Chapter 173: The Drift of the Ming Dynasty (10)
Then he got on the elevator again, this time directly to the thirty-sixth floor, and then changed to an elevator, the elevator seemed to move laterally, and then fell down, and sat for two minutes before the elevator stopped, in short, it was very complicated.
When the elevator door opened, the original metallic texture suddenly disappeared, and a stone space was greeted by a stone space surrounded by repaired stones, which looked quite quaint.
The style suddenly degenerated into a cave man.
The middle-aged man didn't say anything, just walked ahead. This stone space is very wide. Soon, they came to a hall of about 500 square meters. It is surrounded by stone blocks, and at the top is a magnificent fresco.
On one side of the stone hall, there is a huge arch formed by two large gates that are fifteen meters high and thirty meters wide. Even the mecha will be easy to pass.
"This is the waiting area of the Great Fighting Arena, and you will be notified to enter the competition later." The middle-aged man pointed to the stone bench on the side, signaling that they could wait here first.
Feel like showing off your wealth, but the waiting area is so big? Do you have an artifact mine at home or what? Dig out a piece of artifact and squander it casually?
The middle-aged man walked to the side door, and at this moment, a faint noise suddenly sounded. The sound was rolling, startling everyone.
An impassioned host's voice echoed, "Shrek Academy came to provoke, can we bear it?" The students of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, let us unite sincerely, cheer for our players, and let Shrek's people roll back in ashes. We want to tell the mainland that we are the strongest academy in the whole continent. "At first glance, he was born in a professional class, specializing in writing manuscripts, and a set of words and sentences skillfully seemed to be engraved in DNA.
Under these incendiary words, the rolling waves sounded wildly. The shouts and cheers, the cursing, one after another, the collective Zu'an.
"Is this a demonstration to us?" Gu Yue's eyes narrowed slightly.
Tang Wulin said: "You want to put some pressure on us." Relax, everyone. ”
Xie Mi rolled his eyes, "What's the pressure?" How much is a pound? ”
Xu Xiaoyan rolled his eyes: "Don't pretend to be you, I don't know if my hands are sweating with fear." ”
Xie Mi took a deep breath, but couldn't think of a rebuttal sentence for a while.
Everyone laughed a few words, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.
Gu Yue raised her hands, and a circle of ice-blue light rose under her feet, gradually turning into an ice cover, enveloping the six of them. It can isolate everything from the outside world, and it can also isolate sound, and it is completely a confined space.
"Leave them alone." Guyue Road.
Ten minutes later.
"The game is about to start, please get ready to enter." The cold voice of the middle-aged man came.
The ice cover did not shatter, but quietly melted from the top, and the melted water element steamed directly into the air.
Ahead, two huge arches slowly opened, and the sound, which had been very noisy before, suddenly became more and more intense, and an extremely warm atmosphere came to the face.
The world beyond the arch was so bright that it was impossible to see it with an unknown number of flashing lights. The middle-aged man naturally walked towards the gate first.
Tang Wulin strode forward and walked in the front, behind him, Gu Yue, Ye Xinglan, Xie Mi, Xu Xiaoyan, and Xu Lizhi followed, and Long Ji walked silently at the back, inconspicuous.
This time, Tang Wulin's arrangement for Long Ji is to stabilize, harass and engage in sneak attacks, and use his unexpected ideas to engage in sneak attacks, which is what Long Ji is best at, but the focus is still that one word: stable!
As long as the dragon doesn't show his death, he will be killed by the show on the other side.