Chapter 504 The hat of responsibility is big and heavy

Thinking of this, Ma Liang smiled calmly and said, "In Confucianism, there is still such a high-profile way of educating you...... There is a way that there are mountain people outside the mountain, people can eat too much, but not too much, if you fail to get a good ranking in the competition, how can you take back these words? ”

Bai Zongshan sneered and said, "We people of the Korean nation do not rely on self-boasting, but are practical. [Full text reading]"

The little white-faced apprentice and translator of Bai Zongshan said even more arrogantly and confidently: "My master has always lived in seclusion in the mountains and wilderness, not competing for fame and profit, unlike you Chinese, whether you have the strength or not, you go to get some false job identities for yourself to elevate yourself!" ”

"I just asked you, what if you lose?" Ma Liang's face turned grim, and he asked word by word.

"Liangzi, there is no need to ask, the answer is obvious, and it can be seen from the history of their nation and country." Wu Qiong sneered and sarcastically - no, from a historical point of view, this nation seems to have always been defeated by whomever it hastened to pay tribute and nodded, and then went back and made up some dream things as history, reaching the highest state of self-comfort.

Except for the old black man, who had always been drowsy, they all looked crying and laughing.

They are all people who have lived for such an old age, and even if they don't pay much attention to world history, they have heard how much of a country that has been quite famous and accomplished in the world over the years has a "glorious" history.

At this time, the Deli who looked and dressed very much like an old witch? Master Moss glared at Bai Zongshan with an unkind face, and his green gaze was full of cold air, and it seemed that he would grab the white and chubby bald Bai Zongshan and throw it into the pot to stew at any time.

Deli? Moss muttered in English.

Her translator calmly translated, "Deli? Master Moss said, since Master Bai Zongshan is sure that he can win, then we should withdraw now. ”

Bai Zongshan smiled and said, "Yes." ”

His apprentice sneered even more disdainfully: "I don't think it's necessary, maybe you can get a good result in second place." ”

Listening to the translator translate the words of Bai Zongshan and his apprentice, Dai Li? Moss's vulture-like eyes lit up at once, like two faint little light bulbs, and he laughed screechingly—good fellow, more like an old witch.

Fortunately, she still knew some etiquette and didn't laugh out loud, so it wouldn't affect the whole venue.

Otherwise, Ma Liang was really worried that this kind of laughter would scare a few people in the entire banquet hall to death-you know, many elderly people may have heart disease or something.

Deli? After Moss finished laughing, he said a very short sentence.

The translator said, "Deli? Master Moss said...... If you do win the game, then she will let you go, and if you don't get first place, she will curse you. ”

Bai Zongshan and his apprentice's faces sank, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in their eyes.

Bai Zongshan, who was extremely proficient in Yi Xue and divination, as well as his apprentices, knew very well that in this world, curses were real. And the world's "curse" spells, the most famous is the Western wizard curse, and the curse in Southeast Asia.

"Oops." Ma Liang smiled, as if playing a round to Dai Li? Moss said: "Master Daili, let's talk about it in the front, you are only targeting Master Bai Zongshan personally, not others. If someone else wins the first place and you curse it, then don't race at all, the first place will be won for you. ”

Deli? After listening to the interpreter's explanation, Moss looked at Ma Liang very much and nodded.

At this time, the people at the tables next to them had also noticed the argument here, and they all whispered in a low voice, and the venue seemed a little chaotic.

Fortunately, at this time, Mr. Lu Xiangan's speech was just over.

Thunderous applause interrupted the conversation, and at the same time reminded those who were whispering to be quiet and follow the order of the venue.

Seeing that the old man Lu Xiangan sat back in the expert seat, Ma Liang immediately used the art of mental power communication to tell the old man Lu: "Old man, Bai Zongshan, a Korean who is at the same table with me, is not good, and he wants to win the first place in this divination and prediction competition......

After Ma Liang briefly explained Bai Zongshan's true purpose and intentions, Lu Xiangan quickly replied: "Bai Zongshan's strength is not weak, I have heard of it. ”

"What then?"

"There are many soothsayers from all over the world, and his chances of winning are not necessarily great. Although the art of divination and prediction is easy to learn, no one can be sure of other people's divination and cannot compare to him. ”

"I mean, in case ......"

Lu Xiangan told Ma Liang seriously: "So you have to work harder and strive to win the first." ”

"Me? What an international joke! Ma Liang frowned and glared, as if he was about to argue with someone, but his eyes were on the rostrum—this behavior surprised everyone sitting next to him, what happened to this young man?

