Unlock the Samsara Eye at the beginning

Ye Wuji and Niu Hui scolded each other while walking towards each other.

Just when the two of them are close to each other, they have to roll up their sleeves and fight.

The trainees from both sides arrived and stopped each other's principals.

Luo Bing clasped Ye Wuji's arms and said helplessly, "They're all over the middle of the year, why are they still like children?" "

The other imperial university members are also, hugging their thighs, persuading to fight.

The Shangjing trainees also stopped Niu Hui and persuaded.

"Headmaster, just let him talk quickly, wait until the game starts, and see for yourself."

"That's it, I can inquire, Huang Mingge is the highest-ranking person in this class, and he will humiliate them well if he wins the championship."

"When they see Luo Bing, who has high hopes, and is beaten by Brother Huang Ming, they will not be hard-mouthed."

When the members of the imperial university heard these words, they intentionally or unintentionally offended their own school, as well as Luo Bing, the pillar of the pillar, and they all replied.

"Someone bought a fan and was robbed at a large amount of money in the hidden forest, I won't say who it is."

"The high level is amazing, my Luo Ge Ganghui Golden Realm can already hang the ninth order of the Star Eclipse, won't anyone not know?"

"Persuade well, you are here to find fault!"

The students in Shangjing saw that the members of the imperial university refused to admit it, and continued to angrily go back.

Anyway, Brother Huang Ming, with the help of the Imperial Spirit Gate, will definitely win the championship, and their Shangjing trainees naturally do not want to admit defeat.

"Fart! It was obviously Brother Huang Ming, who retreated in the face of the pursuit and killing of several Residual Yang powerhouses. "

Do you still have a temper in the quarterfinals? Didn't we rank higher than you that year?

"Our Brother Huang Ming is no less popular than Luo Bing, you dare to slander him, waiting to be raped by the Internet!"

As they exchanged words, the two sides began to push.

Ye Wuji and Niu Hui looked stupid, they didn't want to fight.

After all, this is the scene of the world competition, and if you dare to fight, I am afraid that you will not be directly disqualified.

Therefore, some students persuaded, and they all looked like they wanted to fight.

Unexpectedly, persuading and persuading, the students were strong, but they had to do it.

Aren't you here to persuade?

How did you still get started?

"Whoever disturbs the order will be expelled from Seagod Island!"

In the center of the Martial Dao Rooftop, a yellow-robed old man with gray hair said in a deep voice.

This person is the third-order honorary king who served as the judge of this world competition, and his title is the Yellow Robe Venerable.

When the magnificent voice was released, there was a trace of coercion.

In an instant, people felt the irresistible majesty of the king looming.

The place that has been taken care of the most is naturally the rooftop of the contestants who are about to fight.

Many trainees were forced to retreat one after another by this majesty, and their expressions were very embarrassed.

In the crowd, only four people were not forced by the momentum, but firmly stood on the rooftop.

Two of them are two principals, naturally needless to say.

They arched their hands towards the yellow-robed Venerable, then snorted coldly at each other and turned away.

The remaining two are the favorites to win this time, Luo Bing and Huang Ming.

Luo Bing was shocked at this time, and the coercion of this yellow-robed Venerable actually forced him out of a cold sweat.

It is clear that they are all king-level coercion, and Niu Hui's coercion is compared with the yellow-robed Venerable, which is a younger brother!

It's like a boot tickling.

It seems that there is only a small realm between the kings, and the gap is even greater than the previous big realm!

"Excuse me, are you Luo Bing?"

Just when Luo Bing was stunned, a young man facing the wind was like a young man talking to Luo Bing.

Luo Bing moved his gaze to see that it was Huang Ming.

At the Hidden Forest auction, Luo Bing met him, so remember.

It's just that his attitude was very arrogant at the beginning, and he was frightened by his disguised king-level cultivation with a red cloud and black robe.

How do you become polite now?

Are you scared by yourself?

"I am." Luo Bing said indifferently.

"Our principal and the principal of your school have some personal grudges, not against you."

"I hope that what happened just now has not affected the relationship between our two schools."

Huang Ming was polite and always had a shallow smile between his conversations and laughter.

Luo Bing almost thought that Huang Ming had been taken away by someone.

And this decent remark won the goodwill of many audiences.

In the audience on the rooftop, countless girls were foolish with him, and even some noble ladies secretly sent autumn waves.

"Oh my God! Worthy of being a male god, elegant and easygoing!

"Ah, ah, Lord Huang Ming is so handsome! Although it is not comparable to the Ice Emperor, it is better than my first twenty boyfriends combined! "

Master Huang Ming's conversation just now, as well as the emotions between his eyebrows, is enough for the boys in our class to learn for a lifetime!"

"Shh Lord Huang Ming take me away!" "

Is there any CP powder from Lord Huang Ming and Lord Luo Bing?"

However, these words of adoration, as well as the eyebrows of the noble lady, were not enough to move Huang Ming.

His gaze was always locked on the graceful figure.

The reason why Huang Ming pretended to be personable was to leave a good impression in front of that figure.

Luo Bing followed his gaze and glanced curiously.

MMP！

Isn't this product staring at Shiya?

I still can't forget it!

"Xiao Luo, how is it? Did they hurt you?

At this time, Cheng Shiya happened to step forward and move her hands and feet on Luo Bing, and then said with a worried face.

The whole time did not notice Huang Ming, this kindergarten alumnus.

This made Huang Ming's elegant and easy-going expression instantly pass a trace of haze.

When he saw Cheng Shiya greeting Luo Bing with his own eyes, he suddenly collapsed mentally.

There is a feeling of being a minotaur.

Especially Cheng Shiya's worried little expression is even more desperate.

Before seeing Cheng Shiya in the hermit Lin with a small Luo, she was originally a little suspicious of her relationship with Luo Bing.

This is a complete hammer!

"Shiya." Huang Ming greeted Cheng Shiya.

"Huang Ming, you are also there, what a coincidence."

Cheng Shiya had a polite smile, but the jade hand tightly held Luo Bing's arm.

For fear that Luo Bing would misunderstand her relationship with Huang Ming.

This scene, Huang Ming saw in his eyes, his heart was dripping blood.

But he still pressed Nai's impulse, barely squeezing out a smile, "Luo Bing, then we'll see you on the field."

He made up his mind to press Luo Bing to the ground and rub it in front of Cheng Shiya in the arena.

So that Cheng Shiya knows who is really worthy of trust.

Luo Bing nodded indifferently, "See you in the arena."

After that, he smoothly grabbed Cheng Shiya's graceful waist and returned to his seat.

He didn't see Huang Ming as a threat, and the only thing he was worried about was the demons lurking in the shadows now.

It has been more than ten days since the last time the demon made trouble.

Although there has been no trace of them, Luo Bing does not believe that the demon will give up.

Maybe they're making big news brewing.

Huang Ming looked at the back of the two and gritted his teeth, eager to break on the spot, the arm that touched Cheng Shiya.

Then taking a deep breath, Huang Ming returned to his seat.

Suddenly!

Swish!

Above the firmament, several figures turned into light and appeared on the VIP rooftop in the front row.

When the audience saw the identity of these figures, they all got up and stood on tiptoe to watch.

Every now and then there are screams.