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A piece of open space that was forcibly split, in a gray woods, it seems a little abrupt, the four directions of the clearing, the southeast, northwest and northwest, there are four groups of people standing clearly, due east for the Jiang family, in the last big competition, the highest score, due south for the Shen family, followed by the Jiang family, the two sides compete for a hundred years, but there is still no obvious victory or defeat; Due west is Xing's, and due north is Jing's.

Dream squinted his eyes and glanced for a week, that Jing's low-key was really not pretending, even now, everyone's face was a look of lightness, as if they didn't care about winning or losing this game.

But then again, the Jing clan has the least number of people, and relatively speaking, those resources are enough for them.

Dream retracted his gaze and looked at the so-called Xinghai Square, which was just a gray open space, with a one-meter-high platform formed in the middle, and the realization just fell on the body of the contestant.

The second elder has not yet come.

Meng gently pulled Xing Tao, "Big brother, aren't the second Wushuang elders referees, why haven't they come yet?" I don't think there's a place for them to sit. ”

Xing Tao made a booing motion, "Be quiet, maybe people have come, but we didn't see it, don't talk nonsense, if they hear it, it will be a loss of life." ”

Dream made a surprised expression, "So powerful? ”

"It's not, a few years ago, someone made a disrespectful speech, and was slapped down by a big mouth from a senior and killed on the spot, you didn't see that no one dared to talk more here."

"And when does this game start?"

"When the second elder of Wushuang comes, it will start, let's wait, I don't know which tribe can come out on top this time."

Xing Tao's eyes showed a faint sense of envy and excitement, for him, the focus is to watch the game, and those resources are really not of much value to him.

With a slight gaze, looking at the expressionless or gritted teeth waiting, but unanimously silent, I couldn't help but sigh, this peerless two elders are indeed powerful, these two can be regarded as giants in the quagmire realm, in front of the two old men, they are so well-behaved that they don't even dare to come out, this is the real strength suppression.

But... Thinking of the news that her brother passed to her, Dream couldn't help but pursed the corners of her mouth, how do you look like two old and disrespectful guys, where is a little master temperament?

I still think about pit brother all day long, these two old men, hum, one day I will bully and bully them!

"It's coming, it's coming." Xing Tao whispered in Meng's ear, and immediately lowered his head, as if he hadn't said anything, so that Meng had a sudden illusion, and when he looked up again, he had already seen two old men standing in the sky above Xinghai Square, and they had a serious expression.

Dream couldn't help but think of his brother's words, these two old men haven't taken a bath for hundreds of years, this smell...

Looking around, these people still bowed their heads respectfully, stunned, as if they were the only ones looking around, and occasionally complained in their hearts about these two old men.

"The annual tribal comparison is about to begin..."

Dream swallowed his tongue, this opening sentence is really not an ordinary cliché... These two old men are probably impatient for a long time, right?

Covering his mouth and not coughing out, in this huge square except for the old man's voice, the people from the four major tribes almost breathed to the lightest, if he coughed now, wouldn't it be like a target...

Listening to the old man babbling about a lot of rules of the game, Dream was a little drowsy, and then looked at the people around him, but he didn't even change his movements, if he couldn't hear the subtle heartbeat, Dream really wondered if this large number of people died so suddenly.

In the sky above Xinghai Square, two chairs made of dark clouds appeared, and the two old men leaned on the chairs and continued to say lazily, "Before the game starts, old man, I want to announce something. ”

Dream widened his eyes, and faintly felt that what the old man said had something to do with his brother.

So, will you bring your brother here?

Even if it is seen from afar, Dream can also have a rough judgment on Meng Suqing's situation, so that it is good to collect medicinal materials and let his brother restore his light as soon as possible.

"A few days ago, when I was traveling in the clouds, I met a genius boy with excellent talent and magical bones, who is only twenty years old now, but his strength is not weak. Therefore, my heart is overjoyed, accept this son as a disciple, from today onwards, see me as a disciple, if there is disrespect, disrespect, disrespect, disrespect, will be killed! ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderclap, and even if everyone was calm, they couldn't help but raise their heads, and looked at the seniors who had just spoken in confusion.

There are no predecessors in the quagmire realm, to say the least, there are one or two hundred years, why did they decide to accept apprentices recently?

Isn't this person's talent, so good that no predecessor can step sideways?

The smile on the corner of Meng's mouth couldn't help but stiffen, my brother just said that these two old men saved him, why didn't he say anything about being taken in as an apprentice? Did you get my brother's consent to this?

I suspect that this apprentice is one-sided at all, and he suddenly looked at the two unequaled elders with a bit of hostility in his eyes...

But... What are they trying to do?

Dream is a little puzzled, is it possible to really see my brother's talent?

It's just that she doesn't know now that these two old men not only fell in love with Meng Suqing, but also played with her idea...

This also makes the road of apprenticeship in the future of Uncle Shuang even more difficult...

"Senior, I just don't know who the Lingtu is? Why don't you bring it to my predecessors and let me wait to see him, and come to know this little brother, so that no one will pretend to be your old master disciple in the future, and deceive in the quagmire realm. Jiang Zhengqi took a step forward, bowed slightly, clasped his hands into fists, and said respectfully, this sentence can be regarded as speaking to everyone's heart.

That is, how can this person be so virtuous that he can make the two elders of Wushuang take a fancy to him?

If the strength is not good, what if there is no equals and two elders to protect it? Sooner or later, the boat will capsize in the gutter.

The two old men sitting in the air glanced at each other, stroked their beards, and looked somewhere with their eyes as if they were unintentional, and finally nodded in unison.

"If you have such thoughts, what's the point of seeing them?"

The arrogant voice of the no predecessor floated over the quagmire realm, and those who lowered their heads and tried to reduce their sense of existence couldn't help but raise their heads, wanting to see, what a powerful person the senior disciple without predecessors was?

And the dream has already bitten his lip deadly. (To be continued.) )