Extreme Chaos

Chapter 1459 Itchy hands?
"Won't it be paid back if we don't break the south wall?"

Di Laka's words moved Feng Chaoming with emotion. This is a truth that most people can understand, but very few people can understand it and stick to it. He doesn't know how Long Xiaotian overcomes the pain in his body. Pain, he only knows that even he can’t do it, because human beings are complex creatures. He not only has the consciousness of protecting himself subjectively, but also the consciousness of passively protecting himself. If you do something harmful to yourself, it will stimulate your consciousness, induce your psychology, and force you to resist this kind of harm, and this passive consciousness is called subconsciousness.

"Ha ha…"

Hearty laughter suddenly came out of Feng Chaoming's mouth, Di Laka turned her head, not knowing why, "Senior brother?"

Feng Chaoming smiled and waved his hands, "It's okay, it's okay, I just didn't expect there are crazier people in this world besides Mu Chen. I couldn't control my emotions for a while, so let me meet that kid when I have time."

Diraka was speechless, "Don't be so sudden next time, I thought you were sick. But you don't need to see him."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because you will stay together for the next month."

Feng Chaoming was taken aback, and suddenly realized, "You mean, I will be the leader of this year's Ninth Clan?"

Diraca smiled slightly, then expressionlessly said, "I'm sorry, I'm the team leader, and you're the logistics."

"logistics?"

Feng Chaoming couldn't react for a while, but after he figured out the meaning of this sentence, his expression suddenly became extremely surprised, and he said loudly, "What? You let me, a military man, be in the logistics? Did I hear correctly? "

"Yes."

"How dare you say it's right? What do you think?"

"Brother, you have never cared about the Ninth Clan Competition before, so you don't know the reason. This is something you can't do. The Holy Sepulcher Mountain has always been the bottom of the existence. It was given for the sake of its special status. The Mount of the Holy Sepulcher has left quotas for participation, so it is natural that the number of people who lead the team is limited."

"Restricted? I haven't heard of it. Every time you go out, seven or eight elders come together." Speaking of this, Feng Chaoming stared at Di Laka's eyes and said after half a second, "Could it be that other than You and Jiuqian, the rest are just escorting students?"

Diraka nodded helplessly, "He is escorting the students, and he is not going to Jiuqian, but another elder with a softer personality."

"Why? How are the quotas allocated?" Feng Chaoming hurriedly asked.

Di Laka smiled wryly, "Six from the Nine Great Hermit Families, four from the Four Great Aristocratic Families, and two of us."

"Two?!" Feng Chaoming opened his mouth, and then became speechless angrily!
He couldn't help but not get angry, everyone knew that the purpose of this scene where several forces converged was to save face!What does leading mean?It is a sign of power!The leaders who can come up with six support signs show that they have a lot of people, and they have a lot of words!Once encountering humiliation or ridicule from other tribes, the side with the less team leader has no way to refute the confrontation!Can only let it hurt!
No wonder the juniors always look helpless and angry every time they come back from the clan competition. No wonder those students’ eyes are not the loss and fighting spirit caused by failure, but shame and low self-esteem. At first, he thought it was the mud that could not help him Wall, now he finally figured out the reason!

"This is so deceiving!!" He clenched his fist tightly and slammed it into the platform beside him. There was a crisp click, and countless cracks suddenly appeared on the platform, and the cracks radiated outwards. Spread, until it extends tens of meters before stopping!

Seeing this, Dilaka shook his head, "That's why I don't let Jiuqian go, because his temper is more irritable than yours, and cynicism is the eternal prelude and postscript of power comparison, so no matter who you take It's all the same, instead of letting Jiuqian lose his temper and eventually cause disputes, it's better to have a good temper and bear it silently, besides Jiuqian has a special status, if he goes there, he will only be discriminated against more seriously."

However, Feng Chaoming didn't listen to Di Laka's explanation at all, but asked coldly, "Which faction humiliated the most?"

Diraka smiled indifferently and said, "I've said it all, this is an essential part, why should brother care so much?"

"I asked which one?!"

Di Laka was also taken aback suddenly, this was the second time Feng Chaoming looked at him with such eyes in his life, and he had no resistance to Feng Chaoming's eyes, so he had to whisper in the end, saying, "Bawangzong, this is a militant group. They don't have any rules and regulations. To put it bluntly, they are a group of barbarians, so they will provoke anyone and cause trouble, but the humiliation given to us is the most direct and excessive."

"I understand." Feng Chaoming slowly let go of the edge of his fist, and said calmly, "Then this year's logistics work will be done by me."

"Brother..."

"What logistics?"

Just when Dilaka's voice fell, a voice with a smile came from in front of the two, and their eyes turned, and Mu Chen's figure had already come in front of them.

"Mu Chen."

Diraka got up from sitting cross-legged, called Mu Chen, and said, "When did you wake up?"

Mu Chen smiled, "Just now, after waking up, I heard what you guys were talking about about logistics."

As he said that, Mu Chen's attention suddenly shifted to the crack on Feng Chaoming's side, and he asked in doubt, "This is, can't bear the itching?"

Dilaka couldn't help laughing, but Feng Chaoming coughed dryly, and said angrily, "You brat talks a lot, that's right, I just can't help it, why don't you hurry up and let me beat you up."

Mu Chen cut it, and said without fear, "Come as soon as you come, but it's not sure who will beat who."

Feng Chaoming's eyes flashed, and the anger just disappeared in an instant, replaced by a touch of joy and expectation, because Mu Chen dared to answer the words like this, which shows that he has great confidence in the improvement of his strength. This advancement brought him a lot of growth.

Standing up slowly while supporting the ground, Feng Chaoming grinned and said, "That's what you said, then let me see who beats whom!"

"Whoosh!!"

As the voice fell and the wind broke, Mu Chen's eyes blurred, and Feng Chaoming's excited grinning face appeared directly in front of his eyes, less than five centimeters away from his line of sight!

"call!!"

The front of the fist passed by, the strong wind howled, Feng Chaoming's expression suddenly froze with the intention of succeeding, his exquisite pupils suddenly shrank, and then he moved his gaze down in disbelief, watching Mu Chen's path that turned into a vertical pupil. With two weird eyes with vertical pupils, the Adam's apple suddenly rolled.

"It turned out to be hidden..."

(End of this chapter)