In front of everyone's eyes, Zhang Xiaowang had to stand up.

Now, he can't say he doesn't want to, right? Although he didn't want to sign a contract in his heart, he couldn't show it, otherwise he was likely to be slapped by Fan Lao and become seriously injured and disabled, this is the reality.

"How do I sign a contract?" Zhang Xiaowang took a step forward, gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Dan, squeezing out a question.

"It's very simple, the first drop of blood is on it, and the things that were negotiated before will naturally form a demon contract." Yang Dan explained slightly, and at the same time casually threw the contract scroll to Zhang Xiaowang.

Zhang Xiaowang didn't want to take it, but he had to take it, and then there was a hesitation.

After a while, Yang Dan was really impatient, so he said sarcastically: "If you don't dare to sign it, forget it, your Array Painter Alliance is just like this, there is no one who is enough to plant, and you will hold a bird competition?" Disbanded as soon as possible. ”

"Xiao Zhang, do you think that our Array Painter Alliance will cheat for personal gain in the competition?" Fan Lao Zou asked with eyebrows.

Zhang Xiaowang shook his head, feeling the urge to cry, and Yang Dan felt happy in his heart.

"Since you're sure that our old fellows won't cheat on favoritism, why don't you dare sign the contract? As long as you don't break the contract, why are you afraid of the contract? Fan Lao stood and spoke without backache.

In the end, under the persecution of everyone's eyes, Zhang Xiaowang reluctantly cut his finger and dripped blood.

Zhang Xiaowang's three drops of blood merged into the Demon Contract Scroll, and it flew into the air in a flash and collapsed.

"The contract is established!"

There was a demonic sound from the sky, although it was only four words, but it was enough to shock everyone present, so that everyone did not dare to look up at the sky for a while.

Hearing this familiar voice, the corners of Yang Dan's mouth twitched a few times, and he sighed in his heart: I fell for Morgana's trick again, and there are really no good goods for free, no wonder she is in a hurry to give me the demon contract scroll for nothing, and the proceeds of winning money will be more than thirty percent of her, Nima!

Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he didn't dare to think about it too much, lest he be caught by Morgana again, and the queen eavesdropped on his heart, so he had to be on guard.

Morgana's voice passed for a while, and the people present eased up, and their faces did not tense all the time.

"Now that the contract has come into effect, do you choose the top 30 finals bet or the championship bet?" Fan Lao looked at Yang Shan and asked with a smile.

"I estimate that it's no problem to enter the top 30 finals, the champion is still forgotten, if I can win the championship of this competition as a layman, then your formation painter alliance should really be disbanded, and it is useless for the Taishui alliance to come." Yang Shan said casually.

"Hahaha, you are a talent, you don't lose the frivolity of young people, but you can retreat in the face of difficulties, and you won't mess around, many young people can't do it." Fan laughed.

"It's because you're too old, many young people can do it, but some cantilevered clowns can't do it, I am on the land of China, and there are people who are more powerful than me." After Yang Dan finished speaking, the open sky footwork stepped out, and the figure disappeared in place in a flash.

The next moment, when his figure appeared, he had already come to the side of the three girls a hundred meters away, half lying on the edge of the sedan chair and pouring himself a drink.

The hand he showed shocked the melon-eating crowd on the field.

Because Yang Dan's speed is almost the same as Fan Lao, even if he is not as good as Fan Lao, he is qualified to compare with each other, which is enough to prove that his strength is strong, at least in terms of speed, few people can compare.

So everyone felt that they had underestimated Yang Dan, so that it had a shocking psychological effect.

Fan Lao raised his eyebrows lightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and then disappeared in a flash, appearing on the judges' seat of the competition.

There are 3,700 stone pillars in the arena, of which 3,600 are the positions of the contestants, and the 100 near the city gate are the positions of the judges, guests and hosts.

The two protagonists, Yang Dan and Fan Lao, are gone, and this melon-eating conference is over, and the melon-eating people present are scattering one after another.

"You loser, 10 million third-level blood essence is so vain? Why should you bet on the top 30? Isn't that a sure loser? The silly girl approached him with hatred, and her little hand grabbed his ear for a lesson, and the tone was exactly the same as the tone he had taught her before, and this time it was 'revenge'.

"How did you lose so sure? What if I win? Then harvest 300 million third-level blood essence, and you won't be able to earn that much money in a year. Yang Shan retorted.

"Why did you make it to the finals? Just by your skill level of three-legged cat formation? The silly girl asked unconvinced.

"That's right, it's my three-legged cat kung fu!" Yang Shan is full of confidence.

"You...... Hmph, if you lose, I'll let Xiaoqing beat you into a pig's head. The silly girl was angry and warned Yang Dan fiercely.

Yang Shan ignored her, pretended to be drunk, enjoyed the spirit wine by himself, and continued to accumulate his own heritage.

Although his god and demon body is not affected by ordinary medicines, it can accumulate medicinal power, which in turn makes the foundation stronger and promotes the improvement of strength.

Yang Dan's bickering mouth was plain, he looked back at Zhang Xiaowang's side, and flew directly into the air to set up a tea party, this time they did not nostrils to the sky, but looked down at the common people, more arrogant than the imaginary array painter.

They didn't seem to care about the gambling game, as if they had already decided that Yang Dan could not enter the finals, so they were relaxed, only Zhang Xiaowang felt a little uncomfortable, and he was reprimanded by Fan Lao.

But no matter what, time will always pass, and it is like a pig-killing knife, unconsciously 'obliterating' everyone, leaving not a single trace of blood.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, the square played beautiful music on time, and the contestants began their fancy entrance show, which can be called the entrance ceremony.

When the music sounded and the entrance ceremony began, the contestants who arrived in advance flew over the stone pillar one after another, looking for their own position to enter the venue.

Each contestant has a brand number, and the corresponding brand number is engraved on the painting table of the stone pillar, and the matching number can enter the competition smoothly.

After entering the table, put their respective numbers in the upper right corner of the table, and put them together with the number engraved on the table, and then there will be a staff member to check the number, if it is found that the number is not matched, then it will constitute the crime of competition deception, that is, become the target of the alliance of array painters, and the consequences are not generally serious.

"You're not in yet? It's fun to be a rotten drunkard all day long? The silly girl urged impatiently, and the more she looked at him, the more unpleasant it became, maybe she was concerned about it.

Yang Shan pursed his lips, didn't say anything, didn't quarrel with the stupid girl, disappeared in the sedan chair, and the next moment he appeared in the arena and landed on the stone pillar of his corresponding position.

He took out the brand and threw it on the table, after which he drank half-lying down with nothing to do, giving the image of a rotten drunkard.

The reason why he maintains this image to people and things is because he thinks this image is easy to use, and it can blind others' vision to a large extent, and he belongs to the image role of a powerful person with acting skills.

Just ask, if you see a drunkard staggering nonsense, will you disdain it? Does it feel like he's cheating?

At the same time, there is a saying in the reality before the end of the world: I have a certificate in hand, and I have it in the world.

This is the 'psychiatric syndrome', which is similar to Yang Dan's image of a rotten drunkard, who is an inspector who wants to circumvent the natural laws of heaven and earth.

Anyway, he doesn't care what other people look at him, so it doesn't matter.

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