The super seminary of a certain mythical beast

Chapter 337 Okay, now we can see Frozen End Dragon Ancestor took out a wrench?

In a building with the words 'Three Realms International Stadium' circulating around the building.

There was a lot of noise and cheers.

"Okay, welcome everyone to the sports scene of the 'Dapanji Cup First Three-World Football Tournament' sponsored by the boss of Nanji Xianweng. I am the host of this competition, Clairvoyance."

"Hi everyone, I'm the co-host, Shunfenger."

Clairvoyance and Shunfeng Er, who were behind a table covered in purple light in the sky, each wore a coquettish bunny headband and shouted to the audience through a loudspeaker.

"Today is a day worth celebrating." Clairvoyance said.

"Eh? Why do you say that?" Shunfeng Er asked cooperatively.

"Because... today is the 1000th anniversary of my being dumped by my ex-girlfriend... At this moment, I want to sing a song..." Clairvoyance wiped away his tears as if he really recalled that sweet time of.

"Stop talking about those useless things, and explain the game quickly." Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva threw a bottle of snow beer at the commentary stand of Clairvoyance and Shunfenger with an angry look on his face.

Qian Liyan turned sideways to hide slightly, originally wanting to find out which bastard was attacking him.

As a result, after seeing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he immediately withered down.

"Okay~ Now let's cast our sights on the playing field." A yellow light flashed in Clairvoyance's eyes, and he paused before continuing: "The beast team led by Qinglong Da Neng is playing now, and their opponent today is Yuding Daoist Leading the buckle-footed old man team."

The atmosphere became hot in an instant, and the cheers of the audience reached a climax.

In the football field, Qilin wearing a crimson jersey with the number '2B' written on it kept waving to the surroundings.

"Be careful~" Bing Yi, who was wearing the same dark red jersey with the number '52' written on it, said.
-
thump--
A spotlight used to set off the atmosphere was knocked out by Qilin's head.

"Damn~" Qilin cursed secretly while covering his head.

"Ahahahahaha, Uncle Qilin, you are so stupid." Ba Xia, who was wearing a suit with the number '250' written on it, pointed at Qilin and laughed.

"Uncle Bingyi...I have a bad feeling~" Prisoner Niu said to Bingyi.

The next moment Qilin grabbed Baxia and hit the spotlight all the way.

"Oh? Is this an internal strife in the beast team?" Clairvoyant's voice spread throughout the audience.

Qinglong turned his head and said viciously: "If you two continue to make trouble, I will directly remove you two from the Dragon Clan."

Only then did Baxia and Qilin quiet down.

"Please invite players from both sides to enter the arena~" The Buddha's voice from the referee Sleeping Arhat briefly overwhelmed the clairvoyant and shunfenger's commentary.

Qinglong marched into the football field with a heroic beast team headed by Bingyi Qilin.

On the opposite side is the old man headed by the real Yuding who is wearing a classical armor.

"At the beginning of the game, I have to explain some things here. First, this referee will never be impulsive; second, this referee will never miss a single bad thing; third, this referee's judgment will be absolutely fair and beautiful. The stupid referee Sleeping Lohan is here to see you!" After Sleeping Luohan's words fell, some fans in the auditorium who were a little out of control took off their shoes and socks and threw them at him.

"Cough cough, let's get back to business. I announce that the game has begun." Sleeping Arhat announced loudly with a Buddhist voice.
-
shh-
Venerable Kasyapa, who was in charge of blowing the whistle, blew the horn which represented the start of the game.

"Okay, now the game has officially started. We can see that Qinglong Da Neng took out a frying pan first. Wait! What is this for?" Clairvoyance suddenly stopped while talking.

In the center of the field, Qinglong dribbled the ball with a frying pan and rushed towards Zhang Guolao who was defending.

Under the watchful eyes of the audience, Qinglong breathed directly on the brown mask Zhang Guolao was wearing with a pan.

"You are still frying vegetables in your pot?" Zhang Guolao passed out immediately after leaving the last sentence.

"Ah, it seems that there was a little accident... Qinglong Da Neng knocked Lao Zhang unconscious with a pan!" Qianliyan's tone was a little embarrassed.

Fans watching the game fell silent before erupting in larger chants of support.

"Come on, Azure Dragon Almighty."

"Oh, I thought this game would be as boring as ordinary people. It turns out that this is a new type of football, which is interesting."

"Old Zhang, you should get up. Don't worry if you fall down unfortunately, I will take care of your donkey and inherit your talisman."

Listening to the voices from the surrounding crowd from time to time, cold sweat dripped from Qianliyan's forehead.

What kind of guys are here?

He took a sneak peek, okay, cooperating here are all mindless spirits.

For example, the Chicken Essence in yellow clothes; Feng You Jing in green clothes and green hat next to him;

in the playing field.

A red glow flashed in Qilin's hand, and a stack of playing cards immediately appeared.

"Bingyi! Your uncle, where did you hide the watermelon knife I prepared in advance?" Qilin shouted angrily at Bingyi.

"Sister Qingluan changed it for you, don't ask me." Bing Yi responded while running quickly.

Qilin looked slightly embarrassed, and suddenly he saw a look of longing in the eyes of Taibai Jinxing who surrounded him.

"Play a round?" Qilin asked tentatively.

Taibai Jinxing nodded immediately.

So Qilin and Taibai Jinxing sat face to face in the arena and played poker.

"A J!"

"Big you, a K."

The competition was still going on fiercely, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva even smashed the popcorn bucket in his hand on Di Ting's head.

"Two idiots, is this how cards are played? If I get a straight flush~"

Di Ting said weakly: "Bodhisattva?"

"Don't bother me, aren't you busy?" Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said casually.

"It's not a Bodhisattva, I just want to say..." Di Ting continued to speak.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's leather shoes thrown from nowhere landed in his arms.

The poor Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva took a deep breath unpreparedly.

"Well, the authentic old altar sauerkraut." After finishing speaking, he passed out.

Di Ting sighed helplessly.

I just wanted to remind you!

At this time, the clairvoyant commentary voice spread throughout the audience again: "Okay, now the competition has entered a fierce stage, and the old man team seems to be at a disadvantage. Wait! What's going on? Frozen End Dragon Ancestor seems to be taking What happened? This dazzling light, could it be..."

The fans held their breath.

"It turns out that it is really the long-lost legend in the Three Realms who ruled all dissatisfied—the wrench!" The clairvoyant's voice sounded again.

There were bursts of boos one after another.

In the arena, Bing Yi held a wrench gleaming with cold light in his hand, and kept shouting.

"Bingyi! Catch the ball!" Qinglong shouted and passed the ball.

Bingyi's gaze sharpened instantly, he stared at the flying football, silently calculating something.

Finally football came to him!

Bingyi raised his leg and kicked it up, and the football flew straight into the enemy's goal with strong kinetic energy.

"The goal is scored! Frozen End Dragon Ancestor created a miracle!"

In the auditorium, countless mountain spirits and wild monsters who lived in the Kunlun fairy mountain and practiced were weeping with joy.

Finally, they no longer have to worry about a football flying into their faces while they are sleeping.

(End of this chapter)