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Chapter four hundred and seventy-seven: Mighty can not yield!

Chapter 477: The mighty cannot be defeated

The ten places for the two sects to train in the order of trial evaluation points are selected. This rule itself is not a problem. The trial evaluation points are also fair. At least no one can interfere with the evaluation of the trial procedure, and there will be no favorite shady curtains.

However, the luck component and suspicion of hugging the thighs that may be contained in the trial evaluation score have become the biggest criticism. Shi Xiaobai and others, who ranked in the top eight, are the only eight people who entered the seventh level. There is no dispute about their quota, but Wen Hezheng and Kevin are not worthy of being ranked ninth and tenth.

There were forty-nine newcomers who arrived at the sixth level like them, and An Mo and Zhou Chuchu were not the only ones who surpassed their strength and fame.

These two quotas are naturally coveted by the other organizations.

In the fierce opposition boom, some people put forward "suggestions" - they believe that the trial evaluation score is too big for selection rules, and the rules should be modified appropriately. For example, the ownership rights of the ninth and tenth places should be decided by a knockout match.

Their reason is that if Wen Hezheng and Kevin are really capable, the knockout round will be held to give them a chance to prove themselves. If they do not have the strength, they should have the knockout round, so as not to waste two training places or even lose face as the organization.

This is the subjective will imposed by the vast majority of people on this training and selection. It seems to make sense, but in fact it is quite unreasonable to Wen, Zheng and Kevin.

The man in the suit talked about such an unreasonable "reason".

Nangong Shan looked a little ugly and said in a deep voice: "There is no problem to select the strong in the selection competition. The academic side adopted this method. But since we have to use the selection competition, why do we have to conduct trial selection at the beginning? Since ancient times, there are countless ways to select talents. Is there any way to be absolutely reliable? Do you have to try it all? The rules based on trial evaluation classification were initially formulated to resolve the quarrels in this area. Without rules, we cannot make a square basis. How can we modify the rules at will? It sounds very reasonable to prove ourselves in the selection competition, but why do only those two children need to do this? What an inequality principle is this!?"

"Minister Nangong, please don't be excited."

The man in the suit waved his hand and said softly: "Minister Nangong said very much that the training quota is still for the two children at least for the time being. It is indeed unfair to them to let them take it out as a reward for the selection competition. In this way, our seven major organizations are going to jointly hold a concentrated training for newcomers and elites as compensation. No matter how good Wen Hezheng and Kevin performed in the selection competition, they can participate in the joint training of the seven major organizations. I believe that the training of the seven major organizations will not be much worse than the training of the two factions. In this way, Wen Hezheng and Zheng not only have the opportunity to prove themselves in the selection competition, but even if the selection competition fails, they will just change places to participate in the training training! Minister Nangong, what do you think?"

Unlike Zhang Meng and middle-aged women's toughness, the man in suit prepared the "gummies" in advance. The joint training camp of the seven major organizations is indeed only a little worse than the training camp of the two factions. Instead of facing the pressure of national public opinion, it is better to take a step back and take it as soft as possible. At least the compensation for this concession is already tempting enough.

Nangong Shan sneered in his heart. There was no news of any joint training camp for the seven major organizations before. I am afraid that this was a temporary method they thought of to deceive him into compromising. If Wen Hezheng really participated in the so-called seven major organizations training camp, it is conceivable what kind of isolation and neglect they would be. What's more, the training camps between the two factions were organized by the Heroes Association and the whole country was concerned about. Where can the training camps for the seven major organizations be compared with?

Thinking of this, Nangong Shan replied sneeredly: "Why should I change the training quota I got based on my strength?"

When the man in the suit heard this, his smile gradually stopped and said with a blank expression: "It seems that Minister Nangong is planning to go his own way?"

Nangong Shan said in a deep voice: "The training quota is what those two children deserve, and no one can take it away."

The man in the suit chuckled and said, "Don't forget that the people across the country are watching this training camp. Those two little guys represent the organizational faction and the younger generation. Have you ever thought about the pressure they have to bear? If they make a fool of themselves in the training camp, they will not only lose their own faces. They can't bear the responsibility of shame to the organizational faction! At that time, they will be scolded by the people and ridiculed by the various groups for the hostility of Gaia, and you will definitely be the one who is unwilling to do whatever you want. Minister Nangong, for the sake of the two unsuccessful little guys, Is it worth it to bet on the reputation of the Gaia organization and your future?"

Nangong Shan looked like a torch, smiled slightly, and said, "I believe in them."

The man in the suit narrowed his eyes, a chill flashed in his eyes, and suddenly said coldly: "Minister Nangong is such a good minister who cares about the newcomers... After this meeting, no matter what the result is, I can guarantee that Minister Nangong's 'good reputation' will be known to the whole country, and the whole people will 'praise', and the Gaia organization's 'unity and friendship' will be praised by others!"

Nangong Shan said angrily: "Are you threatening me?"

