In the first round, Wang Ling won without much effort.

The main thing is that Kazuya Sakai is too himself, and he directly hits the Heavenly Inspiration with a palm, causing damage and then holding on until the start of the game.

Wang Ling didn't even move, and Sakai Kazuya was bleeding from seven holes, and fell directly to the ground with a happy face.

However, this kind of behavior of using self-harm to please Sun Rong did not suit Sun Rong's intentions.

After Sakai Kazuya was also carried away, Sun Rong immediately differentiated Okukai's sword qi and tracked it down to Sakai Kazuya for treatment.

"He's working so hard, Rong Rong, won't you do me a favor?" In the independent spiritual chat space, Wang Ming said with a smile.

"If everybody uses this way, it's a shortcut." The look on Sun Rong's face was also very helpless.

So to sum up.

Kazuya Sakai, after all, still paid by mistake......

Jiudao and the office of the Academic Affairs Office, Ueki Junshan remotely retrieved the picture of the closed-door competition and projected it in the void of the office.

This is a means of stealing the picture captured by the referee ball into the image magic weapon through certain technical means, and then projecting it.

Ueki Junshan hopes that Wang Ling will be defeated, and naturally everyone is concerned about Wang Ling's battle.

"Kazuya Sakai of Kuwata High School actually lost like this." On the side, the foreign-funded Holland had an ugly face.

He had read the paper data about Wang Ling and Alcohol Kazuya, and in terms of data, Sakai Kazuya's attributes were superior to Wang Ling's in all aspects.

If even Kazuya Sakai loses, then Holland really can't think of any other possibility than releasing water.

"I didn't expect this Sakai Kazuya to be able to do so well, and the people in the Gray Sect really can't be underestimated." Kimiyama Ueki was also shocked by Kazuya Sakai's self-harm operation to "weaken himself" before the start of the race.

What is it that makes Kazuya Sakai do this......

This incident made both Ueki Junshan and Holland puzzled.

"Can you find out the combat power analysis data of that Hou Lang Sang?" Holland asked.

"I'm still figuring out how to do this."

Ueki Junshan said.

"Now it's already a very dangerous operation to just steal the screen through the referee's ball."

"It will take some time to steal the combat power data. Mr. Holland. ”

"Who is the next person to fight this Hou Lang Sang?"

"It's still from Kuwata High School, and his name is Yonekura Akie. But please rest assured, Mr. Holland, because this man is the one I arranged. ”

Ueki Junshan laughed gloomily: "Dealing with such a stunned Qing, just let him lose the game from the game." It's too boring. I'm going to make him ruined......"

"Yonekura Mingwei, I think I've heard this name somewhere."

"This is the person on the list of Mi Xiuguo's elite advanced studies that I provided to the Ministry of Foreign Investment earlier, and this student intends to go to Mi Xiuguo for further study. However, his family conditions are relatively poor, and he is not qualified to go over. ”

Ueki Kimiyama said: "So, I proposed to him in exchange for escort. To him deliberately lost this game. In this case, the referee will be able to determine that it is a fake game and eliminate him and that Hou Lang Sang together. ”

"I see."

Holland nodded: "But such a move is an act of injuring the enemy by one thousand and injuring eight hundred." The reputation of Yonekura Weiming will also be affected. ”

"Not at all."

Ueki Junshan shook his head and said, "When he goes abroad to study later, it will be a new identity." I promised to prepare clean materials for Yonekura Weiming without any foundation, so that he could start a new life. Therefore, the record of match-fixing has no effect on him at all. ”

Hearing this, Holland breathed a long sigh of relief.

This time, the preparation sounded very thorough, and there were no mistakes or omissions.

After all, the judgment mechanism of the match-fixing game is here, one person cheats, and both sides are eliminated together.

As long as they are eliminated together, no matter which side is plotting wrong, they will be labeled as untrustworthy by people.

The people who eat melons often don't care about the truth of the matter, they only need to have a public opinion to lead them to eat melons.

Then, most people's habitual thinking will make these people rush to the front like hungry wolves, bite their prey fiercely, and eat their mouths without letting go.

It's tiring to know the truth, and only happiness is the most important thing......

In a sense, Ueki Kimiyama is indeed a very cunning opponent.

His vision is very unique, and he sees that the royal order is the key to everything.

As long as the royal order can be overthrown, what gray sect, what support, everything is like a mountain of defeat.

No matter what kind of achievements you have before and how many people you like, as long as you do one thing wrong, it will be amplified under the influence of public opinion...... Even if you're God, it's useless.

Because that's the reality.

It's just that neither Holland nor Ueki Junshan expected it.

There is a very important key to their seemingly seamless match-fixing plan.

That is.

The referee's initial combat power judgment for Wang Ling must be lower than that of Yonekura Weiming......

They don't know.

This is a match-fixing that will never be possible.

……

On the other side, in the cadre apartment of Songhai City, Huaxiuguo. With the help of Zhou Ziyi. Zhuo gorgeously completed a table of fragrant home-cooked meals.

During the meal, Zhuo Yi turned the TV to a specific satellite channel. And the picture on TV is the live broadcast of Wang Ling's closed-door game.

This picture was projected through Wang Ming's brain waves after being radiated to the Zhanzong satellite in space.

A password is required to enter the channel.

Therefore, only a few core members of the Battle Sect knew how to enter.

"Isn't this Wang Ling's classmate......" Ryoko Kunomiya frowned.

The moment she saw Wang Ling, she suddenly felt that the young man's face seemed a little familiar.

And don't know why. She suddenly felt that Zhuo Wei seemed to be paying special attention to Wang Ling himself.

Judging from a woman's intuition, she feels that the relationship between Wang Ling and Zhuo Yi is not a simple relationship between a senior and a junior.

Although Sun Rong told her earlier that Wang Xiaoer and Wang Ling were both disciples that Zhuo Yi secretly accepted, Jiugong Liangzi still felt that it was ...... Zhuo Yi looked at Wang Ling's eyes and there was something wrong.

How can a master look at his apprentice with a face of worship?

And Zhuo Yi's eyes are just like Zhou Ziyi's eyes looking at Zhuo Yi now......

So, why is this happening?

Kunomiya Ryoko began to feel a little confused in her heart.

"Is Wang Ling, this a competition?" Ryoko Kunomiya asked curiously.

"Yes." Zhuo Yi nodded: "As my apprentice, I, who is a master, of course have to care." ”

After Zhuo Yi said this, Jiugong Liangzi fell silent again, she took a bite of sweet and sour pork ribs, and I don't know why I felt that today's pork ribs were extraordinarily sour.

On the other hand, Zhou Ziyi heard that Wang Ling was Zhuo Yi's apprentice, and there was a faint feeling in his heart.

Originally......

Brother Zhuo already has a disciple.

Hey, too...... If you want to be as good as Brother Zhuo, it is not normal to have two disciples.

quickly adjusted his mentality, Zhou Ziyi's eyes quickly returned to normal, and he stared intently at the picture on the TV.

I wanted to study what kind of charm Wang Ling had, so that he could be accepted as a disciple by Zhuo Yi.

And just as he turned his gaze, the crisp slap on the TV was already ringing.

Because at this moment, Yonecang Weiming, who was in the second round of the duel with Wang Ling, was slapping himself for some reason......