"Instructor Wang has always come and gone without a trace, and it is normal for him to disappear suddenly. ”

Ye Li joked, although it was the first time he had seen Wang Tu, he might have collected more information about Wang Tu than Su Baozong, and he had long heard of Wang Tu's sudden disappearance.

"I'd better go find an adult. A trace of cold sweat broke out on Miao Ya'er's forehead, as far as she knew, it was almost inevitable that something big would happen if Wang Tu disappeared like this.

As she said silently, dozens of untraceable Gu worms scattered and ran towards the entire venue.

This is Miao Ya'er's reconnaissance Gu worm, this kind of Gu worm was used to find Wang Yanran at that time, the volume is half smaller than a grain of rice, and almost no one notices the countless martial artists passing by, but there are still a few people frowning slightly.

"William, where did this little bug come from, it seems to be driven by witchcraft. ”

In the viewing seat of a competition area, a young man with blue eyes and a slight chill all over his body casually spewed out a cold breath from the palm of his hand, and immediately spread a layer of ice-blue carpet on a small area next to the seat, in which a Gu worm with its head poked out was frozen into an ice sculpture.

"It's just witchcraft, it's not worth mentioning. The young man named William said disdainfully.

All the Gu insects were connected to Miao Ya'er, and this cold air hit her, which directly made Miao Ya'er shiver with cold, she subconsciously glanced at Lu Qingshan, this cold air was not weaker than the one that Lu Qingshan had emitted when he was preparing before.

This year's martial arts war seems to be a vicious battle. ’

Miao Ya'er shook her head, no matter what she did, she focused on finding the Wang Disciple, and in less than five minutes, she easily found the Wang Disciple.

"Miao Ya'er, don't you want to look at it?" Ye Li glanced at Miao Ya'er who got up.

"I'll go find the adults first, or I'm afraid something will happen. Miao Ya'er smiled awkwardly, and Ye Li also nodded violently to show understanding.

……

Division A7, plain field.

Miao Ya'er gasped, rushed to the viewing seat, and pinched the position of the Gu worm a little, and then found the king disciple who was watching the game.

With Miao Yaer's understanding of Wang Tu, she should disdain to watch these games, after all, with Wang Tu's strength, any team, even if it is the home team of some powerful countries, may be crushed by Wang Tu.

But now Wang Tu didn't even watch the Huaguo Youth Academy's own game, but came over to watch the game here, which made Miao Yaer a little surprised.

"My lord, this is the match between the French home team and the Eswatini home team, according to the information given by General Su Baozong, the French team is the top 16 of the previous year, and the Eswatini team has not even entered the top 32, which is not a threat to the Huaguo team in the top four, right?"

Although Miao Ya'er has not seen the outside world for too long, she knows a lot about martial arts and national warfare.

"Look closely. Wang Tu did not refute Miao Ya'er, but pointed out.

Miao Ya'er looked along and saw a man dressed in aristocratic costumes and elegant manners waving his hands, like a noble opera conductor.

This is obviously a member of the French team, and the rest of the four players in the French team are very laid-back, Miao Yaer must have been the only one to be sent by the French home team if it were not for the fact that all the players needed to be present for the game.

On the other hand, the Eswatini home team, the men on the battlefield are out of breath and obviously overwhelmed, but there are only two people left in the team area.

"Hey, how can this be, shouldn't there be four people sitting there?"

As soon as Miao Yaer finished sighing, she saw that the people on the field of the Eswatini home team suddenly spewed out a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, and the referee announced that the French team won the third game after making a decision.

The medical team came on the field and pulled the Eswatini home team players down without hesitation.

"Something is wrong, how did this win?"

Miao Ya'er frowned.

Wang Tu breathed a sigh of relief, slowly stood up, and prepared to leave, and Miao Ya'er hurriedly followed.

"The French home team stopped in the round of 16 last year purely because they met the American home team in the draw, otherwise they might have a place in the last four. The king turned his back.

"Huh, their strength is so terrifying?" Miao Ya'er said in slight surprise.

"Our youth team should have almost finished playing and are ready to draw the second draw. Wang Tu continued.

Miao Ya'er's face was full of doubts, and she couldn't figure out where the Wang disciple came from.

"South Korea's martial arts are at the bottom of Asia itself, and this year's our youth team is very comprehensive, especially with Cheng Yu from Hong Kong Island sitting in the back, which is stronger than the home teams of some countries. ”

Wang Tu did not praise He Wenhui of the Vajra Sect, nor did he mention Zeng Min of the Overlord Sect under his Wang League, but instead talked about the fifteen-year-old child who sat at the bottom of the seat and was younger than Miao Ya'er.

can be named by Wang Tu, if Cheng Yu hears it, it is estimated that he will be so excited that he is delirious.

