Extreme Chaos

Chapter 1722 Protest is invalid!

"The competition is over, the winner of this match, Mount Holy Sepulcher! The next one!"

The viewers came back to their senses, and the battlefield returned to calm again. Wan Xianlin's indifferent announcement resounded throughout the audience, and the "next one" was especially harsh to the participants in the Temple of Thunder.

Yes, after successive defeats, the arrogance of the Temple of Thunder God gradually subsided, and the moods of all the participants gradually calmed down. Because of this, they were more or less aware of the hidden meaning of some words, but it was Wan Xianlin who did it on purpose. Or was it just in his nature, they could not deduce.As for Elder Lei, almost everyone is frowning at this moment, but the reason for their frowning is not the so-called "next person", but the judgment of this battle. According to the rules of the clan competition, the participants can use external force , but if this external force is beyond his control, then this match should be judged as a loss, but for Mu Chen, he undoubtedly violated this rule, which was witnessed by hundreds of thousands of people. However, the outcome of the decision did not follow the rules, what do you mean?
"I don't agree!"

Just when the five elders were about to jointly raise doubts, a rough and indignant voice came out from among the six people. Unsurprisingly, it was Lei Heng. Regarding Wan Xianlin's status as the highest adjudicator, they were really worried that their aura would not be able to restrain the other party. It just so happened that Lei Heng had a violent temper and didn't value these things at all, so it would be very effective for him to mention them.

Hearing the anger, Wan Xianlin closed the barrier of the main peak of Nine Dragons with a wave of his hand, and asked, "What are you not convinced about?"

Originally, outsiders wondered why Wan Xianlin, who was announcing the results, suddenly looked down. Now that they heard Wan Xianlin's questioning, they realized that it was the Temple of Thunder who questioned the results of the contest. The barrier blocked, so I couldn't hear it.

Seeing Wan Xianlin open the barrier, Lei Heng immediately shouted, "I don't accept the result of your judgment!"

"Oh?"

Wan Xianlin let out a light sigh, and said calmly, "Since the Ninth Clan Competition chose the old man as the referee, they must trust the old man. Besides, the old man has never lost justice in presiding over two sessions. If you have any questions, you can let the old man listen. If it is the old man's problem, the old man will step down and choose someone else to act as his agent."

At first glance, these words seem to be righteous words to maintain the fairness and justice of the ethnic group, but anyone who is careful can hear how dissatisfied Wan Xianlin is with Lei Heng's questioning.

Lei Heng didn't like these polite words, so he only listened to the superficial meaning and let it go, and continued to speak confidently, "Then do you still remember the rules set by this competition?"

"As the referee of the clan competition, what do you think?"

"Well!"

As if deliberately paving the way, Lei Heng said directly, "As stipulated in the rules, external force can be used in this race, but if the external force is beyond the control of the user, the user should directly lose."

Speaking of this, Lei Heng stretched out his sword finger and pointed at Mu Chen, and said seriously, "Obviously, the force used by the participants in the Holy Sepulcher Mountain just now has exceeded his control. How did you judge?"

As soon as the words came out, Elder Lei nodded frequently, expressing that he thought so too; outside observers whispered to each other, nodding from time to time to express their agreement, only Wan Xianlin calmly said, "Really? How did you see him?" The external force is beyond his control?"

Lei Heng said angrily, "Can't you see? The beast spirit he summoned just now is not under his control at all, it almost killed him!"

Wan Xianlin said strangely, "According to your statement, then I should judge Lei Shuang as negative before he summoned this beast spirit."

Lei Heng was startled, and asked in surprise, "How do you say that?"

Wan Xianlin said, "The first thing the beast spirit summoned by Lei Shuang is to attack the peak protection barrier, has it also escaped Lei Shuang's control?"

Lei Heng was immediately annoyed by Wan Xianlin's words, and said irritably, "You are making unreasonable words, Lei Ling hit the barrier at the first moment, but Lei Shuang only controlled it in a split second, and then Didn't let it turmoil."

Wan Xianlin said, "That's right, so I didn't judge her as the culprit; similarly, the beast spirits summoned by the participants in the Holy Sepulcher Mountain just lost control for a moment, and then were controlled again. How is this different from Lei Shuang? "

"..."

Lei Heng opened his mouth, and suddenly felt unable to utter a word, because the Lei Ling summoned by Mu Chen was indeed terrifying and lost control, but it did not do anything excessive afterwards.

"and."

Wan Xianlin didn't seem to intend to end here, so he continued, "Lei Shuang's so-called control is just to trap Lei Ling with a formation. Apart from these, the instability of that Lei Ling is outrageous; Combatant, if you are not deaf, can you hear the last words he said to the beast spirit? And how did the beast spirit respond?"

"This……"

The scene at that time quickly flashed in his mind, and the conversation between Beast Spirit and Mu Chen clearly appeared in his mind, making him speechless.

Wan Xianlin smiled lightly, "Let me tell you, order! What is an order? If you don't have mental problems, you should be able to understand the meaning of these two words."

After finishing speaking, Wan Xianlin stroked his arm, turned his head and closed the barrier on the main peak of Nine Dragons again, and then said solemnly, "This protest from the Temple of Thunder is invalid! The game continues! The next one!"

(End of this chapter)