Although the investigation of the murderer has not yet been found, in the practice of the candidates day after day, the day of the final has finally arrived.

On this day, the passage to the front of the stadium was extremely crowded. The crowd was crowded and eagerly awaited, and everyone's eyes flashed with excitement and anticipation.

Walking through the long red carpet, the first to enter are the ten contestants. As they appeared, the crowd boiled, and the screams, and the clicks of countless flashing lights joined into a sea of enthusiasm. The grand scene, even the large-scale press conferences of those international consortia, is far behind.

So far, a series of assessments of Tiangongmen will be broadcast live around the world. Among them, several of the outstanding players have become household names and have attracted a large number of supporters.

For the sake of their favorite players, these young men and women spontaneously formed a support club, crazy for them, and cheered for them.

Among them, the most popular ones are naturally the top 10 finalists. News about them is updated in real time in the newspaper every day. The gambling game around the final ranking is also the hottest event in various places. How many people are willing to spend a lot of money to make a precious bet for their idol!

Walking at the front of the line was Mo Gucheng, with a straight back, his head and neck raised, his eyes not squinting, and his long hair fluttering vigorously behind his back. The whole body exudes his usual arrogant aura. The place he walked was a long distance away from the players behind him, which also symbolized his "unsurpassed" domineering.

The long-awaited reporters' eyes lit up, and they rushed up in a swarm, and the microphone scrambled to be handed to him, and asked in a gossip:

"It's going to be the last ten-man battle soon, can you say a few words, young master of the lonely city?"

Mo Gucheng walked out of silence for a long time, and then glanced at them with a cold face, his tone was indifferent, but he spit out a sentence without doubt:

"I'm going to win this fight. ”

There weren't too many generous statements, just the simplest declaration of victory. But no one today would doubt the power hidden in this statement.

Because he said he would win, he would win.

This is Mo Gucheng, on the stage of the strong, he is incomparable!

Then came Yan Lilin. is different from the peerless arrogance of Mo Gucheng, in the face of reporters, what he shows is always a smile that makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"There are people outside of people, there are heavens outside of heaven, no matter what the final result is, as long as I know that I have tried, this is enough. ”

Full of losses, humble benefits, this is Yan Lilin. Although he never spoke boldly, his achievements have laid the foundation for his glory again and again. Exactly: "There are bandit gentlemen, if they cut and learn, if they grind, they should not be embarrassed." ”

Walking not far behind Yan Lilin was Feng Boliang, the eldest lady of the Nine Shadows Palace. Her look today is the same as when she made her debut in the pre-audition, wearing a punk outfit and her long hair is colorful, showing off her cool beauty. Perhaps this is the most suitable look for her, and it is also the time to show her personality to the fullest.

Facing the reporter, she smiled generously, and then casually raised her hand, and a large number of magic crystals rolled down on the carpet.

"Ten thousand magic crystals, bet on Mo to win in the lonely city. ”

10,000 magic crystals, that's a huge amount of money! The eyes of the onlookers were round, I am afraid that only the eldest lady of the Nine Shadows Hall has such courage!

On the eve of the final, her performance turned out to be "spending a lot of money on the opponent to win", which really seems to be a bit of a "retreat before fighting". But those who are familiar with her know very well that she is such a girl who plays life all the time, everything is like a game for her, she will work hard, but she will never be sad and sad about the result of the game.

Enjoy the joy of victory, not the sorrow of failure. This kind of realm is something that very few people can achieve.

Now she is betting heavily on Mo Gucheng to win, but it doesn't mean that she will deliberately release water in the game. In this way, if you win, it will be a joy of fame and fortune, and if Mo Gucheng wins, it will be a bet on the joy of victory. Regardless, she's always the one who's going to win in the end.

Mo Gucheng, who was walking in the forefront, also noticed the noise in the rear. At this time, he only slanted his gaze slightly, glanced at the magic crystals rolling down all over the ground, and there was no other response.

