Slap —!
A palm suddenly slapped his neck, and then there was one less mosquito in the world … The guy who killed the mosquito shifted his body and changed his posture. Soon, the sound of snoring came out again.
He looked very indecent.
"Ugh … Eleanor, I can't eat anymore … Let me go … I really can't eat anymore … Ugh …"
There were even some strange, painful sounds coming from this guy's mask.
In this [Power Competition], there were actually people who didn't care about the competition at all. Instead, they were snoring from the beginning. I've had enough!
These guys who called themselves the 3K!
Speaking of which, who was Eleanor?
Hmph! If it weren't for the fact that the other masked guy was holding a notebook and pen in his hand, writing and drawing diligently, and seemed to have a decent attitude as he took notes, he would have long been unable to stand it and would have mocked and ridiculed them … This was a local racist trash organization in America.
However, speaking of which, the Eagle Jam Country that had the absolute advantage in terms of national strength didn't have any outstanding achievements in the field of Transcendents … Other than a few masked guys, it seemed that only the [Black Order] was reported to the Eagle Jam Country from its territory.
However, the [Black Order] didn't originate from the Eagle Jam Country.
It was in the European continent. Because of the church's ruthless attitude, it had to follow the upsurge of immigration and quietly develop in the Eagle Jam Country where Transcendents were lacking.
However, the nearby spectators who were affected by the sound of a sleeping guy killing a mosquito soon stopped caring … They were more concerned about the next challenge.
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The female knight of the [Knight Mechanism] won three out of three battles. The first battle was commendable, but the next two battles were too fake.
However, now that Lancelot's beads were full, she automatically lost the qualification to be a challenger and could only be challenged.
From the strength displayed by Lancelot, she was far less terrifying than the Hundred Calamity Priest and the Japanese Onmyoji … The strength of this female knight was an acceptable strength, a strength that could be defeated.
However, Lancelot's three victories gave another idea to the Transcendents present who had the strength but missed the beads due to various reasons.
Instead of waiting blindly, why not take the initiative to attack and eliminate those who had no ability in the first place?
Some people managed to snatch the pearl during the competition. Most of them were willing to do so because of the Golden Light Wall released by Chellona and Shinryū … Once that thing was released, it was impossible to enter the arena again. However, there were always some people who were lucky enough to pick up the pearl and leave immediately, thinking that they had gotten a good deal for nothing.
Perhaps the female knight's next two opponents were really weak, so she was able to fight evenly.
Just like the human countries, there were very developed and powerful countries all over the world, but at the same time, there were also poor countries where the people were still suffering from hunger, and the entire national treasury couldn't even gather the money for a supercar.
Even Transcendents had barren lands.
Even the Revival of Qi half a year ago could hardly change those places that had been barren since ancient times. Because of that barren nature, Extraordinary powers were like seeds that could hardly germinate in those places, and were still in the budding stage even now.
Their minds instantly became active, and in the following time, they put their ideas into practice.
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When Lancelot waited for a moment and no one came up to challenge her, she returned to Mr. Gareth with the three pearls. A magician from the Northern European diplomatic mission directly came up to the arena.
He picked a soft persimmon.
Mr. Gareth didn't care about this at this time.
In this conference, his goal for himself was to at least keep one pearl. Anyway, the queen didn't give him a death order to do what he had to do — he couldn't do it.
If Ferrell was excluded, the Knight Mechanism itself had a fatal shortcoming of lacking high-end combat power. This time, Lancelot was able to bring back three pearls, which was indeed a big surprise for Gareth.
"Lancelot, you are my pride!" He was not stingy with his praise. "After returning to China, I will use all my connections to find a suitable boyfriend for you!"
The silent female knight just glanced at Mr. Gareth expressionlessly and immediately sat down. At this time, Mr. Gareth also pulled out the drip needle and slowly stood up. "I'm going to warm up."
Like many Transcendents who chose to directly pick the soft persimmon fruit at this time, Mr. Gareth also planned to do so. He didn't intend to participate in the high-level battle, so he might as well try to maximize the results of the Knight Mechanism on the low-level battlefield.
"So, Mr. Ferrell, I'm going up. Where is Ferrell?"
At this time, Mr. Gareth discovered one thing. He didn't know when Ferrell had started to disappear again!
