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Tale of the Third World 32(2/2)

"It's just a rootless tree. Nowadays, just a little edge has caused a lot of troubles. If it is too obvious, I'm afraid it will be a handful of loess by now!" Even though the respected old dean was in front of him, Su Hang also expressed his thoughts directly.

I came out. I think the recent events have been a bit too depressing.

"It makes sense, but you can go all out this time. This time you brought back Meng Erduo's liver and gallbladder, which really affects the interests of too many people. All the efforts you have made are just to fight for you. But go

After the Shendu City, you have to rely on your ability. Although the four major families have pioneers, decades have not allowed them to control the wind and rain in a place like the Shendu City. As for your concern about staying in Blackwater City, I will use this old man to worry about you.

A weak body can bear it with all its strength."

"Why is this so!"

On the day of the school anniversary, the old dean did not say a word. Suhang should have complained a lot, but now that he thinks about it, he took it for granted. The resources owned by the four major families can almost be said to represent the entire Blackwater City.

The entire Blackwater City is in rebellion, why?

"I don't have much time left, and I am alone. I can only see the world behind me for you. It happens that you are an old friend of mine who likes you very much!" The old man said with growing joy in his eyes.

"Old friend? I wonder which senior you are?"

"Hahaha, I can see the young man's confidence!" The old man glanced at Su Hang's right hand and left with a long smile.

As the old man walked away, the dark corner became a little brighter. Su Hang looked at the ancient books in his hands in a daze. After returning from this trial, he did not see the reaper in the library again. Although he was always elusive,

You can often see it, but now that I think about it, I have never heard him cough.

"I don't know, senior." Su Hang vaguely knew the result, but still had hope and needed to confirm it.

"People of my generation, lonely and widowed, have no worries when they come or go, and there is no need to worry about others either!"

The old man's figure finally left the library, left the darkness, and appeared in the sunshine. But his figure was a little stooped. In the sunshine, the wrinkles on the old man's face became more dazzling, and he showed his age.

It only took one day to decide the nine people who would compete in the finals, and the process was uneventful. Even people couldn't remember all the nine names, because everyone thought that just remembering five names would be enough, and their quotas should be zero.

Suspenseful! Zhou Xiong of the Zhou family, Murong Yundi of the Murong family, Wu family are not afraid of death, Zhang Mang, an amateur, and Tong Ji of the Tong family, the five people are outstanding in strength. Even though the final decisive battle has not yet begun, everyone is already talking about their journey to God.

Will they all emit brilliant light? As a woman, Tong Ji is even more talked about. She has a beautiful face, but she has a charming figure at the age of seventeen. But she usually uses a long gun and wears a black shirt.

, indescribably different.

Zhang Mang, an amateur, is the only person who is not from a noble family. There is no conclusion about his strength. Although he does not take many shots, he has never been defeated. It is rumored that he once confronted Zhou Xiong. The two exchanged dozens of moves before they stopped fighting.

, never continued. Although this battle could not elevate him to the same height as Zhou Xiong, it also affirmed his skills. Because of the unknown, it left unlimited room for imagination.

Everyone is looking forward to the finals three days later. For Blackwater City, the quota to go to the divine capital has always been sacred and distant. However, this year's changes have made the competition for quota more open. Although it is not transparent, it is

As everyone can see, since it is a quota for the whole city, it will be difficult for the four major families to get half of it next time, and they will have to compete for the other half. No matter how strong they are, it will be difficult to be the enemy of the real city.

Although three days is not a short time, it is just a fleeting time in the expectation of the whole city. Three days is enough to attract people from the surrounding towns of Heishui City. Today, it is almost difficult to pass on the streets of Heishui City.

The closer you get to learning the preface to the book, the harder it becomes to move forward. Many people who are highly skilled in cultivation even get on the roof and leap away. However, not everyone is good at lightening the body, and some people step on the tiles, causing

Come to the house and yell at the shrew.

Perhaps in order to reduce the trampling caused by civilians watching the fun, today I just learned the book preface to deploy a supreme formation in the academy, attracting the multi-land air of heaven and earth to build a floating arena. There is even a teacher who built a projection array to project the people on the suspended arena.

The whole situation was photographed in various major squares in the city. Although no sound was heard, it was easy to go near Caixue Shuxu and be trampled.

Today's competition is hosted by the old dean himself. For so many years, people have been calling him old dean, but no one has ever cared about his name. Today, the dean is dressed in a nine-star Taoist robe, with his head held high, and he does not know the majesty.

The wind blew, ruffling the old man's gray beard and hair, making them float in an indescribably elegant way, as if he was about to ride away in the wind.

"The competition for the Shendu quota finals! Officially begins!" The old man glanced at the people outside the field. There was no extra encouragement or sensationalism, just an ordinary sentence. After just one sentence, the old man went to a temporarily built perfect location.

In the stands, people from the four major families were already standing on the stage.

After the old man went to the stands, someone naturally took over as the host of the next grand event. The visitor called Zhou Xiong and other ten people to the stage and lined them up. What a group of young people! They seemed to have unlimited vitality.

And maybe. Today, ten people all changed into white clothes. In addition, most of these young people are people with outstanding appearance, which makes people feel that they are the protagonists of the era.

Before people could finish praising this group of young people, they began to indulge in the chattering official speeches and the announcement of rules. The speeches were nutritious, but they made those who could hear the sound drowsy and made those who could not hear the sound angry.

Ten people are on the field, and all of them only have to fight once, so the fairness of the lottery is intriguing. The simplest method adopted by Caixue Shuxu is to set up a lottery box with ten lottery tickets and five numbers in the box, and each number is

Repeat, and those who draw the same number will form a group. No matter how you listen, it is an extremely fair method with no favoritism.

The host even said that for the sake of the reputation of the college and to prevent gossip, Su and Hang were asked to draw the first lot.

Several emotions flashed through Su Hang's eyes, and he thought to himself that he had misunderstood that he was not afraid of death. He thought that he would be laughed at by Ruoruo after going back. Su Hang walked out of the crowd and walked towards the signing box. It was not a long journey.

The people who came here for him saw the true face of Lushan. He was not tall, had a pretty face, and had a bookish air. He walked steadily every step, but after only twenty steps, he came to the signing box and looked inside.

He put his hand in, hoping to find a random lot, but even if he failed, it was just bad luck. However, after searching and searching in the box, there was only one lot. Su Hang had already had a preview of this situation in his mind.

There was no surprise or anger, it was as if I had randomly drawn one of the ten lots.

He raised the drawn lot above his head, No. 5, the last game, waiting for the next person to draw No. 5, then they are the opponents. Suhang's behavior of showing the lot was a bit abrupt, he should have handed it over
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