Yan Lilin still smiled decently, not worried about Feng Boliang's bet on his family. With long sleeves fluttering, he was like a fairy, and calmly walked to the battlefield that belonged to him.

After the sensation caused by these three people, the seven people who walked behind did not have such large-scale attention.

The reporters dispersed and interviewed the people they thought were the topic. Of course, the treatment they receive is also different.

Feng Qiwu held the hourglass in one hand, his expression gloomy and indifferent. In the face of the reporter's questioning, he did not look at any of them and did not answer a word. Like the hourglass in his hand, it is more worthy of attention than this game.

Such a character would have been avoided by people. But there are no wonders in the world, and there are indeed a considerable number of girls who just like him as a "gloomy style". Under his leadership, the hourglass, which was originally unattended, suddenly became a hot commodity.

Mu Hansha and Yan Yueque, these two people are like natural actors, and their smiles are more beautiful than the other. When interviewed, he was also polite and his words were not leaky. However, what makes the reporter a little embarrassed is that they seem to be very-for-tat, answering questions, always deliberately trying to cover each other's heads, or secretly make up for each other.

The number of supporters of these two people happens to be almost the same. How to write this interview skillfully so that it pleases one family without offending the other, it seems that these reporters need to think about it.

Huangfu Li and Gu Mingxu have a "polite and detached" attitude. Offstage, Shen Antong and Meng Chan's eyes were following them, arguing sweetly and passionately, who was more handsome between these two.

Meng Xishan still raised his arms and cheered as always. Among the top ten contestants, he had the least supporters, and most of them were voted for by his fellow disciples of the Hundred Beast Sect. After all, young girls still prefer handsome guys with beautiful shapes, and his rugged appearance, dressed like a savage, is already a minus of countless points in the first place.

But despite this, he is still enjoying himself, as if this stage is still that deserted mountain. As soon as he shouted, there would be endless echoes from everywhere, as if he were the master of the valley.

Ye Shuo walked last. In his heart, there are still some hurdles that he can't get over to "get through the promotion". However, in these seven days of assault, he finally succeeded in breaking through to the fourth stage of the Qi Transformation. The people who once looked down on him, he was going to surprise them!

For those reporters, he didn't have much to deal with. But as soon as he thought that maybe Lingsha was also watching the broadcast of the scene now, he tried to hold up a big smile and answered the basket of questions without refusal.

It's just that compared with other players, there are indeed significantly fewer reporters around him. There are several more, not for the heat of the topic on him, but simply because of his "affinity", which can fill the blank pages that appear because they can't squeeze into the most popular interview groups.

In this way, in the midst of the noise, the top ten players finally entered. Next, the candidates who had lost in the early stage also followed. Due to the large number of people, they could no longer "walk the catwalk" like the previous ten people, and could only follow the large group into the arena.

On the way, there will also be several popular candidates who will be caught for interviews. Rong Xiao needless to say, when he was in the Heavenly Saint Academy, he was already a man of the hour, and he already held several "support teams" in his hands. Now there is a scandal with Feng Boliang, although the matter is mixed, but it can't hide his rapid rise in popularity.

In addition, those first-class beauties among the candidates are also the focus of reporters. Although the boys who like them outside are not necessarily rich, they are willing to spend money!

In addition, there are also people who like Shen Antong's playfulness, Sikong Sheng's perverseness, and even the ruthlessness of the Shura brothers, and some people are fascinated by everything. It can only be said that the tastes of the masses are strange, and as long as there are people of this type, there will also be corresponding supporters. And reporters can't control so much, for them, there are hot characters, and there will be traffic when the report is out!

After some dire circumstances, the reporters finally dispersed reluctantly. A group of candidates form a team in front of the ring, and the examiner announces the final final rules.

"The final format is a one-on-one individual battle. Each player is drawn by lot to determine the order of play. ”

"The player who draws No. 1 will play against players No. 2-10 respectively, and a total of 9 matches will be played, one game a day. ”

"After all 9 fights, No. 2 will play against No. 3-10, No. 3 will play against No. 4-10, and so on. ”

In other words, everyone has to play at least 9 games, and each game will accumulate points, and finally the final top 10 will be produced according to the level of points.