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…
The competition was in full swing, but it ushered in a competition schedule that couldn't be said to be unexciting, but it gave people a feeling that something was missing.
The various Transcendent teams at this time had hundreds of tricks up their sleeves. Some were strange, some were ferocious, and they were indeed amazing. But they still felt that something was missing.
Well, there was no aura that could easily shatter the sky and the earth between the strong.
But even so, the bead that Fire Cloud Evil God took out gradually began to gather at this time. The bead slowly flowed into the list of the Security Council that was originally drawn up by the summit meeting.
Moreover, for the time being, no wild strong appeared to break the list that was originally drawn up.
Somewhere in the stands, Mr. Che Tian, who was holding a pen and taking notes, slowly wrote some of his own opinions at the end of a page.
This challenge was indeed a competition used to block all voices against the existence of the Security Council. In the end, at the end of this competition, it would evolve into a competition for the right to speak on the Security Council's list.
After slowly writing this line of words, Mr. Che Tian thought again and then wrote another line of words.
According to the evaluation standards of the Secret Society, Sub-World No. 3, half a year after the Spirit Qi Explosion, can temporarily be evaluated as a Four-Star Transcendent Civilization. In addition, it has the potential to become a Five-Star Civilization.
The tip of Mr. Che Tian's pen paused on the word 'potential' and lightly tapped a few times. After a moment of silence, he suddenly erased that line.
He flipped to a new page, and this page started recording the schedule of the Challenger League.
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During this period, the Tear of God suddenly began to explode. Just as the Transcendents who possessed the Tear of God feared, the secret medicine that was clearly heaven-defying was ultimately reduced to a common item that everyone had a bottle of.
They gritted their teeth and swallowed the Tear of God, or else they would not have been able to defeat their opponents.
At present, the challengers and the challenged appeared one after another as if they were looking at flowers on horseback.
But when he saw those who were two or three levels lower suddenly having their strength increase one after another, Fire Cloud Evil God could not help but frown … he even suspected that this was some sort of scheme.
Otherwise, why would so many Transcendent organizations have that mysterious medicine that could increase a person's strength?
It would make sense if only one or two people had it … Who did not have a trump card?
But with everyone having one … could it be that this thing could be sold in bulk?
But what about the purchasing channels?
And according to Fire Cloud Evil God's observations, he clearly found that those who had their strength increase did not seem to be affected at all when their strength regressed to its original level … No matter if it was spirit, qi, or spirit, there was no loss.
At this moment, he understood that Nangong Dou and Taoist Solitary Cloud's fainting was not because of the secret medicine …
But why did this secret medicine only appear in these Transcendent organizations that were two or three levels lower?
He secretly asked Baijie, Chiichi Kamiya, and even discussed with the leaders of the Four Spiritual Clans — they did not know about the existence of this secret medicine.
"It feels like … there's an invisible hand that's quietly pulling the strings of this competition." At this time, Fire Cloud Evil God's brows were knitted together as he muttered to himself, "Master Long, what do you think of this matter?"
He subconsciously looked over, only to see Chellona's Shinryū lowering his head and sending a message on his phone … as if he did not hear what Fire Cloud Evil God said just now.
"… Lord Long?"
"Ah? What did you say? "Chellona's Shinryū turned around." What do you mean what do I think? "
"… It's nothing." Fire Cloud Evil God shook his head, and then glanced at the screen of Shinryū's phone … It was actually an anti-peeping screen?
"Old man, what are you looking at?" Chellona's Shinryū raised his voice, as if someone had stepped on his tail.
"… Nothing." Fire Cloud Evil God shook his head again, and thought for a moment. "Lord Long, it looks like this competition is about to enter the third stage. Those who are really strong should be going up soon … I hope you can be more tolerant of the ordinary people present. "
"Don't bother me if there's nothing." Long Xiruo said impatiently.
Fire Cloud Evil God smiled bitterly, he knew that Chellona's Shinryū would not leave them alone … even if the woman who claimed to be Shinryū's godmother was not in the stands of the media area, with Long Xiruo's temperament, he would never leave the ordinary people alone.
"Huh?"
At this moment, Fire Cloud Evil God could not help but exclaim in surprise.
