Super Dragon Cultivation System

"The highest score is a bit bad. There are many aspects of such a magical elixir that cannot be fully affirmed because of only one successful case."

"I'll give it eighty to see."

The host, the president of the Nucor Empire Wizards Guild, said.

"Eighty tenth? President Tahe scores so high!"

Splas sarcastically.

The barrier-breaking Dan that they made in their own country's Treasury also gave 98 points, only two points were perfect, and Zhang Xing's shocking invention gave such points? Obviously to suppress the rhythm.

Among the twelve nations, the Newcomer Empire ranks first, is the recognized boss, and has the hardest fists.

Wan Wuguo is the last, and it should be bullied.

As for the major guilds' stances, their superiors will not care who the people below help.

"Everyone, please express your views, but it must be based on the principle of fairness and impartiality."

President Tahe ignored the sneer of Splas, but instead adjusted the words fairness and justice to others.

"President Tahe makes sense. I give it seventy-nine points."

"I give seventy-eight points."

"Seventy-eight."

"..."

The scores given by the remaining ten did not exceed eighty, apparently the first from the hippos.

In the deputy judging seat, with the exception of five representatives from Wan Wuguo giving 98 points, none of them exceeded 80.

(情 qing) The situation is clear at a glance. Tahe represents the New York Empire and has the right to make a final decision.

Zhang Xing's overall score was less than eighty and was eliminated to ten.

At this time, even the stupid person understands the quality of this so-called exchange meeting, raises himself to suppress others, and takes all the benefits into his arms.

All the items awarded by the conference were contributed by the following sixty second-class countries. Of the five, four are better. It was not intended to give Wan Wuguo a share.

"Okay, that's it for the conference, and continue tomorrow."

Tahe used her power to completely suppress the influence caused by Zhang Xing.

"Slow!"

A loud halt stopped everyone who was about to leave.

Sure enough, it was Zhang Xing, and he knew that he would not endure the bad breath. Keqila, the beastly host, kept his eyes on Zhang Xing, which meant that he shouldn't take things for granted.

But if Zhang Xingye hadn't seen it, he looked faintly at Tahe and other gangsters.

"what's up?"

Tahe sneered, pretending to ask strangely.

"It's nothing, just want to make sure of one thing." Zhang Xing's mouth flickered, his eyes flashed coldly.

"You say it!" Tahe said.

"You all think that the elixir I made doesn't work, right?" Zhang Xingdao.

The big brothers didn't answer, their respective eyes were different, there was regret, there was disdain, and there was sympathy ...

Zhang Xing waited for a while, seeing that none of the other eleven countries were willing to stand up and speak a fair word, a long sigh in his heart, the country is strong (qiang) is the people (qiang), the country is weak but the people are weak. Fake!

"I understand and don't say much."

"President Splas, I will leave first, so there is no need to participate in the smoky conference."

After Zhang Xing turned around (body sh n), he walked outside.

But at this moment, Tahe's face (color) was cold and cold: "Slow! You can't go!"

Zhang Xingli didn't care, and kept walking, (body sh n) followed by Long Tianyuan.

"Stop, does the President let you go?" Kuwei stood up, and Shin (body sh n) blocked the way.

"Joke, why can't I go, I want to come, I want to go, who can control me?"

Zhang Xing didn't stop and went straight to Kuwei. As long as he took two steps, the two would hit each other.