Under Shui Ning'er's Nine Yin White Bone Claws, Mu Sen survived with difficulty, lived until the stars were about to disappear, and lived until the light gradually appeared. The entire martial arts department began to make noise, the Jiazi class, the Bingyin class and the four battalions and a regiment moved at the same time, the armor collided and made a loud noise, they formed six phalanxes, and the momentum could soar into the sky.

Mu Sen waved at them, "Let's go." ”

The silver flowed like water.

When they reached Death Canyon, the last star fell. Mu Sen took a deep breath, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, since he entered the martial arts department, he began to plan the speed competition, after several hardships, during which the world was troubled, and he had to see life and death, and now he can finally ......

Make money!

At this time, Death Canyon was completely transformed with the help of You Jun's hands and the Architectural Association. At the entrance of the canyon, a magnificent gate towers, the gate is about ten zhang high, six zhang wide, and there is a plaque with gold characters on a red background hanging at the top, which reads 'Death Canyon' four handsome characters. And under the plaque is a temporary banner, 'I wish the first Luoyang Xiaodian Cup Soaring Speed Competition a successful success!'

Through the gate, I saw the deep canyon smoky, hazy, and unreally, as if it had been covered with a veil of mystery. And when the spiritual power was released and wanted to penetrate this veil, it was found that the spiritual power was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it was swallowed up in an instant.

At this time, in front of the gate, there were already people sitting on a temporary high platform made of water elements, and Mu Sen smiled, "Old man, come so early." ”

Li Changhe glanced at Mu Sen and said lightly, "I'm not afraid that you will do something?"

Mu Sen was not angry, "Am I the one who does things?"

"Yes. ”

I can't talk about it, I didn't talk about it at all. Mu Sen waved his hand at the many student soldiers, and then said that the six phalanxes of the martial arts department and the four battalions and one regiment instantly went out to sea like dragons, quickly occupying a favorable position, forming six vigilance arrays. Then, under Mu Sen's command, these six vigilance arrays gradually merged into one.

When the formation was formed, a vigorous aura of slaughter spread all over the world, dispersing towards the surroundings, setting off a circle of dense ripples like fish scales in the surrounding space, making many Qingyang teachers and students who came in advance awe-inspiring.

Many Qingyang teachers and students have cast their admiring eyes on Mu Sen, and Xindao is really an unborn master of the art of war, who can actually make veterans, recruits, and different battle groups quickly integrate and form a large formation. With this hand alone, the wooden sacrificial wine does not have to worry about starving to death.

Mu Sen sensed the admiring gaze of Qingyang's teachers and students, but he didn't let it flutter. It's not that he's suddenly humble, it's that he's a fart master of the art of war, and I'm just a porter.

I'm sorry, Sun Dada.

I'm sorry, Li Dada.

Sorry......

Just when Mu Sen was apologizing frantically in his heart, Li Changhe glanced at Mu Sen and said, "What, are you going to fight in a group?" Although today's scene needs people to maintain order, you are too exaggerated. A group of people are looking at the eagle and the momentum is surging, what, let's have a warm-up game before the game?

Mu Sen grinned, "How can I be! I'm a group fighter, right?"

"Yes. ”

Still can't talk. He found that now Li Changhe also has a powerful skill that will die if he chats one day. Really, when you're old, you can't speak softly and be kind? What the hell are you, old man......

Alas, the old people now, it's amazing, it's amazing......

"Old man, don't you keep looking at me, okay?" Seeing that Li Changhe kept staring at him, Mu Sen felt a little furious in his heart, "I really didn't think about fighting in a group, I just wanted to take everyone out to see the world and accumulate experience in maintaining large-scale activities." ”

"Really?"

"There is absolutely no real thing like a fake in my house. ”

Li Changhe looked at Mu Sen for a while, and finally nodded slowly, "It's better to do so." "This Biaosu Contest is no longer Mu Sen's petty fight, but it is about the face of the entire Qingyang Academy and even Qingyang City, if Mu Sen does something in the Biaosu Conference, then Qingyang Academy and Qingyang City are waiting to spread the wild.

The sky is white, and the red sun is rising, as if it is popping out of a line. Mu Sen's eyes were bright, and he finally waited for today.

The red sun rises again, and its path is bright. Mu Sen's eyes grew brighter.

Another stick of incense passed.

The brightness in Mu Sen's eyes began to turn into waves, and his face was full of irrepressible surprise, Ma Ji, what about people?! Until now, no warrior has appeared. Although there is still some time before the official start of the Biao Speed Competition, none of them arrived in advance, which is unreasonable......

Isn't everyone interested in the Art of War book now?

Could it be that the flow of people is too large and the traffic in Qingyang City is congested?

Don't......

......

For a while, countless thoughts were churning in Mu Sen's mind, this speed competition has condensed a lot of his hard work, if he does this at the beginning, then play a fart?!

