Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 343: Unexpected result

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"Just got up!"

"Are you okay, you have been fainted all day and night, it is worrying!"

Basara looked at Ron carefully and asked with concern.

"I have nothing to do, I am completely better now..."

Ron smiled, and then his face became serious, "By the way, today is the day of the quarterfinals draw. Has the ceremony begun now?"

Basara darkened and said, "Ron, are you still going to participate in this dangerous game?"

Looking at Barsara’s concerned gaze, Ron was a little unbearable, but he nodded, "Yes, I have promised Miss Moran. Of course, my reason is more than this, I also want to challenge a strong opponent. Only in battle can I break through my limits..."

"Continuously surpass, it is possible to stand at the top..." Ron's eyes showed strong confidence.

After listening to Ron's words, Basara's expression dimmed, "I was wrong, Ron, you are destined to be a strong figure, I am too selfish..."

"What's the matter?" Ron was a little surprised, he was confused when he heard this.

Barsara told Moran's promise not to let Ron play again.

Ron laughed when he heard it.

"Hehe, she did this only as a stopgap measure, I think, now she has drawn lots for me, right?"

"Now, I hope I can't make it in time..."

While speaking, he chanted a spell. Not long after, a gargoyle appeared in front of the two of them, and Ron stepped forward without saying a word.

"I'm leaving..."

"Wait..." Basala pulled Ron with firmness on her face, "I'll go with you..."

The gargoyle whizzed out from the window until it disappeared into the sky.

……

In the big arena, Moran and Du Tan face each other, and they are deadlocked.

"Since the history of the Young Masters Tournament, there has not been a lottery on behalf of the contestants. Therefore, Miss Moran, I am really sorry, I can't help you..."

Du Tan smiled, he still maintained his gentleman's demeanor, in sharp contrast to Moran who was furious.

Moran still wanted to fight for reasons. At this time, she was also a little angry with Du Tan's attitude, but she was interrupted by another person.

"Oh, so boring..."

The person who spoke was wearing a black tight-fitting robe. He was Napo. He yawned lazily. He looked at the two and said, "You said you are annoying, just for this I have been arguing for a little thing for half an hour...Miss Moran, is it worthwhile to waste my time just for a human being?"

Moran was silent in a rare moment. The identity of the speaker is not simple. Besides, the truth is here, and she has no way to argue.

Napo smiled, "It's his luck that the human being can't come, Miss Moran, I can tell you clearly that if he runs into me, he will die very ugly..."

Napo said and waved, "Hurry up and start the draw, otherwise, Master, I won't be with you..."

"Hey..."

When Moran heard this, she sighed and stopped insisting. She had no choice but to retreat.

Du Tan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Moran retreat, and said loudly, "In this case, I won't waste everyone's time. Now, the lottery ceremony begins..."

"Hey, what is that?"

"Something is flying..."

The audience pointed to the sky and said loudly, a bat-like creature appeared in the sky above the arena, hovering constantly.

At this time, some sharp-eyed spectators saw the human sitting on the creature's back and shouted.

"It's Ron... Ron is here..."

In the luxurious big box in the center, Lijia smiled and said, "Hehe, the time is just right, this human guy is good..."

Saramon took a breath, and there are not many people who can be praised. This human is actually one of them.

The gargoyle slowly landed on the ground. Ron took Basara, jumped off the gargoyle, took a deep breath, and smiled at Moran who came up, "It seems like... Just in time..."

Moran couldn't help it anymore, and threw himself into Ron's arms, "You are so uncomfortable, I thought you would never wake up again!"

Ronmin sighed for a while. The last battle was really dangerous. The burning of the soul almost destroyed the soul. If it weren't for the soul ring, he would really not wake up.

"It's okay... It's okay..." Ron patted her shoulder and smiled, "I'm not here, Moran, don't worry, I will definitely stick to the end..."

Immediately he raised his head and said with a smile, "Prince Dutan, the draw ceremony can begin!"

Du Tan's face was ugly. He didn't expect Ron to appear at the lottery at the last minute, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"Damn, this human kid always disrupts my plans!" "Du Tan cursed inwardly.

It seems that it is time to make some arrangements..."

His eyes flashed, and he winked at an orc referee behind him.

The orc nodded lightly, expressing understanding.

Du Tan just smiled, "Okay, then the draw ceremony begins! Staff, bring the box used for the draw..."

"Yes, Prince Dutan!" The orc referee behind him responded, and then bowed to everyone, "Please wait..."

Du Tan has already made arrangements. He looked at Ron with a calm face in front of him, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "I don't know good and bad things, since you want to die so, I will fulfill you!"

It seemed that he felt a hint of malicious gaze, Ron looked in Du Tan's direction, and Du Tan immediately put a smile on his face, "My work has been completed, and I will no longer hinder everyone's time. Goodbye... "

Du Tan bowed slightly, turned and left.

