Chapter two thousand and eighty-four began to lift the table
In the meeting hall, Wen Ren Weiyang's brows furrowed more and more.
He didn't want to lose.
Even if he made an alliance with Xu Zhi, he still wanted to do his best to win this big competition.
Not to mention bringing the four provinces of Dongyue into the hands of South Australia, even getting back the three lost provinces would be enough.
But he didn't expect that Wen Renxi would be led to a rhythm.
When he focused on extreme cultivation, Wen Renxi's character was not as flawless as he imagined.
He can work hard in cultivation and has an extremely strong will.
But he also falls short in many aspects.
Gu Baobao's simple words opened Wen Renxi's heart.
It even made Wen Renxi vomit a lot of things that shouldn't be said.
But Wen Renxi's expression gradually became happy.
This made Wen Ren Weiyang want to have a seizure but she endured it.
The more things you hold in your heart and the longer you hold them in, the easier it will be to be controlled by your emotions. It is very likely that you will be led to a dark place by the natural medicine, and even the attack on the master will be in vain.
Wen Ren Weiyang wanted to win, but he also thought that his son would be able to become a grandmaster in the future.
After several consecutive years of blows, Wen Renxi was so suppressed that he could hardly breathe and could only hold his breath.
He wanted to see Wenrenxi's sunny side, but he didn't want Wenrenxi to lose.
"There are gains and losses, that's all! I should be a bad person today."
At this time, he sighed secretly in his heart and was glad that he had signed an agreement with Song Zhongkai in private.
This final showdown can decide some things, but it can't decide anything.
As long as he can help Dongyue get over the hardships and Xu Zhi can fulfill his original promise, Nan'ao will still have a future.
Just like the dull Wen Renxi, there will eventually be a moment of joy.
"The two players are asked to compete as soon as possible. If they give up the game on their own, the champion and runner-up will automatically be replaced by the third-place and fourth-ranked players."
"The two players are asked to compete as soon as possible. If they give up the game on their own, the champion and runner-up will automatically be replaced by the third-place and fourth-ranked players."
"The two players are asked to compete as soon as possible. If they give up the game on their own, the champion and runner-up will automatically be replaced by the third-place and fourth-ranked players."
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The ten-minute battle time came to an end, and at this time, the machine automatically issued a warning.
This is a technical method used to prevent draws. It is very simple and rarely conveys a warning sound.
The two of them did not make a move and entered the extra period directly.
"It's really nice to chat with you," Wen Renxi said, still not satisfied.
"Me too. You are welcome to visit Dongyue often. I will welcome you with good wine," Gu Baobao said, raising his hand.
She couldn't help but sigh slightly in her heart, the alarm came too soon.
This is an ability she doesn't use often, but it's also one of her trump cards.
However, the simulation of time and machines has become a big problem, and it is difficult to express its power.
This kind of emotional power is more like using the framework of inner energy to form the power of spiritual influence, or using spiritual power to promote inner energy.
This inheritance of the Yan family is not unique.
There are many cultivation techniques in the world that are driven by emotions, and some cultivation techniques can even be supported by fighting. The more you fight, the braver you become, which is a similar type.
It's just that her emotional power seems a little more secret.
"I have to fight today, and I am bound to go through this. I hope there will be a chance to have a drink and have a good time in the future."
Wen Renxi also raised his hand, the look on his face immediately disappeared, and the two sledgehammers fell directly into his hands.
"I also want to go to South Australia to fight Shatiaotiao. I hope we can fight side by side together! Let South Australia have peace and tranquility."
Gu Baobao drew the knife, raised it, raised his inner energy, and the pink luster on the knife suddenly shone.
Behind her, a ferocious giant tiger shook its head and stepped out.
This is an extremely skillful control of momentum and pressure.
When Wen Renxi was cautious, there were many dark shadows behind him, and the roar of a dragon kept coming.
When he stretched out his hand and stepped forward, he was like a giant dragon walking, with layers of momentum filling the air.
The hustle and bustle in the audience started with the fight and has only gradually stopped now.
The time when Wen Renxi and Gu Baobao communicate is their time of suffering.
Compared with the mental health of the players, many people care more about the four countries where they are betting.
No one or anything can have the same importance.
In this world, everyone has no control over their own actions and moves passively. Wen Renxi comes from a family of great masters and enjoys unique conditions, so he is bound to assume more and higher responsibilities.
