I asked you to write Xianxia! You wrote Naruto: Naruto?

The two sides of the competition have been in a state of panic.

"There is no way. Yuwenzuo has lost his qualification to participate in the competition." Hong Rizhan said.

Lei Tong: "Yes."

Before he could announce it, Fengzhu next to him heard it and said:

"You said Yuwenzuo has lost his qualification to participate in the competition?"

Hong Rizhan said: "Now we have to announce it."

...

In the audience.

Huh!

"What should we do now? If that guy doesn't come, the planned battle plan will be difficult to implement." Sha Jiulang said.

Sha Ju: "This is bad!"

Ma Ji looked at Sha Luo and fell into deep thought.

"Was it that time?

Damn, Sha Luo didn't really kill that guy, did he?"

In Sha Luo's eyes, pictures enlarged one by one, and finally occupied the entire screen, and his memories appeared.

It was a Gobi desert covered with yellow sand and rocks. Sha Luo stood behind a boulder, looking at Yu Wenzuo and Duan Muxi who were training on the other side.

"Yu Wenzuo, do it again." Duan Muxi said.

Hmm?

Suddenly he looked in the direction of Sha Luo.

Whoosh!

"What's wrong?" Yu Wenzuo asked curiously.

Duan Muxi reminded: "You can't hide such a murderous aura, come out."

Hearing this, Sha Luo walked out from behind the rock.

"It's you!"

...

"Lord Fire Lord, please reconsider the matter of Yu Wenzuo's disqualification." Wind Lord said.

Hmm?

Hong Rizhan looked at him strangely.

Lei Tong interrupted and said, "Excuse me, a person who is not punctual is not qualified to be an inner disciple no matter how good he is.

If there is no reasonable reason that can be accepted by the emperors of various countries and other audiences, it is impossible to continue waiting for him."

"I see, there is a good reason." The five fingers of Fengzhu's left hand kept moving, like Parkinson's disease.

Hmm?

Hong Rizhan and Lei Tong looked at him puzzled. The people of their Fire Sect didn't care, so what did you care about?

"Most of the cultivators and emperors, including me, came here to watch this game."

Lei Tong: "But..."

"The only survivor of the Yuwen family, please let him compete with Sha Luo of our sect." Fengzhu.

"Lord Fire Lord." Lei Tong.

Hong Rizhan couldn't guarantee that Yuwen Zuo would come back.

After a moment of hesitation, he made a decision.

"I understand, let's postpone his game."

Fengzhu nodded when he heard it.

"Master Fire Lord, do you really want to do this?"

"Tell the referee."

"Yes."

With a bang, Lei Tong disappeared from the spot.

"But, I didn't expect Master Feng to be so persistent." Hong Rizhan stared at Master Feng.

Master Feng: "What? The only cultivator that everyone can recognize is the Yuwen family.

This is a rare opportunity for us."

...

"Why hasn't the game started yet?"

"Hey, are you going to compete or not?"

The audience was noisy.

Lei Tong also conveyed the master's order, and Xuan Jian nodded.

He said to the audience: "Audience, the contestants of the next game have not arrived yet, so we postpone this competition and proceed to the next one first."

[Run, there is a conspiracy! ]

[Duanmu Xi failed in his duty. At this critical moment, he didn't even send any news back to the sect. What's the difference between this and holding a military secret but not telling the superiors? ]

[Indeed, at least notify them! ]

[It seems that the two clans will have a fight soon! ]

[If the Wind Clan's plan succeeds and causes huge losses to the Fire Clan, the other three clans will probably take advantage of the situation, right? ]

[Of course, the World War is also known as the Five Clan War. There are countless grudges and hatreds, and they will not miss any opportunity. ]

[So the last game must be the last, right? Sure enough, the exciting ones are all the finale! ]

[I hope you can give us some exciting battles! ]

"Great, Senior Brother Zuo didn't lose the qualification."

"Huh, I'm relieved. Where did this arrogant guy go?"

Those who like Yuwen Zuo and care about Yuwen Zuo.

Only one person is upset.

"In this case, won't my game be moved up one game?"

Shikamaru's eyelids are shaking, it's so troublesome.

"Next, the next group.

Sha Jiulang vs. Wenren Shino, come down."

Xuan Jian shouted to the players.

Sha Jiulang's eyes widened instantly: "My competition doesn't matter at all, and I don't want to reveal my information before the plan is executed." He looked at the puppet behind him.

Then he looked at Sha Ju, and after getting her consent, he said to Xuan Jian below.

"Referee, I give up."

As soon as this was said, everyone was immediately surprised.

"What?"

"I give up, please continue the game."

And in the chairman's chair, Hong Rizhan noticed something was wrong, and his eyes looking at Fengzhu were not right.

"Because Sha Jiulang gave up, Wenren Zhinai won without fighting."

As soon as the announcement was made, it immediately caused dissatisfaction among the audience.

"What's going on?"

"Are the disciples of Feng Sect so cowardly?"

"In that case, are you here to make a fool of yourself?"

A wave of mocking voices reached the ears of the three people of Feng Sect.

Sha Jiulang looked ugly.

Sha Ju did the same, pulling out the fan behind him, fanning out a storm, and flew down with the wind.

"Who are you?" Xuan Jian said.

Shaju: "Is it my turn?"

"You have a strong desire to fight.

Very good, next group, hey, the remaining one, come down."

Xuan Jian said to the players.

Shikamaru looked unhappy: "Why are you so interested?

Why is there only a change in my match?"

"Zhuge Shikamaru, I'm talking about you." Xuan Jian urged.

"Damn it, if that's the case, I'll give up too." He thought to himself.

"Yoha, it's finally your turn, Shikamaru."

Bang!

Naruto excitedly pushed hard from behind, and Shikamaru was on the railing and was immediately pushed down by Naruto.

Bang!

Cheng Tai fell to the ground.

"Naruto, you idiot." Shikamaru was distressed.

Hong Sima in the audience scratched his head and was speechless. This appearance was so lame!

Crash!

A lot of eggs, garbage, sacks, etc. were thrown at Shikamaru, not giving the Fire Sect any face at all.

"How long are you going to lie down? Hurry up and get up and compete."

This is the audience's urging

"It seems that everyone is looking forward to Yuwen Zuo's game!

But they can only watch the game of a supporting role like me. They must feel really annoyed...hateful and so on.

Since you are so not looking forward to this game, there is no point in fighting." Shikamaru thought to himself as he listened to the audience's shouts.

Bang!

"Why, do you want to admit defeat too?" Shaju shook the fan in his hand, with a yin-yang tone.

Shikamaru lay on the ground and looked at Shaju "Why is it a woman again!"

The audience was still urging, and the impatient voices spread throughout the stadium.

Sima Hong felt bad: "This guy has no desire to fight."

[Give up, do you want to speed up the story and quickly enter the finale, or do you want to give Yuwen Zuo a certain emotional foreshadowing for his appearance? ]

[Coward Sha Jiulang, I don't think it's any use. If you don't appear now, you won't even have many shots later. You know, you are just a supporting role. ]

[Shikamaru is so pitiful. He wanted to give up, but this push changed the outcome.]

[It is impossible for him to give up twice. If he gives up, then the plot of postponing Yuwenzuo's game just now will be meaningless.]

[Shikamaru really has no fighting spirit at all!]

[It is just like my man. Apart from the 3,000 or 4,000 yuan per month in his worthless job, he has never worked hard and just played around!]

[You are offering this to me too? My monthly salary is more than 10,000 yuan. I will not give a man with a salary of 3,000 or 4,000 yuan a chance to pursue me.]