Chapter 52
The other side.
Phoebe slapped the armrest of the sofa, his eyes widened, and his magic power exploded in anger, flashing like lightning and crackling around him.
"Whose cats are they? How did they win first place?"
The servant was so frightened that he knelt on the spot and confessed: "It is the cat of the magician Isius. This man brought four cats to participate in the competition."
Phoebe was about to yell, but was confused by the "four cats". She asked in surprise: "He takes care of four cats by himself?!"
The attendant said respectfully: "It was granted by King Levin."
Phoebe was furious. He grabbed the attendant by the collar and yelled, "It was Levin who did it. Is he going to challenge our Jupis family head-on? Does he dare to compete with us for the first place?"
The attendant said hurriedly: "I don't know, but, maybe it is."
"Of course!"
Phoebe clenched his fists, his features twisted like a demon, and cursed: "I don't know how he found helpers. He has become so powerful that he dares to go against us. What a waste!"
"yes……"
The attendant was at a loss.
Phoebe stared at the four cats with different postures off the field, cruel thoughts popped up in his mind, and murderous eyes were revealed.
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at the same time.
After the four cats finished the first round of the competition, they were cursing at each other secretly.
"Buyer, you are cheating, aren't you? You stepped on my tail before you even ran away."
Eliog angrily denounced his compatriots' scheming, and was so angry that his cat eyes lit up.
The little puppet laughed and shook its paw, saying, "I didn't say it was a fair race. And you used magic. It's just a small competition, and you actually used magic. You are cheating!"
Eliog became even more furious and swung his tail. "The rules don't say anything about that. What's wrong with me using it? I can still use my power!"
Beelzebub beside him snorted and said with a sidelong glance, "Childish, it's just a competition, what's the point of arguing?"
Eliog and Buyer turned their heads at the same time, cursing in their hearts, how dare this guy say that after jumping the gun.
"It's obvious that you are the one with the strongest desire to win!"
The three cats exchanged fierce glances.
In contrast, since Persia was speechless, the other three started to play tricks from the beginning, and the only honest cat was me?!
But when Bosi turned around and saw his father's smile opposite him, he felt that everything could be forgiven.
Because at this moment, they are the pride of their father!
Is there anything more important than making your father happy? Nothing!
The gray cat waved to the young man on the platform. Its clever and cute gesture attracted the love of many cat lovers at the scene.
"Oh my god, it loves its owner so much. I can't imagine how lucky its owner is to have it."
Someone couldn't help but say: "All four are so cute, the little puppets are the gods of my dreams..."
The four cats formed their own territory on the field. The other cats trembled in fear and dared not approach. Even though they were bigger in size, higher in level, and looked more powerful, they were still so afraid of the four little ones.
Milad, who was in control, was stunned for several seconds. However, no matter how he looked, the tops of the four cats' heads only showed levels of over thirty.
He thought, could it be that they were hiding their levels? Well, the rules didn't say they couldn't hide. But this... could it be an illusion magic? But what kind of illusion magic could deceive his eyes?
The great magician Milad was well-informed and thought he would not make a fuss about anything, but today he was really dumbfounded.
I have never seen such shocking cats, and there are four of them! And the owner is still the same person.
How do their owners raise them?
Milad was puzzled and couldn't react for a while.
The only one who didn’t think anything was weird was probably Seuss, who used a very thick filter.
At this moment, Xius felt very sorry about one thing.
That is because he didn't have a camera! If he could invent a camera, he could record the cute poses of his children.
As a next best option, it would be nice if he could perform image magic.
He had no idea that Levin beside him had been stunned, as if his mind had been shocked by the horrifying fact. He was unable to react for a long time, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and his whole body was frozen in place.
Levin's mind was full of thoughts like "Ah, could Mr. Isius be the number one human being? How can he be so far away and yet so right in front of me? I'm going crazy, really crazy. Don't blame me for exaggerating, I really didn't expect it." His brain was about to explode and he couldn't speak.
Seeing the stupid king's stupid look, the little black bird in the system box thought it was funny and ran out because it couldn't stand the loneliness.
If it weren't for his built-in cognitive shielding, Milad in the audience would have been able to recognize him at a glance. Isn't he the little bird beside the Lord of the Abyss?
The little black bird puffed up its cheeks, perched on Hughes' shoulder, and watched the show with its big eyes open.
As soon as He appeared, the light in the room dimmed, but no one noticed anything unusual.
