Novel & Cerita Twelve Rounds 3

"Get ready for round two of celebrating." "There's a round two?" "There's always a round two. Round one is just the team. Round two is everyone who matters to the team." "Is there a round three?" "Round three is whenever you finally get home and it actually sinks in," Reyes said. "That one takes longer than the other two combined."

The guys perked up. “I told you I was working on it,” I said to them cheerfully, then loudly explained our bet—without names. “Everyone good with this?” I asked. Everyone nodded. “Agreed, pretty boy?” she ran her fingers through my hair. “Agreed, little girl,” I kissed her, while the others just waved us off. “Alright,” Paul said. “Three rounds, three throws per round—total score counts. Couples go one after another, and I’ll keep track.”

“You all have been briefed so I’ll cut to the chase. Today will test your wits, agility and strength with the help of the obstacles on the race course, target shooting and of course brief combat.” Is it too late to give up? “You will get the chance to choose a weapon for combat, I advise that you choose wisely. Each round holds thirty points, so, whoever finishes the three rounds with total points closest to ninety wins.” His words were curt. “You may begin.” Alpha Kaiden finished and together with the former three who briefed us, they sat to watch. Definitely too late. “Kill me. Just fucking killing me right now.” I didn’t give a shit if anyone heard me.

Shania had gotten the info from one of her clients, She was ready to crush Christian. The man was still challenging her. It was either she played to win or lost and had sex with him Of course, she would rather die trying than lose to Christian. According to the rules of the game. The teams were to have three rounds… All the players had to participate. There were three major types of clubs, known as woods, irons, and putters. Woods were played for long shots from the tee or fairway, and occasionally rough, while irons were for precision shots from fairways as well as from the rough

"Please don't ask to increase the number of rounds, Miss Damaged. I won't be able to help you with that." "No, nothing like that. 40 rounds are just fine. Actually, I wanted to split this session into smaller chunks. Can we do only 7-8 rounds today and remaining matches some other time?" "Oh thank god! Mr. Damaged, that would be just perfect. I thought I had to take leave from my real time job for this." "Alright, thanks! Let's begin."

The older man blushed, but he bit the bullet and said, "Very well, you win this round. We'll have three rounds, and the person who wins two rounds is the winner." "Yes, two wins in three rounds!"

All the contestants had remained 30. Without wasting time, the third round was balloted. The same numbers were written in two so that those with the same number were to battle for the opportunity to move to the next round. I pick number 2 on my paper. It meant that I had no time to waste. Because I was supposing to appear in the second fight. My opponent was from Royal university. The whistle was blown for the start of the first fight in the third round. Though it was fierce the one from science and technology stand a chance to win because he was very strategic.

For a moment, Aera’s expression shifts from smug to surprised, before shifting back to smug. "Then it’s settled," Big Red chuckles. "Three rounds in the ring; the first to be knocked out twice loses."

Here’s a revised setup for Round Two with the proper mechanics: --- Round Two began, and the playful tension in the room thickened. The host, Ryan, held up a stack of small whiteboards. “Alright, ladies, grab your markers. Gentlemen, turn your backs. This round is all about how well you know your man — or how well he knows himself. Accuracy is key!”

Right now, he’s able to control himself and have a civil interaction with the young man and her other friends. “Then, we can take a few minutes before starting a second round.” “Whoa, what did I hear? Second round?” Leo was frowning, but his excitement also showed on his face. “Yeah. Can we also have third? It would give us more material to study.” “That’s fine with me.” “Three rounds! Cool.” Leo called Gareth over and told him the good news. “Damn. What’s the plan?” They turned to Ren and Jared promptly left so they could strategize.