The man in the suit shrugged and smiled, "No, no, no, how can this be considered a threat? If Minister Nangong insists on arguing, some people may not help but shut up Minister Nangong, or even never speak... Well, this is a threat, right?"

It seemed to be to confirm the words of the man in the suit, the people on the seat looked at Nangong Shan coldly at that moment, no longer hiding the murderous intent in their eyes.

The atmosphere frozen to the extreme in an instant.

Nangong Shan laughed angrily, straightened his backbone, and said loudly: "A real man cannot bend. I, Nangong Shan, hate the most unfair things of using fists to suppress others. Even if it is not for those two children, even for justice and justice, I will never compromise with you!"

"Bang!"

As soon as Nangong Shan finished speaking, Zhang Meng, who was hanging aside, suddenly slapped the table angrily and shouted, "Shut up! I can't listen!"

Nangong Shan looked at Zhang Meng coldly, "Get out!"

"court death!"

Zhang Meng's black face suddenly turned red, his eyes wide open, his face full of rage. He shouted angrily, the ground suddenly shook, the conference table shaking, and a powerful pressure bloomed from his body, like a large avalanche, all pressing towards Nangong Mountain.

Nangong Shan's eyes turned black and he almost fainted. He felt that his body was clenched by a big hand, his bones were squeezed hard, almost crushing!

"Spirit King Realm!"

Nangong Shan smiled bitterly in his heart. Zhang Meng is worthy of being a famous A-level hero, and his strength is already at the level of the Spirit King.

In the spiritual energy system, there are five realms, spiritual mortal, spiritual soul, spiritual power, spiritual realm and spiritual king.

There is a significant gap in strength between each level of realm, and the biggest gap is the Spirit Realm and Spirit King Realm.

All the ants are under the Spirit King! Only by entering the Spirit King realm can one be called a true strong man.

Nangong Shan’s cultivation level has barely entered the spiritual power realm, so how could he have any resistance in front of Zhang Meng?

Zhang Meng just released the "overlord pressure" and almost fainted.

"Kneel down!"

Zhang Meng suddenly roared at Nangong Mountain, and the invisible pressure fell on Nangong Mountain's straight backbone like a mountain!

"bump!"

Nangong Shan suddenly hit the ground, making a loud collision and a sound of bone shattering. He was pressed to kneel on the ground, his expression changed drastically, his face was extremely pale, his heart was filled with anger and humiliation, but he could not stand up under the pressure of this powerful pressure. His kneecap had been broken into several pieces.

"puff!"

Nangong Shan groaned, and opened his mouth and spewed out hot blood.

Zhang Meng's mouth was filled with laughter, his face full of pleasure and pride.

Everyone on the seat looked at Nangong Shan kneeling on his knees, with mocking eyes, and even more, they laughed and said "I deserve it."

The middle-aged woman sneered.

The man in the suit shook his head and sighed: "If I had known this, why should I have been there?"

The only beauty in the conference room was angry, glaring at Zhang Meng with dissatisfaction, and then looking at the old man Baimei beside him with a look of help.

Most of them looked at Yu Guang at the old man with white eyebrows.

How could President Jiang sit idly by the fact that Zhang Meng is so arrogant?

However, what is unexpected is that President Jiang, who has always been "upright", still has a peaceful smile on his face, as if he had not seen the "unfair" scene in front of him, and he was like a stance of standing by.

This made everyone feel relieved.

It also made Zhang Meng become more and more eager.

He sneered, raised his right foot and stepped on Nangong Shan's shoulder, and laughed: "Where has the mighty Minister Nangong gone? You still have to kneel down to me obediently? Why? Don't you agree? You stand up if you don't agree!"

Nangong Shan shouted angrily and tried his best to stand up, but finally spit out a mouthful of blood with a sip of blood, his body collapsed again, and his face was pale and bloodless.

Everyone's sneered even more.

"waste!"

Zhang Meng smiled contemptuously and found that Nangong Shan's eyes were unyielding, and he was still trying hard to stand up. Suddenly, an unspeakable anger appeared, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He raised his foot and kicked Nangong Shan in the head!

"boom!"

Suddenly, a deafening explosion sounded, and everyone exclaimed, and turned to look, and saw a huge hole suddenly broken into a wall in the conference room.

The rock wall collapsed and gravel splashed, and the hole was as big as half a wall!

A figure walked out of the wall, crossed the hole that had just been smashed into and walked into the conference room.

Everyone looked at the figure and took a breath.

Bald head, yellow tights, red cloak, and a knife around his waist. This person's identity is about to emerge.

"A spring!"

Zhang Meng's eyes widened, and his right foot, which was lifted in the air, froze in place.

Yiquan looked at Zhang Meng calmly, then turned to look at the old man with white eyebrows.

The old man with white eyebrows still smiled kindly and finally said his first sentence since entering the conference room, "I have seen nothing."

Yiquan nodded and said to the old man Baimei: "Then please pretend that what happened next is not seen."

As Yiquan said this, he suddenly turned around and grinned at the people in the conference room.
Chapter completed!
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