He chirped, "This is the first time I've watched the Abyss Lords fight up close!"
When Levin saw Him, his expression was as if he had seen a ferocious beast.
If cats are so scary, birds must be scary too.
How many pets does Mr. Isius have on him!
Levine brainstorms.
There was a lot of discussion on the scene.
At this point, according to the competition process, the host should announce the start of the next round. The venue is an artificial hill, and climbing the hill in 3 minutes is considered a success, with no limit on the number of participants. The rules are very simple.
This time, everyone's expectations are at their highest.
The result exceeded expectations, and the four cats were ranked first again!
The host's eyes widened and his mouth opened, and no one could see clearly how they ran.
There were warriors of level 70, 80 and even 90 present, but they were so focused that they even activated their skills, and yet no one knew their climbing route at all. Only a few afterimages could be seen.
Is this an illusion? This is definitely an illusion. With their eyesight, how could they not see the climbing route of a few kittens?
Everyone looked at Milad. As a great magician, Milad should see the truth of the matter.
But Milad was also confused. He clearly couldn't see any magic circle forming. How could it be some illusion magic?
Although illusion magic is not his research field, it shouldn't be so difficult for even him to see through it.
Milad could only say that these four cats were so extraordinary, they were simply divine cats.
No, it's the cat god!
Who exactly is their owner...Mr. Isius?
Milad turned his head again and saw Levin sitting on the chair, his hands on his forehead, his head lowered, his face dark and his expression unclear.
What's going on?
Milad thought, could this be King Levin's plan? Did he deliberately invite Mr. Ixus to participate in the competition and then let Mr. Ixus's pet cat shock the audience?
Wait, isn't the purpose of this competition to find the "number one"? Why are you asking your people to fight for the first place?
Milad was full of doubts, but in fact he was only a thin line away from the truth.
At this time, the four cats' communication space was in chaos.
"I told you to keep a low profile, but you guys are still running so fast. What are you trying to do?"
Eliog protested vehemently.
Beelzebub said coldly: "How dare you say that? You are obviously the fastest runner."
Buyer was not convinced: "That's right, He even used his magic power to suppress me, that's too much!"
Eliog said as a matter of course: "I'm just afraid that other cats will take the first place. And Buyel, you were the one who used magic to suppress me first."
Buyer's cat eyes widened: "Ah! You can't possibly realize it's me."
Eliorg: “Hehe.”
Inbosi, who had been silent the whole time, couldn't help but said, "You are all the same, stop arguing!"
The three cats were stunned and looked at Inpos together.
Inbos curled his lips and said, "Humph, the older you get, the more childish you become."
Excluding the little black and white bird, the 22nd ranked Imbos is indeed a little brother to them.
I was scolded by my younger brother.
Sanmao fell silent and thought for a while. He really needed to keep a low profile and not cause trouble for his father.
And if they exaggerate further, even their father will doubt whether they are hiding their strength.
They all looked at Hughes on the platform and found that Hughes still had a smile that said "My child is so awesome".
They were stunned, thinking in unison, my gentle and innocent father was blinded by the filter again. I felt a little uneasy, what should I do?
The four cats looked at each other and thought that they really had to keep a low profile in the next game.
Then, the third round, the fourth round, the fifth round... the host's voice announcing the results of the competition became more shocking each time.
Even though their performance seems average, they are still number one!
What kind of owner has such a powerful cat? Unbelievable.
The whole audience was shocked, and many people's hearts melted.
"The little doll is so cute, come and give mommy a hug~"
"The silver-haired one is so cool. Wait, did it glare at me? Why did my pure gold watch suddenly explode?!"
"I took the gray cat away!"
Ordinary people and nobles were discussing it enthusiastically.
The high-level masters looked at each other in bewilderment. They thought, as a magical beast, they must be high-level magical beasts. Not to mention their strength, their wisdom is not only level 60, but also level 70, right?
"What kind of cat is this? It doesn't look like a powerful magical beast, is it? Is it a modified breed?"
"…Unbelievable, are they really cats?"
They just came to watch a relaxing game, but who would have thought they would witness such a situation.
A nobleman related to the military said: "Wait, their owner was specially recommended by King Levin... Did the king hold this competition on purpose?"
"for what?"
Some people couldn't help but ponder, suspecting that the king might not be as simple as he seemed, and might have other intentions.
Someone seemed to have thought of something, and cast his eyes towards the platform where Phoebe was standing, muttering to himself silently: "Will the king not target the Jupis family?"
