Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 383.1: Who’s Your Daddy (1)

“Brave warriors, the time has come for you to fight for your dreams!”

Along with Antonio’s rousing declaration, majestic music started playing in Leinster’s colosseum. Ribbons danced in the air as white doves flew toward the vast sky. Deafening cheering echoed from the spectator stand, and the applause was resounding.

After half a year of preparation, the long-awaited Challenger Cup was finally commencing today. The number of participants and spectators for the tournament was at a record high, and many of humankind’s top brass had their eyes here. The special exception to allow First Grade students to participate in the tournament further enlivened the event.

Over at the spectator stand, many students coming from various academies proudly waved their flags in support of their fellow classmates.

In the center of the colosseum, Roel and the other ten thousand participants could hardly curb their excitement. They looked at the stage ahead of them and waited with bated breaths for the allocation of dungeons in the preliminary round.

The preliminary round was a group battle royale that would be held in thirteen different dungeons. The groups had already been decided beforehand, but the dungeon each group would be sent to hadn’t been confirmed yet.

On the stage, Leinster’s Chief Scholar placed his hand on a crystal ball, causing the scenery reflected on it to project outward. Everyone stared at the projected scenery intently, knowing that it would determine the fate of the respective group.

Every transcendent possessed their own unique set of abilities, so a change in location could vastly affect their performance.

In the history of the tournament, there was once a group that was allocated to the Lost Sea Cliff. Some of the challengers were particularly adept at water warfare, and through their terrain advantage, they managed to defeat one of the seeded challengers. It had caused quite a huge stir back then.

Seeded challengers referred to popular champion picks by the public, and most of them were either at Origin Level

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