Chapter 2190: The Eighth Ancestor Announces the Truth
The three places in the top 10 will be decided today. The loser of sixteen into eight will definitely have to give it a go for the sake of the three places of Zuihou.
The temptation of the Dust Reduction Pill is too great, at this time, no matter how old or young, he will not give up such a haode opportunity to others.
When Zhen Cheng sat down in the seats of the contestants participating in the competition, the eight people who participated in the competition had already arrived.
There were hundreds of people sitting in the seats, but now there are only eight people left, and if you don't look carefully, you think that there is no one in the seats.
"Xiaohan, you are no stranger to today's competition!" Pan Xingxing touched Chen Xiaohan with his shoulder, "When you first appeared in Hanmang, you participated in this kind of competition!" β
"How could you forget!" Chen Xiaohan, who was in the rising sun, smiled slightly and sighed, "Time flies so fast!" In the blink of an eye, it's been almost three years since I've been here! If three years ago, I didn't have a master Yujian, perhaps, I would have coaxed children at home now! β
"If you want to have a child, I guess many women are willing to give birth to you! Behind you, a group of girls are stupidly waiting for you to look back and smile! Chen Xiaohan's feelings evoked Jiang Shiheng's memories, because in the cold mang's competition, his first love Ximen Shuang'er also appeared in front of him for the first time. If time could be turned back, Jiang Shiheng would rather not Yujian Ximen Shuang'er.
The beauty has become a dry bone, and the pain is still stubbornly left in her memory.
"Old Pan, you calf! At the beginning, you were in the same group as the Tibetan Northern Wolf and the Red Wolf, and Zuihou was still yin against me! This kind of melee is not only about strength, strategy and tactics, but also psychology, which is very important! The rules of the competition were formulated by the master, so I am sure that in today's competition, the master will definitely win! Everyone was immersed in memories, and Niu Wazi interjected, pulling everyone back to reality.
"That's hard to say!" In that scuffle, the dog baby won early, and when he heard the discussion of the cow baby, the dog baby said coldly, "Our competition at that time was not the kind of life and death that you lived and died!" Although the master is the maker of the rules, the master is an outsider like us! If you look at the situation where the contestant is seated, you will know how dangerous the master is today! Although it is dangerous, I also think that the master can win! β
"The cultivation is so high, and you still do this, it's disgusting or not!" Zhou Huaichen came a little late, didn't pay much attention to the situation on the seat, heard the reminder of the dog baby, glanced at the competition area, and immediately became angry.
Eight players, sitting in three rows! Zhen Cheng sat alone in one row, and in the other two rows, there were three and four people sitting respectively.
Three places are enough for everyone to participate. It's clear that both the trio and the foursome want to prioritize Zhen Cheng and then the two teams face each other.
"The foursome must be the best solution!" Guo Chengqiang has always been calm and has the most experienced way of looking at the problem, "These foursome are obviously weaker, although the huddle will not fail immediately, but once these foursome have gained some advantages, they will intrigue, because they have one more person, but the number of places is only three!" β
"I agree! The strongest trio has a great hope of winning, and the master is dangerous! Yu Fenghe was very rational and said worriedly, "This competition is not fair to the master!" β
"Fairness depends on strength!" Seeing the situation clearly, worry hung on Niu Wazi's face, "If the master fails like this, there is no shame!" In terms of cultivation, the master is not as high as them, and they have formed groups of three and four, and if the master dares to participate in the battle, he has already won! β
"The master's face is not good-looking, don't get hurt!" Zhou Huaichen looked at Zhen Cheng nervously, and watched worriedly as the Eighth Ancestor walked to the center of the ring.
Since the Jindanmen competition, every day at the beginning of the competition, the eight ancestors will make a noise.
The Eighth Ancestor was in good spirits today, and changed into a purple robe. With a majestic expression, he walked to the middle of the ring, coughed, signaled everyone to be quiet, and then said loudly, "Today is the day when the three places in the top ten of Jindanmen are decided!" There are a lot of people here today, and I am entrusted by the head of Jindanmen to clarify a few things here! β
"Talking about things again?"
"It's not annoying!"
"That's it! Wu Lei hasn't dealt with it yet, so I'm embarrassed to talk about it? β
"Tell me about grandma!"
Because of Wang Xiaohong's matter, the respectful attitude of the people in the second village towards the ancestors has been lowered by several grades. As soon as the Eighth Patriarch's voice fell, there was a sound of endless discussions under the ring.
As if he had expected it, the Eighth Ancestor calmly waited for everyone's discussion to subside, and then spoke again.