Everyone suddenly had strange expressions. Everyone knew that Phoebe was the pet lover in the city and was the least likely to miss this competition.
Could it be that this is a way of attacking the tiger from behind the mountain? King Levin actually has such a plan?
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On the other hand, Phoebe became angrier and angrier as she watched, until she was so angry that smoke came out of her head. For the first time in her life, she was so irritated and angry that she almost stomped the floor to pieces with her feet.
"I don't know where this wild cat came from, but he actually dared to challenge the authority of our Jupis family!"
There was a twenty-minute break before the next round. He cast his gaze at the servant next to him, gritting his teeth and with a vicious look in his eyes. The servant understood what he meant without him having to say much.
——We can’t let them appear again, kill them.
The attendant immediately took orders and passed them on to other servants, strictly emphasizing that the killing must be done without anyone noticing.
"It turned out to be food poisoning, which was quickly resolved."
The man in black nodded immediately and disappeared.
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Meanwhile, on the platform.
Levin hadn't recovered yet, his eyes were fixed on the ground, and he occasionally glanced at Hughes with trembling eyes.
Xius's expression was indifferent, and it seemed that he was just here to watch the game, without any abnormality.
You won’t see that kind of “world’s best” arrogance or authority in him. You will only think that he is a person with a gentle temperament, who seems easy to get along with and easy to talk to. In fact, this is the case, right?
But seeing the four cats continuously winning first place, Levin's impression became stronger and stronger, and he believed at least 50% that Mr. Isius was the terrifying existence who shocked the world and won first place.
Otherwise, how could you raise such...amazing kittens?
He runs a bookstore, studies magic as a hobby, and loves to keep cats. His cats are so naughty that they play with the God of Rankings, driving the whole world crazy.
All the information pointed to the person in front of him!
But Levin was also confused and at a loss. Was he going to suddenly go over and ask Isius - "Are you ranked first among humans?"
Hey, hey, this is too rude. What if he is hiding in the Oedipus Empire to do magic research just to avoid being disturbed by others? If you suddenly go over and reveal his identity, how will he look at you?
Although Levin didn't think Mr. Isius would be angry about this, what if? What if that happened to be Mr. Isius's minefield? He might not do anything to you, but he might just turn around and leave.
——It’s better not to wait for this great Oedipus Empire!
He remembered what the prime minister said, that he must learn to get along with the strong. That's right, as a king, he must be better at "diplomacy" than anyone else in the country!
There was a blazing fire of awareness in Levin's eyes, his fists were clenched under his sleeves, and his face was extremely serious, as if he was facing a critical moment of life and death.
Perhaps his little action on the side was too obvious, and Hughes looked towards his position curiously.
Levin froze on the spot, cold sweat running down his back.
"What's wrong?"
Hughes looked at him, thinking he was unwell.
Levin was terrified, afraid that he would reveal that he knew the other party's identity. He tried to put on a smile and said, "I was so shocked. I didn't expect Mr. Isius's child to be so powerful."
His words hit the nail on the head. No parent can resist others praising their children.
Zeus was naturally proud in his heart. In his opinion, his child was more than 8,000 years old and had been living in such a terrifying place as the abyss. What was so strange about him being a little different?
It would be better to say that, so far, his children have behaved too normally, a little bit not in line with their age. They are cute in everyday life, but there is a part of Hughes that expects them to become powerful. Well... maybe the word powerful is not right.
Of course, Hughes still had to be modest on the surface for the children, and smiled faintly: "It's all the result of their hard work."
Levin took out a towel to wipe his sweat, thinking, can you do that with just hard work? Sure enough, the cognition of the first-ranked human being is different.
That's right. No wonder Mr. Isius said that he raised twenty-four children. He really has the ability to raise so many children. No, it's better to say that he is too powerful. He can raise more than twenty-four children. With the strength ranked first among human beings, he can support several countries without any problem.
Levin didn't dare to imagine what the other "children" were like. He always felt that they must be monstrous-level powerful.
Come to think of it, he had felt it was a bit subtle before. When Mr. Isius called his pet a "child", he thought it was just a show of affection. Now that he thought about it... it seemed like it was more than just affection.
Levin's brain was so blown that he couldn't pay attention to Milad's inquiring look.
Milad tried desperately to wink at Levin, but received no response, and was somewhat convinced.
Milad felt very sorry that the prime minister was not there, otherwise he would at least have someone to discuss things with.