There were very few things in this world that could surprise Fire Cloud Evil God — at this moment, Chellona's Shinryū, who was sending a message, could not help but look up.
In a flash, she saw what surprised Fire Cloud Evil God … It was a woman.
A woman with a mask on her face, and at the same time, wearing a white training suit.
"Huh?" Chellona's Shinryū could not help but exclaim in surprise at this time.
Fire Cloud Evil God's face turned serious. "Lord Long, did you see something?"
"Yes." Chellona's Shinryū nodded at this time, and then said very seriously and with a bit of jealousy, "This woman and you are wearing the same … couple's outfit? How could an old man like you find a girlfriend?! It's not fair! "
— — What the hell is in your head, you old man?!
— Even if you are an old virgin for thousands of years, you are still a Chellona's Shinryū, don't act like a resentful woman, okay?
"Cough cough cough … I don't know this girl!" Fire Cloud Evil God could not help but cough a few times, and quickly said, "What I mean is, this girl is not simple … I'm afraid she is not a simple warrior. But among the famous and talented warriors of Chellona, I can't remember any information about this girl. "
In the Divine Great Land, the Xuanyuan Palace was basically the only martial artist left. Apart from the Xuanyuan Palace, the gap in martial artists was much more severe than the Dao Sect during the Revival of Qi … The Fire Cloud Evil God was an anomaly. He was wild, and the wild kind at that.
But there was only one Fire Cloud Evil God in Chellona, so Xuanyuan Palace was still the holy land of warriors — but Xuanyuan Palace's martial arts inheritance had never been passed down to outsiders.
"This woman …" Chellona's Shinryū could not help but seriously look at the masked woman in white exercise clothes on the stage. "Could it be …"
"Could it be?" Fire Cloud Evil God quietly stretched his neck a little.
Chellona's Shinryū said seriously, "Is she really not your girlfriend?"
"Lord Long, don't be ridiculous!"
Chellona's Shinryū shook his head at this time, and said suddenly, "She should be a dead person, but she is still here. Maybe there is something on her that saved her life. What's this woman's name? "
Fire Cloud Evil God waved his hand and grabbed a piece of information. After glancing at it, he frowned and said, "Only her name, no surname … Chuyang."
"Chuyang?" Chellona's Shinryū was stunned subconsciously.
She suddenly remembered the question Mo Xiaofei asked her when she came out from the hotel where Young Master Tantalizing Wolf stayed.
— Master, do you know Chuyang?
Was Little Fei referring to this …?
Chellona's Shinryū couldn't help but ponder at this time.
"Yes, Chuyang." Fire Cloud Evil God nodded, "She represents the Dao Sect Association … not the various Dao Sects, but directly under the name of the Dao Sect Association. A mysterious warrior actually uses the name of the Dao Sect Association … "
While they were talking, the masked woman in white exercise clothes went up the stage and directly attacked a burly boxer who looked like a giant bear.
The boxer was over two meters tall, with distinct muscles all over his body. It was as if his body had been polished into a steel giant … He came from the highlands of Siberia, where he was from a mysterious and extremely famous devil training camp.
However, facing such a strong opponent, the masked woman in white exercise clothes who was less than one-third of the opponent's body was as weak as a child.
However, to everyone's surprise, the masked woman also threw out a punch when facing this terrifying opponent's iron fist.
Bang —!
Loud sound!
The sound was so loud, like a sonic boom. The air waves rolled, and the simple pressure of the fist turned into a strong wind, even blowing to the eight grandstands!
The boxer from the devil training camp directly broke his arm under the punch of the masked woman, and his body flew out … smashing into the guardrail of the grandstand. Finally, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
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"This is …" Fire Cloud Evil God was stunned, "What fist art …"
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"Emperor's Martial Arts?" Chiichi Kamiya put down the teacup in his hand, frowned, and muttered to himself, "Who is this girl … Chuyang, Chuyang? I seem to have heard this name somewhere … "
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"Chuyang …" Hundred Calamity Daoist opened his eyes at this time, as if he was immersed in some memories.
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"Emperor Shocking Fist!" On the grandstand, Mr. Song's eyes suddenly narrowed, "Only the first emperor could learn this martial art, how could it appear on this woman … Gong Fanxing, where are you?!"
"I'm here!"
"Go and meet this mysterious woman."
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