In the hall, the two elders were shocked! Ten thousand holy points! Spending 10,000 holy points just to allow a new student to participate in the competition?
Mr. Long waved his hand,
"Go do it!"
"Yes!!" The man in black robe held his hands and was about to leave, but was stopped by Mr. Long again.
"Remember, I do want this kid not to win the first place, but I don't want him to go through the motions. I want him to lose logically. As for how to lose, that is his own business!" The man in black robe was stunned. He was stunned, not daring to ask any more questions, so he took the order and left!
At this time, Elder Long looked at the hesitant old man in robe next to him.
"You seem to have something to say?!" The old man in the robe asked curiously: "Mr. Long seems to have deliberately delayed the competition this time. Thirty-six Peaks have already received the news of the postponement of the competition!"
"Yes!" Mr. Long nodded, folded his sleeves and sat down slowly! The old man in the robe was stunned and then asked: "Mr. Long has been paying attention to this kid?!"
"How can you see it?" Mr. Long pretended to be confused.
"There are many geniuses with backgrounds in the outer sect. Why should I pay special attention to this kid? Is it because there is Ruan Yize behind him?"
"As Elder Long, naturally he will not pay attention to a new student who joins the sect!" The old man in the robe thought for a while and said respectfully: "It's just that my subordinates heard that this kid provoked those little guys from Baigui Peak. , has been being hunted in the deserted land of the outer gate, and Mr. Long already knew that he would not participate in the competition, but there has been no instruction. Maybe he already knew his whereabouts, but he wanted to see the potential of this little guy. How, maybe, from that moment on, Mr. Long sent out the news of postponing the competition, just to wait for this kid!" Mr. Long looked at him,
"You seem to have known for a long time that I would postpone this competition?" The old man in robes said: "My subordinates have already guessed a little bit!"
"Oh?" Mr. Long suddenly became interested,
"Tell me!" The old man in robes raised his head and said: "The old ghost head of Baigui Peak has been shouting that he has the warrior Roronoa. At first, he was full of people from the outer sect, but suddenly he didn't know what he was looking for at the back. I'm looking for it in a hurry, I guess there must be something hidden."
"Hahaha!" Mr. Long clapped his hands and laughed,
"Smart!" The old man in robes frowned.
"Mr. Long, my subordinate has something unclear!" Mr. Long waved his hand.
"But it doesn't matter!" The old man in the robe was a little puzzled.
"Mr. Long, since you let this kid participate in the competition, why don't you let him win the first place in the competition?" Mr. Long said expressionlessly:
"It would really be a disgrace to our outer sect if we let that kid directly win the first place in the competition. This move is to spread the word to the inner sect through the mouth of this little swordsman of the inner sect. Our outer sect has outstanding people. Even if it is Ruan Yeze's junior brother is here, but he still has to take second place!" The old man in robe thought for a moment, and then asked: "Mr. Long, this kid is now being targeted by the little guys from Blood Soul Villa, are you not afraid of him? If something unexpected happens, if this kid dies, then Lord Sword Emperor...!" Mr. Long shook his head.
"I hope things get as big as possible!" The expression of the old man in robes froze!
"The Holy Ruins have to be reshuffled!" Mr. Long stood up slowly and said: "Except for Ruan Yize, all the mainland aristocratic families pay close attention to their juniors in the outer sect. In this way, my outer sect looks like It's like raising children and grandchildren for them. As soon as someone dies, they will come to ask for an explanation. Therefore, it doesn't matter if this kid dies. If he dies in the hands of the younger generation, Ruan Yeze will naturally have nothing to say. The master of the Jianlai Palace I have nothing to say. Whose descendant died in the outer sect? Is there anything to say?!" The old man in robes said: "Mr. Long, could it be?!" Mr. Long nodded,
"Those little guys from the Holy Ruins fought together, and the genius of this clan died in a while, and then so and so from that aristocratic family became cold again..." As he spoke, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes,
"If the sect master hadn't said hello over and over again, I would have fallen out with these old dogs from the inner sect!" The old man in robes said: "..." The old man in robes was silent for a while, and then tried again: "Mr. Long , what does the sect leader mean?!" Mr. Long said with his hands behind his back: "I didn't want to do it before, so as not to cause more chaos, but this kid is so capable, and there is Ruan Yize behind him, so let him go!" The old man in cassock felt even more confused.
"Mr. Long, even though this kid carries the title of Junior Brother of the Great Sword Emperor and is extremely talented, he is still a new student who has been in the sect for less than half a year, while the little guy from Blood Soul Villa..."
"Hey!" Mr. Long waved his hand, then turned to look at him,
"I thought the same thing as you before, but since I started paying attention to this kid, I feel that miracles are invisible and intangible, but you have to believe it!" The old man in robes said: "..." He said nothing more. Instead, he cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Long, what about Mei Chengan's place?!"
"Keep it secret!" Mr. Long's figure slowly disappeared, but his voice came from far away,
"After half a month, the competition will still continue. If the boy is still unwilling to participate, he can directly force him to do so. In a word, if he participates, he must participate. If he does not participate, he must participate. On the day of the competition, I must watch Get to this kid!"...in a vast mountain range.
Zorro, Ashiziri, Gintama, and Yelang have met through the communication talisman! Everyone was dripping with blood, their faces were pale, and they were obviously seriously injured!
Except, of course, for the leaf gallery! Ye Lang stood up and glanced at the sky, stamped his feet and beat his chest and said: "Alas, the lord is not here now, so it is probably the end of the road. If it were any evil in the Blood Soul Villa, the lord would have a chance to survive, but the pursuit He is Mu Youyou, who is known as the ghost boy of the evil formation. We, the Heavenly King, will disband on the spot!" Disband!
Before anyone could say anything, Ye Lang shook his head and prepared to leave. At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the sky,
"Wolong, don't try to disturb the morale of our army. Once you are a bad person, you will be a bad person forever!" Boom! Feng Wuxie fell from the sky, and in his hand, he was holding a ghost baby tied up with five flowers. The strong murderous aura made the people around him instantly alert!
"Don't be nervous!" Feng Wuxie clapped his hands,
"I just caught a big baby!" Big baby! Ye Lang took a closer look,
"Holy shit, shit, this...isn't this Mu Youyou's ghost baby?!" Mu Youyou's ghost baby! Suddenly, many horrified eyes looked at Feng Wuxie.
Feng Wuxie looked around, then looked at the leaf corridor, his eyes gradually narrowed,
"We are all injured, why are you not injured?" Why are you not injured? ! Ye Lang paid attention to his gaze and took a step back.
"Because...because I am born with divine power!"...