At the same time, news of the competition venue spread by word of mouth, and the major noble families in the imperial city were the first to know about it.
"Is this true? I thought it was just some crazy activity by the king, but I didn't expect there was a conspiracy behind it."
"Let's go and have a look. By the way, the second young master of the Sword Saint family, Phoebe, is also here. Since he is participating, he must win first place. The king cannot be unaware of this. But under the current circumstances, does the king want to step on Phoebe to win first place? Is he going to compete head-on with the Sword Saint family?"
This possibility is quite amazing. As we all know, King Levin is just an ordinary person. He can only fill in level 43 after using all his resources. Compared with the kings of other countries, it is far behind.
Let's not compare it to the distant past. Let's compare it to King Roman, the king who didn't do his job properly. Even though Roman Ross was obsessed with art and beauty, he still reached level 83! Level 83 is enough to be a general in an ordinary country, but Roman Ross was crazy. Although he had great talent, he refused to practice.
In today's world, who will the weak obey as king? Why would you obey someone who is weaker than you and whom you can kill with just one finger?
Either you are strong in strength or strong in other aspects. Otherwise, you are not worthy of being the king.
However, now it seems that King Levin is hiding something.
However, hitting Feibi in the face is equivalent to hitting the Jupis family in the face. The elders of the Jupis family are so protective of their shortcomings. I don’t know what will happen...
"Let's go check it out. Is there any room left?"
Therefore, during these twenty minutes, many nobles who had time to watch the fun came.
As for the Jupis family, Phoebe's servants also informed the old man.
Generally speaking, the elders in their family would not care about such trivial matters, and would even teach Phoebe a lesson for randomly shaking people, but today, things were different.
"King Levin, is he going to rebel?"
The white-haired old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately released a terrifying murderous aura.
He was thin but strong, and when he stood up he was as simple as a bamboo pole. But when his magic power started to work, his muscles expanded and he actually grew into a strong body on the spot.
He was the Western Sword Master of the previous generation. At his peak, he had reached level 97, ranking eighth among all humans. As he aged, his strength declined. In recent years, he even fell out of the top 100 in the human ranking. But those who know him will know that ranking does not represent everything. The God of Ranking ranks people according to normal strength. However, in this world, some people have abnormal strength. For example, he.
"Haha, it's really interesting. A mere little king dares to challenge our Jupiter family. If we don't teach him a lesson, he might not know who founded the Oedipus Empire."
The old man suddenly broke into a sinister smile, his eyes extremely cold.
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At this time, in the waiting room, the other cats were huddled at the door, with the four cats occupying most of the space.
Eliorger warned them one by one: "Keep a low profile, okay?"
Beelzebub nodded and said, "It's just a small competition, don't strive for first place in everything."
Buyer restrained himself for a rare moment, "Anyway, as long as one of us is first, father will be very happy."
They exchanged glances, and for once they seemed to agree and speak in unison.
"For my father!"
"For my father!"
"For my father!"
Their voices sound just like meows to humans. Humans cannot understand them at all, but they can feel their enlightenment.
At this time, Xiusi was teasing the little black bird on the platform. Looking back, he found that there were more and more people on the platform, and they were all from aristocratic families.
Perhaps they knew something, for they looked at him with more or less inquiry in their eyes, but it seemed that they were discussing more about the king rather than him.
"The king is not here? Where did he go?"
"He must be there, in disguise. Let the intelligence officer find him."
Some people whispered.
Milad looked around the field, hesitant to speak. The original purpose of this competition was to find the "first place", but who would have thought that it would become a crusade against King Levin. He suspected that Levin had ulterior motives and pretended to hold an animal competition in order to crack down on other nobles.
Otherwise, you see, the cats brought by the people recommended by King Levin put too much pressure on the pets of other nobles, causing them to wilt.
Bullying a pet is tantamount to bullying its owner. Isn't this a power struggle?
There was a lot of chaos on the platform, and Levin's disguise was soon seen through by some intelligence agents.
Rumors also began to spread among the nobles.
"Humph, I knew he was there, but I didn't expect him to be so bold as to stand right next to that master."
"It's dark under the lamp. This guy is becoming more and more scheming."
Levin himself had no time to pay attention to them. His mind was full of how to make friends with Mr. Isius.
As time was running out and there was no new news from the servants, Phoebe became extremely annoyed.
Just then, the twenty-minute break was declared over.
