round.
Looking at himself, Yang Yu in the first round would face Dian Wen, and in the second and third rounds, he would encounter those evaluated as S-Class…
So matches haven’t started, yet the result can almost be estimated.
Why was it whenever it was his turn, he had to et those evaluated as S-Class?
After passing the first four rounds, starting from the fifth round, it should only be those evaluated as S-Class participants and so formidable A-Class participants.
For Yang Yu, every match in the Dragon God Conference was destined not to be easy.
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