Chapter 363 Why wait for him? [For the panic leader of time
"The seventy people in the second team should be people from our Star Soul Continent; maybe they are the so-called genius disciples of the unknown hidden sect... Because in a big sense, the Star Soul Continent represents the human race, human beings. One stroke and one stroke are for human beings, two strokes, so they are the second team."
Gao Qiaoer continued.
"As for the third team, the reason why the third team should be called the third team is called the fifth team... Wu Tongyin, these people should be the contemporary geniuses of the Wu clan. This team will be the most fierce against us. Of those people, I even suspect that there will be murders during the confrontation. There are irreconcilable conflicts between us and the Wu clan. If we can take the opportunity to kill and cripple some of the other party's freshmen representatives, why not do it for them? . ”
"Everyone should think so."
Gao Qiaoer's eyes were heavy: "And this incident itself is very likely to be an emergency, but for what deeper reasons, I have no clue now. Making wild guesses will not help. It happened suddenly. An inspection, a martial arts confrontation...it’s really confusing.”
What Gao Qiaoer said is exactly what Zuo Xiaoduo and Li Chenglong thought.
Having already made guesses and preconceived ideas in advance, the three people's guesses were actually similar.
However, as Gao Qiaoer said, why today's unexpected incident occurred is really confusing.
There is no real warning in advance, it happens suddenly and unprepared.
The big shots all came so suddenly, and the challenge team was already in place, including Qianlong Gaowu, who was full of bewilderment, from top to bottom.
If this is a surprise inspection, it will undoubtedly be very successful, because there is no information for you to make targeted arrangements! And to this day, you still don’t know the purpose of the other party’s trip.
You can only deal with it with the truest side.
Zuo Xiaoduo was filled with doubts and instinctively used the art of looking at the air to look over the heads of so many people on the stage.
I don’t know if I can see anything through the art of looking at the Qi?
If they can't see it, I'll lend them a telescope and give them a look.
There are many big names on the stage, so it’s good to open your eyes!
…
The big shots on the stage had already sat down one after another, each pretending to smile calmly and chatting, and the teams were not separated. The so-called first team, second team and fifth team were actually not separated at all.
He just sat on a bench under the stage and looked around casually? Everyone was extremely relaxed, not sitting down, and extremely relaxed.
Oh? Not all of them are like this. Only a small number of them are like this. There are also many who sit upright and orderly.
But just because of the contrast between the two sides? The loose ones are more eye-catching.
But the confrontation has not been announced for a long time? Naturally, there are no rules...
Zuo Xiaoduo and other students were whispering to each other, and everyone felt that the situation was getting more and more wrong.
What kind of fuss is this?
At first glance, it is obvious that there is no preparation? There is no plan, and suddenly an emergency occurs...
But no matter what, as senior leaders, you have to say something, right?
Ye Changqing sat on the chair without moving for a long time? His heart was full of confusion.
The introduction is over, the students cheered and welcomed, and now... there are no projects?
What's going on?
Why are they all silent?
Quiet?
How many teams have you introduced? Has the battle started yet?
Just gathering students together like this, and then watching you chatting on the high platform? Can you be more reliable?
Many teachers in the whole school were secretly transmitting messages to Principal Ye: "Principal, what's going on?"
Ye Changqing said that I was also confused. I also wanted to know what was going on? I didn’t want to be left alone? But the problem now is... the superiors didn’t tell me anything at all!
Please stop sending messages to me... I was already upset, and now I'm about to be killed by you. What is the concept of receiving messages from hundreds of people in my ears at the same time?
That's a bunch of mosquitoes buzzing, and my eardrums are in trouble...
Ye Changqing was not idle either. For example, he did not dare to ask the three marshals, but he had quietly sent messages to Minister Ding several times.
"Minister, what's going on?"
"Minister, can you... please come up with a charter as soon as possible!"
"Minister? Minister?"
But Minister Ding ignored him at all.
Well, it's not that Minister Ding doesn't want to pay attention to him, he really can't pay attention to him. Even Minister Ding himself still doesn't know what the purpose of this incident is and how it will develop in the future!
Minister Ding is still confused in his heart, and he has not recovered yet - he has been confused since he arrived at Xingmang Mountains, and he has been confused until now.
I don’t even understand what’s going on!
Speaking of which, he is much more miserable than Ye Changqing.
Minister Ding led several masters from the Martial Arts Department to the Xingmang Mountains in a hurry. His original intention was to control the situation, but he never expected that he would be captured just as he arrived there. The young man, accompanied by a group of untouchable hob meat, arrived
Qianlong Gaowu.
In name, it was an inspection, but Minister Ding knew in his heart that I had no plans for an inspection!
This time I’m here to do business!
Why did the style of painting suddenly change...
Minister Ding really didn't dare to say a word when facing these people.
Well, no matter what I say, I don’t dare to say it!