"Wu Lei's matter has made many people in the second village misunderstand! Indeed, when something like this happens, normal people will believe their eyes. Although sometimes, what the eye sees, may not be true! β
The audience was silent, because the Eight Ancestors were about to talk about the cause of death of Chandley and Wang Xiaohong. Zhen Cheng frowned and looked at the seats of the ancestors.
The first ancestor didn't come, the second ancestor didn't come, except for the fifth ancestor, the other ancestors didn't come.
I said very clearly last night, once those who went to Savage Mountain knew that there were black worms in their bodies, then the tragedy of Chandley might happen again, could it be that Yizu and the others were willing to sacrifice more than 200 people in order to find out the truth of the matter?
What did Yizu and the others want to do, Zhen Cheng had no right to interfere, Zhen Cheng just couldn't understand why Yizu and the others, who were still very nervous about the life and death of two hundred people last night, suddenly had to announce the matter in public?
"Please come to the stage from the Second Village Elders' Council!" The Eight Patriarchs did not say anything directly, and invited the elders to the congregation.
Compared with when Wang Xiaohong was first killed, the people of the Second Village Elders' Church were not as calm and calm as before. Although he is not young anymore, he has not experienced many big scenes. More than a dozen old people, like peasants entering the city, cowered into the ring, looking at the black crowd under the stage, slightly nervous.
In contrast, the Eighth Ancestor was much more generous.
"Elder Liu, come to the front!" The Eighth Ancestor's gaze suddenly looked at an elder surnamed Liu, with a goatee, who was in his eighties.
"What are you doing--" Elder Liu's face instantly turned pale and he was very flustered. Looking at the majestic face of the Eight Ancestors, his body couldn't help but tremble.
"Humph! Good work you do! The Eight Ancestors let out a furious roar, their eyes widened, and they roared.
"Ahh
"Ahh
"Boom-"
Under the ring, there was an exclamation, but in the blink of an eye, it became unusually quiet. The Eight Ancestors stood in place, still with an angry face on their faces. But whether it was the elders on the stage or the people in the audience, they could clearly feel that the Eighth Ancestor had not used any true qi at all.
"Elder Wang, please test it!"
"Yes!"
Elder Liu's death was exactly the same as Wang Xiaohong's. Elder Wang agreed with an ugly face, and stepped forward with the other elders. After a brief examination, Elder Wang said loudly, "The death is the same as Wang Xiaohong and Qian Deli, biting their tongues and committing suicide, black blood is not poisonous!" β
"How so!"
"Could it be that Elder Liu was also killed?"
"Impossible, the Eighth Ancestor didn't make a move at all!"
"Could it be that our Jindanmen is cursed?"
When the audience quieted down, Bazu's face looked a lot better. His eyes looked at Elder Wang, "You guys were by my side just now, did I make a move?" β
"The Eight Ancestors didn't!"
"Then how do you explain Elder Liu's death? I just spoke loudly, can you think I'm a murderer? The Eight Ancestors asked like a cannonball, not giving Elder Wang time to react at all.
"Can't! No! The Eighth Ancestor's voice suddenly became louder, and Elder Wang and the others replied together with a flushed face.
"And who is the murderer?" The silence in the audience is what the Eight Ancestors want. "Wang Xiaohong died tragically in bed, you define Wu Lei as a murderer, do you think this is fair?"
"Thisβ" Elder Wang and the others were red-faced, speechless.
"What about you? Tell me, who is the murderer? "The Eight Ancestors were extremely angry and angry at everyone in the audience." Something happened, and I didn't listen to the explanation, and I actually gathered a crowd to make trouble! The same thing happened, and you guys tell me, what's going on? Answer now! β
How to answer? Who can answer! The villagers of the second village who participated in the sit-in bowed their heads in shame.
Is the Eight Ancestors excessive?
No! Not too much at all! Because the people in the second village didn't give the ancestors time to investigate at all.
The people who came to watch the game regretted it a little, and they knew that they would be reprimanded by the Eight Ancestors, so they didn't come.
"If you want to be fair, then we will give you a fair chance!" The Eighth Ancestor vented his anger on the people of the second village for the past few days, and when everyone did not react, he said loudly, "Everyone in the second village, gather the crowd to commit crimes!" After deducting the pill for one month, after the Jindanmen Dabi, all the disciples above the fifth level of the Qi cultivation period followed the top ten masters of the foundation building period to the Himalayas to collect medicine! β
"Ahh
"Why! You haven't found the murderer, how do you know that Wu Lei is not the real murderer? β
"That's it! Only by catching the real murderer can we determine whether we are right or wrong! β
"I don't go to the Himalayas! To go is to die! β
The uproar from the audience rose again, and the angry voices of four or five thousand people drowned out the voice of the Eight Ancestors.
At this moment, it doesn't matter how Wang Xiaohong and Chandley died. How to protect yourself from death, this is the most important thing!