The "Little Green Sheep" who should be so charming in people's imagination walked on the river platform and in particular, in people's eyes... it was just a young man with yellow face, ordinary facial features, and not outstanding performance.

Only when I took the stage at this moment did I see my heart.

But standing in front of him was Chen Yanxun, who became famous in one battle and made himself a favorite to win the championship with overwhelming victory. So far, no opponent has seen any opportunity in his round!

"The disciples of the God of War are all dragons and phoenixes. Wang Yiwu is brave and resolute, Ji Zhaonan is unparalleled in style, Chen Zeqing's army is a peerless one..."

Chen Yanxun is not a very high-profile personality. Compared to Bao Xuanjing, who shows his face everywhere, he often shows a sense of existence. He knows that a gentleman is hiding his inferiority.

It was his turn to play, so he went on stage to play well. Before he could, he closed his eyes and rested in the audience.

It was at this moment that I opened my eyes and stood up, and then my sharpness suddenly appeared.

"But I think they won't be using Zhenhe Zhenjun as their opponent now."

"Is the nemesis of the disciple of the God of War?"

"The current opponent of Zhenhe Zhenjun... should be the Great Qi army god."

His eyes looked at Chu Yao, which was somewhat meaningful: "Maybe my opponent is not you."

The leader of the State of Song was Shen Xiyuan, the director of Minglun Academy. Minglun Academy is the national academy of Song State. It once advanced with Haoran Academy, and they all said that they were the "No. 1 academy below the four majors". Now they are gradually getting worse.

Compared with state affairs, Shen Xiyuan is better at literary affairs and writes good articles. Today's prime minister Tu Weijian is his senior brother. Compared to the one who is worried about everything, he has much more style of a famous scholar. On the eve of the Yellow River Meeting, the Song Dynasty sent a bunch of famous scholars to book a place to write poems, which he nodded.

At this moment, he was sitting in the audience, probably going to be calm and unstoppable, but the geniuses of my Song Dynasty were so crazy? After thinking about it, he grabbed the sheep's whiskers again.

"Heavenly works hard to repay the heavens, and a gentleman will meet in the wind and clouds. He has great ambitions, and the red carp will change the dragon!" Wei Xuanche sat upright in the frost position, pressing the frost floating like wildfire: "This boy's bow is not full, and the arrow is aimed at Tiankui... What does Zhenhe Zhenjun say?"

The referee who avoided suspicion retreated all the way and had already retreated behind the King of Brother Li Wei.

The seat of Dragon Lord in the past did not appear, and he was also half a step, keeping his composure.

Said it was a close greeting to the emperor of the great power.

It's like being on guard against thorns at close range.

So Emperor Wei could only talk to him with a little bit of his head.

Of course, if he carries a hammer, he can catch the back of his head and give it to the two emperors one by one.

As for Brother Hong’s new brother’s joke, Jiang Wang, as the old brother, just smiled, deliberately raised his hand, and raised his sleeves: “Then I’m going to warm up.”

"It's better to call past referees over and have a meeting of Yellow River referees." Wei Xuanche's eyes were deep and his meaning was far-reaching, but his tone was relaxed: "I see that the new leader of Yujingshan is very suitable for sharpening the sword for Jiang Zhenjun."

"How could this be said!" Jiang Wang quickly stopped the joke: "The leader of the famous sect of Yujing. He once guarded the Heavenly Gate in this world. He has high morals and great merits. Jiang has always regarded himself as his junior, so how could he have the intention of trying a sword? He would rather follow the throne of the master and listen to the mysterious meaning of the Taoist scriptures."

"Huang Wei forgot that Master Yu had only been here before the game." Hong Junyan said calmly: "Zhenhe Zhenjun also has new friends!"

"I dare not say that my friend who forgot his age is indeed a close elder!" Jiang Wangyun said calmly: "At least he helped me in time, instead of making me embarrassed. He accomplished a big deal, instead of making trouble for me."

