Chapter 332: I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade
In the evening, Yan Lie and Shi Renjie came to Tian's house together to express their gratitude to Dongfang Shuo.
"Dongfang Shuo, you are good, at this time do not forget that you are a member of Tianwu, I am very optimistic about you, Renjie and I have stepped up your senior elder token for you, although this cannot express our gratitude, what you are in the future will be the matter of the entire Tianwu!"
Yan Lie's words are tantamount to raising Dongfang Shuo's status to a new level, in a sense, perhaps in this regard, Yan Lie and Shi Renjie have regarded Dongfang Shuo as a person with the same status as them.
"Thank you two stewards, this is what I should do!"
"I don't want to talk about whether you should do it or not, but I know that there are many people who won't do something like you for the sake of profit, so you don't have to be humble!" Shi Renjie said.
"Yes, you are now a first-level martial god, the feeling of the Saint Race is definitely not running, if you encounter some chance in the road to becoming a god, you may be able to get a very good ranking in the Divine Race!" Yan Lie nodded and said.
After chatting for a while, Yan Lie said goodbye to Shi Renjie, and Tian Ye glanced at Dongfang Shuo and suddenly sighed: "I found that being your master is really stressful, according to your talent and ascension speed, it is estimated that your cultivation should be higher than me after you come out of the path to becoming a god, and your strength is even higher than mine, I don't know how much, the pressure is so great!"
"Hehe, what Master says, no matter when, what realm I am, Master will always be Master!"
"That's it, what are you thinking about this old man, Xiao Yu's cultivation has long been higher than me, don't you still call me my master and respect me?" Liu Yanan glared at Dongfang Shuo and said.
"Of course, the master will always be the master!"
"What about me?" Sun Miaomiao didn't know what she was thinking, so she asked such a sentence for no reason.
"Uh...... The relationship between the two of us will be decided!"
"Get out!"
The conversation between the two caused laughter from everyone present, and this laughter made Sun Miaomiao a little shy, as if the most she said to Dongfang Shuo now was to get out, if this word would definitely not have been said before, what is wrong now?
Sun Miaomiao glanced at Dongfang Shuo, she had to admit that Dongfang Shuo didn't feel the same way she felt, but he didn't directly think that this was the so-called love, it was just that she saw something in Dongfang Shuo that other men didn't have, and she had some feelings that other men didn't have.
Early the next morning, classes were directly suspended in the academy, after all, the Sage Race is once in a hundred years, so naturally they all have to come to join in the fun, rather than letting the students skip class to see, it is better to suspend classes directly, not to mention that the tutors also want to come and see the excitement.
"Due to the number of people, so this saint competition will use a new way to match, except for a few elders who were injured after the promotion, there are a total of forty-eight people in this match, these forty-eight people will be in the form of three people to determine the first round of promotion, and then the top 16 will continue to play, one round in the morning and one round in the afternoon, and the top eight will be decided today, do the contestants have any questions?"
"Nope!"
"Then let's start the draw!"
Dongfang Shuo drew the sixteenth lot, which means that he was the last game, so he sat in the audience and slowly watched the battle of the crowd.
This game is not so much a match for the powerhouses of the Martial Saint Realm as it is another round of competition between Yuanwu and Tianwu, only one of the three of them succeeds in the battle, which seems fair, but in fact there are big loopholes, if there are two people in Yuanwu, then as long as they work together to defeat each other and then one of them abstains, it is fine, and vice versa.
Tianwu has twice as many advanced players as Yuanwu, and Yuanwu can be said to be at a disadvantage at the beginning of the game, and most of the games are going according to everyone's guesses.
"The contestants of the sixteenth game are invited to the stage!"
Dongfang Shuo stood up and moved his muscles, and when he was about to go on stage, a voice came directly from the seat on Yuan Wu's side.
"I abstain!"
"This ...... The ring hasn't been on yet, are you sure you want to abstain? Isn't it to watch?" When the referee said this, he suddenly felt that he had no confidence, not to mention Dongfang Shuo's ability to challenge beyond the level, just because he was already in the realm of a first-level martial god, who could try it?
"No need to try, I'll abstain, let the two of them fight!"
"Referee, I also abstain!" After Elder He finished speaking, he smiled at Dongfang Shuo and sat back in his position, originally he was not ready to compete with Dongfang Shuo, in fact, after seeing Dongfang Shuo's strength, he knew that he could not be an opponent at all, and he might not be able to catch up after cultivating for one hundred and eighty years, and he was ready to help Dongfang Shuo defeat his opponent at the beginning, but he didn't expect the other party to abstain first.
Dongfang Shuo shrugged his shoulders, and then sat back in his seat.
"All 16 matches are over, and the quarterfinals will be played in the afternoon!"
Dongfang Shuo and Sun Miaomiao have both entered the top 16, and Sun Miaomiao are two powerhouses of the fifth level martial saints, it stands to reason that Sun Miaomiao is impossible to advance, but who called Sun Miaomiao and Dongfang Shuo to spread the news of love? The elder of Tianwu fought hard to fight against Yuanwu, and after the other party abstained, he also directly announced his abstention, and gave the throne of victory to Sun Miaomiao, it can be said that Sun Miaomiao basically won the victory without doing anything after coming to power.
Maybe it's because of this reason, or maybe Shen Hongyu wants to see Dongfang Shuo make a fool of himself, on the battle list of the quarterfinals qualifier, Dongfang Shuo and Sun Miaomiao were divided into a group, and it was the first game.
"Players on stage!"
"Dongfang Shuo, you will share half of the reward you get after you win, do you know?" Sun Miaomiao looked at Dongfang Shuo and said in a tone that could not be refused.
"Uh...... Of course, except for the opportunity to become a god, everything else is for you!" After listening to Sun Miaomiao's words, Dongfang Shuo replied with a smile.
Sun Miaomiao nodded with satisfaction, and then shouted at the referee: "I abstain!"
"Abstaining? Why don't you try it?"
"What is there to try? The third-level martial saint fights the first-level martial god, I don't have any chance of winning at all, this guy doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!"
Sun Miaomiao didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her words, but after finishing speaking, she found that everyone looked at her differently, a little playful, a little ambiguous, and a little obscene.
If this sentence comes out of the mouth of a couple, everyone's first reaction must be in that aspect, and they can only think of that aspect.
"What do you see me doing? Referee, announce the second game!"
The referee was quite helpless, so he had to nod his head and announce the start of the second game.
There are four martial arts arenas in the Lingwu Academy, with two groups per game, and the referee didn't expect that he would actually take the lead in starting the second game.
Of course, not only him, but also the other three direct abstentions, after all, most of the people in Tianwu have been promoted, so it is inevitable that they will meet in the ring, they are all one faction, whoever loses and wins is the same, there is no need to fight hard, so those who feel that they are not sure will directly admit defeat.
This time the Saints Tournament was like a farce, with almost no fierce struggles, and the final eight were born.