Following.

Several platforms in the venue gathered together to form a larger martial platform.

This is a professional ring for the finals, not only has it been transformed, but dozens of formation masters have reinforced it with the formation, and it is stronger than before in terms of height, width and thickness.

Rubbing the face of the Monarch Sect Master on it vigorously, and grinding off several layers of skin for him, it may not hurt a stone slab.

"It's magnificent!"

The audience who entered the arena one after another, looking at the tall competition platform, also realized that today's final battle must be very exciting!

"I invite the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect and the Proud World Holy Sect to enter!"

Lord Han's heavy voice resounded throughout the venue, transmitted through the light curtain to the entire continent.

The video formation gives the camera, and the strong man can be seen standing on the VIP viewing platform, with one hand pressed on Jun Changxiao's shoulder.

Since the city lord Han was personally in charge of supervising, that guy hadn't brushed his face from the formation again.

"Tsk. ”

Someone said: "The martial saint keeps an eye on it, and the treatment is very high." ”

"It's too frustrating to advertise!"

"It's the first time I've seen such a shameless sect master!"

After a few days of fighting, many people remembered the awesome disciple of the fifth-rate sect, and also remembered the shameless sect master.

"Brush!"

At this moment, Jun Changxiao spread his arms, and a banner was torn out of thin air.

It can be clearly seen from the camera that there is a line of words written on it, which reads - join my sect and fly your dreams together!

After going back yesterday, he pondered for a long time, and finally thought of this trick!

The camera just gave Han Cheng Lord a close-up shot, so the Monarch Sect Master pulled out a propaganda banner, and a line of big characters instantly stole the limelight!

“......”

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

This is really frustrating and crazy!

The expression on Han City Lord's face also became wonderful, and he hurriedly transmitted the sound to the array mage to turn the camera away.

It's worth it.

At least for a few seconds.

This is to be on some large-scale galas or variety shows on the earth, in just a few seconds, the advertising fee is expensive!

The Han City Lord collapsed and said, "I can't prevent it!"

stopped the guy from flying up and brushing his face, but it didn't stop him from continuing to advertise by pulling banners!

That's it, that's it.

Today is the last one, so bear with me.

The city lord of Han forcibly retracted the urge to press Jun Changxiao to the floor and rub it.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

At this moment, the twenty-five disciples representing the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect came up one by one.

However, the expression on the face of the Han City Lord was wonderful again!

In front of the bright costumes worn by this group of disciples, it is all written-Ten Thousand Ancient Sects, you have no choice.

You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder!

If you don't give the camera of this seat, then you will advertise all the disciples' school uniforms, and if you don't believe it, you won't give them the footage of the battle!

"I can't stand it!"

When many viewers saw the slogans on the clothes of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, they were about to go crazy!

The corners of Han Cheng's mouth twitched violently.

How to break this trick?

Do you want them to go back to the waiting room and change it again?

However, the disciples of the Proud World Saint Sect had already entered, so it was naturally too late!

The Han City Lord could only continue to contact the array mages, telling them to wait for the disciples of both sides to take the stage, and then give the disciples of the Wangu Sect the back, and try to take as far as possible during the battle.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

It didn't take long for the disciples of the Proud World Holy Sect led by Ao Wushuang to stand on the high platform.

The lens of the projection formation is also shifted from the front to the back.

"it!"

Han City Lord couldn't help but burst into rudeness.

The twenty-five disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect turned their backs to the camera, wrote a word on each of their clothes, and combined them to - my Ten Thousand Ancient Sect inherits the ancients, in line with the principle of benefiting all living beings, and sincerely recruits heroes from all over the world!

Count two commas, an exclamation point, exactly twenty-five words!

And the font is very large, taking up the entire back, and directly occupying the light curtain when the lens gives a close-up of the back.

There are before and after, just ask you how to break!

At that moment, the Han City Lord almost couldn't help but turn off the reflection formation.

However, all the states and counties have paid and are eligible to get the picture, and they have to turn off it in the finals, and they can't fry the pot!

