Chapter 192 Brother Won’t Be Angry
Bingwen didn't have to guess who had the ten-point sign hidden on him. Just looking at the team opposite, which consisted of Emperor Jing and three little brats, the result was clear at a glance.
The commander-in-chief suggested: "Why not wait until you all gather together and then attack Emperor Jing?"
Le Zhou smiled slightly. Although group attack was shameful, it was useful.
Bingwen exposed the plan expressionlessly: "I'm afraid that before we get together, the lone ones will be killed by her."
Wushi's eyes were dim and he said, "Don't let your imagination run wild. You know nothing about Emperor Jing's military power."
The commander-in-chief continued: "Then give up Emperor Jing and grab the remaining eight o'clock signs?"
Le Zhou nodded in agreement, saying that he could just start with the weak ones.
Bingwen looked helpless, which was rare for him: "It doesn't matter. She will always rob us of everything anyway."
Wu Shi pursed her lips slightly. Although she had only chatted with Emperor Jing for a few sentences, she intuitively felt that this was something she could do.
The commander-in-chief's eyelids drooped: "Then what do you say we should do?"
Le Zhou looked at Bingwen with an inquiring look.
Bingwen told the truth: "After grabbing until eight o'clock, we can hide everywhere to delay time until the end of the first half."
Wu Shi looked at the commander-in-chief with an unsure look.
Le Zhou: "Escape is shameful, but it is useful."
The Commander-in-Chief: “…”
Hey Lezhou! The first time you looked like that, it was obvious that you didn't mean that!
But no matter how much they discussed, Emperor Jing was still a hurdle that could not be overcome. The commander-in-chief had already cursed Lin Junhuai a thousand times in his heart.
Don't be so rebellious, kid. How did you invite King Yan, the living King, to Emperor Jing?
The discussion time was over, and Elder Mo Ge smiled and said, "Now please follow your respective guides to different entrances. Remember, the competition time is one incense stick. You must rush to the ladder within one incense stick and hand the wooden sign to the referee for judgment."
"There will naturally be signs leading to the ladder in the arena, so please pay close attention and try your best to grab more points for your team leader."
Before leaving, Lin Junhuai reluctantly said to the commander-in-chief with sincerity: "I want all the wooden signs. Brother won't be angry, right?"
The commander-in-chief felt sick from the smell of green tea all over his body. He was about to say a few words to him in a coy manner, but when he glanced to the side, he saw the cold face of Emperor Jing.
Jun Lin added calmly, "The commander-in-chief won't be angry, will he?"
Well, even if he was so angry that the universe exploded, he wouldn't dare to say a word of rejection.
Lin Junhuai hid behind Jun Lin and stuck half of his head out, raising his eyebrows smugly at the commander-in-chief.
I have to say, this feeling of taking advantage of the power of the tiger, being an accomplice of the tiger, bullying the weak, being fearless and arrogant, is simply a great feeling!
He dared to bet a silver coin that there must be something wrong with this great commander! Although it is still unknown who will win the position of the leader, at least he can first make the opponent hate him, which will definitely not be a loss for him!
The man's face turned purple.
So angry.
It’s great to have Emperor Jing supporting you!
Bingwen is just an errand boy, Lezhou is just a minor character, and the only person who can be mentioned is the Yin-Yang Sect Leader, but he cannot be compared with the ruler of a country.
Tsk.
It's really amazing. At least there is no one present with a higher status than Emperor Jing.
Oh, there is also a Lord of the Snow Region who is on par with Emperor Jing.
Yi An casually and gracefully lifted her hair and slowly said, "The commander-in-chief won't be angry, right?"
The commander-in-chief's face turned grim.
Hey, birds of a feather.
Lin Junhuai was still thoughtful. He spoke the sarcastic words in a low and obscure voice, and the others did not notice anything wrong. When Elder Mo Ge turned around, he saw the cute and innocent baby face of his young master. Suddenly, the old man's heart was filled with kindness. What a nice young man.
Yunyu couldn't help laughing. Although they might poke each other in the back in private, they would still support their allies when they united against the outside world.
Only after the six contestants were taken away did the elder say, "Young Master and the Commander-in-Chief, please follow me. We can go directly to the ladder and wait for the result."
The Mo family is all familiar with the Heavenly Ladder. The Heavenly Ladder has ninety-nine floors, and underneath it flows a huge, obscure and complex ancient formation. Under the influence of the formation, every time you climb a floor, your desires will be infinitely magnified, and your mind and body will be tortured in every way. If you want to reach the top, you must experience "death."
Therefore, this competition between Lin Junhuai and the commander-in-chief was definitely not as calm as it seemed. This kind of almost extreme punishment could start directly from the eighteenth level, so they definitely could not start suffering from the first level!
They let their teammates reduce their chances of suffering, and the level they start from depends entirely on how many points their teammates can grab for them.
Six people entered the competition venue at different times. It was a mountain forest with a relatively gentle slope, moist ground, lush greenery, the occasional long snake coiled on the branches, and the rustling footsteps of wild animals on the fallen leaves. The living environment was relatively harsh.
In fact, there is no need to look for signposts. When you look up at the stadium, you can see the jade ladder that reaches into the sky. There are also giant round objects similar to clock gears rotating slowly around it, surrounded by mist, which is magnificent and gorgeous.
They need to snatch the wooden sign and go to the ladder within one stick of incense.
Jun Lin withdrew his gaze from the ladder. Now everyone was alone, so it was the best time to snatch something.
Emperor Jing is going alone to look for the lonely child!
If I find one, I’ll pick it up every day, leaving no residue for you!
With a movement of his powerful inner strength, he moved swiftly through the woods like a nimble swallow in the rain, with one hand alertly resting on the hilt of his sword, ready to draw it at any time.
The slender figure was shaded by the dark green trees, and her black hair was messed up by the rapidly generated air currents. As she walked forward, she released her consciousness and concentrated on listening to the movements around her.
The chirping of birds, the chirping of insects, even the hissing of venomous snakes, were infinitely magnified by the warrior's highly trained senses, and she heard everything clearly.
There was a rosy glow ahead, and the man's subtle footsteps were alert and cautious. When Jun Lin heard them, she raised the corners of her lips in a good mood.
Found it.
The sword was unsheathed, the cold light split the fallen leaves in the air, and the overwhelming sword energy rushed down.
Almost as soon as she drew her sword, the man heard the movement and took precautions. At this moment, the two swords collided with a "clang" sound, and the crisp sword sound seemed to shake the air for a moment.
The sinister look in the man's eyes had not yet disappeared, and was replaced by a flash of surprise.
Jun Lin put away his sword, tapped his toes and stepped back a few steps, smiling even more happily.
Yep, it’s Bingwen.
She said gracefully, "Sir, can you give me the wooden sign on your waist?"
Although Bingwen was constantly torn between emotions, he also remembered his mission and tried his best to suppress his desires that were about to break, and to regain his remaining rationality. He lowered his voice and pretended to speak: "No."
Jun Lin smiled and said, "If you say yes, then I will accept your kindness."
Bingwen: “…”
Just like before, when she wants to do something, she won't listen to other people's opinions at all.
"By the way, what's the number on your wooden sign? If it's not ten, I'll look down on you."
“…”
Jun Lin glanced at his waist and saw the word "three" written in red.
Her expression changed into one of disgust in a second, which made Bingwen feel extremely upset.