I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand one hundred and eighty-four chapters: entering the stage!

The disciple was also very aggrieved. I was just ordered to deliver a message, but I was scolded for no reason. I didn't dare to let go of a fart, so I could only say nothing and slip back to my life.

The following sects were venting their anger, but as soon as the Shushan League disciples left, they lost their anger, and just said a few complaints. After that, what should they do or do.

Early the next morning, the various sects rushed to the stadium on time. Although there were still some grievances in their hearts, no one spoke on the spot. Everyone seemed to have forgotten yesterday’s unhappiness, or that yesterday’s suspension seemed to have never happened. Calmly waited for the appearance of a poor, and announced the start of the game.

This is actually the helplessness of the weak. In the Shushan League, although the overall strength of these various sects is far greater than the Shushan League disciples, they are scattered after all and cannot form a joint force.

Besides, the Shushan League is the organizer, with the candle Yin as the head, and the demon behind the back, what can other factions do? They were originally members of the spirit world and needed to follow the orders of the heavenly demons. It was this competition for hegemony and the will of the heavenly demons. Otherwise, there would be any competition for hegemony.

At the moment of Mao's arrival, a poor appeared, and without any further explanation to everyone, all the athletes of the temperament class were directly admitted to the game, and the game began.

Sure enough, everyone has regarded the accident that happened yesterday as nonexistent.

The three of Kunpeng also came to the court with Luo Shamen's air rank players.

Huang Rong leaned close to Kunpeng's ear and asked in a low voice, "Brother, when we came to Shushan, didn't that Wuchen said that we were not allowed to participate in the competition? How come we have entered the preliminary round smoothly now?"

"Do you still want them to trouble us?" Kunpeng smiled.

"No, no, so best."

Mei Chaofeng looked at them: "The game is about to start, can you please pay attention, everyone is watching you, be careful that you two become the target of public criticism."

The two suddenly discovered that there were almost no players at the fifth level of the spirit level in the field, except for the two of them.

Now they are defiant, in front of so many masters, their actions are intimate, and their expressions are ambiguous, which is obviously stimulating the other masters of the aura.

You dare to ignore the game!

When we wait for the game, we will first play you out of the arena and let you go to the off-court show to get close.

Although they were not afraid, they didn't want to become everyone's attack target because of such things, so they separated quickly. But the spirit players around who are not Luo Shamen have already remembered both of them.

No, it's the three of them.

These three people, for some unknown reason, turned out to be players of the spirit level.

To be honest, a fifth-level aura is really not worth mentioning in their eyes.

But some people seem to find that Kunpeng is more familiar, and ask his fellow students around him: "Did this person have a small conflict with the Kunlunmen disciple before the start of the game?"

Someone immediately remembered: "It's him, he belongs to Rakshasa."

Then someone remembered that this man had fought against Ge Hong, the head of the Maoshan Sect, who was a beginner of the gods.

Naturally, these people didn't dare to provoke the three of them like other people. Not only that, they also took the initiative to take advantage of the chance that the crowd was still moving and stay away from Kunpeng.

And all this was seen by Kun Peng, and he secretly said in his heart. You can be considered to be aware of current affairs.

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