Wu Lan said nothing and turned away.
"Ulan wins!"
Mid-air.
"The Black Flame Xun Ya Jue of the Ling Ya Sect?" Vice President Lang Yue asked doubtfully.
Xu Xiaodao nodded, "It is indeed the high-level earth-level technique coveted by countless people in the Divine Religion Empire."
Lang Yue frowned. "So, isn't this Wulan in danger? He's guilty of possessing the treasure!"
Xu Xiaodao replied, "The person accompanying her seems to be the current Great Protector of the Ling Ya Cult, who is at the first level of the Soul Tempering Realm."
Lang Yue sighed, "The Great Protector? He's second only to the Sect Leader, and yet he's only at the first level of the Soul Tempering Realm. It seems the Crow Cult has truly fallen on hard times."
"How can the Pantheon allow someone to watch covetously from below?" Xu Xiaodao waved his hand and stopped talking. This was the amount of words he spoke that day.
The Divine Empire is one of the three great empires, and the Pantheon is one of the seven superpowers that control the Divine Empire.
The game is still going on.
Another random match, Chen Zhong was looking forward to it.
In this round, no matter who it is, I will just go up and lie down, and just raise the white flag decisively!
Beep, beep, beep…
Page after page of matching lists were displayed on the screen, but Chen Zhong didn't notice himself for a long time.
Until the last page, Chen Zhong's name remained alone on it.
What's going on? Chen Zhong choked up.
At this time, the host spoke, "Because one student is seriously injured and unable to participate in the competition, one lucky student will receive a bye and directly advance to the next round! Let's see who it is!"
The host turned around, his lips twitching as he spoke slowly, "I never thought...the power of the Lucky Child would be so terrifying!"
The whole audience was in an uproar, gasps of shock echoed one after another, followed by ghostly howls and wolves howling, and a burst of curses. Some people even shouted about the inside story.
Because they all voted that Chen Zhong would lose.
After two rounds, I lost a lot of money.
"What the hell? No way!" Wang Taiping's fat face was filled with sadness. "I lost another 20,000 yuan?"
Chen Zhong? ? ?
Beep beep!
The news came, it was Jia Shuangshuang.
Little White Rabbit: ╭(╯ε╰)╮Hey! You helped me earn 130,000 yuan! That's enough for food this semester!
The highest good is like water: ...
The homeroom teacher, Wu Feifei, sat down next to Chen Zhong, beaming. "That's great! I didn't expect you to be the one who brings the most honor to our class. You'll get the lion's share of the rewards!"
Chen Zhong was dealing with it, but his mind was already immersed in the skill panel.
"The Villain Talks a Lot", "100% of Being Bladed with Bare Hands", "Green Corpse Cold", and "Master-Servant Contract".
Yes, there are only these four!
I have never awakened the passive skill of the European Emperor that increases my luck!
His calm state of mind was rarely disturbed by a small ripple, and Chen Zhong took eighteen deep breaths.
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