Chapter 32: Survive to the End
An old-faced invigilator, standing under the high platform in front of the contestants, calmly looked down, and discussed a few times in a whisper with the two deputy examiners beside him, and then shook his white and unstained sleeves, and shouted majestically: "The game starts now"
The old man's voice was pale and low, not loud and not the slightest strength, but it sounded random and light, and it did reveal a self-authoritative intensity, and the sound waves were extremely shocking and floating in the air, and they were transmitted in the ears of each player with precision. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info ε― * δΉ * θ¨ * ζ * first * hair can * music * words * love * first * hair [big / book / bag / small / say / net .dshubo]
As soon as the order was issued, more than 100 industry elites under the high platform immediately shook their faces, picked up the medicine bottle in their hands with full excitement, and unveiled the mouth of the first bottle at almost the same time......
There was a roar falling from the sky at this time, and a dazzling light shone around the arena, and the stars were exposed in the full sun.
The cheers of countless spectators jumped up with great joy, casting a shining light of awe at those who were suspended in mid-air.
At the back of these thrones in the sky, each has a long pole connected to it like a bamboo movement, which can control these seats like human hands, waving them freely and flexibly in the air, VIP and noble spectators sit on them, and then look up at ordinary people.
The royal families of various countries, the big names of the major transcendent forces, and the twisters in the realm of still martial arts and warriors are the true identities of the characters on these aerial thrones......
The giant clock on the field rotated every minute and every second, making a ticking sound that shook everyone's heartstrings, and most of the players on the field were nervous, with tight eyebrows and eyes, as if this question was not as simple as it seemed on the surface for these people.
But there are a few contestants, who are still plain and relaxed on the surface, and it is obvious that the fat man and the little princess are also expected of this exam question. The performance was neat and painful, and after answering the satisfactory answer that he really knew, he resolutely pressed the red button next to him.
Ten bottles of medicinal powder, with the ingredients from easy to difficult, and with the level of a fourth-order magician, he can only guess seven ingredients, which is already a very remarkable thing.
Fuchsia still frowned and whirled in thought. Sniffing the smell inside, the fat man over there. walked to his side, let out a hehey laugh, and then whispered: "The head is big, this can't be fake, if it doesn't work, forget it, if not, it's useless to wait until death, it's not like fighting, you can still persevere." β
The fat man said proudly and was about to walk away, but his fat eyes moved slightly, and his body and mind suddenly stiffened. The ordinary-looking guy actually put the fourth bottle of medicine in his hand on the table and covered it, but soon he comforted himself again, and muttered in his heart: "With this guy's strength, how can he come up with so many answers, they must all be wrong, so he is just making a mistake." β
"Let's go. Fat brother, don't look at him, I think I can only be at the bottom" The little princess walked to the fat man's side and said gloomily, her words full of underestimation.
Listening to the words of the two of them, there was indeed no change in Zihong's expression. It was still so cold and quiet, and the whole body was still focused on the close work of searching for the smell of the next bottle of medicine in front of the table, as if everything was not there as if it were light as air.
Seeing that this guy was so serious and not harsh, the little princess sighed slightly, "It's a pity, he has such a strong courage and is so serious about things." But how can there be the best of both worlds in the world, the courage and magic must not be stronger, otherwise it will lose the level. β
"But there are all kinds of things. The fat man suddenly remembered someone at this time, and said with emotion, looking at Wan Zhaoming so seriously as the strength of the iron rod grinding needle, he couldn't help but remember that he and the guy named Zihong had some strength, no matter what difficult things were, he would never give up lightly.
The alarm sounded one after another, and the more than a hundred magicians on the field, there were very few left, Zihong was one of these very few purposes, and these people were all those at the bottom of the strength level without exception, except for the players of the Ten Thousand Calling Empire, the rest of the people were people from those small countries who were unknown.
"Alas, letting this guy play, it's just a complete disgrace to the big country" Sitting in the shaded player service area, drinking iced tea, the fat man sighed speechlessly to the little princess beside him.
Jiaoli's expression was calm, she looked at the sweaty young man outside the arena, she couldn't tell what it felt, she always felt that there was a strange smell on that guy's body, and said to herself: "I don't know what those uncles mean, why did they send him out....... You just said the genius Wan Zihong, could it be that guy, or"
"Are you talking to me" As soon as he heard the name of that guy, the unswallowed tea in the fat man's mouth sprayed wet his clothes, and he glanced at the little beauty beside him with wide eyes and curiosity, and said: "Your Royal Highness Princess, you won't be joking, he won the championship of the Battle Soul Competition, and he is not qualified to come here to compete at all, and besides, that guy is turned into ashes, and he can't escape to my eyes, where is he possible"
Shaking her head, the little princess said in a low voice: "I'm just talking, without him, I'm afraid it's really unpredictable this time, and the players sent by the other two empires are obviously stronger than us."
The fat man's expression was slightly abrupt, he wanted to say something, glanced at the fiery sun, covered his eyes, and just shook his head, if he really wanted him to play, I don't expect to be in the top three, you are Her Royal Highness the princess, this place doesn't matter to you, but it really means a lot to me
Time was passing rapidly minute by minute, the pointer was about to reach the scale of the final end, and it was approaching, and the last few people on the field were also complaining about something one by one, giving up the last insistence, and leaving the field with some inadequacy.
Hei Yan, who was sitting in the service area, looked at the young man who insisted under the scorching sun with his eyes, and let out a mocking voice slightly, "You guy, I said it a long time ago, it's okay to fight, but you don't count as a bird in the arts." β
"Master, is that guy the one who dared to offend you before?" the girl in a red robe sat beside him, looked at the last person left in the arena, and asked in a low voice.
"Hmph, I did it on purpose, to crush everything they have in the ring. For her concern, Heiyan really felt that his body and mind were hit, and he dared to hurriedly reply, in order to hide some facts. To be continued. **
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