In the entire conference table, there were only three main gods of sword warfare, except for one Qin Qianlu, there were only Chen Bin and Ye Jiaoyang.

Ye Jiaoyang sat far away from Qin Qianlu, if Chen Bin didn't take over at this time, Wen Su asked them and wouldn't take over, not that they didn't dare to draw this lottery first, but a tacit understanding between professional players.

All the cameras were immediately aimed at Chen Bin's hand......

In fact, most of the reporters present had the attitude of not making a big deal about the news, and kept shouting "red" in their hearts. Red, it must be red"......

Swish.

Chen Bin's hand quickly pulled out.

Click, because Chen Bin pumped his hand too quickly, the reporters suddenly became inexplicably nervous, and the camera rang wildly.

Then, all the reporters found a wicked smile on Chen Bin's face......

Then I realized that his claws were drawn out very quickly, but they did not spread at all!

"Damn it!" Those reporters with cameras really wanted to throw their cameras in Chen Bin's face all of a sudden.

Don't waste everyone's expressions like this!

Moreover, when the reporters are so concentrated, they tease the reporter for having a heart attack, who is responsible?

King, who had been sitting on the top and crossed his hands on the table, watched Chen Bin make a bad deal to reporters, but just shook his head and held back his thoughts of fragmentation......

The small ball drawn was not big, and it was held in the palm of Chen Bin's palm, and the color was just out of sight.

After waiting for about three seconds, Chen Bin slowly opened his palm......

There was a sigh from the audience.

Yellow.

Many reporters hit the wall in their hearts while taking photos: "Damn, damn it, damn it, why isn't it red?" Why isn't it the second round of the Furious War? Why don't you give them some exciting news!! ”

But. The results of the draw have come out, and the Nine-Tailed Fox did not meet the furious battle in the second round as they expected. They also have no way.

Go on.

Sitting next to Chen Bin, the leader of the twelve ancestral witches, Wu Meihua, is also known as the three-centimeter plum painting. put away the fan with a snap and took the box directly from Chen Bin's hand......

As she slowly pulled her hands out of the box, everyone took another breath.

Yellow, yellow again.

The first pair of opponents in the second round has been released!

Nine-tailed fox, twelve ancestral witches!

"Alas, there is no way," Sanli Mei Hua spread out her hand and smiled defiantly at Chen Bin. "Chen Bin, you didn't play a practice match with us before the game, do you regret it now?"

"You're scaring me?" Chen Bin smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"It's not to scare you," Sanli Mei unfolded her fan and covered her mouth with a smile, "It's just that you have never done pre-game training against us, and we have done a lot of training against you, so you are not easy to fight." ”

"Huh. Sister, I warn you, don't scare me easily......" Chen Bin said with a smile.

"Oh? How about that otherwise? Sanli Mei looked back at the past without any embarrassment.

"I'm so frightened that I want to pay for it!" Chen Bin spread his hands and smiled, looking like "I'm a god, I can't afford to pay if I'm scared".

"Damn!" The black line of the players in the audience is slipping.

The relationship between the nine-tailed fox and the Twelve Ancestral Witches was originally good. The taunting battle between the two sides was not too big, but Chen Bin joked casually, which made the atmosphere in the conference room. It's a little easier.

Wen Suwen glanced at Qin Qianlu quietly, and neither of them spoke.

The one who took the box from the hand of the three plum paintings. It was Wen Su, the captain of the Buyun team, who asked......

The reporters were excited again.

Red, red!

Almost all the reporters shouted in their hearts.

Although the Buyun team can only be regarded as a first-class team. It's not a top team, but if she draws the red ball, at least they have something to write about as a reporter......

Qin Qianlu and Wen Su asked, the arena duel of the captain-level couple of the sword battle!

What a good theme!

It's a pity that the facts once again did not give the journalists face.

As Wen Suwen's little hand was pulled out of the box, everyone saw the color of the ball—blue.

At this point, there are still two small balls left in the box.

One red, one blue.

The only ones who haven't drawn lots are Ye Jiaoyang and Nie Yan.

Originally, Ye Jiaoyang was already ready to take the box, but on Zhan Ge's side, Liang Xiaoze took the box first and handed it to Nie Yan......

Although Ye Jiaoyang sat far away, Nie Yan was not close, if it was according to the tacit agreement, Ye Jiaoyang should be allowed to draw lots first.

However, Liang Xiaoze is a ......

Everyone just frowned, not expecting him to understand tacit understanding, and didn't say anything.

Nie Yan glanced at Liang Xiaoze before reaching into the box.

Then, pull it out.

"Blue Ball!" The reporters suddenly felt that there was no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers were bright and there was another village.

"Ahhh......h

If it weren't for the fact that cheering at this time is quite out of position, many reporters are really cheering now!

Since Nie Yan drew out the blue ball, the only ball left in the box must be red......

Red, the last to belong to the Red Nest team!

The results of the second round have been released, the nine-tailed fox against the twelve ancestral witches, Buyun against the battle Ge, and, the wild battle against the red nest!!

The journalists were satisfied.

I'm really satisfied!

Tang Fan's amazing show skills, against the red nest, which is famous for his show, thinks with his toes, it will be a game with rich highlights!

In an instant, even Chen Bin and the others turned into air, and all the reporters crowded to Ye Jiaoyang's side......

"Team Ye, how do you feel now? As the inventor of bullet time, do you have a way to deal with Tang Fan's performance of moving neutron bullet time? ”

"I think Team Ye should have something to say when facing the last red ball left in the box, right?"

"Team Ye, Team Ye...... I'm sure the fans of Red Nest must be worried right now, is there anything you want to say to them? ”

Every reporter has countless questions to ask, and it is already very good that Ye Jiaoyang can hear one or two of them clearly.

However, Ye Jiaoyang did not rush to answer the reporters' questions, but reached into the box and took out the red ball from the box.

Then, he turned to the staff of the organizer: "Can I keep this little sun as a souvenir?" ”

The staff member was stunned for a moment, and immediately nodded: "When ...... Of course. ”

When the reporters heard Ye Jiaoyang say this, they immediately turned their attention to the small ball, and then there was another click.

The corners of Ye Jiaoyang's mouth showed his proud smile as before: "What do you think this ball looks like?" ”

The reporters in the audience were silent in the "......".

"It's like a burst of red sun!" Ye Jiaoyang muttered to himself, stroking the little ball like a lover, "I like red!" Looking at it, the blood in people's whole body burned to 100 degrees in an instant. ”

"Ahhh ”

However, the reporters who spoke up felt that the focus seemed to be wrong.

Most of the time, the Red Nest doesn't care too much about winning or losing, they want strong enough opponents, exciting games, a stage that can make them show off, and the fans off the stage who keep screaming for them!

In the last game, maybe the Red Nest was really suffocated......

If the Red Nest is allowed to play another Tingxiang Pavilion in the second round, it is estimated that the captain-level masters of the Red Nest will all be suffocated from internal injuries!

(To be continued......)