Chapter 257: Martial Arts Tournament (1)

"Elder Kasha? Elder Gid? Aren't you going to be judges? Why didn't you come here at the conference? Jace, the bar owner who has made a lot of money these days and is still counting the gold coins, looked strangely at the two Human Alliance elders who came in with a large group of people with a smile on his face.

"Jace, you say we? We're here for them. Kasha pointed to the two hundred or so people who had filled more than twenty tables not far away.

"Elder Kasha, Elder Gid, did you come to us for something?" Hearing that the alliance elder had made a special trip to find him, Zhang San, who had made a lot of money in ten minutes, hurriedly came over and stammered.

"Yes, you'll know when you go with us, we have something you need help with." The kind "smiling tiger" Kide patted Zhang San on the shoulder and said.

"You take Zhang San there, and I'll go to the elf clan." Kashya winked at Keed.

In a roar of salutes that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the martial arts competition of various races, which the Human Alliance had been preparing for many years, began in the eyes of everyone.

Amid the deafening applause, all the referees of all races and the elders of the Human Alliance walked out of the backstage this time.

Except for the referees who appeared in the super high-level enchantment battle, and now the clone of Tyrell who is still guarding the Demon Castle, all the lists announced by the Human Alliance have arrived.

The VIP seats are divided by race: the angels on the left, the Human Alliance in the middle, and the elves, dwarves, and orcs on the right.

After everyone was seated, Akara and Zhao Long, who were standing in the front row, began to walk towards the presiding podium in front of the ring.

As soon as the two of them moved, the thunderous applause of "Boom~~" sounded in the venue.

Everyone stood up and applauded the two Human Alliance elders who were smiling at them.

Stand at the magic loudspeaker at the front of the podium. Looking at everyone who stood up and applauded vigorously, Akara and Zhao Long kept nodding to the crowd.

Amid the long applause, Akara raised his hands to silence everyone.

Wait until everyone is quiet. Akara put the magic megaphone to his lips.

"Everyone knows that my wife has always been very long-spoken, and this time it was the same." As soon as her words came out, the crowded and quiet conference scene once again burst into warm applause.

After more than ten seconds, Akara pressed his hand again.

When Akara pressed her hand, the rest of the people of all races standing in the back row all felt the prestige of the boss of the Human Alliance.

"So this time, I asked Elder Zhao Long, our dear dragon, to preside over the opening ceremony in my place, and all I can say to you is: all the participants. Come on. After speaking, Akara stepped aside and gave up his position to today's pig's foot Zhao Long.

After seeing Akara walk to the side and make himself move, Zhao Long nodded at her.

"Hmm~~ Seriously. I was infected by Grandma Akara and I don't have much to say. Zhao Long, who was accustomed to standing in front of the magic microphone in fear of stage fright, was in deep thought, and after thinking for a while, he helplessly spread his hands and said to the crowd.

"Haha~~" The quiet martial arts competition scene sounded everyone's laughter.

Zhao Long waited for everyone's laughter to be a little quieter. He hadn't spoken, and his eyes were shining. Appears on a close-up of four crystal projections.

Zhao Long's left hand raised a dark red flame, the black earth in his right hand was spinning, the sand on his body began to make a "rustling" sound, and the green under his feet was spreading.

Everyone saw the intense dazzling red light coming from Zhao Long's body, as well as the battle intent that soared into the sky.

"I don't have much to say, but your fighting spirit has been ignited. Therefore, I hope that everyone will be like me and not ask for anything in this tournament. Just ask, fight, one, pain, and pleasure. When it comes to the last four words. Zhao Long turned around and pointed at everyone backstage and roared one by one, before he turned back and looked at all the people in front of him with his eyes full of high fighting intent.

"Fight hard~~"

"Fight hard~~"

The audience kept repeating what Zhao Long said loudly.

The sound was stacked on top of each other, resounding throughout Rogue Camp.

Backstage, too, the contestants who are preparing.

They were aroused by Zhao Long's words and eyes.

The spectators and contestants each flashed with a strong color of battle spirit.

"Before we get the players out for the first match, I'd like to introduce you to a few people. Now, let's invite the chiefs of the clans to appear. After Zhao Long's impromptu performance and step-by-step speech, he gave up his position as the host as planned.

After Zhao Long withdrew, the human alliance elder Kasha, the dwarven leader Andrew, the orc leader Alan Hisena, the light elf leader Amastasia, and the dark elf leader Iniesta

They gave a look to the soldiers in the background together, and after seeing the eyes of their bosses, they escorted more than 2,000 demobilized people of various ethnic groups who walked with their heads bowed to the field.

Of the more than 2,000 people, more than seventy percent are human beings, and the rest are equally divided among the races.