The gate opened and the staff came out, leading the "contestants" out.
The four cats were in the front, and the other cats and tigers kept a distance of two or three meters from them, not daring to get close at all, as if this game was the home court of the four cats from the beginning to the end.
Seeing is believing. Everyone who just arrived was stunned.
"Aren't these kittens? What do you think happened to them?"
Others shook their heads, wondering how a kitten could run at the speed of sound.
"You'll find out when you wait and see."
Those people were skeptical.
Phoebe was furious and cursed, "How did they get out alive?"
The servant's face turned pale because he had just received news that all the people who carried out the mission were dead.
"All of them died suddenly. I don't know who did it. It may be the work of King Levin."
When Phoebe heard this, she was so angry that her face turned green, and she couldn't help but draw her sword and kill him on the spot.
At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him. He hated it most when someone blocked his way, but at this moment he dared not say a word. His eyes trembled, and after a few seconds he managed to say something.
"Grandpa, you are here."
The old sword master squinted his eyes, his cold gaze as sharp as a blade, as if it could nail him to death on the spot.
Phoebe trembled with fear.
Fortunately, the old swordsman shifted his gaze after a few seconds and snorted coldly: "I want to see what this is all about."
Milad looked around the room and suddenly sensed a murderous aura, he turned around and saw that it came from the old man next to Phoebe.
Old Sword Master!
Milad broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that things were developing too quickly. Even the old swordsman of the Jupis family had shown up. Would this end badly?
Milad still remembered it clearly. The old swordsman was a villain when he was young, and he was still a villain even when he was old. He was extremely protective of his people. If anyone provoked his juniors, he would be considered merciful if he didn't kill the entire family.
A strong man kills without leaving any trace, so even if you have the courage to track him down, you may not be able to find him, not to mention that most people don't have the courage.
Most likely, he was upset about Ferrol losing an arm but he had to hold it in. Now that he was aroused, the anger was about to explode.
Milad never thought that things would turn out like this. He turned to look at Levin again.
Levin obviously noticed the arrival of the old sword master, but for some reason, he was not as nervous as he was before when facing the old sword master.
But it seems like there is something more tense.
Milad was confused. Even the old swordsman showed up on the opposite side. Are you really not afraid at all? The number one human in the ranking disappeared, but he was the first to become confused.
Milad's eyes turned and stopped on Hughes.
Before he could think about it, the host announced the start of the sixth round.
So far, there are only five cats left.
This round is different from the previous five rounds. It tests intelligence, that is, problem solving!
Considering that cats' claws cannot hold a pen, they set up ten multiple-choice questions that the cats can answer by moving the fur ball in front of them.
Upon hearing about the setting of this competition, people at the scene started to discuss it.
"The sixth round is a bit strange, isn't it? Cats are cats, how can they understand the knowledge of us humans?"
"Why can't you understand? Don't underestimate the wisdom of monsters!"
Xius was a little worried because his children had lived in the abyss for many years and might not understand the knowledge of the human world.
Then, the host announced the start of the competition and asked questions one by one.
Ten minutes later, the whole place was silent.
The four cats won again, they answered all the questions correctly, while the one next to them got dizzy after less than three questions and was eliminated.
Everyone was shocked.
Not only are they powerful, but their intelligence is also extraordinary. Are they really cats?
It simply refreshed their understanding of "cats"...
On the other hand, Zeus was relieved. He thought they didn't know such complicated knowledge, but he didn't expect that they could answer all of them correctly.
My child is so smart.
Then, the seventh round came.
This round still tests intelligence, but the difficulty has increased dramatically and involves advanced knowledge. The person who sets the questions is Milad, and the person who reads the questions is also Milad.
Milad walked up to the stage, the center of attention, but the looks from the four cats were not as stressful to him.
The little puppet seemed impatient and urged him to ask the questions quickly with its eyes.
It was hard for Milad to imagine that he would be scared by a kitten, but the fact was that he was scared and had goose bumps all over his body.
He quickly looked at the question and read out a slightly complicated math calculation problem.
More than half of the people present couldn’t think of the answer and were discussing, “No way, giving a cat a math problem?”
But all the cats on the scene, except for the little puppet, answered the questions immediately.
The little puppet was stunned. He was eliminated. He cursed in his heart, "Damn it, he is not good at math problems!"
He returned to Hughes and rubbed his head complainingly. Hughes comforted him, "There are always good and bad things."
The little puppet meowed.
