Rebirth Of The Godly Prodigal

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Chapter 1181: Hug Their Thighs

Everyone's discussions became louder and louder. In the beginning, only a few people were shouting for Hong Dali to participate in the competition. Subsequently, this emotion spread like a pandemic. Everyone started shouting loudly, "Hong Dali! Hong Dali!"

"Ask Hong Dali to participate in the competition. Strongly advocate for Hong Dali to participate in the competition!"

"If Hong Dali doesn't participate, the competition will become boring!"

Everyone echoed these requests. It appeared as if Hong Dali was the actual first place...

"Hong Dali!" Silver Frost clenched his fists. He was deeply dispirited.

I'm the first place! Not him! Not Hong Dali! However, why does it seem like Hong Dali is in first now?! I can't accept it!

"Dean Fergos." All the mentors present looked at Dean Fergos. McCarron was the most worried one. "You have to get Hong Dali to attend the competition no matter what. If he doesn't, what purpose will the competition still hold?"

Initially, Fergos really wanted Hong Dali to come back to participate in the competition. However, after Hong Dali forfeited, he carefully thought for a while and realized suddenly that Hong Dali sitting the competition out might be the best choice. Hence, he was a little hesitant now.

Think about it. What competition was about to follow next? A competition focused on raw strength.

What did raw strength mean? A team's pure combat capability. In the first stage, Hong Dali could reasonably utilize the props available on the battlefield. As for the second stage? Tactics were pointless. The only useful thing was the team's actual combat capability.

The Shenglong Astral Team was the only team in the top ten without any Chosen Ones. If they really participated, it would be best if they maintained or even improved their position. However, they would not have a great chance to do so. After all, it was more likely for their ranking to drop significantly instead. If they really fell to tenth place, how embarrassing would that be? This was a good point to stop. If they did not participate in any more competitions, the Shenglong Astral Team would remain in third place forever. At least in everyone's hearts, that would be the common perception.

"Please allow us to discuss this." Fergos looked angry, but he was secretly thinking of ways to resolve this situation.

"Dean Fergos, you must try hard." McCarron anxiously said, "If Hong Dali doesn't participate in the competition, it will become meaningless."

"I know, I know." Fergos touched his beard and put on a worried face. "I will try my best. Definitely."

The analysis of tactics was concluded here. All the mentors followed Fergos back into the conference room as they discussed how they could get Hong Dali to continue participating in the competition...

At this time, in space, the members of the Shenglong Astral Team all surrounded Hong Dali and laughed. "Dali, you're amazing. You forfeited this competition just like that. Not everyone has that kind of courage."

"What courage does this need?" Hong Dali twitched his lips. "It's just a lame competition. There's no need for any courage. Oh right, what were we talking about?"

"You were about to tell us what we're doing this time," a classmate replied. "Big Bro Dali, what are we doing next?"

"Right, right, right. Big Bro Dali, what are we doing out here?"

"Yea, yea, you were interrupted here just now."

"Us? We're going to one of my planets. I have a great idea for squandering!" Hong Dali was feeling great. How could competitions match squandering in terms of fun? He turned around and looked at Ling Xiaoyi. "Oh right, Xiaoyi, you kept saying that you had something to report before we left. What is it?"