The sudden suspension of today's summit meeting completely exceeded the expectations of the world.

Who would have thought that the summit meeting would suddenly turn into a martial arts competition for the world's extraordinary beings... But Yaozi seems to be pretty good too?

Compared to Wen Zou Zou's meeting, they seemed to need something more exciting... Could a world-wide live broadcast of a showdown of extraordinary powers from different countries be more able to cause a surge of human adrenaline than any sports competition?

"Then, let's tentatively call tomorrow's game [Contest of Power]! Simple and crude!"

In the world of the Internet, I don’t know who first proposed it, and it quickly gained countless recognitions... The name "Contest of Power" even quickly replaced the official explanation and became the direction of people's discussion.

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"[Contest of Power]? What the hell...even the odds have been set? Aren't these outsiders afraid of losing all their wealth?"

The owner of the Chiyan Tower who returned to the hotel immediately sneered after hearing this... Regarding the so-called [Contest of Power] tomorrow, he even thought it was superfluous.

This is clearly a thing created by those guys who have no hope of qualifying for a seat on the council... For a behemoth like the [Magician Association], becoming a member of the council is almost an established fact. The [Magician Association] is basically

There is no need to fight to show yourself.

However, the owner of the Chiyan Pagoda did not object and was even interested.

because……

"Finally, I can justifiably beat up this scumbag Stella!"

In the fitness room of the hotel, the master of the Chiyan Pagoda was practicing as if he had been given a shot of blood... As for what effect this kind of physical exercise has on him...

"As long as he's happy."

These are the original words of the Ice Tower Master... As for your views on tomorrow’s [Power Conference]?

"What can you say?" I heard the Binghan Tower Master say nonchalantly: "Tomorrow's competition, as long as the True Dragon from the East comes on stage, it doesn't matter who goes. If the True Dragon from the East doesn't come on the stage, then whoever

It doesn’t matter if you come.”

"So, what the Binghan Tower Master means is that China may be the big winner this time because of the existence of the Eastern True Dragon? What the Binghan Tower Master means is that even you are afraid of the power of the Eastern True Dragon?"

"I didn't say that, this is fake news."

Oh... right now, the owner of the Ice Tower is doing an interview with a well-known media from the European-Turkish Alliance.

In front of the camera, behind the Binghan Tower Master, people can see through the lens and through the glass behind the Binghan Tower Master that the Chiyan Tower Master is currently wearing fitness clothes and punching sandbags wildly.

Emmmmm…

"Fake news, next!"

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Special interviews like the [Magicians Association] also occur among major extraordinary groups - of course, these interviews are more likely to be broadcast in the local areas affiliated with the extraordinary groups.

As long as the extraordinary representatives are regarded as the national team, and then the local media interviews the national team of the country... this is probably the way to understand it.

If you are more concerned about the extraordinary situation in other countries, are you welcome to watch the public channel?

The TV screen in a hotel suite was suddenly turned off using the remote control.

I saw Father Stella carrying a suitcase out at this time, and slammed it in front of Vasco and Sister Lavinia, "Here is one billion cash! All of them, buy me to win! You also buy with me,

Can win!"

This was indeed something that Stella, whom Vasco had known since childhood, could do... The old paladin subconsciously glanced at the suitcase that had been thrown open due to excessive movement, and couldn't help but frown.

"What the hell...is this a Zimbabu coin?"

"What's the problem?!" Father Stella crossed his arms and snorted coldly, and said arrogantly: "If it's not enough, I'll add three times more!"

Paladin Vasco sighed for a moment, then shook his head, and then turned his face away.

As for Sister Lavinia... the nun directly dragged Father Stella away at this time.

"Wait! Don't think that because you are a woman, I won't hit you, Lavinia?! You try to touch me again? I'll arrest you for an interview at Tokyo-Hot's office?"

"Lord, please..."

Violent sounds came from inside, Vasco sighed again, then picked up the phone and called the front desk to bring some gauze, hemostatic medicine and other things, and prepare for cleaning.

After that, Paladin Vasco decided to call the Pope at the church headquarters to discuss the [Conference of Power].