Lu Xiangan said: "Have faith. ”

"Damn, if you always say that I want to fight with Bai Zongshan, I can strangle him ten! Solve it with his apprentices, and hold it in his hand...... But this is a prediction! I'm a complete newbie at this, how can I compare to these old guys? Also, I can see that none of the international friends on this table are fuel-efficient lamps, except for divination, each of them should practice the fighting techniques in the magic, including Bai Zongshan and his apprentice! ”

It's a fact.

As a master of magic in the Qimen rivers and lakes, when Ma Liang sat here in the morning, he discovered the unique magic aura on these people.

Actually, the reason is very simple.

In their own country, they all belong to the circles similar to those in the Qimen rivers and lakes in China, of course, different from the experts of those associations and research societies.

Lu Xiangan passed the news unappreliantly: "So what? This is a fortune prediction contest, not a life-and-death battle! ”

"Old man, master, let's think of a foolproof plan, it is related to the honor of the country and the nation, if he takes the first place, will it be worth it?" Ma Liang carefully conveyed his thoughts: "Otherwise, let's make some small moves, I'd rather let others take the first place than let Bai Zongshan take it!" Here, it's our territory! ”

"Nonsense!"

"Hey, old man, it doesn't matter what means, what matters is the result!"

Old Man Lu told solemnly: "No, you stinky boy, this time you must take the first place in a dignified manner!" If you can't get the first place, you will be a sinner in China's Qimen Jianghu and Yi Xuejie! ”

"Then I'll kill Bai Zongshan first!" Ma Liang gritted his teeth and said viciously.

This method is the most straightforward, the simplest and the most effective!

"Don't think about these crooked ways to affect your state of mind, listen carefully."

"Uh......"

Ma Liang shook his head helplessly-let me take the first place in the Divination and Prediction Competition? If I can't get it, I will become a sinner in China's Qimen Jianghu and Yi academic circles, which means that I have become a sinner of the country and the nation. Good guy, this hat buckle is big and heavy, and he really thinks of us as Superman.

"Ryoko, what's wrong?" Wu Qiong asked with concern.

"It's fine." Ma Liang shook his head, his expression was calm, and his heart was bitter.

At this moment, a strange wisp of magic energy suddenly hit the edge of Ma Liang's mind, with a ferocious anger......

Ma Liang, who reacted extremely sharply, did not stop this spell energy movement with a damaging effect, but immediately opened the barrier outside the consciousness layer and let that magic power into his mind - joke, this little magic power bō movement also wants to hurt me?

Let's go back and study for another ten or eight years.

Ma Liang's right hand was pinched under the table, and he silently recited the spell in his heart, and his mental power immediately chased after the wisp of magic power that had not been cut off because of the smooth invasion.

Ma Liang's gaze didn't scan anyone at this table.

You can't startle the snake.

And if we make a big fuss at this table, it will interfere with and affect this seminar -- this is our place in China, and if something happens to the seminar on China's turf, it will be our China who will be disgraced! Therefore, Ma Liang will never do it blindly.

All the gods present were calm, and their eyes were fixed on the rostrum.

At this time, the speaker on the rostrum was an old man dressed in Arab national costume, who was giving a generous speech with emotion. However, before he could finish a sentence, an interpreter next to him would tell him again in Chinese.

No, the organizers of this seminar did not have a synchronous translator that was sufficient for everyone.

The international friends below are more convenient, they all have headphones for simultaneous translation.

Ma Liang frowned slightly, as if he had received some kind of blow, and he didn't want to disturb others, he endured the pain and sighed softly, raised his left hand and kneaded the sun, and his right hand pinched Wu Qiong's little hand under the table at the same time - I'm fine, I'm pretending......

Wu Qiong, who was still a little worried and ready to ask about it, immediately calmed down.

At this time, Ma Liang had already traced down who the person who was trying to harm him was - the apprentice and translator standing behind Bai Zongshan, the little white-faced young man.

The corner of the little white face's eyes has been staring at Ma Liang.

When he found that Ma Liang was kneading the sun in pain, the corners of the little white face were not easily noticed, and a sneer appeared, and there was a smile in his eyes after success-Hmph, let you, a young man in China, taste the power of magic! No matter how good Yi Xuexue is, can it save you?

At this moment, Ma Liang kneaded the sun, and naturally turned his head to look at the little white face, and met the little white face's gaze.

The little white face was shocked, and he suddenly felt bad—because Ma Liang was smiling at him, and the smile was very gentle, very harmonious, and seemed to have the kind of pity that when a little powerful character faced a small and insignificant life. The corners of Ma Liang's mouth moved slightly.

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…… RO@。