Regal Guard of Dragon novel Chapter 516

“Later, the Martial Artists from the City Z Chamber of Commerce and the Martial Artists from the QS Chamber of Commerce come on stage together. The players from the City Z draw white lots, while the players from the QS draw black lots.

“After drawing the ball, players have to reveal the number and report it.”

“The one who draws black 1 will fight against the one who draws white 1, and so on, black 10 vs white 10.”

“Also, the order of the contest is also determined by the number of draws. It means that white 1 and black 1 are the first to face each other.”

“If black 1 loses, the game for black 1 is over. The white one has two choices. One is to stay to fight against black 2 or leave.”

“The final Martial Artist on the stage will be the winner.”

“This is the rule. Do you understand?” the officer of Martial Arts’ League asked.

However, no one answered.

In a matter of fact, Finn Chen and others had already known the rules.

The officer’s explanation was for the audience.

In addition to the Martial Artists of the two parties, the celebrities of the martial arts world also came. They didn’t know anything about the rules of gambling.

“Given that everyone understands, please come to the stage to draw lots,” the officer glanced at everyone and said.

As soon as he finished, the Martial Artists of the QS Chamber of Commerce set off.

Compared to the City Z COC, the QS COC was much more disciplined.

The Martial Artists of QS was three to four years older than that of City Z.

“Let’s go,” Travis glanced at the people behind him and got up.

After arriving on the stage, everyone drew the lots in an orderly manner.

In less than a minute, twenty picks were drawn.

Finn Chen had a metallic white ball in his hand.

He opened it, and there was only one number: eight.

It meant that Finn would be the eighth player on stage.

Finn glanced at other Martial Artists of City Z and found that they had no expressions on their faces except for Chase Hu.

He got the number one and would be the first to take the stage.

The officer of Martial Arts’ league glance at the crowd, “Okay, hand in the lottery you got.”

Soon, the Martial Artists of the QS COC began to hand over the ball.

At this time, Chase walked up to Travis with wicked eyes and said in a low voice, “Brother Zhang, what's your number?

Travis glanced at Chase, “Number 3, what’s wrong?”

Chase replied, “My number is one.”

Travis frowned. Chase was the weakest among them and probably would lose the first fight.

If he lost, the morale of the City Z COC would be greatly affected.

“Brother Zhang, can you…” Chase couldn’t help but glanced at Travis and was about to propose to change the number.