Chapter 247: It's really interesting, are the old grandfathers in the New Territories so cute?The older you get, the more loving you are~
After Misaka's detailed explanation, I learned that the team competition of this arena competition is not as unbearable as I thought, although the gold content has always been inferior to the individual battle, but it is definitely not a bad thing like the **** conference. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
As for the three sisters who sell meat, they are indeed one of the dark horses praised by the organizers of this competition, and the selling point is the appearance of the chicken, and the relatively strong combat ability, at least the information shows that these three people can join forces to compete with the S-level mythical beast. Among the teams participating in the team competition, it can be regarded as a first-class level.
"This is also the organizer's helpless move, in recent years, the level of the team competition has deteriorated, and the popularity has also lost greatly, many viewers left the venue directly after watching the individual battle, not to mention the gambling market, and even the ticket situation is not good-looking, so in recent years, I have considered transformation, and these three sisters are the result of reform......
Misaka said, sighed, and said with irony: "This situation, just like Sakurajima's animation industry, when the market is sluggish, there are a lot of cute and meat films......"
I'm not averse to selling meat slices, but if the team competition is purely meat-selling, then it's not interesting to participate in person...... Okay, I'll go back and criticize the **** spirit of Feng Yin, and the competition will be over. But then again, the Goddess of Dawn, who exposed her true image in the personal battle, is actually more suitable for hype than these three sisters.
Misaka raised his eyebrows: "Who dares to fry?"
...... Why do you have to be so repulsive? Aren't idol stars bad? Your face is barely reasonable, although you have a thin body, no breasts and no ass, but after all, the combat power is there, and it's not a completely hype space, don't you think it's interesting?
"I don't think so!"
Cracking sound!
After being blasted out of the house by Misaka with a super electromagnetic cannon, I dusted myself off and thought I had a brilliant idea to shoot. Misaka is really stubborn.,Isn't it just selling cute?
As a result, the conversation with Misaka ended in nothing, and I was going to pull her into the gang, and even let her help me with the situation of the snake-eye ring, but it was so hard to be blasted out, which is really unlucky.
Forget it, let's go find trouble with Feng Yin first, and actually tried to pull me to **** with me, it's really vicious~
As a result, when he found Feng Yin, this guy was actually indignant and took a bite back: "I rely on that slut in Misaka to slander me so despicably!
Nonsense.,If you want to move at this time, you also move Y hair.,Worry about eyebrows P.,Don't explain it.,Anyway, the answer from Misaka is no way.,I'm too lazy to participate in this kind of cute contest.,You have to fight yourself and find someone to fight.,I don't accompany you.。
“......”
Feng Yin's expression at this time reminded me of the time when I started a G group with him in an online game, but because of the situation when Siberia was wiped out until the group was dispersed, my heart was full of hesitation, the same autumn wind was bleak, and the same heart was like ashes, which was sad and lamentable.
"You really don't fight?"
Of course I don't fight, I'm not idle now, and there are millions of light clusters in the snake eye ring waiting for me to go to the lucky ......
Feng Yin nodded: "That's right, since Misaka won't join, you really don't need to take the risk to participate in the competition." ”
Classmate, what do you mean by this statement?
Feng Yin shrugged his shoulders, with an expression that he still needs to ask more questions: "Isn't it? If Misaka participates in the team competition as an opponent, you, who lose to her and have a shadow in your heart, obviously have to stay away." ”
Xiaofeng, you are no longer a provocation but a provocation, who loses to her to the psychological shadow? In the individual competition, I fought against her, and the final winner was ......
"But who is it? is it you or she who is standing on the podium to accept the prize?"
...... The situation is special and cannot be often reasoned with.
Feng Yin continued to grab the white: "It is true that when it comes to the depth of the lower limit and the thickness of the skin, Misaka is difficult to beat, but if it is a fair duel, purely based on the consideration of combat power, you dare to pat your chest and say that you can defeat Mikoto Misaka?"
Haha, what's not to dare? Of course I can win.
"Very well, then show me the proof! Otherwise, it's just empty talk!"
......Uncle ****, he actually set up Lao Tzu!?
Feng Yin smiled slightly: "In a word, do you want to fight?"
...... Okay, then let's fight.
After finishing speaking, I suddenly heard a strange footstep sound outside the door, as if a large number of people were approaching, and the breath was quite strong, obviously a master.
There is never a shortage of masters in the arena, but a large number of masters are approaching, it is difficult to make people have good associations, I glanced at Feng Yin, and at the same time made preparations for battle, but the battle spirit had just been mobilized, and I felt a gentle force infiltrate from outside the door, expressing goodwill with a peaceful attitude, as if to prevent the possibility of the situation from intensifying.
Conveying thoughts from invisible power is unheard of!So instead of giving up, Feng Yin and I burned our fighting spirit even more vigorously.
It doesn't matter which way you are, the cow ghost and snake god, defeat it first.