"Is there anything special about that Cheng Yu?" Miao Yaer said curiously, she is personally more optimistic about Zeng Min for the youth team, and her fist strength is very strong.

"Cheng Yu is not proficient in spell attacks, but he has a strong control over the scene, he can calculate Qimen gossip, tell his teammates where is the strongest feng shui level, and then force the opponent into the position with the worst momentum, and defeat him in one fell swoop. ”

As soon as Wang Tu said this, Miao Ya'er immediately remembered, before she left the court, Zeng Min's position was very special, and then she knocked down an opponent whose strength was not much different from him in two or three strokes, and it seemed that Cheng Yu was pointing behind her back.

The result of this game was 5-0, Zeng Min and He Wenhui won two games each, and Hao Long defeated the captain of the Korean youth team in the fifth game. ”

The king disciple didn't use his divine sense to observe, and directly calculated the ending, and after Miao Ya'er listened, there was only a burst of admiration in her eyes, and she only felt more awe of the unfathomable Wang disciple.

……

As Wang Tu said, when the two returned to the exclusive rest area of the Chinese national team, the youth team had finished the game and sat together to chat about the situation.

"The next draw is Monaco's home team, although it is the home team, but last year they were screened out by the Vatican's home team in the first round, and the strength is not strong. Su Baozong stood aside and analyzed.

"It doesn't matter what team he is, I'll definitely knock them down with my fists!" Zeng Min laughed.

"Monaco is deep in Western Europe, the terrain is in the shadows, and it has been pressed by France, and the development of martial arts is weak, so it is naturally not a threat. Cheng Yu touched his fingers a few times, and said in an old-fashioned manner on the side, completely lacking the character that a fifteen-year-old boy should have.

"Then the next game is still the previous arrangement, Zeng Min took the lead, played with momentum, and then replaced He Wenhui to maintain the situation, ending with Hao Long. Su Baozong arranged.

All five members of the academy team nodded in response.

This arrangement is very reasonable, after all, this play-in tournament is a protracted battle, especially for a starting team like Huaguo Academy, the frequency of the game is definitely much more.

Even if Zeng Min can play five, the physical exertion will affect the next game, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"Hey, won't you let Wu Shi appear?" Miao Ya'er asked.

She looked to the side, Wu Shi seemed to be having difficulty breathing, like an addict, half-lying on the table, looking like he only had half a life left.

Ye Li waved his hand on the side: "Wu Shi is the finale trump card of the youth team, unless you meet a strong team, otherwise you will not throw it out so quickly, after all, other teams in our game are also watching." ”

Miao Ya'er nodded.

The first day of the tournament is seven hours long, and the format is divided into one hour, and the teams that finish the battle in each hour will be divided into a batch after a break to start the second match.

After watching the first game, Lu Qingshan went back to his room to rest, with a disdain on his face to watch these low-end games.

And Zhang Fan left the arena directly and went to the rest area to see what was delicious, and after the Heavenly Master Dao incident, Zhang Fan turned back into the extremely lazy Heavenly Master Dao senior brother.

Ye Li chose to watch the games of other threatening teams, anyway, in his opinion, his own youth team was sure to win.

Only Miao Yaer obediently went to watch the game of her own youth team.

As for the kings, they sat in the lottery area, watching the teams that came to draw lots one after another.

Under the faces of passers-by, he didn't recognize Wang Tu at all, until a blond-haired young man led a group of people in.

"William, aren't you worried about our strength, you go and rest first. A playful-looking girl smiled at the blonde youth.

But her smile immediately stopped, and even the entire team of five people stopped frolicking and looked at the blonde youth.

This blonde young man is the William in everyone's mouth, his eyes became solemn from the beginning of his entry, everyone looked along William's eyes, and saw Wang Tu sitting leisurely on the side, clearly a guy who didn't care about anything.

"This is a Chinese person, right? Mo is not from the Chinese youth team, there is nothing to pay attention to, if we draw it, we will definitely beat them. A stout young man next to William said disdainfully.

But William's face could not be relaxed, and he stared at the king disciple tightly, as if he had seen a great enemy.

But seeing Wang Tu sweeping towards them, he slowly raised his middle finger, and said with a smile:

"Garbage. ”()

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