Chapter 1646: Long Ming is disabled (2/2)
”Leidi, please sit down ...”
Seat?
Where's the seat?
Looking from a distance, I saw that the direction shown by Shangguan Wuze was also the Shifang emperor's seat.
...
”what happened?”
There was a noisy riot immediately.
Especially the demon pupils of the holy tribe frowned.
Want to do something again?
Sure enough, the Thunder Emperor first saw several emperors on the ten-square emperor's seat bowing and posing, but immediately they sat on the emperor's seat of the demon pupil.
”Wow ...”
There was an uproar in the room.
Everyone's heart is full of surprises.
What is going on here?
Lei Yu's ending was terrible yesterday.
The Thunder Emperor is still sitting in the position of the Demon Pupil with such fanfare at the moment?
...
”Huh, it's shameless!” Sirius laughed coldly with Rao Fei's behavior.
Chu Chen, who was sitting with Li Wushou and others, narrowed his eyes, and there was a little frost in his eyes.
...
”It seems that the Thunder Holy Tribe is not dead yet!” Yan Hanyu said with interest, touching his chin.
”It's not that easy. Even if you win a thunder, you can't change the situation of the demon pupils saints. Unless the champion named Chu Hen won the championship, it can be convincing.
”Difficult!”
...
Although the Thunder Saints lost their face yesterday in the Sky Terrace.
However, the emperor is the emperor after all.
The Thunder Emperor regained that position, and only a few people opposed it. Most people did not feel that there was anything wrong.
”The record is the record, don't Yan Hanyu and Chen Yifeng stop in the second round? It does not affect the reputation of the emperor.”
”It makes sense that Thunder Emperor has the strength to sit on it, which has nothing to do with Thunder ’s defeat yesterday.”
”Just!”
”Don't worry too much about this, just wait for the final!”
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The speaker is intentional.
The listener is also attentive.
Although most people say so lightly, for the people of the demon pupils, their hearts are blocked by cotton, which is extremely uncomfortable.
However, Chu Hen also knows another layer of deep meaning.
Sen Leng's frost and cold breath became sharper in his eyes.
The Lord of Lingbi Peak, Shangguan's helplessness pretended to be just like a person who was fine.
Immediately the wind rose and flew towards the central area of the Grand Canyon.
Falling steadily on a square table in the middle of the canyon.
”The day of the finals is about to start. There are ten players who have finished yesterday's promotion ...”
”Wow!”
As soon as this remark came out, everyone's mind was shocked.
Everyone's eyes showed many expectations.
Then, several young people with extraordinary spirits walked down the stands outside the venue and walked towards the canyon ahead.
”Yu Shenyin!”
”Yu Shenyin!”
”Reincarnation saint, win!”
...
”Honghuang Holy Tribe, the strongest!”
”Sen Yuan, win!”
...
”Man Diquan, champion!”
”Miss Bai Qianyu, we support you!”
...
The bursts of cheering and cheering are like the ups and downs of a tsunami that cannot be suppressed.
”Brother Chuhen, come on!”
”Chu Chen, you must win!”
Ye Yao, Qiao Xiaowan, Qing Xue, and others also opened their throats and shouted, but their voices were directly drowned in other momentums ~ ~ Are there fewer people? ”Looking at the several figures who stepped into the Grand Canyon, the crowd under the scene couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Obviously, there are ten advancers.
There are only eight people ahead.
”Dragon annihilation, dragon annihilation of Dragon Blood Saints is not there.”
”So is Lu Yuzhi, a saint of samsara, and she is gone.”
...
Dragon off!
Lu Yuzhi!
Everyone was shocked and suspicious.
What about people?
”Neither of you knows yet? Just last night, Long Mi was disabled ...”