Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System-Chapter 494 - 193: The Substitute Player’s Mission_3
It’s obvious.
The first contestant from West Martial is clearly a joke.
A freshman, a third-level substitute player, how could he take on such a heavy responsibility?
West Martial, arrogant as ever, was taught a lesson by Yawu’s contestant.
"Advisor Bai, if we suffer severe injuries in this match and gain promotion eligibility,
then how will the severely injured players compete in the next match?"
Su Yue asked with a frown.
The competition pace is very fast.
Today it’s the quarterfinals, and tomorrow it’s the semifinals.
There’s simply no time to recover from injuries.
"That’s the role of substitute players.
The Hundred Schools competition is a three-on-three wheel battle, which is also a test of the captain’s lineup strategy.
If substitute players really have to go on stage, it’s very hard to win the fight.
In the past, there was a Hundred Schools competition where the team fighting for the championship had all their main players severely injured, and eventually, it was the substitutes who were battling.
In such competitions, any result is possible."
Bai Xiaolong said.
"Huh, why is the second West Martial player still a substitute?"
Su Yue asked in surprise.
Sure enough.
Mu Cheng sent out the second player.
He is a fourth-year student at the peak of third-level, still a substitute.
Neither Wang Xiqiu nor Peng Guyu took the stage.
"I’ve told you before, Mu Cheng plans to defeat all three.
Sending two substitutes is to ensure West Martial’s strength remains intact. If Wang Xiqiu or Peng Guyu are crippled by Yawu through mutual destruction, West Martial will struggle even more.
Absorbing damage for the main players is also a substitute player’s mission."
Bai Xiaolong explained.
"So that’s it, so many tactics!"
As the two talked, the West Martial substitute team member had already taken the stage.
He looked resolute, seemingly prepared for a miserable outcome.
After all.
Sending out two substitutes consecutively, West Martial is clearly aiming to defeat three in a row, one can imagine how furious Yawu would be.
"West Martial dispatching two third-level players in succession to humiliate my Yawu, don’t you think it’s too much?"
Captain Yawu gritted his teeth in anger.
"Enough talk, let’s fight."
The West Martial substitute player held a long knife, his tactics ready.
His strength is actually not weak, at the peak of third-level, just a step away from fourth-level.
But facing Captain Yawu, he actually has little chance of winning.
...
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
...
This time the confrontation was slightly more exciting, but West Martial still couldn’t escape the fate of failure.
The outcome of the second substitute player was even more miserable than Du Jing’s Book.
Bam!
Both unconscious, both knocked off the stage.
All Wuda students shouted angrily, West Martial’s arrogance, two battles and two defeats, it’s already twelve points for Yawu.
If they lose another match, West Martial will be the biggest joke in this Hundred Schools competition.
Students from the West Martial camp all fell silent.
What on earth is the Student Union up to, Bai Xiaolong is not fit for the competition, is it really that bad?
Though West Martial got the title of the uncrowned king this year, it can’t be a joke either.
"West Martial bullies us too much, you’ve lost two matches in a row, are you still going to use a substitute player for the third match?"
Captain Yawu roared.
With an amplifier on the stage and the captain’s voice loud, the whole venue could clearly hear his anger.
"I’ll go for the third match."
Mu Cheng took a deep breath and walked slowly onto the platform with a sword.
Her face was expressionless, without joy or sorrow.
"So that’s the strategy, using two substitutes to wear me down, then Mu Cheng aims to defeat three in a row.
But you’re just a beginner at the fourth-level, are you really so confident?"
Captain Yawu questioned.
"Whether confident or not, we’ll only know after the fight."
Mu Cheng’s eyes were calm.
"West Martial will win!"
A hoarse voice shouted.
In the first quarter-final match, West Martial was pressed down, it was simply frustrating.
"Yawu will win!"
Seemingly singing a different tune, some other Wuda students also crazily cheered for Yawu.
The whole stadium echoed with thunderous cheers again.
...
"So tense, can Mu Cheng really succeed in defeating three in a row?"
In the stands, Su Yue’s palm was sweaty, he’s even more nervous than if he were on stage himself.
"What are you so nervous about?
Don’t be fooled by that captain’s calm exterior; inside, he’s actually panicking.
Do you really think the two substitutes from West Martial are useless?
Losing two third-level matches in a row, this captain’s Qi Blood level is already low, and he’s particularly tired; the wheel battle tests not just strength but also endurance.
You’ll understand next year when you qualify to participate."
Bai Xiaolong educated him with the air of someone experienced.
Yawu’s captain is actually half crippled.
Yawu has a total of three main players; the captain is the strongest, at fourth-level.
The other is also fourth-level but is similar to the Qi and Blood Martial Artist.
There’s one more third-level player.
Honestly, Mu Cheng would find it hard to lose.
Apart from those from Awu and Bwu yelling aggressively, the teams from the Four Martial Academies knew very well.
West Martial has already won.
...
Zhao Qi Corps.
"Mu Jingliang, your daughter is so gracefully charming, my nephew just graduated from East Martial last year, and he’s quite talented too. Shall I introduce them?"
Lin Dongqi suddenly said.
Just as Mu Cheng had taken the stage, Lin Dongqi sighed.
She’s a good girl.
"Brother Dongqi, I’m not being too wordy.
Many people know that Su Yue has already reserved the position of my son-in-law.
Your nephew wants to intervene, but first, he has to get past me, the father-in-law, at least with more Military Department medals than Su Yue.
