Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

In the Great Hall No. 98, the light is bright.

　　 Ten contestants gathered together.

　　 A fragrant priest wearing a black priest robes, with exquisite eyebrows, high-cold breath, bright and unparalleled, and the whole body is full of super A sassy aura.

　　 On the earth, it is a strong female president.

　　 Yun Wuhen and others' eyes always involuntarily aimed at the Xiangyan priest, intentionally or unintentionally.

　　 In the eyes of the Xiangyan priest, there was only one person from beginning to end.

　　 "How are you preparing?"

　　 The female president showed a rare smile on her face, making no secret of her special concern for Lin Beichen.

　　 "Sure enough."

　　 Lin Beichen is very confident.

　　 The voice fell, and Wang Zhihu's sneer was heard nearby.

　　 "Speak up without shame."

　　 "Hehe, a pervert who couldn't wait to ask a woman to Xiaomeilou as soon as the game was over, did this crazy talk?"

　　 "It's so funny."

　　 Seven people including Wang Zhihu and Wan Yuan, under the leadership of Yun Wuhen, have received some good training resources these days, and they have concentrated directly in a secret villa for closed cultivation.

　　 Because of this isolation from outside information, I still don't know Lin Beichen's horror points in the first round of the preliminary round.

"arrogant."

　　 Wanyuan looked authentic with disdain.

　　 Xiangyan priest looked at these people with a surprised look.

　　 Are they crazy?

　　 Still too conceited and proud?

　　 It's this time. Instead of holding the thigh for the first time, but in this tone, talking to a genius who has created the highest record of points in the preliminary round of the God's Choice contest in history?

　　 Fat Tiger stood silently behind Lin Beichen.

　　 is like a silent and obedient little brother.

　　 In fact, during this period of time, he followed Lin Beichen hunting in the Demon Abyss, and he had become accustomed to his position as the number one toolman to clean the battlefield.

　　 "You must unite."

　　 The old priest of the Temple of No. 98 appeared, walking slowly with a cane, and the textbook-like parents said: "Unity can give you a chance in the second round of life and death."

　　 Everyone was silent.

　　Who can listen to this cliché now?

　　 The old priest stationed a cane, and said nothing.

　　 is like the head teacher of the class at the end of the crane who gave up struggling routinely before sending students into the college entrance examination room.

　　 The next moment, the dark door of teleportation opened again.

　　 Yun Wuhen smiled and glanced at Lin Beichen, then turned around and Wang Zhihu and a few people walked into the portal.

　　 "You are the focus of attention from all parties this time, so there is a high probability that you will be targeted. Be careful."

　　 Xiangyan priest exhorted, and quickly walked into the dark portal.

　　 "Let's go too."

　　 Lin Beichen took Fat Tiger and walked towards the portal.

　　 The old priest who had been silent on crutches, suddenly said, "Help me take care of that girl."

　　 Lin Beichen took a step.

"Will do."

　　 He answered.

　　 immediately entered the portal.

　　……

　　……

　　 The feeling of weightlessness disappeared.

　　 There is a desert in front of him.

　　 The sea of ​​yellow sand is full, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

　　 There is also soft sand under the feet.

Uh?

　　 Could it be that there was dirt in my hit, so the match map that I randomly came to every time was a desert area?

　　 Lin Beichen was a little speechless.

　　 "Unexpectedly once, it was [Golden Desert] stadium."

　　 The voice of the Xiangyan priest came in my ears.

　　 In addition to her, Yun Wuhen and other seven people are also nearby.

　　 The second round of the God’s Choice contest is a team battle.

　　 Ten people from Temple No. 98, Xia San District, Northwest Region, were not accidentally placed in the same place and formed a small team automatically.

　　 "According to the rules of the game, we must first survive in this desert."

　　 Yun Wuhen said indifferently: "To complete the requirements of this game, there are two points. First, collect enough ‘Idol’s,’ and secondly get enough points.”

　　 God statue?

　　 How come I don’t know this kind of thing.

　　 Lin Beichen was puzzled, and suddenly felt the brand name brand in his arms, and there was a slight vibration.

　　 He took it out and took a look.

　　 To the north of the brand, several lines of flashing writing appeared.

　　 The content of the message is exactly what Yun Wuhen said just now.

　　 cut.

　　 I thought this short fat man had any special information channels.

　　 It turned out to be a copy of the script.

　　 and the information on the nameplate also reminded Lin Beichen that before completing the team task in the first step, you must not attack teammates in the team, or leave the team privately, otherwise it will be considered as a violation of the rules of the game and disqualified.

　　 At the same time, there is also a portrait of the mission goal "Idol".

　　 is a red human-shaped sculpture the size of a human hand.

　　 his face is blurred.

　　 It is not clear whether it is male or female.

　　 After reading all the information, Lin Beichen frowned.

　　 What kind of **** rule is this.

　　What, do you want to cultivate the feelings of teammates?

　　 is nonsense.

　　 However, this message seems to imply that after completing the preliminary team tasks, you no longer need to be bound by such rules?

　　 In addition, this so-called nameplate for participating in the competition gave Lin Beichen a trace of vigilance.

　　 This thing is like a GPS locator.

　　 may even be a listener.

　　 Soon, everyone has figured out the rules of this game.

　　 "Let’s find a way to collect the statue first."

　　 The Fragrant Face Priest is an action faction, and he is already eager to try, saying: "There are a total of ten people in our group. We need to collect ten ‘Idol’s,’ and by beheading the beasts, we will get 10,000 points in team points."

　　 "Before you act, you have to choose a leader first."

　　 Wang Zhihu spoke suddenly.

　　 "Not bad."

　　 Wanyuan several people, also joined together.

　　 Yun Wuhen smiled slightly and said: "The Xiangyan priest is the person with the highest preliminary score in our group, so why not let the Xiangyan priest be the leader of this group."

　　 Fragrant face priest looked startled.

　　 Then looking at Yun Wuhen's expression, she became cold and disgusted.

　　 She has reason to suspect that Yuan Wuhen is deliberately connoting her.

　　 Yun Wuhen was slightly startled.

　　 how?

　　 Did you even slap your horse's legs when you flattered yourself?

　　 Is something wrong?

　　 The Xiangyan priest did not speak any more, but turned to look at Lin Beichen, and said, "You come to be the group leader."

　　 Yun Wuhen several people, their expressions changed drastically in an instant.

　　 But Lin Beichen shook his head and said, "You should be the team leader."

　　 What else does the Xiangyan priest want to say.

　　 Lin Beichen continued: "Just listen to me for everything."

　　 Several people in Yun Wuhen almost fell over.

　　 Team leader still listen to you?

　　 But the Xiangyan priest nodded in agreement.

　　 In this way, a strange power organization structure within the group is formed.

　　 Yun Wuhen's heart is full of taste.

　　 He originally thought that the Xiangyan priest was a strong woman with a clear distinction between public and private. At least in this kind of thing, she would not be mixed with personal feelings. He did not expect that once this woman fell into a relationship, her IQ would instantly become negative.

　　 If this is the case, the next plan to deal with Jian Xiaoyao needs to be changed slightly.

　　 At least I have to find a way to hide from the Xiangyan priest.

　　 or kill it with this woman.

　　 Otherwise, with the strength of the Xiangyan priest, facing the enemy head-on, the seven of them may not be able to win.

　　 While thinking about it, Lin Beichen had already determined his direction, pointed at it casually, and said, "Here... let's go."

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Sorry everyone, the update is late.

At around eleven o'clock, the leader suddenly had acute urticaria. It took some time for the medicine to be treated and he returned to finish writing.