The most powerful emperor in the city

Chapter 94
"Got...a score?"

President Fallen Leaf stared blankly at the numbers on the scoreboard, and couldn't believe his eyes.

You know, before he came, the best plan he had made was to lose [-] points to the opponent. Now not only did he not lose [-] point, but he won [-] point!
Excited, President Luo Ye seemed to suddenly look ten years younger, his face was full of red light.

"Reporter Sun, what are you writing about?!"

Assistant Zhang had a gloomy face at first, thinking that after the game was over, he would teach Zhang San and the others a good lesson, but suddenly caught a glimpse of Reporter Sun taking out a notepad and writing something on it.

So he hurriedly shouted.

"Of course it's the content of this game. The Psychic Hall in Shicheng is at the bottom, leading the Chrysanthemum Psychic Hall by one point at the beginning. I think such a title will definitely attract readers."

Reporter Sun replied with a smile.

"You can't remember!"

Hearing this, Assistant Zhang's face changed drastically. If this was published, the Chrysanthemum Psychic Energy Hall would lose all face.

Immediately, he was about to come up and grab Reporter Sun's notebook.

"Assistant Zhang, are you trying to stop my work?"

Reporter Sun's gaze was cold, and he said sarcastically, "Don't forget, I'm an employee of the Psychic Magazine, and I'm directly under the jurisdiction of the Healer Alliance. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Hearing this, Assistant Zhang, who was about to do something, shuddered suddenly, and then remembered how powerful the background of Psionic Magazine was.

The League of Healers is a super powerful organization that surpasses the Association of Spirit Extermination Masters. It is said that among the top management of the alliance, there are already superpowers close to the level of the Spirit King.

With such a powerful force, no one dared to provoke it easily, even talking about it behind his back.

Assistant Zhang's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he said with a smile: "Sun...Reporter Sun, I was acting impulsively just now, and I didn't mean anything else. You see, this competition doesn't count at all. We didn't even send a substitute psychic. Even if you let them score, it doesn't mean anything."

"To you, this doesn't mean much, but to me, this is a good subject to attract the attention of the healer."

Reporter Sun smiled slightly: "As long as I don't violate the rules of psionic journalists, I can write whatever I want, and please don't disturb my work."

Assistant Zhang wanted to persuade him again, but was held back by Fang Jian who was next to him, and he shook his head slightly at the assistant.

"Ugh……"

Knowing that he would lose face today, Assistant Zhang regretted it to death.

If I had known earlier, I would not have humiliated the people in the Fallen Leaf Guild Hall, and if I had sent a substitute psychic, such an embarrassing incident would not have happened.

As the game continued, the core strategy of the Chrysanthemum Psychic Hall was to defend the Dragon Eagle.

The result was the same as the beginning, under the same routine, Lin Yu scored two more points in just 10 minutes.

If, at the beginning, others thought that Lin Yu got that point by luck, but now they don't think so.

Some people even think that Lin Yu may be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"Xiaoyu, good job!!"

Off the field, President Fallen Leaf yelled loudly like a child, he was really happy.

The opponent is the Chrysanthemum Psychic Academy, the seeded team that made it to the semi-finals, but they didn't score a single point in the training match.

"Damn! Why did that bastard take all the benefits?"

Long Ying looked at Lin Yu panting, and felt that God was really unfair. Those who worked hard had no rewards at all, but the lazy waste was always attracting attention.

Because Lin Yu has been standing leisurely in front of the opponent's seal array since the game, just like playing.

In fact, the most leisurely person should be Fatty Wang, because the other party hadn't attacked for a long time, and he began to doze off under his sealing talisman.

"Beep...beep..."

The referee outside the court blew the timeout whistle, it turned out that the Chrysanthemum Psychic Hall was about to be replaced.

"Daniu, Erhu, Shanpao, you all go up and give me a good lesson for the people in the Fallen Leaf Guild Hall!"

Assistant Zhang finally couldn't sit still, and began to call the substitute Healer to play. If the fight continued like this, it was estimated that he would lose more than ten points at the end of the game.

"Yes, Assistant!"

The three answered in unison, and then they were about to go on stage.

"Wait a moment."

At this time, Fang Jian made a sound to stop it.

"Well, Fang Jian, don't you agree to change?"

Assistant Zhang looked at the sunny youth in front of him in puzzlement.

"Change, people must change, but it's not them, but me."

The corners of Fang Jian's mouth rose slightly, and he walked to the sidelines of the competition amidst the surprise of the crowd.

"Wang Wu, come down, I'll replace you."

Wang Wu had been slapped by Long Ying before, and his strength was no longer as good as before, so Fang Jian named him to replace him.

"Brother cut... brother cut? No... brother cut, you don't need to go out yourself, we are enough to deal with this group of garbage. We were careless before and let them score points. Now this will never happen again. Please trust us once!"

Zhang San and the others were shocked when they saw the person coming.

Fang Jian, this is the trump card of the Chrysanthemum Psychic Hall, an existence they can only look up to at ordinary times, and now such a high-ranking genius wants to compete with a group of trash from the Fallen Leaf Psychic Hall, which really embarrasses them.

"Don't be like this, I'm just bored and just want to come up and warm up."

Fang Jian smiled and insisted on replacing Wang Wu.

In the distance, Reporter Sun looked at Fang Jian thoughtfully.

I thought to myself: "No wonder the leaders of the magazine are so fond of Zhong Fang. He is indeed a genius. He is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and he is also very kind to people. His demeanor alone surpasses most geniuses. Maybe... His future achievements will resound throughout the world of spiritual masters..."

Turning his eyes to the nearby President Luo Ye, he secretly said: "You have gained a lot in this competition. Even a genius like Fang Jian participated in the field. You are proud enough."

He didn't know if Luo Ye was proud, but he was quite excited anyway.

This is an excellent game experience, even if you lose, there are benefits.

So he shouted to Longying loudly: "Aaron, make good use of this opportunity. It's not terrible to lose, but you must absorb more experience under Fang Jian!"

Long Ying's heart was beating wildly, Fang Jian, this man's name was like Jinglei, he often heard that at only 22 years old, he had reached the peak strength of the second stage of the soul refining stage.

And he has only been practicing in the world of spiritual masters for three years!
There are 29 soul fires in three years, this kind of talent is simply amazing!
"Don't worry, I will definitely compete with him well, even if I am seriously injured, I must persist until the end!"

Long Ying's eyes shone with fiery light, and he was very much looking forward to the battle with Fang Jian.

"What? Want to learn experience from our Brother Jian? Stop daydreaming, Brother Jian, get serious, you don't even know how you died!"

"That's right, surrender and admit defeat as soon as possible, don't dirty our brother Jian's hands!"

When everyone heard the conversation between Luoye and Longying, they started to shout and curse.

(End of this chapter)