The white-haired old man Tian Qingchen's mouth opened slightly, and his throat rolled a few times, but he didn't say anything more in the end. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Land of Rain viewing war zone.

Qi Wenwei's eyes were full of tears, he was so grateful now that he had sent a thousand-year-old fire lingzhi, otherwise, Shao Zibo would not have recommended his son to enter the elite academy for further study.

Zhang Panpan hugged Brother Ha tightly, a little uneasy and panicked, the reason why the examiner Shao Zibo refused to break the army was too far-fetched.

"This ......" Brother Ha blinked his eyes and said with some astonishment: "This is the aristocracy, when they use resources to their heart's content and trample on the rules, they are picky about those who want to join, and deliberately design the threshold." ”

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Drill area at this time.

"Uh~" Ying Pojun burped at an inopportune time, the intoxication in his eyes was fully revealed, and the smell of alcohol slowly spread all over his body.

At this time, Qi Yiming couldn't care less about the unpleasant smell of alcohol, his heart was mixed, he didn't win, but he got the opportunity to enter the elite academy to study, what an unexpected joy.

However, Qi Yiming didn't know, there was never any accident, but he didn't know the reason.

The reason why the elite academy is called the elite academy is because there are countless geniuses in it, and it doesn't matter if there is one more Ying Po army or one less Ying Po army, but if there is one more bald drunk, many nobles will look unhappy.

For the chief examiner Shao Zibo, coming to Guanghai City to select advanced students is a reluctant political task, who to choose is not to choose, as long as it looks pleasing to the eye, and Ying Pojun belongs to the one who does not look pleasing to the eye.

However, Ying Pojun, who was still in a state of intoxication, did not know this, and he shouted disapprerovingly: "The nobles have many privileges, and no one asks about violations of law and discipline, so why can't I shave my head and drink wine......

"Presumptuous!" The chief examiner Shao Zibo was furious, and instantly came to Ying Pojun's body, "snapped", slapped out, and directly flew Ying Pojun's fan to the ground.

"Poof" Ying Pojun spit out a mouthful of blood with teeth entrained, then raised his head blankly, puzzled: "I'm just talking about a fact......"

"Stubborn", Shao Zibo stretched out his palm to Ying Pojun, stretched out his five fingers, and then slowly held it.

In an instant, a huge spiritual flow restrained Ying Pojun and quickly compressed.

"Pap", "Pap", "Pap", ...... , The sound of bones breaking continued to come out, Ying Pojun opened his mouth and cried out in pain, but he couldn't make any sound at all, like a worm in the resin, silently and desperately walking into death.

Qi Yiming next to him was already paralyzed to the ground in fright, and his soul was so desperate that he couldn't say a word.

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"Woo woo woo", Song Xiaoqi from the rain country watching the war area choked in a low voice, but was tightly covered by the sisters next to her to prevent her from making too much noise.

"Goo", Brother Ha's eyes widened, the bald boy just said a truth that he didn't like when he was drunk, was he going to be killed by the nobles on the spot?

Qi Wenwei, who was sitting in the front row, couldn't bear it, he didn't expect this situation to happen, he just gave Ying Pojun intoxicating juice just so that his son could win, but he couldn't expect what a drunk person would say and do.

And the teachers and students who watched the war area in the country of Wu were even more distressed, they didn't dare to offend the examiner Shao Zibo for Ying Pojun, but they couldn't watch the tragic death of Ying Pojun.

Wu Zhiguo's leading teacher couldn't watch it anymore, and he was afraid that the students behind him would not be able to control it, so he had to leave with tears in his eyes and the students first.

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Soon, in the exercise area, Ying Pojun's bones were shattered, the meridians were all broken, the flesh and blood were blurred, and he was almost no longer human.

There were more and more spectators who took the initiative to leave in the Dao Arena, and Song Xiaoqi was directly frightened and fainted, and then was taken out of the test center by the candidates from the Land of Rain.

"Woo", Brother Ha shrank into Zhang Panpan's arms, anyone who saw such a bloody and violent scene would feel very uncomfortable.

A good living person, a genius with good natural abilities, just because he violated the taboo of the aristocracy, he directly faced cruel obliteration.

Brother Ha suddenly thought of his master Kong Tian, who was also a military boss with a deep background and outstanding cultivation, but because he opposed the powerful, he was targeted.

Brother Ha recalled the scene when he first met his master Kong Tian, who was reluctant to go back to prison no matter what, on the one hand, because he was humiliated, and on the other hand, he was not afraid of inexplicably dying in prison.

What Brother Ha doesn't know is that even if he is the supreme leader of a country, if his existence affects the interests of the powerful, he will be assassinated in many coincidences, such as the former chief Jiang Jinhe of the Water Country.

The magnates are so domineering, they only allow the state officials to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps, and the people are not allowed to talk about the state officials setting fires!

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At this time, more and more viewers chose to leave, and Zhang Panpan also hugged Brother Ha and left with everyone in the Land of Rain.

Brother Ha took one last look at the drill area, Ying Pojun was no longer moving, only his slightly open mouth showed that he was still breathing a little, desperately trying to find a glimmer of hope for life.

Soon, the entire audience area of the Daoist Arena was almost gone, and it was as empty as a dead land.

"Alas", the white-haired old man Tian Qingchen sighed deeply, and reluctantly persuaded: "Chief examiner, forget it, he has been punished enough, can't he still leave him a way to live?"

"Hmph", Shao Zibo snorted coldly, and his anger did not subside, and he directly threw Ying Pojun, who had become a ball of flesh and blood, onto the fence.

"Bang", Ying Pojun smashed on the fence and rebounded a few meters, and he was so seriously injured that he was about to die.

Shao Zibo still didn't give Tian Qingchen face, a low-level reptile who didn't have any hair, and dared to anger the dignity of the nobles, this kind of person is a mistake to live.

Most of the examiners in the judges' area were expressionless, and Shao Zibo, who had finished venting, turned around and left the indoor dojo field.

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The sun was setting in the west, and the sky was slowly darkening until it was completely dark.

"Da~da~", the sound of crutches hitting the ground came from far and near, very slowly, but without the slightest pause.

The green-haired old turtle crawled over slowly, looked around with some confusion, and frowned: "The Golden Vulture Brigade has stayed here, but this is the test center of the Qi Training Competition, what important things can be?"

"Ho ho", Ying Pojun, who was on the verge of death, tried his last strength to call for help, but when he reached his mouth, he was blocked by the blood in his mouth.

"Huh?" the green-haired old turtle turned his head and looked at Ying Pojun, who was blurred with flesh and blood.