The spectator seats of the Seven Star Contest were not as privileged as the Sevenstar Tower. But they could still watch the entire Seven Star Contest.
Those who were seated here were the followers of those people at the top of the Sevenstar Tower. Their statuses were also very different.
For example, the students of the various academies on the Continent's Honor Roll felt the pressure of the Seven Star Contest. However, the guests from the other three academies, who were also part of the Big Four, were clearly much calmer.
Morin, wearing a straw hat, stood among the people from the Precious Treasure Pavilion. His group looked as calm as the guests from the other four academies.
From the perspective of others, these traveling practitioners only had business opportunities in their eyes. They would not care too much about the difference in strength between the two sides. Little did they know, among this group of seemingly unconcerned people, there were forty people who cared more than anyone else about the strength of the North Style Academy in this contest.
But they were not like the others, especially the people from the other three academies, who were discussing the contest as if no one else was present. They were very low-key. If they had any communication, they would only do it in secret.
At this time, five people returned to the spectator seats and sat in a row of five empty seats. Their gazes were directed at Morin's row of five people.
"It's your turn to eat." The person who returned said.
"Yes."
The row of five people stood up and left quietly.
The Precious Treasure Pavilion always did things in an orderly manner and with propriety. Even when it was time to eat, they did not swarm together. Instead, they split into groups of five and took turns.
Morin's group of five left the spectator seats. They did not communicate with each other and walked silently towards the dining hall that was introduced to them earlier.
As soon as they entered, five people dressed in the same clothes as them stood up, and so they smoothly sat in the five seats that had just been vacated.
The five of them sat down and looked around. They were not only looking for food, but also business opportunities.
With the Seven Star Contest in progress, it would not be good for them to carry their boxes and sell their wares on the side of the training grounds. Although this would allow them to accurately grasp the customers. But the North Style Academy's Seven Star Contest was not a scene that they could turn into a marketplace.
Thus, this moment of eating became the best opportunity for them to grasp.
No matter if they won or lost, whether their performance was good or bad. Most of the time, he still had to eat. In theory, he could come into contact with all the participants of the North Style Academy. Of course, this was only in theory. Five people at a time was not enough to complete this task. Therefore, everyone could only search very carefully, searching for those that they had paid attention to while watching the General Examinations.
After that, he could search for those who might be able to get their promotion, which would be like adding wings to a tiger. If he could turn defeat into victory.
Morin and the other four did the same. Therefore, not long after they sat down, they each chose their target and set off.
The people of the Big Dipper Sect and the other guests in the cafeteria were already used to it. They had long since recognized this attire. In his heart, he admired the Precious Treasure Pavilion's ability to take advantage of the situation. It was no wonder that they could do so well in the cultivation world.
"Hello."
"Hello."
"Hello."
With the same opening remarks, the five of them began to recommend their products after selecting their respective customers.
Morin was no exception. He sat across from the table where the two most eye-catching rookies of the Seven Stars Trials were seated.
Ying Xiao and Lin Tianbiao.
After the end of this Seven Star Trials, no one would be unfamiliar with these two names.
Starting from the sixth lap, rushing to the fourth lap, such a performance was breathtaking. Of course, not compared to a certain abnormal monster.
But since it was not a monster. Then the fourth lap, it seemed that it was time to stop here.
Therefore, what Morin said was extremely tempting.
"Do the two of you want to take a step further?" He took off his straw hat. He took off his straw hat and asked with a smile.
"Who are you?" Ying Xiao asked.
"I represent the Precious Treasure Pavilion." Morin went straight to the point, "I've admired the heroic stance of the two of you in today's battle. Forgive me for being blunt, but with your current strength and consumption of energy, no matter if you want to stand firm in the fourth lap. Or if you want to advance further, there will be a certain degree of difficulty. "
"Do I need you to tell me that?" Ying Xiao glared. He did not overestimate himself, nor did he make a rash decision. He happily admitted the reality of what Morin said.
"This is the reason why I'm sitting here. Precious Treasure Pavilion, I don't think I need to introduce you any further. If the two of you want to rely on external help to increase your strength, then I can provide you with this option. "Morin said.
"Not interested." Ying Xiao's rejection was as straightforward as he admitted that his strength was not enough.
Morin did not pester him any further, his gaze already turned to Lin Tianbiao.
"Where's Young Master Lin?" He asked.
"You know me?" Lin Tianbiao was surprised.
"Like thunder piercing my ears." Morin said.
"But unfortunately, I'm not interested in your suggestion." Lin Tianbiao said.
"Sorry to disturb the two of you." Morin stood up and bowed slightly, then grabbed his hat from the table and left. Very quickly, he found his next target, and began his speech again.
There were some successful businesses, but most of them were unsuccessful. Most of the people in the Bei Dou Clan were aloof and virtuous. During the general examination, the act of buying a divine weapon to equip themselves was something that not many people could do.
But the people from the Precious Treasure Pavilion maintained their patience. After Morin and the other four walked to a few tables, they sat down to eat. Just as they finished eating, another five people dressed in the same clothes appeared in the dining hall again, and began a new round of promotion.
Amidst everyone's sighs of amazement, Morin and the other four left.
The five of them had made a deal, but no one cared about it.
The deal was just a cover.
Their disciplined behavior was only a cover for the negotiation they were about to conduct here.
When Yan Ge arrived at their place, every step was done very carefully, and he was fully prepared.
The five of them took turns to eat, just to ensure that there would always be someone in the dining hall for a long period of time.
And the person they were waiting for, might come, might not come, it all depended on whether there were any changes in the situation.
So when Morin and the other four arrived, they saw Lin Tianbiao.
The five people who had left also gave them a hint.
So they completed their contact with Lin Tianbiao. It seemed to be an ordinary promotion, but Morin had already hidden a trick in the straw hat he put on the table.
Lin Tianbiao did not give them any information, but told them to pay attention.
This meant that there was a change in the situation, but it was temporarily unknown, so they needed to pay attention.
Lin Tianbiao successfully sent out the instructions, and Yan Ge returned to the third round after one round of the fourth round.
His actions would not arouse too much suspicion. After all, he was a doctor. In such a situation, there were many people who needed his help. His Seven Star Token was sometimes obtained in such a way.
Now, he was standing in front of a person who seemed to be in need of help.
"How is it?" he asked.
"I won't die, I can still go to the second round."
The one who answered him was Sun Yingsheng. He won, but it was a bitter victory. Challenging a First Disciple in this state?
Sun Yingsheng's smile was very bitter, without the slightest joy that a winner should have. He looked at the Seven Star Token he had just won, enough for him to enter the second round.
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