"Presumptuous!"
A roar was accompanied by a loud clatter of the door being violently opened, and at the same time, the door to the lounge was slapped open by a draenei warrior wrapped in plate armor, and slammed into the wall behind it, dust falling and several pieces of delicate paint falling. The Draenei warrior wore a large helmet shaped like a leaky spittoon, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, a fierce and hostile gaze.
Generally speaking, when dealing with this kind of miscellaneous soldiers, I will never tolerate a slap to death, but among the outsiders, this is just a pawn, and the plate armor on his body is the uniform suit of the arena staff, and the real big man is still behind.
Since there are big people visiting, these little things don't care about it for the time being, behind a few burly warriors, the source of that power is slowly approaching, and when approaching the door, an old voice sounded, with a slightly stiff accent, and said in Huaxia: "It's a pleasure to meet you, adventurers from different planes~"
Who are you? Uncle the village chief of the novice village?
Before I could finish my sentence, Wind Groan stomped on my foot and whispered, "Don't mess around, that's the High Priest!"
In fact, in the Draenei church, there is more than one high priest position, and the office of authority in the church is not the highest, however, there is only one high priest as a substitute for the title alone.
The supreme power of the city of Shattrath, whose name is ...... Okay, I'll admit I don't remember his exact name either, but as one of the most powerful people in the New Territories, I've always remembered such a person.
In the individual final, he once attended and watched, which caused a lot of sensation, and now he himself ran to the players' lounge, causing a bigger sensation, so it is no wonder that there is such a crowd outside.
Not only the high priest himself's guards, but also the bodyguards arranged in the arena, a total of no less than a hundred, surrounded the corridor, but the aura of everyone else combined, not as strong as the high priest alone.
When the old man smiled and parted the crowd and walked into the room, the pressure on his face was even stronger.
Through the soft halo, I saw a small old man with a clumsy figure, a dwarf by the standards of the Draenei, but about one meter and six, hunched over, as if he could swallow his breath at any moment.
However, he has been holding this breath for hundreds of years, and it is still condensed, how many enemies have swallowed his breath, he is still alive, and when he fights, he will transform into a burly man, which reminds people of the children and tigers and turtles in the legend of the mother planet......
So, what is this macho brother for?
"Hehe, don't be nervous, don't be nervous. The High Priest waved his hand, his gray beard trembling with his movements, and then a soft but irresistible force erupted from within him, pushing the idlers out of the room and shutting the door.
...... Why, is this trying to commit murder and hurt people? Interesting, if you want to brush me and the wind alone, Your Excellency the High Priest is worthy of being a NO in the New Territories. 1 of the peerless fierce man.
"Hehe, how is that possible. The High Priest smiled and shook his head, then trembling to the corner of the lounge and sitting down slowly on the sofa.
"Just based on the relationship between Shattrath City and the Floating Island, I can't face you with a sword, heh, it's rare to meet the heirs of the Floating Island, and it doesn't make sense if you don't come forward to see it in person. ”
The High Priest smiled and looked at me and Feng Yin, and then fixed his gaze on Feng Yin: "This is your servant? ”
Burst...... The old man has a good eye!
Feng Yin was annoyed and angry: "Who is the servant!?"
The high priest was slightly surprised: "Isn't it?, the heirs of the floating island often carry their servants to take care of their daily lives, and I wonder why your servants are male, do I think too much?"
No, it's just that the old man has too much on the Internet.
"Ahem......" The old man turned his head, a little embarrassed.
Feng Yin was kind enough to solve his problems in time: "Your Excellency High Priest speaks Huaxia well, but it doesn't look like a spell translation?"
The high priest nodded: "I am self-taught, the level needs to be improved, I am older, and my learning ability is not as good as before after all, but when I see interesting things, I still can't help but learn, and I can only live for a long time...... Okay, let's not talk about it, this time I came here, first, to show goodwill to you, and second, I also want to ask, when will the Floating Island send troops to cooperate with the Shattrath Expeditionary Force to besiege the Dark Temple?"
The High Priest's intention was clearly to focus on the latter, but ...... Old man, even if you ask me about this matter, I can't answer it, I basically don't know anything about the floating island, you asked the wrong person, if you want to know, you should go to the imperial ...... Oh, Goddess of Dawn.
When the high priest heard my answer, he was astonished: "I don't know anything, no, it can't be someone from outside the Floating Island who can resonate with that ring, at least that's what the kid who gave me the ring said." ”
Give you the ring? Didn't the ring come out of a club?
"yes, I gave it to KPMG. ”
...... Interestingly, as the conversation deepened, it seemed that a conspiracy was gradually taking shape above his head, just now, the high priest said, there is a child who gave him the ring?
"Well, a human girl with a temperament very similar to yours is very cute. ”
The old man stroked his beard and tried to recall, "What's the name...... Like, Cybria?"
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