We don’t dare to say it, and we don’t dare to ask it either.
Just being treated as a name...
I was actually escorted here, is that true?
In fact, I am just a martial arts minister today, not much better than a wooden stake. I don’t know anything, and I don’t know anything about it.
It’s just used as a decoration; it’s also a decoration that you don’t know anything about!
Director Ding's heart was filled with infinite mythical beasts: This is the first time in my life that I have been treated as a decoration, and moreover, I have been treated as a decoration for confusion. Where do you want me to reason with you?!
Now in a state of silence, with no further follow-up, Minister Ding said...how do I know what this is?
Ye Changqing asked me?
Who the hell am I going to ask?
After half an hour like this, the wind picked up in the sky.
A majesty that seemed to dominate the world suddenly descended from the sky.
In the sky, a man dressed in yellow robes, wearing a crown, with a majestic face, came with his hands behind his back, looking calm.
Ye Changqing's pupils shrank.
King of Central Plains?
So many people are waiting for him to be the King of the Central Plains?
But what kind of statement is this!?
The King of the Central Plains came with his hands behind his back to protect himself from the wind. He looked graceful, but when he reached the sky and looked down, his expression suddenly changed. He quickly restrained his momentum and consciousness, and quickly fell down. He laughed loudly: "Commander Dongfang,
Marshal Ximen, Marshal Beigong, and three senior officers suddenly arrived at Fenghai. Xiao Wang missed the greeting from afar, so I ask the three marshals to forgive me."
Marshal Dongfang stood up politely and laughed, "Ignorance is not a crime. Taifeng, it's already good that you can come."
The name of the king of the Central Plains, Jun Taifeng, has always been the backbone of the royal family and a strong martial artist.
While he was talking, the King of Zhongyuan had already arrived on the stage. He once again greeted the three marshals and Minister Ding very respectfully, and greeted Ye Changqing and others.
His status is respected, but when it comes to seniority, he is just the junior of Marshal Dongfang and others. Except for the words "little king", there is no condescension, and every courtesy is handled just right, without leakage.
"Taifeng, when I see you again today, not only have you made great progress in your cultivation, but your demeanor has also become transcendent. I feel really indescribably happy in my heart."
Marshal Ximen sighed, with a faint flash of memory in his eyes, and said leisurely: "The days when your father, Wang Jun Nanshan, was the deputy commander of our Western Army, are still vivid in my mind, just like yesterday... It has been sixty years.
It’s the past…”
The King of Central Plains said respectfully: "In the past, when my father was still alive, he always talked about Uncle Ximen's Chun Chun teachings to my father, and he never forgot them. Now that he finally sees Uncle Ximen again, Taifeng is extremely frightened."
Commander Ximen sighed softly: "When your father led an army to fight against the Flame Legion under the Great Witch of Fire, he died unfortunately. I have always been grudges about it... Now, I am very happy to see you inherit the throne and your reputation is growing day by day.
.”
The King of the Central Plains became more and more respectful and saluted: "Uncle Ximen, please teach me more."
Marshal Ximen nodded slowly, but there was an unexplainable complexity in his eyes when he looked at the King of Central Plains.
Minister Ding received the message and immediately stood up and said: "Your Majesty, please take a seat. Our martial arts competition is about to begin. Your Majesty happens to be meeting at this time and can be a witness."
The King of Zhongyuan was obviously confused about this. Hearing this, he was surprised and said: "With so many senior teachers here, how can I come to bear witness? Hahaha..."
But he still took his seat as he was told.
Looking east and west, his eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty.
This... what kind of scene is this?
Three commanders came to Qianlong Gaowu for inspection?!
Such things...
If it's not a joke, it can only mean that something unusual is brewing and fermenting!
But, what exactly happened?
Minister Ding stood up and said: "This competition is called the World Martial Arts Competition! It is divided into the following stages. The first stage is to draw lots. There is no target quota limit, just enjoy it."
The expressions of Ye Changqing and other senior officials of Qianlong Gaowu suddenly changed.
Drawing lots?!
Drawing lots means we can’t arrange people, right?
This is completely unscripted!
And what’s the end of the fun?
How many games does it take to end the fun?
You can have a lot of fun with two or three games, you can still have a lot of fun with three or five games, you can still have a lot of fun with ten games and eight games, and to put it bluntly, even if you play a hundred and eighty games, you can still have a lot of fun!
So how do you count a win? How do you count a loss?
Minister Ding, what are you doing?
You want to say there are no rules at all, but what do you mean by dividing it into several stages?
How many specific stages are there?
Can you always explain it clearly?
Vice-Principal Liu went up worriedly holding the roster.
Minister Ding has a bunch of signatures in his hand, and he doesn’t know when they appeared.
"The first team, Qianlong Gaowu's third-grade class one, the fifth name! The opponent, the thirteenth name of the second team!"
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