"...Sorry, there is no place for you in this competition."
Standing on top of the hosting platform served by a tall rock, looking down at the crowd below, Xue Ling Huan Bing was standing there with a cold face, and other people present seemed to be interested in the grudges between the two players.
I have heard about the origin for a long time, and now I am quietly waiting for the collision between the current president of Wings of Freedom and the former representative: "At least when our challenge begins, all participating players have already registered.
Contestants who are already registered and who do not appear here will be treated as late - this is a normal rule in any competition process, right?"
"Registered? How come I haven't heard of such a thing?" Already prepared for this statement, the handsome young man named Liangchen Meiyu pressed his flowing hair and turned his gaze to the other side of the chattering head.
: "Wings of Freedom was previously a member of your organization, and we are certainly aware of the competition procedures you put on the table - did you mention before that contestants need to register before the competition? Shouldn't you?
Could it be that such a rule was temporarily 'installed' for us?"
"Even if you don't want to admit this rule, I'm afraid the people here don't want to see you get involved in this competition." With the same smile showing a ruthless look, Xu Yu Liushang, who was also standing above, folded his arms and shook his head.
Shaking his head: "As long as everyone disagrees with your joining, we can't nod and let you in. After all, we still have to respect the opinions of the major participating clubs and the opinions of all the witnesses present."
"How is it possible? Our Wings of Freedom are not the kind of existence that everyone shouts about." She spread her hands and showed an innocent look, and Liangchen Meiyu then put on an indifferent smile again: "If you don't believe me, just ask around.
These lovely viewers.”
"There must be someone among them willing to welcome us, right?"
As if in response to Liangchen Meiyu's compliments and invitations, the noise from the surrounding crowd instantly recalled a burst of noise and female screams.
He made a gesture of returning the gift, and his slender body straightened up again as he tossed his hair: "Look, the audience's eyes are sharp."
"Shameless." He stabbed these words silently, and Xue Linghuan Bingfu, who was standing on the high rock, once again put on his indifferent expression: "What do you think, presidents?"
"It doesn't matter to me. Having one more opponent and one less opponent makes no difference to us." She took the lead in assuming a neutral attitude, and Luo Rigu Yan, who was still arguing with Jiang Hu before, took the lead to withdraw and laughed loudly: "
People who have already appeared on the stage and have grabbed the place to play should not have any objections, otherwise it will be a chance to squeeze out the remaining guilds, am I right, Boss Duan Fenglei?"
"...What nonsense are you talking about? If the last two or three fair places are taken away by the Wings of Freedom, shouldn't the remaining people scold them?" He crossed his arms and looked at the other party sideways, being lifted.
Duan Fenglei arrived and replied with a black line on his face: "We in Jianghu have indeed got one opportunity, but this does not mean that we intend to give up the remaining opportunities. The other people present who have not played must be
It’s even more impossible to give such a great gift in vain.”
"But the second phase hasn't started yet. According to the previous rules, the priority of the competition should still be on our side." Mephisto stood up with a sinister smile on his face: "From this perspective, we really should
I have more say than you."
"Devil's Soul, Arashiyama, and Dawn of Glory—we are all on the same front, right?" The skinny figure turned his head and narrowed the scope of those guilds present that were still qualified to challenge:
"We ourselves can discuss it first: Do you agree to let this 'uninvited guest' jump in line behind us?"
"We can't talk about uninvited guests. We are all friends who want to attend the banquet." The atmosphere in the room was silent for a while, and a low voice from Cangyun Barrier also slowly sounded: "Lanshan has never taken the initiative to expel anyone.
, so for this kind of thing... it’s better to listen to everyone.”
"Why, you put the turtle shell on your back again as always?" He squinted his eyes with a contemptuous attitude, and Huanmeng in a cloak couldn't help but mock the other party: "In the end, you are still afraid of offending others and want to have both sides, right? As a person, you are still afraid of offending others.
As someone who has been there, I can tell you responsibly: this stupid move will not end well."
"Brother Cangyun Barrier is also a veteran in the industry, don't criticize others like this!" He put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly, but Luo Riguyan on the side followed and clapped his hands: "Brother Huanmeng is the same, he wants to treat everyone
Stay tolerant and kind, after all, in the end-"
"Maybe it's just an extra pair of dishes and chopsticks, isn't it?"
He turned his head and glanced meaningfully in the direction of Liangchen Meiyu. The latter pretended not to see it and stood up and faced upwards. The eager eyes were also in line with Xue Ling who had been staring here.
Huan Bing met together: "How is it? There should be no problem now, right?"
"...The contestants for the next game have been decided. If you want to participate, you must at least wait until they finish." She pursed her lips tightly, and after a while, Xue Ling Huan Bing squeezed out her words:
"Jian Beidong, has your opponent been decided yet?"
"Of course not." He yawned while holding the long sword on his arm. Jian Beidong, who had never looked at him since this episode appeared, then echoed Xue Ling Huan Bing's words: "The one from Wizard
Uncle or the boy from the Duan family, which one of you will go first?"
"Of course I'll go first." Lueyi Guyan strode forward and threw off his magic robe, blocking his burly body in front of everyone: "There is only one reason: I have the final say."
"Don't forget that this young boy of yours is still a transferred member of our Wizard in name only."
Duan Shanhe, who had not spoken since Liangchen Meiyu's appearance, still reacted silently. The two sides of the next game seemed to have been decided. Xueling Huanbing, who had been looking down with a cold face, also groaned.
He turned his head, and his figure gradually disappeared into countless invisible places under the boulders on the high platform: "...he actually dared to come."
"Calm down, Sister Lingbing." He still had the same lazy attitude of sitting casually on the ground, but his face that was murmuring now also had a dull look after the smile faded: "His appearance is very coincidental, and the coincidence will be over soon.