The audience at the martial arts competition, after seeing those who lowered their heads and did not dare to raise their heads, they did not know what was going on, and they talked a lot.

Listening to the "buzz" of discussion coming from the audience, Kasha nodded to the leaders of the various tribes.

"Everyone, be quiet." Casya, the emcee of the conference, waved in front of the megaphone to silence everyone.

After the discussion completely died down, Kasha said loudly: "These transferees of various ethnic groups who were escorted up by us to show everyone are the ones who just sold tickets for this tournament outside the venue and in other ethnic groups. Now I want you to see their faces clearly, and remember these brothers and sisters who have lost the face of their own people on this important day. ”

The audience who heard Kashya's introduction and understood what was going on was in an uproar.

Kasha, along with the leaders of the tribes and the soldiers, used force to raise the heads of the scalpers who were too ashamed to raise their heads to face everyone.

"This time, we have discussed it with the leaders of the various clans. All the money they had from the ticket booth was confiscated, and they were punished to work as free laborers for 10 years in various ethnic groups. During this period, they are not allowed to go to bars and high-end places such as red light districts. If someone finds a report. If we check the truth, the worst rewards for whistleblowers will be with a piece of dark gold equipment, or a perfect gem and other practical equipment items. Kasha spoke aloud about the decision of the leaders of the tribes.

The Human Alliance and the various races handled this incident in a way that exceeded the expectations of the angels who had been waiting to see the joke.

They didn't expect the Alliance and the Clans to come up with a way to deal with this matter in just a few hours.

They didn't expect the punishment to be so severe this time.

They had been whispering and covering their mouths and snickering in private, and they were slapped loudly by humans and races.

The way they looked at the races changed, especially on the side of the Human Alliance.

This time, one of the referees of the martial arts competition of various tribes, the leading angel Benedict Cradine, who had not come out to speak, let his arrogant and deflated clansmen restrain themselves. Don't be like the Bogoslavs before you, asking for trouble.

Those who were obsessed with money, and who had disgraced the people of all nationalities, stood in the middle of the assembly for ten minutes. Kasha motioned for the soldiers of the tribes to escort them back to their own tribe to work as coolies.

At the same time, the soldiers in the background on the other side are carrying four five meters each with a height and a width of five meters, on which are written the words level individual battle, level squad battle. Individual battles against the strong. The box for the strong squad battle is out.

"We've got the shame out of the way, and now we're down to business. In order to be fair and impartial, we let the participants draw their own opponents. Now we welcome all contestants to come out and draw their own numbers. Kasha asked the participants of all ethnic groups to come out and draw lots.

When the contestants drew lots themselves, Kasha explained to everyone: "This is how the draw is arranged. Draw No. 1 vs. No. 2, draw No. 3 vs. No. 4, and so on. The first pair to draw the 1st and 2nd is the first pair, the 3rd and 4th are the second pair, and so on, and so on for all matches. After you have drawn your numbers, please keep your number balls. Don't let everyone know, lest your opponent make a targeted plan. ”

At the time of Kashya's introduction. There were a lot of lip-reading angels in the audience, staring desperately at the contestants who were focused on the human league drawing.

They watched the shape of their mouth all the time.

And so are the humans and the other races, who, like the angels, sent a large number of soldiers to dress up as spectators.

There is only one reason why they will do this.

They all know that most people will subconsciously and involuntarily move their mouths when they draw their number balls, and a small number of them will not.

The heads of all clans want to steal the numbers of most people except their own clan, so that their own people can make targeted training and get better results.

Fight for a little more light for your race.

Although the Akara and the elves have a good relationship with the dwarves and orcs.

However, as long as there are thinking and intelligent creatures, they will all have selfish intentions.

It's like the real world.

If you have siblings who are close to you, when their children play with their own children, you just have good food, but only enough for your own children. At this time, will you take it out and give it to the children of your siblings? Or will you keep it for your children?

I don't know what the judges will choose, but the drunken shrimp is the most obvious example.

Drunken shrimp will choose the latter, and drunken shrimp will secretly leave it for their children to eat.

Drunken Shrimp has also done this, because Drunken Shrimp is a human being, a normal human being with selfish intentions.

In the case of delicious food that cannot be evenly divided, of course, the first thing that comes to my mind is my own children.

It's like the leaders of the various clans who are now making small moves.

Five tense hours passed, and the results of the draw were in.

Zhao Long, the elder of the Human Alliance who was strongly concerned about the competition, did not go out to draw his number ball.

Zhao Long secretly sent soldiers to smoke for himself.

No one knew which soldier was the one who drew the number ball for Zhao Long.

No one knew that the soldier was smoking from that box.

They were depressed. (To be continued......)