No one cares what Wen Renxi thinks or wants.
Relative to individuals, what does South Australia want now?
The heaviness on the table makes it difficult to think of anything else.
The last time we lost was due to a fierce battle between the masters.
How was this session?
In the border battle, does the Grand Master take action, or is it something else?
Is it because Nan'ao can't lose any more, or because Dongyue is unwilling to be provoked again and again.
Who will break the rules first?
Many people know the consequences, but the cause of the consequences is decided by the champions and runners-up.
If Nan'ao wins, Dongyue's Song Zhongkai will definitely go crazy.
If Dongyue wins, South Australia's Wenren Weiyang is likely to throw up the table and stop playing.
The first three, the last four, a total of seven alliance countries, which are beyond the control of South Australia.
Even the four countries that were fighting this time were experiencing demonstrations and riots.
The Shenshan Alliance has lost control and is unable to control the South Australian countries.
In the past two years, even Wenren Weiyang has personally joined the battle and exchanged insults with Song Zhongkai. The two sides have become incompatible.
Nan'ao and Dongyue have also reached their limits.
Everyone is staring at this four-nation exchange match, which is likely to be the last duel.
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
In the masters' arena, a sound began to explode, followed by shouts.
Many people in the Nan'ao camp and the Dongyue camp, who were clearly divided, began to shout loudly.
One result is a completely different orientation.
The sound was heavy, like a sharp knife, and began to penetrate the venue of the four-nation exchange competition.
"war!"
Wen Renxi shouted loudly, and the heavy hammer went out to sea like a wild dragon, rolling up countless evil waves.
"kill!"
There was a sound of swords, and countless sword shadows began to flash in the huge waves.
Sharp impact sounds continued to sound.
There were more roars of tigers and roars of dragons.
"Akiha sword!"
When they were fighting, they heard Gu Baobao's soft shout, and the strong wind and waves disappeared.
Wen Renxi opened his eyes and saw a man wearing black robes and black clothes, standing on the top of the mountain with his hands tied.
When the morning light came, I heard that the man turned around.
"Xiao Xi, you are like this newborn sun that will turn into the scorching sun in the sky of South Australia in the future..."
Wen Ren Weiyang's voice was very far away, but it seemed to be in his ears.
When Wen Renxi was startled, he felt a slight pain in his chest.
Only then did he regain consciousness.
There are no mountains in front of us, no scorching sun, and no known people.
In front of him were only the ancient bag and the knife.
The blades of the knife have all been inserted into his chest.
The black dragon scales formed by talent didn't even have time to cover it.
After a few moves, he was seriously injured by Gu Baobao.
"Roar!"
No matter how many conversations we had before, how many knots in our hearts were untied.
But Wenrenxi is still Wenrenxi in South Australia.
That burden has still not been let go.
Thinking of the outcome of another defeat, Wen Renxi was not only a little confused, but also angry.
He didn't know why he bet South Australia's national fortunes on the Four Nations Exchange Tournament, and he didn't know why he kept looking for Dongyue to compete.
He doesn't understand or understand.
But all South Australians want is if he wins.
At this point, he is about to lose.
The anger in his mind came, and he felt a lot of unwillingness and began to make crazy noises.
The violent roaring sounds continued.
The virtual image could not bear this kind of power. As Gu Baobao drew his knife, his life value was completely wiped out and turned into nothing.
At this time, the howling sound of the master battlefield also rose loudly.
Sharp, destructive.
The sound wave power spreads all around.
A huge shock wave raged.
Many of the machines that built the exchange began to shatter.
The sound of inner energy suddenly expanded, and the onlookers were in chaos.
During the internal energy protection, many people felt their heads swelled and their vision suddenly went dark.
"Wenren leader, Nan'ao lost."
Compared to the chaos caused by the master battlefield, a solemn atmosphere began to appear in the council hall.
Song Zhongkai spoke unceremoniously.
"Hatut, Arjan, Lifman, Yinlan, these four places belong to Dongyue."
"Fart, what kind of machine you Dongyue has installed can't even withstand my son's roar. What kind of competition is this? It's not up to standard, and the result is also up to standard."
Hearing Wen Ren Weiyang's voice, many people's hearts tightened.
Sure enough, this being started to flip the table over.