"But after all, this is the meeting of the Yellow River Tianjiao, not the meeting of the Yellow River referee." Hong Junyan did not react at all, and only leaned over and looked down at the confrontation of the genius on the stage: "Although Zhenhe Zhenjun has invincible confidence, is your apprentice like this?"

"This is Chu Yao's Yellow River Meeting, not another life for Jiang Wang. I can't answer for him." Jiang Wang looked at the stage in a flash, and at this moment he was just an audience.

He is a teacher, watching the young man who teaches him first.

I used to tie a horse, I used to run south, and I used to run a white cow, and I used to keep my ink dry and ink dry, but my pen was bald... I had a headache when I read, and I had as many calluses on my hands as I used to hold my sword.

Chu Yao's master said, "I think he is about to give you an answer."

This year, Yao Zishu is still like the disciples of Longmen Academy that lost nowhere, and she still stayed on the watchtower platform to cheer for her fellow disciples.

Of course, she has a more reasonable excuse this year. She is a player under the age of 30 and has basically no chance of reaching the next round.

The Yellow River Conference has expanded its quota a lot, giving everyone a chance to go to power. But the competition is particularly fierce. Even a world-class corpse like Longmen Academy wants to make a quota of the quarterfinals, it is not the right time, place, people and people.

You must not only sign and be strong, but also be strong, but you cannot get it in the end.

As for her, Yao Zishu, it would be great to win the main competition. The dean’s daughter does not have to be the dean. The future of Longmen Academy is the responsibility of the senior sister.

"What a proud boy..." She wrinkled her nose, but she was a little accustomed to it. The geniuses who came to the stage this year did not compare to Jiang Wang too much.

I can't help but wonder...will this idol's apprentice respond arrogantly?

It is also a heavy test to raise the eyes of the world and add the pride of the stage.

Chen Yan was looking for Confucian clothes to cultivate herself, and seemed to be indifferent to nothing. His aura had been raised in overwhelming victory. At this moment, it was like a sea of ​​clouds at the top, with a strong momentum over the wind.

Compared to this, Chu Yao still has an ordinary face. No matter how tall he stands on the world where stars shine, it is really ordinary.

But there are strong pine trees on the cliff.

"The future is the future." He just said calmly: "Now I'll stand in front of you."

Chen Yanxun may be a peerless genius who can compare with his master! Everyone said this, and he also performed this way.

But today, he has to cross a barrier called "Chu Yao".

Mu Fuyao's sleeves raised were dusk covering the moon. Neither of the two confronted him on the stage could see each other and could only silently adjust their own state... When the sleeves were put down, the game had already begun.

The dusk was still slowly dissipating, and the two people's eyes had already collided!

It was like two waterfalls running at high speed, colliding irreversibly. The brilliance of the gaze was like a splash of beads!

Everything that both sides saw began to twist, and the bizarre scene was like a mirage that had been cut from nowhere, piled up in a mess.

Fighting each other, stepping into different illusions.

It actually started with an illusion duel.

"Destroy the lies and seek the truth" is the prelude to this fight, and both sides showed their determination to play this as the final chapter-

A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix in one moment, and a sword energy in one moment.

Illusion is originally bizarre and strange. When the little haired gods bewitch people's hearts, they are often the ancient gods who create the world and create the world. The illusion of continuous collision and light splitting is even more exaggerated in the shattering of sight.

Just from the light and shadow performance, even if the referee ends up like this.

The audience in the audience was stunned... Should we say that we are worthy of being "Little Qingyang"? We are just taking real action now!

"Chu Yao showed off an illusion he had never shown before!"

Xu San shouted at the commentary seat, as if he had discovered some true secret of Taoism: "As the true disciple of Zhenhe Zhenjun, he is expressing more possibilities to us. Can we understand this way - Zhenhe Zhenjun is actually good at this way, but he never reveals it, and no one can force him to that point?!"

Bian Qian glanced at him.

Sometimes I really don't understand these men.

You are so interested in Zhenhe Zhenjun, and you always look eager to try it out in your words... You go to him to discuss it! I will always analyze what to do here.

This is Chu Yao’s game!

