As the atmosphere became tense, Prince Edward and Zhao Cai were feared by everyone at the beginning, but later became partners who were lined up to make appointments as sparring partners.
The prince was very happy, because after just two calls, someone would come to deliver the food, and the food was all his favorite barbecue and spirit sword. Occasionally, he would get a super delicious cup of fat head juice when he acted out and acted out when he was physically and mentally exhausted.
If Fat Tou hadn't been its full-time translator, and only one had been kept for recycling so far, it would have swallowed Fat Tou in one gulp when its little dad wasn't paying attention.
Compared with the prince who works harder and becomes more courageous, he is a bit unhappy about getting rich. He has almost finished the food storage and is locked in a box every day. He can't come out to play like the prince and Fatty do. When they come out, they have to fight and win again. Without food, the mood is not very beautiful.
So in order to take care of the mood of attracting wealth, Ye Linglong had no choice but to go to the deserted mountain in the middle of the night with the moon to attract wealth, watch the new movie made by the second senior sister, and eat fructose made from fat head juice.
Fatty has been pulled out to squeeze juice every day recently, and he is in a very unhappy mood. He wanted to go on strike and run away from home countless times, but was finally lured back. Ye Linglong gave him too many SPA charms, so let’s just treat it as a weight loss. , make a beautiful fat head with a graceful figure, stunning everyone’s eyes!
So, in the dark and windy night, on a deserted hillside, Ye Linglong's big babies were leaning on rocks, doing spa treatments, watching movies, and eating snacks, feeling very happy.
Under the hillside, the disciples of Qingxuanzong were still practicing late at night, absorbing the essence of the moon and the aura of the mountain, creating an inexplicable harmony.
Those who are ready and want to practice actual combat can run to the top of the mountain and call a sparring partner down, and they are guaranteed to receive ten times the firepower. After all, anyone who is disturbed while watching a movie will be in a bad mood, and it is normal to be irritable.
At that time, the prince had just come back from down the hillside and snorted unhappily.
"Don't be like those stupid humans. They always want to be beaten because they are born weak and incompetent, and their talents are low and rubbish. If we are naturally strong like us, we don't need to work hard at all."
The fat head's tone was very arrogant.
But the prince felt much better when he heard it. Zhaocai rolled his eyes, not sure if he understood it.
"That's all. Although they are stupid and weak, the service is not bad. Just satisfy them and they will spend more effort to support us. The hard work is theirs, and it is ours to lie back and enjoy it."
After finishing speaking, the fat head turned over and changed his position, not to mention how happy he was.
The prince raised his head and glanced at the moon. Since he was born, he has only seen his parents once. He has seen nothing except knowing that he is the prince. He was thrown here without seeing anything.
It doesn't know what it wants to do. It's just that there are stupid humans supporting it and it is enjoying it. Who told it to be born superior?
Zhaocai's eyeballs moved slightly again. He didn't have many thoughts. He only knew that the little people and animals in the picture could not be bitten, and he could eat the others as he pleased, and that he was quite comfortable now.
In a blink of an eye, the most tense and exciting moment finally arrived.
Starting from the quarter-finals, each subsequent game will start in the largest competition venue that can accommodate ten thousand people.
Today is an eight-to-four competition. The junior, intermediate and senior groups are held on the same day, which is full of highlights.
The competition ground is still crowded with people and the atmosphere is lively. The closer to the final stage, the more exciting and exciting the competition becomes.
The competition in the junior group started first. The competition in the junior group ended very quickly. When eight advanced to the fourth, Ye Linglong, Yu Xingzhou, Ye Rongyue and a Kunwu City disciple each defeated their opponents and successfully advanced. .
After the junior group competition is over, the intermediate group competition begins.
Mu Xiaoran quickly defeated his Jindan stage opponents and advanced to the top four, but when it came to Ji Zizuo and Ning Mingcheng, he became anxious.
Qingxuanzong disciples' first sect civil war, two people stood on the competition stage, and in the end only one could advance.
At this time, the atmosphere team of Qingxuanzong shouted enthusiastically, cheering for Ning Mingcheng and Ji Zizuo at the same time. At first glance, they looked like they were schizophrenic.
But the members of the atmosphere group don't care about other people's opinions at all. Others don't understand their happiness.
No matter how much the two of them shout, one of them will always win, and their undefeated myth of winning every game as an atmosphere team will never end.
The competition officially began, and Ye Linglong sat in the audience watching the two senior brothers fight.
At the beginning, the two of them were playing fairly politely, going back and forth, and the audience was enjoying it.
"The two disciples of Qingxuanzong are each handsome in their own way. I will feel bad for whoever loses."
"Aren't they from the same sect? And they're similar in age. Why are their sword moves completely different? It's like they come from two sects."
"It sounds like, let's fight for a while longer. I'll continue to admire their beauty and let my senior brother continue to study ways to deal with them."
Ye Linglong frowned when he heard this. This is not okay.
One of them will definitely lose today. No matter how hard they work, they are not willing to be ruthless, otherwise they will be thoroughly studied by others.
So, she suddenly stood up from the audience and shouted to the competition stage: "Senior brother is awesome! The winner will go back and have a good rest, and the loser will go out with me to practice!"
With this shout, the two people who were originally lazy suddenly changed from their previous state. Their momentum surged and exploded in an instant. Their sword moves became faster and faster, and their spells were thrown all over the place.
It was as if there were two people with a blood feud, you were cutting and poking, you were fighting to the death, and all the spectators present were stunned.
In the end, with the help of his rich combat experience and the advantage of attribute restraint, Ji Zizhuo, who came to fight all day long and had a single water spiritual root, defeated Ning Mingcheng with a slight advantage and successfully advanced to the semi-finals of the intermediate group.
The moment he won, he was so excited that he almost jumped up. He was so happy that it made people suspect that he didn't just win an eight-to-four elimination round, but he was the leader of the intermediate group.
Ning Mingcheng, who lost the game, simply fell to the ground and couldn't get up. He had obviously suffered a few sword injuries, and it looked like his life was about to be lost. It was very miserable, and no one would feel bad to see it.
The audience was stunned as they watched a competition that lasted for unknown length of time suddenly end quickly.
Lu Baiwei immediately gave Ye Linglong a thumbs up.
"I would like to call my junior sister the best in the game."
"you are welcome."
At the end of the competition, Ji Zizuo grabbed Ning Mingcheng off the competition stage and brought him to Ye Linglong happily.
"Sixth Senior Brother, this little junior sister will be left to you from now on. You must take good care of her."
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Regret, Ning Mingcheng regretted it very much at that time.
If he had changed his style of play before losing the game, he wouldn't be so miserable now.
"Little junior sister..."
"Sixth Brother, I know you are sad to lose the game. It doesn't matter. I will practice with you from now on. You will definitely make more progress than Seventh Brother in the future."
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If the heart could make a sound, it would be a cracking sound.
