Beast Summoner

Li Zhenbang actually has his own plan in mind. One is that since the referee has said so, I am afraid that even if they object, it will have no practical effect. The other is because Li Zhenbang has his own Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

In fact, according to probability, theoretically the probability of drawing lots is the same.

A closer look shows that the first three teams will take away numbers 2, 4, and 5, leaving only numbers 1 and 3 with only a one-tenth chance.

If the person in front draws number 1 or number 3, the probability of drawing numbers 2, 4, and 5 will increase. If the person in front draws any number among 2, 4, and 5, then the probability of drawing number 2, 4, or 5 will increase.

The probability of numbers 1 and 3 will also become greater.

In the final analysis, whether you can draw a good number or not, luck is still very important.

Since there are no problems with Guangming Academy and Carlo Royal Academy, things will be much simpler. The other three academies will be drawn in the order of the numbers from the previous promotion rounds.

The first person to draw lots was Tiangang Academy, and they drew a pretty good number - number four.

The second person to draw lots was Muye Academy, and they were also lucky enough to draw number five.

In the end, only No. 1, No. 2 and No. 3 were left, and Li Zhenbang became nervous. Li Zhenbang kept praying in his heart, his luck should not be so bad, right? If the one-tenth probability really makes him

When I met him, I had nothing to say.

It is not only the teachers and students of Carlo Royal Academy who are nervous at this moment, but the people of Longwei Academy are even more nervous.

The best among the three numbers is naturally the number 2. According to the battle time and rest time, the number 2 is also the best among the five numbers. Among the three numbers, the worst is naturally the number 3, and the number 3 is also the best among all the numbers.

The worst number among the five.

The representative of Longwei Academy stood on the stage and did not make a move. Finally, after the referee urged him three times and even threatened to wait for the Carlo Royal Academy and the optical students to draw the remaining number if they did not draw, Longwei gave them the remaining number.

The representative of the college closed his eyes and put his hand into the lottery box.

The representative of Longwei Academy was a magician. After putting his hand into the lottery box, he did not rush to draw the card. Instead, he muttered something, praying for the blessing of the Dharma God and the blessing of the Elemental Elf. Finally, he simply said a great sentence

After receiving the blessings from His Majesty the Almighty King of Carlo Empire, he selected one card from the three cards.

After extracting it, the representative of Longwei College still did not dare to open his eyes, for fear of seeing No. 3, which he least wanted to see.

The referee took the card from the representative of Longwei College, glanced at the card, and showed no emotion on his face. Then he extended his voice and whetted everyone's appetite and announced: "The one drawn by Longwei College is - No. 1

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After the referee makes the announcement, he raises the card in his hand and shows it to everyone.

Hearing the referee's words, the representative of Longwei College suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw the big number one written on the card, he let out a sigh of relief. Although the number drawn was not the number two, the number one was not bad.

, it is much stronger than No. 3.

Number 1 is not a bad thing for them. At least everyone can have one more day of rest. In the previous game with King's Academy, they were very exhausted, especially the unconscious student. If they want to fully recover, they really have to

Just rest for another day or two.

The people at Longwei College breathed a sigh of relief, but Murong Bing didn't dare to express his anger. He looked at the lottery box with a confused look. Now there were only two numbers left in the lottery box, the number 2 on the top and the number 2 on the bottom.

Signed number three.

Murong Bing is not only nervous now, but also regrets it very much. He shouldn't show off. Now that he's done, it doesn't matter if he draws, or if he doesn't draw. It's okay to draw number 2, but if he draws number 3, won't he have to be beaten by his teammates?

Cursed to death.

"What's going on with you people in the Carlo Empire? The people from Longwei College have been dawdling for a long time. You won't be dawdling for a long time too, right? Are you going to smoke? If not, I will let the people from Guangming College come first.

." The referee said somewhat speechlessly.

The referee was very confused. The people from other colleges were very quick in drawing lots. There were only two colleges from the Carlo Empire left. As a result, the people from the two colleges were too slow. It was just a drawing of lots. It was not murder or arson. As for the

Is it a waste of everyone's time to dwell on it for so long? The result of the lottery will not change due to dilly-dallying, just close your eyes and bite your teeth and you'll be done!

"I'll draw! Your own destiny must be in your own hands!" Murong Bing was heartbroken and put his hand into the lottery box. If you die early, you will die if you die late. If you die early, you will be reborn.

Murong Bing fumbled for a long time on the two cards, but couldn't figure out the reason. Murong Bing suddenly pulled out his hand. The referee was about to take the card from Murong Bing's hand, but found that Murong Bing's hand was empty.