Sensing Mu Sen's emotional changes, Li Changhe spoke, "As the person in charge of the martial arts department and a dignified military master, I don't have any concentration at all. ”

Mu Sen cried with a sad face, he wanted to have concentration, but the problem was that the speed competition had a tendency to smash into his hands. How did he not get in a hurry......

Maji, wouldn't you have to return the sponsorship fees if you messed up......

"Old man......" Mu Sen shouted with a worried face.

Just as Li Changhe was about to speak again, a figure came from tearing through the space. You Jun landed on the high platform and nodded at Li Changhe, "Everything is ready." ”

"What are you going to prepare?" Mu Sen wondered.

You Jun said, "Space magic weapon." ”

"Huh?" Mu Sen was even more puzzled.

You Jun explained, "Do you know how many martial artists came to participate in the Soaring Speed Competition?"

Mu Sen shook his head, he really didn't know that he had been busy running a chef class during this time and hadn't paid attention to these details. You Jun stretched out three fingers and shook them in front of Mu Sen's eyes.

"Thirty thousand?" Mu Sen asked.

You Jun shook his head.

Mu Sen asked again, "300,000?"

You Jun still shook his head.

Mu Sen's breathing began to become rapid, "Is it three million?"

This time, You Jun finally nodded. Although he had anticipated the scale of the competition after sending out countless invitations one after another, the number of more than 300 participants still made him a little surprised. Three million is not, and the total number of people in some of the smaller main cities is no more.

"How...... How can there be so many?" Mu Sen's head was buzzing, and he couldn't even speak.

"They are not alone!" Li Changhe said meaningfully at this time.

Mu Sen was stunned for a moment, and then reacted. He remembered a chat he had with Yue Zheng a few days ago, when Yue Zheng had just come back from Qingyang City, and Yue Zheng said that the warriors who came to Qingyang City now not only had a single warrior, but also many group warriors in the form of war groups, chambers of commerce, families, tribes, sects, etc.

Take Duobaoge as an example, this time, Duobaoge urgently dispatched 30,000 employees from all over Qingyang City to participate in the competition. In the eyes of Duobaoge and many forces, the speed competition not only depends on strength, but also on luck. There are more people participating in the competition by themselves, so the chances of good luck are also great, right?

Besides, even if so many people fail to get the top three in the end, there is nothing to lose, right?

There are countless forces with this kind of thinking, and even Qingyang Academy is no exception. Why are there so few teachers and students who arrived at the scene in advance? The answer is simple, that is, other teachers and students are already grinding their fists and preparing to participate in the competition.

As for whether their participation in the competition will cause dissatisfaction among the majority of participants, and even suspect that there is a shady scene in this competition, they don't care at all. After all, Mu Sen, the organizer, did not return to the referee's seat, but went directly to the field to compete, and they did this completely insignificant......

After Mu Sen figured out why there were so many people, his eyes began to roll, he looked at Li Changhe and You Jun, and said in a tentative tone, "With such a huge scale of the event, it shouldn't be too much to charge some entry fees, right?"

Before Mu Sen's words fell, he felt that two killing machines were coming with a monstrous wave, and Li Changhe and You Jun's faces were more stinky than the other. Li Changhe is for the face of Qingyang Academy, while You Jun is for the face of the Terran War Alliance. Although this competition seems to be initiated and hosted by the Martial Arts Department of Qingyang Academy, it has nothing to do with the Terran War Alliance.

But what is his identity?

He was an envoy sent by the Terran War-Alliance, and personally built the Death Canyon. And in this process, the Terran War Alliance also provided a lot of help.

So to a certain extent, the Terran War Alliance and this competition are in a relationship of both glory and loss. If Mu Sen does this, the majesty of the Terran War Alliance will ......

Hehe.

"Komori, ah......" You Junpi looked at Mu Sen with a smile.

Mu Sen's heart tightened, and then he said righteously, "I hate the kind of guy who is insatiable and wants to earn any money. What am I organizing the competition for?"

"For money?"

"No! I want to spread the Olympic spirit, higher, faster and stronger! The emphasis is on participation, never giving up, never being discouraged, and never bowing my head!"

......

Just when Mu Sen's tone was excited, the three generals Li Wu and Cen Xi came together. "What else is Komori talking about?" asked General Kohirofumi.

"Selling faces. Li Changhe said.

Gong Hongwen and a few others laughed, they understood that it must be Mu Sen who had another moth.

Seeing a few people like this, Mu Sen's face darkened, why are these guys so annoying...... "You don't understand the dream of a speaker." ”

"But we understand an actor's dream. General Ming Rong said with a smile.

"Huh?"

"It's just that I can pretend. "General Cen Xi mends the sword.

"Haha......"

"Haha......"

......

For a while, the field was filled with laughter like silver bells and barbells.

"Alright, let's get ready for the contestants to enter. After laughing for a while, You Jun waved his hand to stop everyone.