This is what I said...

It's so fucking weird!

After all, this city lord, who clearly had a young man's face, called him "good boy"...

Good NM’s child!

However, Jiang Yi, who was held down, seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move at all!

I can't even open my mouth to scold the other person!

At this moment, Jiang Yi didn't even have any doubts -

If it weren't for the constraints of the rules of the Sequence Alliance.

It would be effortless for this old guy who pretends to be young to kill him!

But even if I don't kill him, I can just hold him down and not let him move...

Jiang Yi could only watch helplessly as the military leader from the northern district actually drew the roulette wheel!

Damn, this is even more painful than just killing him!

And the key is——

This time, the accident in the Nine-Storied Pagoda seemed to be caused by him.

To be precise, it seems that the [Blue Fang] has risen.

Moreover, the [Blue Fang] he pulled out was still attached to the center of this huge turntable.

As a result, the opportunity he created was snatched away by someone else? !

Isn't this even more uncomfortable?!

However...

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi suddenly had an idea -

Yes!

He was the one who pulled out the [Blue Fang]!

If the seal of this turntable is lifted at this moment and it can be drawn, it is really related to the [Blue Fang]...

Well, let's round it up -

This turntable should belong to Jiang Yi!

Just like the things he pulled out from the special turntable, no one else can take them away!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi's brain was working rapidly!

Suddenly, an idea came to him. He wanted to...

When drawing a prize, your hand should be on the center of the turntable.

At this moment...

His [Blue Fang] is at the center of the turntable!

What I mean is, is there a possibility that he can use the [Blue Fang] instead of his hands to enter the roulette wheel and draw prizes remotely?

Honestly, this is a crazy idea.

Even though Jiang Yi didn't have much knowledge, he was very sure that -

In the history of the myriad races spanning more than a hundred thousand years, there has never been such an absurd ability as "drawing prizes from a distance".

Even if it's that kind of awesome boss who can pick the stars with just a wave of his hand.

His hand that picks the stars must also touch the turntable firmly before he can enter the lottery.

Various props have also been developed among all races in an attempt to realize the distant lottery.

But the result was always failure.

To draw a prize, you must touch the center of the turntable with your body part.

Therefore, the North District military leader had to go to the center of the giant disc in person to complete the lottery, risking the danger of the disc falling off and the light needle spinning rapidly.

Moreover, after the draw, his hand that touched the center of the disc could not be removed!

Jiang Yi was thinking about it.

The big guys in the corridors were seen shouting loudly, and now they all attacked towards the center of the turntable!

Obviously, they didn't hope that this northern military leader would actually draw that very special wheel!

Moreover, the city lord Woruo, who had just held down Jiang Yi, also suddenly raised his hand towards the center of the turntable.

A gust of black wind blew out from between his sleeves!

With a sense of terror and oppression, he headed straight towards the center of the disk.

In the center of the disc, the Candlestick Ghost, who was trying hard to draw a prize, suddenly felt the pressure from all directions!

Except for his hand pressing the center of the turntable, the rest of his body was invisible.

At the same time, a dark purple light shield appeared around his body!

The methods used by various big guys seemed to be absorbed by the light shield.

However, the black wind released by the city lord was about to hit the light shield.

Suddenly, the Candle Ghost's angry roar was heard from within the light shield:

"This is the City of All Races! It is against the rules to interrupt others' lottery draws!"

"As high-ranking officials of the City of All Races, are you actively challenging the rules?!"

"Especially you, Woruo! Aren't you afraid of being held accountable by the Sequence Alliance?!"

Woruo still stood beside Jiang Yi, pressing his shoulder, without saying a word.

However, the chief of the Law Enforcement Hall snorted coldly and said:

"You are so funny, old man Cang! If we talk about breaking the rules, it was you who broke them first!"

"This giant special turntable clearly belongs to the City of All Races and the Nine-story Pagoda!"

"What qualifications do you have to take it without permission?!"

"You were the first to break the rules. As the head of the law enforcement hall, it is reasonable for me to enforce the law against you!"

Other bigwigs also echoed:

"That's right! We are here to assist the law enforcement department in enforcing the law! Even if we sue the Sequence Alliance, we are more right than you!"

"Old Candle! Let go! This turntable is not something you should touch!"

"Hurry up! Let go! Otherwise, if you really hit it, there will be no turning back!"

Jiang Yi was just held down and couldn't speak, otherwise he would have to shout: That's it! Let go! This turntable is not for you to touch!

Obviously, no one in the audience wanted Candle Old Ghost to actually draw the giant turntable.

Jiang Yi felt a little relieved, and hoped more and more that these big guys could successfully stop the old ghost Candle.

However...

The black wind released by the city lord was now engulfed in the black light shield.

It didn't attack directly, but enveloped the entire light shield...

After a moment, a few breaths.

On the ninth floor of the entire nine-story pagoda, a loud "bang" suddenly erupted!

It was the protective light shield of Candle Old Ghost that exploded violently!

Its power is much more terrifying than the unintentional killing released by Jiang Yi's self-explosion!

Outside the Nine-Storied Pagoda, students from the two major academies and residents of the City of All Races were all paying close attention.

Including Wang Ling, she had now retreated to a high mountain to the north of the Nine-story Pagoda, watching from afar.