Song Kuang, you are very arrogant.
Morning, training grounds.
"Hahaha …"
Countless mocking laughter could be heard.
"Another zero."
"Another zero. This is a record breaker. There has never been a person who got zero in two tests in a row. What a weirdo."
On the announcement board, Long Fei's score in the Evil Vanquishing Mystic Realm was still '0'.
Strange!
"Zero is no longer important. Long Fei has already died in the Abyss of Death. He has created history, hahaha …"
"He has created the lowest record in history, and it is a record that no one can surpass. Hahaha …"
Everyone laughed.
Song Kuang had a proud look on his face as he sneered, "You dare to be arrogant with me? Come on."
"Hmph!"
Ye Jing Yun looked at the results on the announcement board and was infuriated. He rushed to the messengers and said, "Are you guys mistaken? The day before yesterday, Elder Yi Seng announced that Long Fei's score was perfect. It should be 100 points, not zero."
Nangong Yan did not understand either.
The messenger did not respond.
Ye Jing Yun was even more furious. "Shouldn't you guys give me an explanation?"
His eyes flickered and he shouted, "Why should I give you an explanation? Who do you think you are? Let me warn you, if you dare to clamor here again, don't blame us for being impolite. "
Ye Jing Yun also shouted, "100 points turned into zero. Shouldn't you give us an explanation?"
"You still dare to clamor?"
"Looking for a beating!"
One of the Divine Envoys shouted and suddenly attacked, punching Ye Jingyun's abdomen.
"Bang!"
Ye Jing Yun retreated tens of meters and spat out a mouthful of blood. Coupled with the sword wound from yesterday, he was on the verge of collapsing.
"You deserve it!"
"You really don't know how high the heavens are."
"Well fought!"
"Ye Jing Yun, Long Fei is already dead. Even if he gets a thousand points, what's the use? Why fight for glory for a dead man? "
"Hahaha …" Song Kuang laughed coldly. "Ye Jing Yun, you want to fight for your master? Too bad, you are too young."
All sorts of mocking laughter could be heard.
Ye Jingyun was extremely displeased. He clenched his fists tightly.
Song Kuang stared at the enraged expression on Qin Wentian's face as he spoke, "Are you not convinced? If you're not convinced, then don't stay here. Go home and drink your mother's milk, hahaha … "
Ye Jingyun replied, "Song Kuang, you want to provoke me to leave? Young Master Long's death has something to do with you. I will definitely take revenge. Just you wait. "
Ye Jingyun rarely worshiped someone.
Long Fei was the first!
This matter was obviously set up by Song Kuang. He had to take revenge for this.
Song Kuang coldly laughed, "With just you? You were like a dead dog yesterday, and you still dare to be arrogant in front of me. Trash, come at me if you have the guts. "
"Enough!"
At that moment, a monk descended from midair.
Nangong Yan immediately walked forward and said: "Elder, why did Long Fei's score become zero? You said yesterday that his score had reached a perfect hundred points."
A monk also wanted to know, so after the results came out, he immediately went to the Tong Shen Tower, but … He did not get any answers.
He only got one sentence, "Everything is based on the results on the noticeboard."
In other words.
There was no need for any reason to give you zero points!
It was just that domineering.
A monk frowned, shook his head slightly, and then said: "I'm not sure why the results changed, this is the result of the audit."
"Forget it!"
"Long Fei has fallen into the abyss of death. I'm afraid it won't be good for him."
"Are all the people here?"
A monk sighed in his heart, feeling sorry for Long Fei.
He had fought for Long Fei before, but it was useless. In exchange, he was humiliated, but he did not say anything about this.
A Divine Envoy replied, "Reporting to Elder, other than the one who died, including Long Fei who did not appear, everyone is here."
A monk nodded slightly and said: "Alright, then let's prepare for the third round of examination."
Nangong Yan said: "Elder, let's wait a little longer. Long Fei will definitely rush back, he will definitely not die so easily."
She was very familiar with Long Fei.
No matter what kind of predicament he encountered, he would be able to return alive.
In the Fire Glass City, he had gone from a trash with a broken Pubes to where he was today, not because of luck, but because of his strength.
She still believed that Long Fei was still alive.
"Hahaha …"
"Still alive?"
"Nangong Yan, is your brain flooded with water? Do you want me to teach you the common sense of the Death Zone? "Song Kuang laughed disdainfully, and said:" Those who enter that place will not be able to return alive … "
Ye Jingyun immediately reprimanded angrily: "That's why you framed Long Fei."
Song Kuang naturally wouldn't admit it, and said: "Ye Jingyun, don't slander me, I didn't ask him to go to the Profound Peak Cliff, you guys asked him to go."
Nangong Yan frowned.
She was indeed the one who asked Long Fei to go.
But she never would have thought that that place would be so dangerous.
At this time, a disciple shouted, "Elder, there's no need for us to wait for a dead person."
"Exactly!"
"Let's begin. Our time is not used to wait for the dead."
"Elder, people like Long Fei are not unqualified to participate in the examination."
… ….
Many of Song Kuang's lackeys cried out.
It didn't matter if you scored zero in the exam.
But if you were absent, it would be equivalent to being eliminated, and there would never be a second chance.
As long as the third round of examination began, if Long Fei was unable to appear on time, then even if he was absent, he would be eliminated. Regardless of whether Long Fei was dead or not, Song Kuang did not want to give Long Fei the chance to crawl back up.
With one less opponent, he had more hope.
Moreover.
In the future, when he became a member of the Heavenly Tower, he would have many ways to deal with a small Long Fei.
A monk frowned and said, "Wait another ten minutes."
"After ten minutes, we will begin immediately!"
Song Kuang laughed coldly, looked at Nangong Yan and said: "Nangong Yan, that brat is already dead, you should give up on this thought. I will definitely win the third round of the examination."
"How about this."
"Let's make an additional bet. If I win, you will be my woman. If I lose, I will never harass you again. How about it?"
Nangong Yan looked at Song Kuang coldly and said: "If you lose, kneel in Long Fei's courtyard and kowtow to admit your wrongs."
The corner of Song Kuang's mouth curled up slightly, and he said: "No problem."
A lackey beside him whispered, "Young Master Kuang …"
Song Kuang smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely win."
Alchemy was his forte, but this was not his 100% chance of winning. His chance of winning was the Spirit Grass in the spatial ring that Zhan Wushuang had given him.
High grade Spirit Grass!
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, ten minutes had passed.
Song Kuang laughed: "I say, that trash is dead, right? We can start now, right?"
"Even if he didn't die, he would still be considered absent from the examination. This kind of person who looks down on the Heavenly Tower should be eliminated and never have the chance to take the examination again."
At this moment.
In the distance.
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