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Mr Gareth also called Her Majesty from her residence.

It's just that Mr. Gareth has made the third call, and the reply is that Her Majesty the Queen is walking her pet at the moment. Her Majesty the Queen seems to be in a good mood and in good spirits today. She is already in the garden.

It’s the third lap.

——You can’t answer the phone while walking your pet?

The sad Mr. Gareth almost dropped the phone.

Finally, when the fourth call was made, Her Majesty the Queen received a response.

Her Majesty the Queen responded this way: Participate well and show your British style. People across the country will support you. Gareth, you are the pride of our Britain!

Mr. Gareth said that he couldn't do it and could he resign now?

Her Majesty the Queen said again: Gareth, you are naughty again. I will set the alarm tomorrow and watch your performance on time. Work hard.

fall.

In all conscience, this is really the first time Mr. Gareth has ever hung up on Her Majesty the Queen.

In the end, Mr. Gareth had no choice but to pick up the high-quality phone, and a text message came from it - it was from Lancelot.

The general idea is that she will be ordered to arrive at the Forbidden City tonight.

Mr. Gareth not only frowned, but also murmured with some concern: "We are facing strong men from all over the world, and if we just send Lancelot to support, it will be really... if, if Farley is at this time

If Mr. Er can attend on behalf of the [Knight Organization]..."

What are you thinking about?

Where Farrell is now, no one knows.

Mr. Gareth only felt that his future was bleak. He was worried and decided to go to the hotel bar to get drunk. At this time, he had no one around him who could share his worries. He was called an orphan of this extraordinary summit meeting.

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"Sir Qingming, Mr. Pavilion has just given instructions. This martial arts tournament will give us full support. No matter what, we must successfully obtain the qualifications for a seat on the council."

I saw a man wearing a yin-yang Taoist robe, kneeling in front of the chessboard, playing Go by himself, and didn't even respond to the speaker.

"Sir Qingming? What Mr. Ge means is... that he will lend the [Three Divine Weapons]!"

"What age has it been? There are still [Three Divine Weapons]." I heard Master Seimei shaking his head in front of the chessboard and sighing: "It's not shameful... You didn't give those three scraps of copper and iron in the shrine."

Blown out."

"Sir Seimei!" The speaker suddenly became excited. He was reading a good book.

Lord Qingming said calmly: "I will get the qualifications of the council... Now, please don't disturb me, you can go out first."

"……yes."

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They are all rapidly preparing strategies for the unexpected [Contest of Power].

The world seems to have ushered in a carnival of discussion.

On the way home, Aunt Ren sat in the interview car and was looking at something else - the construction of the [Contest of Power] venue.

"Let the world see what Chinese construction is?" Aunt Ren frowned, and then shook her head. She felt that it was not interesting. This thing can also be pulled out separately and made into a program. Some TV stations really want to watch it.

Shameless?

"Hey, they dug up the mountains of mud and rocks that previously besieged our city and used them as materials." Lizi took the phone from Ren Ziling and watched the live broadcast of the construction site of the martial arts tournament, while saying: "I

I think it’s pretty good, reusing waste and not wasting it at all.”

Aunt Ren leaned against the car window and looked out, "I don't know yet, how we are going to do a live broadcast tomorrow...these gods fight and move mountains and seas at every turn. It's too dangerous to shoot on site."

"Sister Ren, do you know the danger?" Lizi asked with a surprised look on her face.

"What are you thinking about?" Aunt Ren said angrily, "I'm only thirty, and I still have a lot of youth, okay?"

Li Zi smiled and tickled her.

Looking at the fight between the two in the rearview mirror, Old Q swallowed quietly and asked immediately: "Boss, shall we go back to the company directly now?"

"I'm not going back." Aunt Ren thought for a moment and said, "I want to go back and see Xiao Xi... Wait, you'd better walk around the neighborhood first to see if any clothes shops are open. I want to give Xiao Xi some time first.

Buy some sets of clothes."

"receive!"

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Xiao Xi...Long Xiruo's personal phone number was almost blocked by the administration.
To be continued...