Chapter 342: First Story (2/2)
”Lei Pavilion Master, it's too early to make a conclusion,” said a middle-aged man who was a little dangling.
”Ye Jixing, don't be dissatisfied, this year you Jixingxing Wu Guan seems to have nothing to do with the young generation of talented warriors.” Lei Zhenting laughed.
The middle-aged man who was hanged as a child turned out to be the famous head of the Xingwu Museum.
If Wang Teng saw this picture, I'm afraid he would be shocked.
”That may not be so.” Ye Jixing said indifferently.
”Speaking of Wang Teng, it seems that you are also from the Xingwu Museum.” One person interjected.
”It is indeed our Ji Xing Wu Guan. I did not expect that the Yellow Sea side would let him participate in the martial arts competition.” Ye Ji Xing said strangely.
”Lao Wu, why are you paying attention to him? Wang Teng may still have a chance to win the championship in a few years. This year, let's have a fun time.” Lei Zhenting said indifferently.
”I heard that Ji Xing Wu Guan opened an SSS-level contract for him before, so I was a little curious.” Wu Liandao, the head of the Bai Lian Wu Museum.
”You said that, I remember it. The people below seem to have mentioned this to me. Ye Jixing, your Ji Xing Wu Guan is really a blood bank, is that kid worth the price?” Lei Zhenting Surprised.
”It's worth it, you'll know it later.” Ye Jixing said.
”Well, God is mysterious, you are so unobtrusive.” Lei Zhenting disdain.
”Hahaha.” Wu Lian laughed when she heard this.
”Three were so happy to talk about something.” At this time, a small, modest man came over.
”Mr. Ma!”
The three turned their heads to look, but it was the beast's horse general, greeted with a smile.
They also have a long-term cooperation with Aju, and they know each other in private.
”We're talking about a few contestants.” Wu Lian laughed. ”Mr. Ma wanted to recruit some talents to go back this time.”
”That is definitely necessary. Now the warriors are a strategic resource, and their help is indispensable for doing business.” Director Ma.
”Who does Ma always value?” Lei Zhenting asked.
”Like those students in the military academy, I don't have much hope, but I think your apprentice Ren Qingcang is very good.” President Ma said with a smile.
”Hahaha, Mr. Ma has a good eye, and we can have a good chat after the game is over.” Lei Zhenting laughed.
...
On the electronic screen, Zhang Jun slowly spoke:
”All the contestants have already entered the venue, and everyone must have a preliminary understanding of them. If you want to know more, you have to wait for the next competition.”
”I dare say that among these contestants present, many top characters will appear after Nuogan years, and it is not impossible to even become a warrior.”
As soon as this word came out, many audiences were upset.
Warlords!
In the perception of many ordinary people, the warlords are extremely powerful.
Just like the head of the three martial arts halls, the generals in the military, and so on, all are big men without exception.
Now that the commentator actually said that there would be such characters among these young warriors, how could everyone not be surprised.
Of course, some people think it's normal. These young warriors are all geniuses. If you give them time to grow, there are still many people who can reach the general level.
”That's all for today's opening ceremony. Finally, let's raise the national flag and play the national anthem, and then exit in an orderly manner.”
The commentator's voice fell, the national anthem sounded, everyone looked towards the center, and the national flag rose slowly.
Everyone left.
Today's opening ceremony has spread throughout the country through major media, and even to other countries. The Internet is already full of anti-profit, too many people are talking about the nation ’s No. 1 martial arts contest, and participants from various schools and forces.
The event is constantly fermenting, and the heat is getting higher and higher.
the next day.
In the morning, Dragon Nest.
The auditorium was full again, and the argument continued.
At eight o'clock, the electronic screen of the UU reading bookshowed the names of the contestants in pairs, as well as their area and number of stations.
Wang Teng found his own name. His opponent was a senior at Jinlin University. It was not a very famous genius to see the name.
”Ring No. 66!” Wang Teng smiled at the number of his ring, and the number was slippery. He found the corresponding ring and went up.
The referee is already in place.
The opponent has arrived.
”All of you are prepared. I shout to start, and you can start the battle. The victory or defeat is judged by losing or losing combat effectiveness.” The referee is a warrior, not weak, and can stop when necessary to prevent accidents. .
Wang Teng nodded and understood.
For a moment, the referee whistled:
”Start!”