Of course, she had known the young man on the stage for a long time. She had chased for four thousand miles for a little girl from a small mountain village, cutting melons and vegetables all the way. Xiangling'er was so scared that she disappeared overnight, and finally ended the story with the death of a beautiful woman in Xinxiang.

The latest beauty in Xinxiang is called "Qiongzhi". Her talent for beauty is amazing and she grows very fast. It is said that she has Tianxiang's potential...

Bian Qian didn't care about the losses caused by the other party to the Sanfen Xiangqi Building. The four words "Jiang Wang personally" are qualified to "have to be explained".

She was just curious - when the little girl who returned to the small mountain village had already seen the prosperity of the world and could not settle for poverty in thatched huts. How would this young man who was already in the forefront?

Looking forward to the meeting between Xiao Cui and Chu Yao again, it must be much more exciting than the current competition!

"Yes, as we all know, Diaohailou is very good at illusion, and Xiyue'an is also known for its use of illusion. Jiang Zhenjun travels to Jiantian and has had a very close exchange in both places. His illusion skills are obviously extraordinary - this is the same as the 'Little Qingyang' lineage!"

He successfully turned the conversation back to the game itself. Bian Qian, who was quite tired, still had a bright smile: "As for Chen Yanxun, looking at every game, he firmly grasped the rhythm of the battle and attacked the strong... I can only say that no one has reached his limit yet!"

"What does she mean when she said this 'very close communication'...?" Gu Xiaoyao, who was four and a half years old, asked in front of the huge water mirror mysterious curtain array.

At this moment, most of the remaining members of Diaohailou gathered here to watch the "Unprecedented Yellow River Event" (the advertising slogan when the Yellow River Event event group sold broadcast rights).

The East China Sea has been ruled by Qi, and there is almost no autonomous land in the offshore archipelago except Yanggu.

Diaohailou has been shifting its focus to [Tianjing Kingdom] over the years, but there are still some foundations that cannot be removed - the reason why we did not choose [Cangwu Realm] is because of the psychological shadow of being called a hammer by Jingguo.

At this moment, the elders of Jinghai Chongguang, Qin Zhen, and the leader of the sect Chen Zhitao were all there.

No one responded to the innocent words of the children. It seemed that he had never heard them.

Only the white-browed woman who was watching the game seriously said 'Oh': "He and I are friends."

Gu Xiaoyao is a fisherman's woman. When her parents went to sea, they had an accident. Later, they joined Zhu Biqiong's door and changed their current name.

Although she is young, she is very smart and obviously doesn't believe it: "That's it?"

"That's it." Zhu Biqiong said.

Gu Xiaoyao muttered, "I haven't heard of Zhenhe Zhenjun coming to our place..."

"I've been here, Xiao Yao." Qin Zhen said with a smile: "Clog the door and kill the true disciple of our Diaohailou. At that time, he was in the inner palace!"

She added: "By the way, that true master possesses the magical power of the Heavenly Gate. He had the opportunity to take off the legendary magical power [Heaven and Earth Gate]! This magical power of the Heavenly Gate..."

"Elder Qin should not tell the child like this." Chen Zhitao was quite helpless: "Although what he said was the truth, the reason was not like this. Mr. Jiang was not a person who bullies others by virtue, and he had no deep hatred with us. At the beginning, we made things difficult for him, but he followed the rules in everything... In the end, he preserved our inheritance. We only respect him."

Qin Zhen smiled and said, "Just tell stories to children! Emperor Wu of Qi said that he should 'beautify him' by studying history, and our poster is too honest."

Chen Zhitao looked at the game ongoing in the sky: "I just know my shallowness, so I don't look at those floating lights and bubbles. The sea will remember everything, all the decorative foam and hidden glaciers will eventually return to the sea."

"This child's illusion... have you taught him?" Elder Chongguang, who had been silent, asked at the battle in the huge water mirror.

"When he came to the sea to find his father's traces, he taught for a while." Chen Zhitao said calmly: "But what this child is best at... is Fengzhen."

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To be continued...