"Qiqi, who will my opponent be tomorrow?"
By the Sword Washing Lake, Li Shiyin sat on the bank of the lake, her two jade-like feet stretched into the lake, gently swaying in the clear lake water.
While Long Qiqi stuck out her little butt and lay there, she held a stack of papers in her hand and a pen, quickly calculating something.
Hearing Li Shiyin's words, she shrank her butt and sat cross-legged on the bank. She picked up a piece of paper and said to Li Shiyin, "After today's assessment, I have completely mastered the digital changes in the assessment. I have also calculated the opponents you will encounter afterwards."
As she spoke, her little face was full of pride.
Tian Wenjin, who was originally hugging his sword and watching the fish in the lake, couldn't help but look over when he heard Long Qiqi's words.
"So amazing?!" Li Shiyin's eyes widened in surprise.
"Do you want to know when you two will meet if everything goes smoothly?" Long Qiqi asked mysteriously.
Li Shiyin and Tian Wenjin looked at each other. Li Shiyin withdrew her feet from the water, then walked over barefoot on tiptoe, carefully walking to Long Qiqi's side and asked, "When?"
"If..." Long Qiqi looked at the calculation results on the paper in her hand and said, "If Shiyin, you can beat Yao Qingke, and Wenjin can beat Lu Junxing, then you two will meet in the semifinals."
"Really?" Although she knew that the information was collected with their help, and she also knew that this result was calculated by Long Qiqi according to the data, Li Shiyin still felt it was unbelievable.
"Will I eventually encounter Lu Junxing?" Tian Wenjin frowned on the side.
"Of course, there will be accidents in this..." Long Qiqi said, "For example, Yao Qingke and Lu Junxing were eliminated in advance; or you and Wenjin were eliminated in advance."
It is basically possible to rule out the possibility of Yao Qingke and Lu Junxing being eliminated in advance, but it is not certain for Li Shiyin and Tian Wenjin.
"Especially you, Shiyin!" As she spoke, Long Qiqi's expression became serious. She looked at the results she had calculated and said solemnly, "Wenjin's opponents tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are not very strong. Only that outer disciple Xiao Bufan needs to pay some attention. But you are different, Shiyin."
"Look..." She showed Li Shiyin the form, "Tomorrow you will fight Yan Tianxing, the one who practices the Five Thunder Orthodox Method at Qi Peak, and the day after tomorrow you will fight Dugu Wenxue, the one with the demon-slaying sword intent at Sword Peak. Then fight Ye Qingxuan, then fight Yao Qingke. If Wenjin defeats Lu Junxing, you will fight Wenjin. If Wenjin can't beat Lu Junxing, you will fight Lu Junxing. If you defeat Wenjin or Lu Junxing, and finally, you will either fight Liu Baiyun or Dong Zhongyuan."
In short, Li Shiyin's next opponents all had names.
"Wow..." Just listening made Li Shiyin extremely excited. She felt full of power and laughed like a villain, "After this fight, my grievances with Qi Peak will be written off!"
Long Qiqi looked at Li Shiyin and wanted to say that grievances, implicated back and forth, could never be written off. But she did not say such discouraging words in the end.
"Qiqi, how did you calculate all this?" Suddenly someone asked.
"It's actually very simple..." Long Qiqi answered, but suddenly felt that the person asking the question was wrong. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a huge cat head above Chase Wind, with a pair of inquiring eyes blinking at her.
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Chase Wind!!? It was actually Chase Wind who asked!!
Long Qiqi was greatly shocked. She waved her hand to signal the cat head to come down, and pressed her hand on Chase Wind's forehead... Hmm... it was hot, and she didn't know if Chase Wind had a fever. But in any case, this Chase Wind was not normal.
Even Li Shiyin noticed it. She hurriedly asked Chase Wind, "Did someone possess you?!"
"You are the one who got possessed!" Chase Wind snorted at Li Shiyin, then arrogantly raised his head and said, "I'm not like some idiot, I love to learn."
"Pfft! You love to learn my ass!" Li Shiyin spat at Chase Wind.
Long Qiqi looked at Chase Wind with skepticism, but finally explained:
"The initial numbers of Shiyin and the others in this assessment should all be random. And because half of the people are eliminated every round, the numbers in each round are half of the number of people in that round, to ensure that there are always two people with the same number. Then the people with the same numbers are the opponents of this round."
Chase Wind thought for a moment and realized a problem. He asked, "What about odd numbers?"
Long Qiqi nodded. This stupid cat head finally started thinking about the problem.
"If it's an odd number, then there will be a bye. One person will have no opponent this round and go directly to the next round."
"Is the bye random?" Chase Wind asked.
"No..." Long Qiqi shook her head and said, "This involves the next question, the change of numbers after each round ends."
She looked at Li Shiyin and Tian Wenjin. These two ignorant girls were listening to her conversation with Chase Wind in confusion. She couldn't help sighing maturely.
"Some numbers will change after a round ends, and some numbers will not. The fundamental reason is that the number of people in the next round is only half of this round. And the numbers in the next round are half of the number of people in the next round again, so the numbers in this round do not match the number of people in the next round. So the numbers need to change along with the number of people."
She spoke eloquently, "How do they change? The smallest number in this round fights the largest number in this round. From front to back, arrange them in sequence."
As Long Qiqi spoke, she looked up and found that not only were Tian Wenjin and Li Shiyin confused, even Chase Wind was a little confused. She shook her head again and again, and after thinking about it, she said:
"Let me give an example! At the beginning of the assessment, there were 494 people, and the numbers at this time were from 1 to 247. Then after the first round, there were 247 people left. If the numbers of these 247 people remain unchanged, then the one with number 1 would fight the one with number 247, the one with number 2 would fight the one with number 246, and so on. But the numbers have changed. When there were 247 people, the numbers were only from 1 to 124. So in the first round, all numbers greater than 124 became the number of their opponent in that round. For example, 247 became 1, 246 became 2, and so on.
"Wenjin's number in the first round was 171, greater than 124, so in the second round Wenjin's number became 77. Then today, Wenjin's number became 47, and tomorrow it will be 15...
"Shiyin, your number in the first round was 67, less than 124, so in the second round it was still 67. But today in the third round it became 57, and tomorrow it will become 5."
"Why?" Li Shiyin's big eyes were full of questions.
"Ah!!"
Long Qiqi collapsed completely and jumped into the Sword Washing Lake.
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