"City Lord Han. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said in a low voice: "Next time, if there is a dragon and tiger competition, you can bid openly, there will definitely be people who are willing to spend a lot of money to buy advertising space in my way, and the organizer will definitely make a lot of money at that time." ”

“......”

Although the Han City Lord was very devastated, he felt that it made some sense when he thought about it.

So, in the nether world, he continued to apply for the Dragon and Tiger Battle, and adopted the advice given by Jun Changxiao, and since then the Dragon and Tiger Fight has embarked on the road of no return to fight with advertisements and broadcast advertisements during the day and overnight.

until it developed to the point of madness, and was ridiculed by later generations as a dragon and tiger battle in advertising.

In a world where the concept of wide advertising is not too strong, Jun Changxiao thinks of other earthlings, and he is crazy about the scourge.

The most typical is clothing.

As the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect shine in the Dragon and Tiger Battle, it is bound to set off a new round of reform storm.

When the time comes, everyone will wear Tang costumes and cheongsam, and it will be normal to say casually that Lao Tie has no problems!

......

Compare the table.

The two sect disciples were facing each other, and the atmosphere instantly became solemn.

This kind of atmosphere comes from just one person.

That's right.

It is he who he is, our Fia Ox!

She always stared at Ao Wushuang, and in her emotionless eyes, she seemed to be looking at a dead man who had been cold for many days.

"Senior brother. ”

Li Qingyang said: "This is the last battle, you must restrain your emotions, and don't make trouble, otherwise it will be difficult for the sect master." ”

The senior sister is cold and silent, and at this time he is the only one who can reconcile with it, after all, he has a hidden ID on his head as a 'housekeeper'.

Night Star said: "I only want him half a life." ”

“......”

The corners of Li Qingyang's mouth twitched slightly.

"Huh. ”

At this moment, Ao Wushuang said lightly: "You can actually break into the finals, take back the previous words, you are a little better than other garbage." ”

"Of course. ”

He grinned and said, "Don't be in a hurry to be happy, because no matter how good you are, it's still garbage." ”

"Click!"

Su Xiaomo, Li Fei and the others clenched their fists, their eyes flashing with anger.

Li Qingyang, who has always had a good temper, heard what Ao Wushuang said, and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, then half a life!"

"Proud Young Sect Master is really crazy. ”

"The unique heart method of the Proud World Holy Sect is the Proud Heavenly Method, and the higher the level of comprehension, the more arrogant the personality. ”

"How did this kind of sect develop?"

"I heard that there is another mental method that complements each other to offset arrogance, but this arrogant young sect master has not cultivated, so he has always been arrogant. ”

"No wonder, no wonder. ”

Everyone talked quietly, and they also understood why Ao Wushuang was so arrogant.

"Boy. ”

Jun Changxiao leaned back in his chair, his arm rested on his lap, and his chin rested on the back of his palm: "You are using your life to explore the depths of hell again and again. ”

It's not that he hasn't seen an arrogant disciple, but it's the first time he's seen this kind of guy who is arrogant to the sky.

As a little King Kong in the world of death, he is a little willing to bow down.

"Will the two sides fight alone, or will they fight in a big fight?"

The referee walked up, but always remained absolutely vigilant, as the ring was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"Alone. ”

Ao Wushuang and Night Star said in unison.

The referee hurriedly announced: "Dragon and Tiger compete in the final, the representatives of both sides choose to fight alone!"

"Here we go!"

The audience held their breath.

The referee looked at the disciples on both sides and said, "Which of you will fight first." ”

Ao Wushuang took a step forward and said lightly: "To deal with this kind of excellent garbage, it is natural that the young sect master will fight alone and send them all back to the garbage heap." ”

Nightstar walked up.

The more he is about to abuse a dead man, the more calm he will be.

"Senior Brother Night!"

Su Xiaomo and the others said: "This guy will be handed over to you, you must abuse half of your life!"

(End of chapter)