Chapter Eighty-Seven: Space Treasures... Who cares~
After laughing at Kim Haofan, who had many nicknames, everyone set off for the competition venue.
Hou Cheng was puzzled: "Sect Master, there are still two hours before the start of the game, will it be too early now?"
"No, let's go and see the situation of the opponent first~ to know ourselves and the enemy. ”
"The sect master is really insightful!"
Chen Ge can now experience the feeling of being slapped by his subordinates, this guy's mouth is really sweet: "Don't blow it blindly, remember to play your own appearance music later~"
"Oh yes, I haven't chosen a song yet!"
Along the way, Jin Haofan and others were choosing their own appearance music.
Jiang Zhirou smiled and took out a bunch of mp3 points from the ring and gave it to everyone: "Everyone come and get one, choose it slowly~"
"Zhirou, how many good things did you draw???
"Hehe, sect master, I'll show you next time~ a lot"
Looking at Jiang Zhirou with a proud face, Chen Ge once again succumbed to her luck.
As a result, they had a difficulty in choosing the music for the show, unlike Jiang Yuntao and Jiang Zhirou, who had already chosen it, and now Hou Cheng and others are listening to it one by one, which is difficult to determine.
Hou Cheng complained with a sad face: "I know it's so difficult to choose! The songs here are all very good... Sect Master!What should I do?"
"You ask me, how can I help you decide, don't make trouble~"
Thankfully, there was plenty of time, and they had already settled on their own music before they arrived at the venue.
The venue of the War Dance City is similar to that of the Nightless City, which is the appearance of the ancient Roman gladiatorial arena.
The group of Daomen sat in an exclusive position, Jiang Yuntao and other contestants were in the front rows, and Chen Ge's position was on the rostrum.
As a result, before he sat down, he was caught by Gong Tianjun: "Chen Ge, have you eaten breakfast?"
"I didn't eat, I wasn't too hungry. ”
Gong Tingjun took out a box of fried rice from the ring, Chen Ge looked at the steaming fried rice in front of him in a daze, and felt that this was what Gong Tingjun made.
Eat fried rice early in the morning...
"Come on, help us see how this opening is~"
Chen Ge stuffed rice in his mouth, and said helplessly: "Don't sister, I still have to help the disciples observe the opponent's information~"
"What are you talking about?"
Gong Tianjun is a little sensitive to the word sister.
Waving his hand, Chen Ge smiled and said: "I've always called the palace lord to give more life, if I don't call my sister, I can't call you aunt..."
"Forget it, it doesn't matter, how about you take a look at this opening remark? This game is the opening of Aunt Qing~"
Taking the paper handed over by Gong Tianjun, Chen Ge said while eating: "Very good, who wrote this?"
No one answered, Chen Ge looked up and saw the smugness on Gong Tianjun's face, and then gave her a thumbs up.
"If the opening sentence is okay, inside..."
"What?"
Gong Tianjun said with some embarrassment: "Well, we didn't get the band this time, this soundtrack..."
"What a big deal, I thought something was wrong. ”
took out a brand new mp3 and handed it to her, Chen Ge said: "I just bought this thing, the manual and everything else, I will give it to you~ lifetime warranty." ”
Gong Tingjun has long wanted this, her hobby is to lie in the hall and listen to music, and she has been tired of listening to orchestral music or something recently.
After eating the fried rice, Chen Ge looked at Gong Tianjun, who was listening to the song, and said with a smile: "It's nothing~ Then I'll go, thank you for the fried rice, it tastes very good~"
"That's good, I can make it for myself in the future!"
Damn, you didn't even try the taste when you made it!
......
In the direction of Daomen disciples, the seats of the contestants are divided into sects and scattered seats.
The entire venue could be said to be overcrowded, and Jiang Zhirou was a little puzzled by this: "No, didn't the Miyagi Lord say before that there are very few people participating in this rookie battle?"
"I know!" Jiang Yuntao heard a little news when he went to the street to order a carriage yesterday: "I heard that it is because the rewards of this session are unusually rich, and the rewards also include the things that the domain master brought back from the last time he went to the other world!"
Hou Cheng smiled bitterly: "I'm a little panicked, what should I do." ”
"What's the matter, anyway, it's all a competition in which the Martial King participates, let's take a look at the players around us first. ”
Most of the people who sat in the selection of the chief were in the realm of the First Spiral Martial King, but everyone found that there were several Second Spins mixed in it.
Hou Cheng has a very big opinion on this: "Damn! I said that I just broke through the Martial King, why do I have two spins?"
At this time, a contestant sitting next to the gate said helplessly: "People say that it is because of chance that we have broken through, what can we do." ”
"These shameless ones, right?"
"Of course!" Then the player said a little mysteriously: "You don't know yet, this time the domain master took out a good thing!"
I don't know why, Hou Cheng looked at this player unusually pleasing to the eyes, put his head close to him and asked, "What do you mean? Brother, do you know what it is?"
The player said a little obscenely: "Yes, I heard that what Senior Brother said seems to be a bead, but there is a small alien space in it!"
"It's a space treasure!
There are different theories about the origin of space treasures, some say that they were created by space debris, and some are rumored to have been created by some top powers.
Anything can appear inside, whether it's a treasure, a monster, or a living person...
"yes! and it's still unexplored!"
After listening to this player's words, everyone in the Dao Sect knew why there were other sects and shamelessly let the Second Xuan Martial King participate.
However, Hou Cheng and the others didn't care about any space magic weapon, they just wanted to fight for honor for the Daomen!
Those magical things in the Daomen, aren't they fragrant enough?
When everyone was talking, a huge screen suddenly lit up at the rostrum, and Bai Qingli's charming face appeared in it.
"Hello everyone, welcome to the 23,111th Rookie Contest of War Dance City!
Then Bai Qingli said an exciting opening speech, even Chen Ge had an urge to rush up to the ring for 300 rounds.
This sudden huge light curtain made everyone stunned (except for the Daomen), and before they could digest it, Bai Qingli's speech infected them.
"That's a good point!"
"Haha, I'm going to fight three hundred rounds later!"
"I'm going to hit ten!"
Only the melon-eating crowd outside the War Dance City kept asking about the origin of this light curtain, but unfortunately no one explained it to them.
I don't know if it was because of nervousness or excitement, beads of sweat actually appeared on Bai Qingli's forehead: "Now I announce that the game has officially begun!"
"Let's start drawing the players for the first battle!"
The rookie battles all started one by one, and Chen Ge heard Gong Tingjun say that this time-honored rule was set by the first domain master, saying that it was to better observe a person's level.
"How long will it take for this Nima to finish!"