The questions continued to be asked, and everyone thought that the winner would be decided after three questions at most, but reality slapped them in the face again.
The three cats not only got to the third question, but also to the thirtieth question, and their answers were extremely fast.
Three cats were able to answer questions that even the human brain couldn't react to, and so quickly?
Is this still a cat?
The people present could no longer understand what was happening.
From surprise to shock, to shock, and then to daze, and a blank mind.
When it came to the end of the questions, Milad was sweating and closed the question book because he had finished asking the questions.
However, there are still three left on the scene. Should they all be declared first place, or something else?
Milad was in a dilemma. Unlike the others, he was close to them and noticed that the three cats were handling the situation with ease, which meant that these problems were nothing to them.
Milad's mind changed slightly, and he suddenly came up with an idea, which was to set the questions on the spot.
Amidst a discussion at the scene, he actually spoke and asked a question about space magic, asking them to solve this incomplete space magic. Is it repairable, or is it impossible to repair and can only be scratched out and redrawn?
As he spoke, he actually drew a magic circle.
As soon as the question came out, it naturally caused a commotion.
Eliog and Beelzebub are about to curse at the same time. What they are worst at is space magic. Do you want them to answer?
Damn human, you are looking for trouble!
Beelzebub was naturally eliminated, because he really couldn't do it! And he even cursed.
That left Eliog and Inposs. Eliog had guessed correctly.
Eliog thought, since Bosi had been honest and low-key along the way, he didn't expect that he would be the last one left.
The two cats looked at each other.
The pressure was on Milad.
Milad thought hard, with an inexplicable determination that he must stump them on this issue.
At the same time, Hughes on the platform caught Beelzebub and watched the situation nervously.
In a sense, Levine was more nervous than he was.
Milad frowned slightly and asked a question that shocked everyone.
"The Matros Problem is one of the three major problems in modern magic proposed by Grand Master Matros over eight hundred years ago."
As soon as Milad finished speaking, the whole audience fell silent.
Those who knew magic and those who didn't were all stunned. Those who knew magic wondered if Milad was serious. This difficult question had stumped countless magicians, and even humans couldn't answer it. And you actually asked a little kitten?
Most of the magicians at the scene were stunned.
Those who don't understand magic don't understand the problem itself.
Hughes has not yet learned about the "Matras Problem", but he knows that it is definitely a very difficult problem to solve. Because it is called a "problem". Can the children solve it?
You can't and don't force it.
In fact, Eliog knew he had lost the moment he heard the question.
Anyone could ask this question, but it was someone I asked Matros. How could He not know? He probably answered it instinctively.
Inbosi smiled, and without thinking, he happily grabbed the pen with his cat paw and wrote it out stroke by stroke.
Wait, cats can write too?!
At this point, the entire audience fell into breathless silence, as if they had witnessed a scene that would go down in history.
Milad, the person who set the question, doubted his life and almost fell down on the spot. After checking the answer, he was stunned.
"It, it actually solved the Matros problem that has troubled human magicians for years!"
The decision caused a sensation in the audience.
"Ahhh! I'm going crazy. People are not as good as cats, people are not as good as cats!"
A group of magicians are going crazy.
"Impossible, there must be something wrong here, how can it be solved!"
"I think maybe its owner knows the answer..."
"Who is its owner?!"
"Gray Cat with entry number 023 won first place!"
The host's voice was hoarse and almost hoarse when he announced the results.
The whole audience burst into thunderous applause. Who would have thought that they had only come to participate in a pet competition, but they would witness such a scene.
Can I watch this for free?
Oh my god, what a genius cat!
Levin almost fainted, and only one thought in his heart became stronger and stronger!
In stark contrast to the bustle of other places, the Jupis family was dead silent.
No one knew what the old sword master was thinking, his face looked extremely ugly, and murderous aura filled the entire platform.
Die, let them die!
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Inpos, who won first place, immediately rushed into his father's arms and meowed.
Zeus did not question anything, but just touched His head and praised Him.
Eliog followed behind, his dark eyes slightly gloomy, but victory is victory, and his younger brother still won.
But I told you to keep a low profile before. You solved the "Matros problem" in one go. Isn't that even more high-profile? How can a cat do such a thing? But it's not impossible to explain, because my father is nominally a student of Matros.
Damn it, the seemingly honest brother is actually the most dishonest.
He glared at Inbos fiercely.
Unexpectedly, Inbos turned his head and looked at me from his father's arms.
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