"What do you mean? Give up the drawing and let the people from Guangming Academy draw first?" The referee looked at Murong Bing in confusion.

"You won't put two numbers three in the box, right? That way the last person to draw will be number two without drawing." Murong Bing looked at the referee warily.

"Although Guangming Academy is the academy of our Guangming Holy See, we will not act like this. The competition depends on real ability and of course some luck. You don't even think about it. If there are really two number threes, what if they are all defeated?

What should I do if someone takes it out? I swear in the name of the God of Light, there is definitely a No. 2 card and a No. 3 card!" the referee said angrily.

The five cards here were all put in after he personally checked them. It is simply unforgivable that this little girl dared to doubt herself.

"You have said that luck is also very important. What if you are lucky and no one gets the draw!" Murong Bing looked at the referee questioningly.

"You...if you suspect that both numbers are No. 3, let the people from Guangming Academy draw first." The referee said angrily.

"That won't work. I've already said that my destiny must be in my own hands." Murong Bing shook her head and said.

"Then what do you want?" The referee wanted to slap the beautiful little girl in front of him to death.

"In case I draw number three, you have to show me the last card." Murong Bing thought for a while and said seriously.

"Okay, no matter whether you draw number 2 or number 3, I will show you the last card! Draw it quickly! No more ink marks!" The referee could not stand Murong Bing anymore.

Murong Bing put his hand into the lottery box and fumbled for a long time before carefully pulling out a card.

After pulling out the card, Murong Bing did not rush to hand it over to the referee, but glanced at it nervously. When he saw the words written on the card, Murong Bing jumped up and waved hard in the air.

Fist, it turns out that there is a big "two" written on the card.

Seeing Murong Bing's appearance, the hearts of everyone at Carlo Royal Academy were twitching. It seemed that they should have won number two, but when the referee didn't announce it, they were still a little nervous. What if Murong Bing got it wrong?

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The referee took a closer look at the card in Murong Bing's hand, and then announced loudly: "The one drawn by Carlo Royal Academy is number two! Congratulations!"

The referee didn't even bother to leave any suspense. He wished he could finish the announcement immediately and knock Murong Bing off the stage.

When the people from Guangming Academy heard that Carlo Royal Academy was number two, they shrugged disdainfully and did not draw the last card.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Seeing Murong Bing turning around and about to step down, the referee hurriedly stopped him.

"What else can I do? Now that I've finished the draw, of course I'll go back to my team. Do I have to stay here to sing a song and dance?" Murong Bing was in a good mood and joked to the referee with a smile.

"I said, no matter whether I draw the No. 2 card or the No. 3 card, I will show you the last one." The referee looked at Murong Bing seriously, obviously Murong Bing had doubts about him just now.

Make him feel unhappy.

"Dear referee, I apologize for my doubts about you just now. As the saying goes, adults don't remember the faults of villains, so don't take it to heart. At first glance, you are a wise, powerful, upright and selfless person. You will not treat me like a little girl.

Just care about it like a child!" Murong Bing put on a pitiful look and said coquettishly in a coquettish voice.

"Uh..." The referee was stunned by Murong Bing. The contrast between before and after was a bit too great.

"Uncle referee, goodbye!" Murong Bing said and waved to the referee, jumped off the ring and returned to the team.

"Uncle? How can I be so old!" The referee touched his face and said to himself...

"Your Highness, is this the end of Moore's matter?" Claire looked at Ryan with some reluctance.

Ryan's handling of Moore was too hasty. The body was not transported back to the Twilight Federation, but was directly cremated on the spot.

Although Ryan wrote back to praise Moore, Claire knew that the letter contained more praise for Ryan himself. He talked about how he strategized, how he turned defeat into victory, and how he killed everyone in the team competition.

According to Lane, Moore was an excellent wolf warrior. After Moore died, Lane was so stingy that he did not even give him the title of warrior. You must know that Moore was a good friend who grew up with him, and this time he personally

In the competition, Moore paid the price with his life for Twilight Academy.

"Forget it, what can we do? Don't think that I don't know about the little tricks you did. If the idiot leader of Morrowind College hadn't been so arrogant and offended a saint-level powerhouse, do you think we could still be so free?" Ryan said with a gloomy face.

Look at Claire.

"I... I'm sorry, Your Highness! I also wanted to win the final victory. I was very careful and did it very secretly, but I didn't expect that Your Highness would still see through it." Claire lowered her head in a hurry, sweating profusely.

"You're smart, if Moore hadn't died, things would have been serious! Forget it, it's over, and Moore will get the honor he deserves!" Ryan raised his head and looked into the distance with deep eyes...

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