Reigning Supreme at the Top of the Leaderboard
Hua Qiang checked the points leaderboard again:
First place: China, Hua Qiang, 1,123,360 points.
Second place: John Truss of the Eagle Country, 31250 points.
Third place: Li Country, Ait Ma Sha, 30026 points.
Fourth place: Faxi Country, Alpha, 29960 points.
Fifth place: Germany, Purr, 27520 points.
Sixth place: China, Ye Bingxue, 27,000 points.
7th place: Sakura Country, Yokoyama Eiko, 25500 points.
8th place: Country A, Kanu, 22180 points.
Ninth place: Grizzly Country, Mauritius, 21268 points.
10th place: Portugal, Tang Jishaqiu, 19950 points.
Hua Qiang's expression was rather interesting when he saw the points leaderboard. Was he being too unconventional?
He had 1,123,360 points, while the second-place player only had a little over 30,000 points, which was almost a fraction of his total.
However, seeing Ye Bingxue's name ranked sixth and having earned 27,000 points, he immediately became happy again.
Within the second tier, this girl is among the best.
At this moment, on the shore of the Sea of Death, the people in the huge stands erupted into a cacophony upon seeing the rankings on the leaderboard, their eyes fixed on the top spot in disbelief.
"How is this possible!" A gruff voice broke the brief silence.
"That player from China has over a million points! That's outrageous!"
"Yes, look, the second place only has over 30,000 points. The difference is unbelievable," a man wearing a hat chimed in, his face full of surprise and doubt.
"Could there be a mistake? I suspect the AI is malfunctioning!" a young woman said, frowning.
"How can there be such a huge score difference? The scores for third place and below are all normal, around 20,000 to 30,000 points. This first place score is really suspicious."
"I think there might be something fishy going on here." An old man stroked his beard, his eyes full of suspicion, mixed with a hint of annoyance.
"Yes, yes, it hasn't been that long. How could someone get such a high score so easily? There must be something wrong with it."
The crowd chattered amongst themselves, raising a cacophony of questions and doubts. The entire stands were filled with skepticism and speculation about the astonishing score.
James, dressed in a white suit, stood there ramrod straight, his eyes fixed on the bright, dazzling name at the top of the list, his face so dark it seemed to drip water.
His jaw was clenched, his cheeks were slightly puffed out, and his hands gripped the handrails so tightly that his knuckles turned white, almost breaking the handrails on both sides.
Damn it!
He muttered a curse under his breath, "The player we placed so much hope in is in second place, and with such a hopeless gap between him and the first place!"
James was filled with anger and resentment. He knew that the first-place reward this time was incredibly generous; it wasn't just a symbol of honor, but also involved many important benefits.
If this reward were taken by someone from another country, he would certainly face criticism from all sides upon returning home, and might even have to bear unimaginable guilt.
Thinking of these things, a hint of panic flashed in James' eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
He turned to a female assistant beside him and said, "Ms. Harris, go check the data and see if there are any anomalies."
James's voice was deep and urgent, carrying an unquestionable commanding tone.
"Yes, sir."
Harris agreed, quickly opened his laptop, and his fingers flew across the keyboard as he stared intently at the constantly changing data on the screen.
After a while, she looked up and said helplessly, "Sir, the data is normal, there are no abnormal fluctuations, this score is genuine."
Her tone carried a hint of surprise and bewilderment, after all, such a huge score difference was extremely rare.
My god!
How is that possible?
James was having a hard time accepting the result. If the data was accurate, then the China delegation would definitely have won first place this time.
Hua Qiang's score alone is enough to surpass the total score of any team.
The scores of the other members of their China team didn't matter to them anymore.
Is this a case of one person suppressing an entire team?
No, it's one person overwhelming all the teams.
In the stands, Lu Guangyao's seat was slightly towards the back.
At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the huge leaderboard, unblinking, as if it were an extension of his body.
The two characters "Hua Qiang" were prominently displayed, shining brightly.
His gaze slowly moved downwards, and he saw that the sixth place was clearly written with "Ye Bingxue".
At that moment, his eyes involuntarily widened, and the excitement in his heart surged like a tidal wave.
Despite his best efforts to suppress the overwhelming joy surging within him and to remain calm, the expression on his face was like a wild horse, completely out of control.
The veins on his forehead bulged as if they were about to break free from the confines of his skin.
His entire face turned bright red, like a ripe apple.
It was an indescribable excitement, a sense of pride and honor that came from the depths of one's heart.
He knew that Hua Qiang's points alone were enough to secure the team's first place, like a solid fortress.
Moreover, he had absolute confidence in Hua Qiang's personal abilities.
In his view, no one can rival Hua Qiang in this arena.
In this World University Martial Arts Alliance Competition, China will undoubtedly be the biggest winner.
As the leader of the China team, he could almost see the glorious scene upon returning home.
He will receive this unparalleled honor and be rewarded by the Council of Elders; it will be the most glorious moment of his career.
At this moment, the team leaders from other countries sitting next to him also cast congratulatory glances at him and expressed their sincere congratulations.
They knew that the China team had demonstrated formidable strength in this fierce competition, and since they couldn't win, they might as well try a different strategy.
They hope that by expressing their goodwill, they may be able to establish good relations with China in the future, and perhaps even receive some returns in return.
Lu Guangyao smiled as he responded to the congratulations from the team leaders of various countries, but his heart was already filled with the glory and joy that was about to arrive.
He seemed to see a future where China arts would shine even brighter on the world stage.