A row of black lines hung down from Tang Tian's forehead: "You are the number one in our Yunmeng City."
Lin Beichen also had a row of black lines hanging from his forehead.
Your sister is the number one.
I'm not a girl from a brothel.
"Tang Jiaoxi, you have the wrong mentality. They came to Yunmeng City to cause trouble. If you want to win respect, all you need to do is beat them down one by one in the ring. You don't need to talk about your strength.
Even if we treat them to ten meals, they still look down on us."
Lin Beichen said sincerely.
Tang Tian was stunned.
Although I felt like something was wrong, I couldn't refute it.
"Then I'll go talk to the officials from the Education Department."
Tang Tian turned around and walked away in a daze.
Lin Beichen walked towards Xiao Binggan.
Xiao Binggan panicked on the spot: "Brother, I suddenly remembered that I have one more thing to do. I won't have dinner. I will go back first..."
"Practice first. If anything happens, go after the practice."
Lin Beichen couldn't help but drag him backwards towards the Zhuyuan.
Xiao Binggan struggled in panic and said: "Brother, calm down, brother, you can ask Guangjiang to accompany you to practice [Shadowless Sword Bone]..."
But in the end he was dragged into the bamboo courtyard.
"Save me...mom!"
Xiao Binggan's screams came from the bamboo garden.
Then there was the sound of banging and banging.
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time flies.
Day four.
After the multi-person exercise in the morning ended, Ding Sanshi was the only one left among the inspiration targets, who had not yet reached a small level.
There is only one last small step left before the completion of the accidental acceleration keep task.
Lin Beichen was not in a hurry.
After all, Ding Sanshi is at the level of a sixth-level martial arts master. It is not easy to advance to a small level. It requires some patience and opportunities.
On this day, the Provincial Junior Students' Talent Exchange Competition was finally held as scheduled.
The rules of this exchange competition are very simple.
It is the arena that determines victory or defeat.
The top talents among the junior students from the 68 large and small cities in Fengyu Province will compete in the arena of the Third Junior College of Yunmeng City.
Although it is an exchange competition on the surface, since ancient times, there has been no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts.
Why don't the chief geniuses from major cities want to prove to everyone that they are the true chief among junior students in the province?
So one can imagine how fierce the battle was.
The news shocked the entire Yunmeng City.
It was even more eye-catching than the last finals of the competition for hegemony.
After all, this is a provincial level competition.
The competition is open to the whole province and is broadcast live.
The live broadcast was sponsored by the Provincial Department of Education and co-organized by the education yamen of the four major areas. Early in the morning, large and small 'clairvoyance' cameras were already densely focused on the entire arena, with no blind spots at 360 degrees, which ensured
The fastest and most comprehensive way to broadcast every frame of what happens in the arena to every corner of cities across the province.
An audience area has also been temporarily divided around the martial arts arena.
The same goes for buying tickets to watch the game.
Citizens who bought tickets stood in the audience area to watch the game.
Many temporary stalls were also set up inside and outside the Third College.
Chambers of commerce from various regions across the province rent temporary stalls to sell and promote their own products, and major chambers of commerce and groups in Yunmeng City have also been given booths in good locations.
The sun had just risen above the horizon, and the Third College was already crowded with people.
Looking around, you can see the black heads of people on campus swaying, and you can't see the edge at a glance.
The deans of the three major grades also put a lot of effort into renovating the campus.
Unfortunately, due to time constraints, the Third College has been dilapidated for a long time. No matter how it is saved, it will eventually be difficult to compare with the first junior college, the National Imperial Junior College and other well-established schools.
It's already o'clock in the morning.
It's nine o'clock Earth time.
The sun is shining, the air is fresh, and the pm2.5 index is 0.
Cui Hao, the majestic, elegant and handsome new city lord, presided over the opening ceremony of the exchange competition.
This was his first appearance in front of the city's citizens.
The citizens of Yunmeng spoke highly of this new city lord - this reputation was obtained in comparison with their predecessor Ling Junxuan, which shows the charisma of Cui City lord and his superb governance skills.
