People with the ability to focus are always immune to criticism.

Jun Shaoyan is accustomed to it and treats it indifferently.

That's right.

I don't hear anything outside the window, and I only play nine or eight things.

Three shots and one Tie Hanhan, two shots and one grandson Li.

Horizontal batch: It's fun to keep the promise for 100 miles.

This kind of refreshing feeling of blowing up the dog's head on the opposite side with one shot from 800 miles away is the only experience in the king.

"Little brother, are you outside, it seems that there are a lot of people," Lu Yumeng said.

"Well, isn't it a little noisy? Why don't I turn off the microphone, let's exchange ideas," Jun Shaoyan said with a smile.

The phenomenon of a large number of people and noisy people is unavoidable, even if everyone speaks quietly, but when they are gathered together, it seems noisy.

"It's okay, I'll just lower my voice," Lu Yumeng hurriedly said.

If Jun Shaoyan turned off Mai, the group of dog thieves in the live broadcast room could kill her.

Didn't you see that she changed the title of the live broadcast to "Another day of sweet double row with the little brother without drama]?

"Okay," Jun Shaoyan said, and another shot killed the half-blooded Gongsun Li under the highland tower.

"By the way, little brother, what are you doing outside?" Lu Yumeng asked.

Before Jun Shaoyan could answer, Tan Zheng's voice sounded through the loudspeaker and spread to every corner of the martial arts hall.

"The Yunchuan Youth Martial Arts Competition adopts a time-limited elimination system, with a total of 348 contestants in the first round, and a one-on-one competition will be drawn by lot, and the opponent will be defeated within 3 minutes, otherwise both will be eliminated"

"Game on!"

When Tan Zheng's words fell, Jun Shaoyan said loudly: "Hurry up and fight"

"Wow, little brother, are you participating?" no, no, I'm going to broadcast it later," Lu Yumeng said excitedly.

The information that has never been able to get it out is so easy to get!

Combined with the previous information, the third year of high school, the second stage of martial arts, and the Yunchuan Youth Martial Arts Competition!

Although there are many proud sons in this year's martial arts competition, but if it is evenly distributed to each province, there are only one or two at most, so if you can't find out Jun Shaoyan, then she is a fool.

“......”

Jun Shao was speechless.

Yes, the identity is about to be revealed.

"Hehehehe, little brother, are you panicking~" Lu Yumeng asked with a smile.

"What's there to panic about...... Jun Shaoyan replied, and with a shot knocked out the opposite highland tower, he launched an attack by the way, and followed the small soldiers forward, frantically dotting the crystal.

【Win the game, settle the reward】

[Overall Score: A+]

[Spirit Reward: 20] [Base Reward: XP +2]

[Attribute Bonus: Agility +3] [Passive Bonus: Sniper Marksmanship +2] [Skill Bonus: Tempest's Breath (Mark)]

"Little brother~ Tell me what number you are, okay, "The grinding goblin has started again."

"No. 51," Jun Shaoyan said helplessly.

"Okay, I'll go to the broadcast right away," Lu Yumeng said.

Harm...... Jun Shaoyan withdrew from the game and set his eyes on the competition platform.

The square arena looks very large, 225 square meters, about the size of half a basketball court, but this is not a big thing for a warrior, because the explosion is only a momentary thing.

At this time, the two players on the stage who were evenly matched fought very fiercely, you slashed with a sword, I slashed with a knife, looking very fancy, but in fact, rookies pecked each other.

It wasn't until the end of the time that the two stopped tempting and let go of their hands and feet to fight.

In the end, the sword-wielding party was stabbed in the heart by a sword-wielding sword, triggering the spiritual power barrier and being judged a failure.

In this case, if the sword-wielding side continues to attack...... It's a deathmatch!

Ten minutes longer, life or death!

"In the second game, No. 39 vs. No. 12," the referee shouted.

Immediately after that, the two players came to the stage, one thin and one strong, judging from their figures.

As a result, as soon as the two came on stage, they still fought with ink.

Jun Shaoyan was bored to watch, and he didn't know when he would come, after all, the lottery was about luck.

If you're unlucky, it's your turn in the last few games, and it's probably afternoon.

didn't watch a few scenes, Jun Shaoyan yawned.

Forget it, play the game to refresh yourself.

I took out the phone and opened it, and plugged in the power bank by the way.

Ten minutes passed, and when he was about to push the high ground with his teammates, the referee shouted No. 51.

"Gan!"

Jun Shaoyan scolded in a low voice, and hurriedly stood up and walked towards the competition platform.

At the same time, he controlled Baili Shouyu with one hand and walked into the grass.

After arriving in the audience, Jun Shaoyan took the time to take a look at his opponent.

With a horse's face, he looks old, carries an iron rod on his shoulder, has a pretending majestic posture, and throws a provocative look at Jun Shaoyan.

"Uncle Wei, help me play first" Jun Shaoyan handed the mobile phone to Wei Jing, who rushed from the audience.

"It's... Young Master" Wei Jing took the phone and his eyes fell on the screen.

Who am I? Where am I? Isn't there a character in this game?

Hiss...... Am I already obsolete from the times?

"This is a spiritual power barrier, if you don't admit defeat after being broken, it will be regarded as a death match, whether you live or die, do you understand?" the referee asked.

Jun Shaoyan touched his eyebrows, although he couldn't see it, but through the observation just now, a light blue mark would appear on the center of everyone's eyebrows after they came on stage.

This is also known as the Spirit Barrier, and when a player takes fatal damage, the Mark triggers, creating a Spirit Barrier that negates the damage.

"Understood, let's start," Jun Shaoyan said.

After the horse-faced man's side was also confirmed, the referee announced the start of the game.

"I'm sorry," Jun Shaoyan said, stepping out and rushing forward!

"Ling'er, kill him!" said in his heart.

The first show in life is naturally to win cleanly.

Will enter the wine! Sword Qi Slash!

Before the horse-faced man could react, he let Jun Shaoyan hit, even if there was a spiritual power barrier, he still couldn't offset the residual power of the sword qi, and the whole person flew out upside down.

The audience was in an uproar.

Warrior!

"Promise" Jun Shaoyan hugged his fists, put away his sword and stepped down, took the mobile phone in Wei Jing's hand, and his face changed suddenly.

Teammates are dead!There are still two people left on the opposite side pushing in a frenzy!

After taking a look at the crumbling second tower, Jun Shaoyan hurriedly returned to the city.

This scene completely fell into the director's lens.

............

On the other side, Lu Yumeng, who was broadcasting the Yunchuan Youth Martial Arts Competition, saw Jun Shaoyan appear because of the delay.

The moment when the close-up fell on Jun Shaoyan's face.

"My mother, what kind of fairy face is this!" Lu Yumeng covered her chest, trying to slow down her heartbeat.

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded.

戀: Mom, I'm in love!

ME: Little question mark, do you have a lot of slots?

Half of her: @狗女人, Qiuqiu helped me tell my little brother who has no drama: Promise me, don't cheap any girl, can you be lonely and old up?

Confusing: What are you doing with screenshots, stunned!

Not only are there more barrages, but there are also more gifts.

Lu Yumeng snorted coldly: "A group of dog thieves, draw a knife!

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Today's second more is sent ~

The third is delivered in the evening~

I can't stay up a little after a night's sleep, let's go sleep first~