Supremacy Games

Just like a spell was being cast, the raging public was all silenced, waiting to see how were those changes going to affect the commoner teams.

Thankfully, they were exactly what they wanted. As Mr. Jones said that only family teams with 4 bloodliners+ would remain intact, as for the rest? They will all drop their ego and join the commoners' teams.

Obviously, the news didn't please the families which failed to fulfill the requirement, but it is what it is.

They couldn't sound their complaint while being streamed on national TV and make themselves public enemies. They didn't want to have everyone boycott their products or business services.

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After an hour or so, Felix's team welcomed four new additions to their ranks. Two girls and two boys. Olivia's cheerfulness made it easier for those commoners to fit right in the team.

When they were chosen to join the Maxwells, they were excited about being part of such a strong team but also anxious about being looked down upon by them.

After all, the tale that the Maxwells actually had 9 juniors awakened was already widespread in the media. The elders would be fools to not brag about it. Thus, when the commoners were being cherry-picked by the top families teams, which were, the Maxwells, Hiltons, and Waltons, they were eager to be picked especially in the ranks of Felix's team.

Felix being the captain of the team chose those four bloodliners, who excelled a bit better in the qualifiers. His reason? Was to make his team as strong as possible, so he wouldn't need to make a move.

Felix wasn't a retard to chose randoms or trash players just to appear cool and confident. He knew that in the final tournament, they would be just a drag to the team, forcing him to save the day more than he needed.

After the teams rearranged themselves, the lines got reduced to 10 from the previous 15. two families and three commoners teams' names were removed from the list. But, now each team had a full roster.

"Just like the qualifiers, the battles will be played out team vs team in a tournament-based format." Mr. Jones pointed his finger at a whiteboard that had ten empty numbered brackets and said, "As you can see, four teams will have to compete first in order to make a perfect 8 teams brackets tournament."

Everyone understood what he meant, as the 10 bracket tournament wasn't balanced like 8 bracket or 16 brackets. This meant, two teams needed to be eliminated first.

"Why didn't they make the final tournament a 16 teams bracket?" Confused, Olivia tilted her head as she asked the elders.

"There is no point in prolonging this tournament by adding extras to fill numbers." Robert shook his head and clarified, "The end game was to make the best team possible in the US to be sent as representative in the World Competition."

Just as Olivia tried to ask again, she was interrupted by Charlotte, "Alright, no more questions. After they explain the rules, you will understand what he meant."

Soon, everyone on the team refocused on Mr. Jones, who unveiled a crystal see-through bawl, resembling a small fish tank. The bawl had inside of it many small colorful balls.

went back to the podium and said, "The placement in brackets will be done by drawing numbers. All you have to do is pick a ball, show the number to the camera, then go write your name in the placement

if they understood him or not, after seeing that no one was planning to ask questions, he moved on, "The captain of each team will do the drawing. Starting off from left

far left. This meant Felix was

face, Felix walked towards the stage with his hands in his jacket's pockets. The distance wasn't that far, so

stepped on the stage, he saw that everyone's eyes were

Click click!...

of being looked at by those authoritative figures, tens of cameras flashing lights, not to

and went to shake hands with Mr. Jones, who warmly received him. After so, he went to the crystal bowl and picked one

it open and took a small paper that had a number drawn on it. Before seeing the number

looks he received, he knew that he dodged a

the paper while walking toward the whiteboard. As expected, the bracket he picked wasn't one of the four brackets that needed to compete

on his luck in the previous game wheels, Felix

The last thing he wanted was to fight another battle against

place under the excited cheers of his teammates and the elders. Just

their captain on the stage. He didn't appear as calm and collected as Felix, however, he still managed to pick a number and write his teams'

team, they neither picked the four cursed brackets nor landed on the same

kept going one by one and filling the empty whiteboard with names. Some were unlucky

way or form, the Walton family, one of the strongest candidates to win

commoner team. However, that wouldn't happen without exposing their

the other side of the board away from the Maxwells. The only way for them

if they met at the quarter-finals or the finals, as long as they meet, they will wipe the floor

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a couple of hours, the gathering ended and everyone swiftly went home

adapt to each others' abilities. That would take a lot of time. However, they only have half a day to make it happen, as tomorrow

the battles would be only one round each. This meant each team had only one opportunity to win and climb up

rushing to shape themselves

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broadcaster smiled at the camera and said, "Behind me are standing ten teams made of the best of the best bloodliners in the entire states. However, only one team could be chosen to represent us against the world!" He extended a finger,

the president of the USA, was standing on the same stage as yesterday in front of a podium. Reporters were gathering around it, taking pictures

properly below the

was packed to the brim with spectators akin to

Peep! Pep!