【competition is over--】

"Congratulations to Nifeng Youran...the last two blows were really amazing."

"Defined casting, coupled with precise German craftsmanship." The rich voice continued: "Presumably he was afraid that the ice spikes would not hit the opponent's iron chain, so he took another ice road as insurance..."

"Except for the fact that he actually practiced magic of another series... Hey, it's all calculation after all." Analyzed half of the flowers like brocade suddenly laughed in a low voice: "These magicians are better at calculation than the other, and the result is calculation.

After all, the melee profession still accounts for most of the final seats..."

"Including himself, there are now two mages who have entered the finals. Previously, Sunset Guyan also killed a guy from the Devil's Paradise..." There was the sound of turning pages in the channel, and at the same time,

There was a complaint belonging to Chen Tianfan: "Also... weren't you a mage before? Don't slander your own destiny like this, okay?"

"This is called discussing matters as they arise. Now I am a professional interpreter..."

"Come on, don't I know you well? That mage you used to be was so wretched and wretched..."

"Hey, can you use the appropriate adjectives in this line?"

"Aren't you going to talk about calculations? I think your mage's vision... tsk tsk, those people just now are far behind."

"...Director Xu, you are not kind at all in exposing other people's secrets like this."

"...My surname is Chen, thank you."

Amidst the low laughter from the audience again, a certain man sitting in the Wings of Freedom player seat snorted heavily, then cleared his throat amidst the attention of several disciples around him, raised his chin and lowered his voice.

He asked in a loud voice: "Are you sure she has left?"

"Yes, boss, the manager...has left."

"Then there's no point for me to stay here." The man stood up with his arms folded: "If we leave, there will be nothing to watch in the next game, so let these two continue to play..."

A ringtone ringing around his waist interrupted his words. He frowned, then looked at the prompt displayed on the communication ball, and picked up the answer slowly: "...it's Brother Donghuang, what's the matter?

thing?"

"...Been beaten again? It's not me and you. Now there are rich kids everywhere in Cerulean City who can't be offended. Why can't you take care of your people...what?"

"Really?"

"That's really... so unreasonable."

"...Okay, okay...don't worry, I won't ignore you. We have been friends for such a long time..."

The man hung up the phone, was silent for a while, and then waved to a brother next to him: "Dakang, go for a run."

"Boss, tell me, who deserves to be beaten again?"

"I don't know yet, so I want you to ask first." The man lowered his voice.

"Go to Dongtang Station."

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Time went back to an earlier time. Outside Dongtang Station in Hualan City, a man wearing shabby sportswear suddenly jumped out of a floating taxi that was passing by. Then he flew up and jumped into several generals.

In the crowd surrounded by a certain girl, fighting and howling formed an instant chaos. In a gap formed by the fallen people, two figures holding each other's hands rolled and crawled through.

He walked out, then dragged a suitcase that looked like a gas bottle, and ran towards the taxi that had just stopped on the other side of the road.

"Who are you, you, you, you?" The running girl was still shouting in panic.

"I am your big brother Qingshan."
Chapter completed!