"...In the six 'qualifying matches' held from 00:00 on October 10 to 24:00 on October 15, the Edge Hunting Team scored eighty points in the first match against the Crawlers, one hundred points in the second against the Deep Ones, eighty points in the third against the Shadhavar Birds, fifty points in the fourth against the Trolls, one hundred points in the fifth against the Zoogs, and ninety points in the sixth against the Yetis."
"The final qualifying score is calculated using the same logic as for an individual match."
"Discard one highest score of one hundred and one lowest score of fifty, then add the remaining four scores and take the average... The Edge Hunting Team's final score for the six qualifying matches is—eighty-seven point five!"
It was an extremely perilous result.
Because it was only half a point higher than the tenth-ranked veteran hunting team, YPO. They had nearly failed to squeeze into this round of finals.
Only the top nine hunting teams qualified for this finals, making the requirements stricter than in previous years. This was one reason many veteran hunting teams had failed to make it through the qualifiers. After all, First University alone had twenty-seven officially registered hunting teams.
Perhaps they had sensed the somewhat oppressive atmosphere above the hunting grounds.
Following closely behind the guide, Nicholas, who walked at the very front of the team, kept his head slightly lowered and his shoulders hunched. He did not even dare glance around, looking exceptionally humble.
Liu Feifei was much the same. Zheng Qing felt that the two of them seemed to wish they could curl themselves into balls and hide from everyone's gaze.
In contrast to the two team leaders, the other three hunters of the Edge Hunting Team behaved far more naturally.
The Gypsy