PUBG Mobile's Overlord System

Chapter 790 People are doing it, but the sky is watching.

"This is the preliminaries, most of them have already entered the finals, and the final battle is over."

"We can see..." The narrator, sitting on the circular platform, looked at the entire venue.

At the beginning, there were thousands of lamps, but now, there are less than two hundred left.

One thousand players, 250 teams, a total of ten games.

Every game, 25 teams will end up with only ten remaining.

"Ten competitions, each with ten teams, that is to say... 250 teams, only [-] will advance to the end!"

"Wow, 400 teams, that is 600 people... just this preliminaries, [-] people will be eliminated, one can imagine..."

"Of course," another commentator took the lead and said, "Before the start of the preliminaries, I already said that there will be an overtime game."

"According to our calculations, there should be about 120 five teams in the final promotion match together."

"So many?!" Another commentator was a little surprised: "There are a hundred of them here alone..."

"In addition to the preliminaries and trials, 25 teams can still come out. One can imagine how intense the next preliminaries will be!"

"The audience present are also lucky. Almost all those who can come here are game lovers. This is undoubtedly a feast!"

For two consecutive games, although...the strengths are uneven, they are still relatively regular games, and there is something to watch.

Just like just now, with ten playing fields together, a more or less classic scene appeared.

It's a pity that you can't see the barrage interaction here, otherwise you can imagine how excited the barrage friends will be.

Swish!

A spotlight flashed on, attracting everyone's attention, except for the contestants.

"Good guy!" The commentator directly said good guy, stood up and pointed over there emotionally: "The champion team has appeared!"

The spotlight is on, which means that there is a champion team, not the champion of the preliminaries, but the champion of that match.

There is no champion in the preliminaries, and it is also a kind of honor to win the championship in each game.

The spotlight came on, the camera came on, and the audience cheered for them, and they were more or less exposed.

For a professional team, having exposure means making money, and only with money can a team go further and further in the professional arena.

The first team to appear in each game represents a lot of significance, indicating that they are lucky and skilled enough.

To be able to appear in front of the audience as the first champion team in the battle of 250 teams.

Immediately, that team became the center of cheers, and the commentator also introduced the background around them.

This cheering didn't last long, and they left for the time being, because the rest of the players were still competing.

"After the episode just now, we can see ten playing fields..."

"No, there are now nine competition venues, and they are all coming to an end."

"Come on, let's focus on..." Cooperating with the director's switching screen, the narrator began to narrate another session.

When the audience in the audience gradually pondered, the atmosphere in the VIP room was a little weird.

Mr. Xiao was still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and since he couldn't reflect light, he couldn't tell what his face was like at the moment.

Middle-aged man holding champagne: Mr. Zhao, leaning slightly to listen to what Chaozi, who is smoking a cigar, is saying.

"Don't worry, the matter you explained has already been handled."

"I believe, before their fight is over, I can get it!" Chaozi puffed out a puff of smoke while smoking a cigar.

Mr. Zhao nodded in satisfaction when he heard the words, and then sneered, "I don't believe it, what else can he do!"

Chaozi also sneered in cooperation, and immediately asked back with some confusion: "Old Zhao! I don't understand..."

"Where did you get those things..." He rolled his eyes at Mr. Xiao and muttered, "Aren't you afraid of pissing him off?"

"I'm afraid of him?" Mr. Zhao seemed to hear a joke, and immediately said without hesitation: "Man is doing what the sky is watching!"

"Some people want to take a shortcut, but are exposed. Can this be called offending? We are doing justice for the sky, right, everyone!"

The team bosses and coaches in the private room all heard what Mr. Zhao said, and they all laughed out loud, so they were right.

Only Mr. Xiao didn't speak, nor did he turn his head to react.

In the eyes of outsiders, he may not want to pay attention, or he may have a guilty conscience.

But in Mr. Xiao's heart, he was indeed a little guilty...but it was more urgent.

Those things happened were indeed intentional, and they wanted to use Zhang Fan to achieve their goals.

But in the end, I found that there is no need to deliberately do anything, as long as it is reasonable, Zhang Fan will agree.

There are some things that he did wrong, and they are all for the team to go far... This cannot be denied.

But it has come to this point, the agreement he reached with Zhang Fan, it is not reasonable to fight fake matches!
If no one knows, maybe nothing will happen... The point is, it has been known now!
Moreover, judging from Mr. Zhao's attitude...it doesn't look like he can speak well at all!

Listening to what he said just now, the uneasiness in Mr. Xiao's heart became more obvious.

It can be guessed that no matter whether his team wins or loses, he will stand up and make troubles.

The most important thing is that Zhang Fan and the others will also be dragged into the water because of this... If this is the case, I will feel sorry for Zhang Fan.

Mr. Xiao is very passive now, unable to speak in order to avoid being forced to say something out of control.

I can't do anything, and I can't call to order anything, because the batch surnamed Zhao is waiting!

All he can do now is to stand here and pray... certain things don't happen, but is that realistic?
Listening to the sneer of Mr. Zhao and Chaozi from behind, Mr. Xiao felt a chill down his back... the feeling of being poked in the spine is really uncomfortable!

"Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan, don't show mercy... Just like what we said when we reached the cooperation, don't lose to me in the preliminaries!"

According to the agreement, Zhang Fan would lose a match to him, and as for which match...it all depends on mood and luck.

If you are in a bad mood, you will have bad luck, so you will deliberately lose to Mr. Xiao's team in the preliminaries.

If you are in a good mood and luck is good, then it's okay to lose in the promotion round, and you will still enter the semi-finals anyway.

But the crux of the problem is that it's okay to lose, and it's not impossible to win, no matter what, you will be messed up by Mr. Zhao!

"Is it really him? I'm so annoying!" Mr. Xiao couldn't help clenching his fists.

Mr. Zhao and Chaozi saw it in their eyes: "He's in a hurry, he's in a hurry!"

"It means that we are heading in the right direction." Mr. Zhao took a sip of champagne and sneered: "Get ready, let's have a good show."

As the saying goes, there are no absolute interests between teams, and there is nothing to talk about if they are all enemies.

Mr. Xiao's team, as far as their team is concerned, is indeed not bad.

It is definitely no problem to successfully enter the preliminaries, the key is the promotion... not necessarily.

Although he didn't know what agreement they had reached, Mr. Zhao knew it was an agreement that would take his team to the next level!
(End of this chapter)