Now, please come up and draw lots. ”

Holding only one race a day may sound like a small amount at first glance, but it's not surprising when you think about it. After all, this is the final final, and those who can participate are all first-class masters, and their battles are definitely not so easy to distinguish the winner or loser. Even if it lasts for a few days and nights, it's a common thing. At that time, in order to control the time, most of the time in this arena will be arranged with a time acceleration space.

And for the players in the challenge position, if they finish one game with all their strength and immediately enter the next one, it is equivalent to a wheel battle, which is very unfair to them compared to the rest of the players. Therefore, after each match, the players are given a certain amount of rest time so that they can regain sufficient energy.

In the form of the lottery, there is still a big red lottery box in front of it, which contains cotton balls from 1 to 10, and each candidate draws cotton balls separately and is assigned to the corresponding number. This form inevitably reminded Ye Shuo of the one that completely changed the fate of him and the Xuantian Sect...... Seven major sect competitions.

What a bad memory...... Even when he put his hand into the box, there were two dark clouds floating in Ye Shuo's eyes. Hope...... Don't let anything bad happen this time.

However, even if there is any change, he is the only one here now, and he is responsible for doing things alone! Thinking like this, Ye Shuo also turned his heart sideways, clenched the cotton ball in his hand, and pulled out his arm at the same time.

On the surface of the cotton ball, a big "1" is written.

Ye Shuo really couldn't tell if he was lucky or unlucky. Although No. 1 is a continuous challenger, and the next nine days are all his games, just like a "personal show", it will inevitably attract attention, but the problem is that even if there is a break in the middle, No. 1 is still the hardest one. Unlike the others in the back, just wait for someone to challenge you every time you go through the round.

Other people's lottery process, Ye Shuo was also secretly observing. Mo Gucheng's arrogant and senseless attitude reminded him of the Mo Liang City of the Burning Sky Sect at the beginning. Both of them have a kind of full self-confidence, no matter who their opponent is, it will be their opponent's nightmare, not their own!

What a brother...... Ye Shuo secretly clenched his fist. You won't be able to get complacent for long, though......

Soon, all the lottery results came out. In order of number, they are as follows.

No. 1 Ye Shuo. No. 2 Fengqiwu. No. 3 phoenix is thin and cool. No. 4 Yan Yue is missing. No. 5 Huangfu left. No. 6 Gu Mingxu. No. 7 Mengxi Mountain. No. 8 Muhansha. No. 9 Yan Lilin. No. 10 Ink Lonely City.

Yan Lilin and Mo Gucheng, the pair of the most talked-about would-be champions, were drawn on the 9th and 10th respectively! In other words, their competition will not be played until the last day!

As if fate was destined, the battle between these two became the final finale. Needless to say, this distant one is definitely the most anticipated one in the whole final!

"Do you have any questions?" the examiner looked at the players with cotton balls in their hands, "If not, the first game will be played next......

Feng Qiwu's always lowered gaze slowly lifted. This first battle is No. 1 and No. 2, and it is also a match between him and Ye Shuo. Although he didn't think that Ye Shuo would pose any threat to him, this was his first game, and who didn't want to win happily and get off to a good start?

"Examiner!"

However, just as he was secretly adjusting his breathing and was fully prepared, a clear voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Ye Shuo raised his arms high and walked to the front of the team.

"Excuse me, are there any restrictions on the order of challenges?"

The examiner was stunned and replied, "There are no strict restrictions, you mean?"

Ye Shuo smiled with satisfaction. Then, around him, a layer of majestic battle intent suddenly rose, its fierceness was like fire, and its momentum was like a tsunami of mountains, rivers, and rivers!

"Well, I'm going to be the first to challenge him. ”

His fingers lifted, swept all the way through the crowd, and finally landed on the person at the end of the group without hesitation.

"Ink Lonely City!"

(End of chapter)