Cui Hao's speech won a thunderous round of applause.
Cui Minggui stood in the crowd, looking at his radiant father on the ceremonial stage, and his heart was filled with pride.
"This is my father."
He lost his mother when he was young, and it was his father who made him sick and pissed all over the place.
In his mind, his father is as tall as a towering mountain that protects him from wind and rain.
It's also like a guiding light.
Every choice my father made was ultimately proven to be correct.
Just like this time, let him get close to Lin Beichen.
As a result, in just a few days, he had made huge profits. Not only his cultivation level had soared, but his physical condition had also been improved. Lin Beichen had a strange charm that made him unknowingly create a connection with him.
This dude thinks that being friends is actually very interesting.
Ever since he became sensible, he has always looked forward to growing up quickly and sharing the heavy pressure from his father.
"I hope my father's choice of side this time is correct."
He thought secretly in his heart.
Now that Lin Beichen is surrounded by enemies, can he persevere?
While Cui Minggui was thinking, some other officials came to the stage to deliver speeches.
Official activities and similar ceremonies are naturally indispensable.
After that, the chief genius representative spoke.
A young man named Chen Jiasheng came on stage and said a few words.
"Huh? Why isn't it Jiang Ziliu but Lin Beichen? Strange, what did Lin Beichen do..."
Cui Minggui came to his senses and turned around to look around.
As a result, at the edge of the martial arts arena, Lin Beichen was arguing with a group of businessmen. The leader was Zhao Zhuoyan, the badge of the Qianlihang Chamber of Commerce. In addition to a few local businessmen, there were also several foreign businessmen, and in the end
, the debate seemed to end with Lin Beichen's victory. Several businessmen each took out a small box and handed it to Lin Beichen's hand. The latter opened the box slightly and saw a golden light spreading out, and then he smiled with a smile on his face.
She patted her chest, promising something...
What is Mr. Lin doing?
Cui Minggui said suspiciously.
at this time--
"I announce that this year's Junior College Chief Talent Exchange Competition has officially begun."
City Lord Cui Hao's voice spread throughout the Third Academy.
There was a cheer from the crowd.
Chief talents from major cities appeared on stage one after another.
They are all handsome boys and girls.
Lin Beichen was finally picked out from the crowd of businessmen by Tang Tian, who was acting as a temporary attendant, and climbed onto the ring with unfinished business. He made his public appearance together with the other sixty-seven opponents.
As soon as he appeared, he immediately aroused cheers like a tsunami from the surrounding mountains.
The citizens of Yunmeng City are naturally the ones who support themselves the most.
In this city, Lin Beichen is undoubtedly the most popular player.
This point is simply unmatched by other players.
Nearly ten thousand people cheered the same person's name loudly, and some talented people also changed their colors.
It seems that the rumored dandy, the one favored by God, is more popular than imagined.
Of course, there are also many talented people with disdain on their faces.
Yunmeng City is just a remote town, and it is rumored that Lin Beichen is only a fourth-level martial artist. A group of bumpkins and a bumpkin will soon know what a true genius is.
"You are so arrogant that you didn't even attend the meeting."
A young man with long flaming red hair stared at Lin Beichen, sneered and said sarcastically: "Officials from the Education Department can't even touch you, hahaha... Are you looking down on us too much?"
"Yeah, haha, I'm not famous, but I have a lot of airs.
"You alone are worthy of looking down on us?"
"I'm just a dandy, and I don't know how he managed to get the name of a God's Favored One..."
"Even senior Jiang Ziliu showed up on time. Are you, Lin Beichen, so special? Haha, do you look down on us so much?"
Several talented people also took offense.
With the blessing of the Xuanwen Formation, the voices of the young prodigies were not only clearly transmitted to all parts of the province through the live broadcast, but even the audience at the scene could hear them clearly.
Suddenly, the smell of gunpowder came up.
Countless eyes were focused on Lin Beichen.
Lin Beichen was as steady as an old dog. He nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I just look down on you. Are you going to bite me?"