……

"Master Dutan, what else do you want?"

In a remote corner of the arena, the orc referee who had just left said with a flattering smile.

Du Tan's back was gently leaning against the wall, and his eyes looked at the field with a hint of killing intent. He said in a deep voice, "The original plan has changed. Let the human choose number five, and everything else remains the same. ……"

"Yes, sir, I understand..." The orc referee smiled slightly and saluted Du Tan, his figure gradually retreating.

"Hehe, Ron, it seems you are still alive this time? If you are scared, just abstain from voting..."

Du Tan's slight laughter came from the darkness. He took a deep look at Ron in the big arena. This decision was almost equivalent to announcing Ron’s death, because Ron’s next opponent was No. 6 , And the sixth player is Napo that poisonous manticore.

The orc referee walked into a room, and placed a box as big as a face plate on the table of the room.

"That's it..."

The orc referee smiled, his waist pocket flashed, and a few round spheres had appeared in his hands. He carefully took the ball for the draw out of the box, and then took the ball he brought with him. put in.

The task was completed easily. It was not the first time he did it. In the first few draws, he was also deliberately arranged by Du Tan's instruction.

But the orc referee didn't notice that when he was doing all this, he was staring at him in a corner in the dark.

"That's it, hehehe...At that time, Prince Dutan will definitely reward me..."

The orc referee smiled, gently lifted the box, and walked out slowly.

At this time, the door of the room was kicked open with a "slam", the orc referee was startled, and the box in his hand almost fell to the ground.

At this moment, a dozen orc warriors swarmed in to surround him.

"Who... who are you?" The orc referee was panicked, and a trace of badness flashed in his heart.

"We are the people of the inner guard, directly under the orders of the Beast Emperor. All of us have seen everything just now. I think it should be time for you to explain to the Beast Emperor..." The leading orc officer Said blankly.

"It's over..."

When the orc referee heard it, he slid directly on the ground...

……

Eight people stood quietly in the field. It has been half an hour since the draw began.

Ron was fairly calm, but the others couldn't hold back.

"Why haven't you come for so long?" Napo became impatient. He paced around and yelled fiercely, "What a **** match, I knew the rules were so cumbersome. Here comes..."

Zhu's face twitched slightly, and turned his head, "Napo player, pay attention to your words, this is our Orc Empire game, if you don't want to participate, please quit, don't complain here... …"

Napo stood still, staring at Zhu with a cannibalistic eye. He is a genius of the poisonous manticore clan. He has always been strong in the clan. He has long developed a character that is not afraid and fearless. He saw someone with him. Facing the job, I felt upset.

"Hehe, you are called Zhushi, I remember you, you better pray not to run into me in the game, otherwise, I will make you dead..."

Faced with the threat from Napo, he was unmoved and said calmly, "Very well, I will accompany you to the end..."

The two eyes met, and a trace of killing intent began to spread.

"Here...Here..."

I don't know who said that, I saw a person wearing a referee costume walking out with a small box.

"This referee is not the one just now..."

Ron's eyes were sharp, and he could tell at a glance that the orc referee who came out this time was no longer the one just now, but he didn't know if it was a deliberate arrangement of the conference, so he didn't think about it.

The draw began. In addition to the orc referee who came out with the box, there are several orc referees overseeing. Ron and others lined up one by one, and each took out a circle from the box. The little sphere comes.

I don't know when I took out a large wooden board. The game patterns of numbers 1 to 8 have been written on it. The name below is empty. Write the name on whoever gets it.

……

Prince Du Tan smiled and returned to the box. As soon as he entered the door, he happened to see an orc inner guard who was attached to his brother Saramon's ear and said something, and at the same time he kept his eyes on Du Tan's side.

"I'm back!" Saramon smiled and waved the inner defender to retreat, "How is the draw ceremony going?"

"It went well!" Du Tan smiled, "The game is about to start, let's wait for the wonderful scene..."

"Well, this scene must be very exciting..." Saramon Chaolijia took a look and said with a meaningful smile.

……

"Dear players, now, please raise the ball in your hand and show it to the audience..."

The orc referee said, "The first player, Napo..."

Napo smiled slightly, a flash in his hand, a sphere appeared in his palm, and the sphere showed the number seven.

"Napo, number seven..."

The orc referee said loudly, while writing Napo's ranking on the board.

"The next player..."

Du Tan sat on a large chair. He was smiling, with a confident expression on his face. Gradually, his face began to change and he became extremely shocked.

"What is going on here?"

Salamon and Rijia glanced at each other and nodded secretly.

The lottery ceremony is still going on in an orderly manner.

"The next player, follow..."

"Number Two..."

"The last player, Ron..."

Ron took a step forward and raised the sphere in his hand high, only to see a big "one" in the small white ball in his hand...

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