At the critical moment when the quota is exhausted and the contact there is lost, if he didn't have an informant in this camp and chose to appear at this time, I would be the first to not believe it."
"He just came for me." He nodded his head and turned his back to the sky of the sacred mountain. The expression of Xue Ling Huan Bing could not be seen by others at this time: "This is also a matter between us. I
I will personally take responsibility for dealing with him."
"Sooner or later, this will happen. Don't worry." Gedman, who was also waiting on the side of the boulder, said solemnly: "Now the initiative is handed over to the other party. The other party will advance in advance.
They just came to look for trouble, there is nothing to be afraid of."
"We will also try our best to arrange some ways to avoid a direct confrontation between you and him."
Glancing in the direction of the whispering man on the side, the shield warrior then slowly left with heavy steps towards the bottom of the boulder, and Liangchen Meiyu, who they started to target, was not idle at this time either.
Some members of the Wings of Freedom began to surround the body that retreated to the sidelines: "——President."
"I know, no need to say it." Stopping the words they were just about to raise, Liangchen Meiyu's face also lost the charming and chic smile at the beginning: "That old guy Duan Qingnian, has he found my head again?
Coming up? Boom."
"Every one of them didn't seem to care at all. Secretly, they were as anxious as monkeys." She took off the cloak behind her and threw it aside casually: "I'm too lazy to explain our plan to them.
Whatever it is, no matter how you explain it, those old immortals won’t be satisfied—right.”
"How was that going?"
He turned around and looked at the faces of his men with questioning eyes. The latter nodded with understanding, turned slightly and gestured towards the depths of the temporary camp behind. The corners of his mouth were involuntarily raised slightly, and his name was
The young man who was looking for a good time cleared his throat with a satisfied smile. Broadcasting voices from all directions were also heard in front of the scene where the contestants on both sides were distancing themselves and taking postures, with their blossoming voices in everyone's mind.
There was a sound in my ears: "I've kept everyone waiting! I didn't know about the commercials this time... Uh, by the way, it seems that there are no intermission commercials for the game we are hosting this time, haha."
"But your waiting is definitely meaningful! Because we are about to usher in a duel between two heavyweight players!" He paused for a moment in his joking, and his voice was full of passion when he mentioned it again: "Sunset Guyan vs. Sword
Beidong! Not to mention normal circumstances, I’m afraid I won’t have the chance to see these two people play against each other even in the UEFA Cup!”
"Jian Beidong has not appeared in an official game in the past three years. We can no longer estimate his current strength." His partner also echoed: "But even if he is only 70% of the original level, this game will be better."
Well worth watching.”
"That's right! As a representative figure of the contemporary magician profession, can President Lu Rigu Yan be able to block the power of the once legendary team? Let us -"
“We’ll see!”
Snapped!
There was no intention of waiting for the end of the announcement. The figure belonging to Jian Beidong holding the long sword suddenly disappeared from the place. The wide-eyed Lu Rigu Yan was blocked by a fiery red smoke screen covering his body.
The next moment the sword slash appeared behind him, a series of fine and crisp explosions sounded from the edge of the flame smoke screen that met the blazing sword light: "...I thought you really wanted me to let go with my sword.
It fell to the ground."
"Even if I become a magician, my reaction will not deteriorate." The figure kept retreating under the spread of the flames and smoke. Luo Riguyan's face was filled with an indifferent but confident smile: "It's you who made this move.
The quick sword attack is still the same as before."
"Aren't you going to fight back?" The rapid sword blades continuously pushed the red-robed magician back, and Jian Beidong's voice sounded somewhat relaxed: "If I don't take action, I will
I’m going to send you out.”
"Don't be so anxious, we have plenty of time to reminisce about the past." In the scene of countless flames rising, Luo Riguyan still maintained a posture of only dodging without fighting back: "Didn't they say that the audience is interested in the relationship between the two of us?
The expectations for the match are high."
"How can we do it without taking a little longer to perform for the audience?"
A series of blazing sword arcs accompanied by Jian Beidong's nimble steps reappeared on the edge of the transparent platform, and then spread along the edge of the square amidst Luo Rigu Yan's reply, seeming to have completely figured out the size of the venue.
Then the strong man in red robe was like an acrobat dancing on a tightrope, swinging dangerously and dangerously with the swords that had been chasing behind him. The relaxation on his face gradually disappeared, and he frowned.
Jian Beidong's face showed a bit of impatience as he appeared between the sword qi. He used the two blocking sword qi that he waved forward in advance to try to stop Lu Rigu Yan's fighting style of only escaping but not fighting. Finally,
He only sent out two crackling sounds of magic protection on the opponent: "...Hey, it's quite strong."
"Don't underestimate the flame shield. Even if it is the elemental shield type with the lowest protection efficiency, the recoil rate against physical damage is still very good." Seeing the opponent stop pursuing, Luo Riguyan pointed out with a smile.
Pointing to his body: "I have been exploring the flame magic system for a long time. This level of shield research is like drinking water to me."
"I don't have time to continue playing with you. There are still a lot of people lining up waiting for me to fight." Pointing behind him, he picked up the long sword and countless stars began to shine around it.
: "Since you don't want to confront me head-on, how about you jump down yourself?"
"I'm here to challenge, not to commit suicide." Putting his hand on his chest, Luo Riguyan replied with a big smile on his face: "If you have the ability, force me to jump -"
The shining sword light was like the brilliant Milky Way, pouring towards his position as the sunset Gu Yan's words fell. The fine sword light covering almost half of the platform also followed Jian Beidong as he lowered his head and closed his eyes.
With his hands thrown away, everything around the strong man in red robe was washed away like a raging river under a heavy rain.
"Go down, you."
This chapter has been completed!