I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand one hundred and seventy-seven chapters suspended for no reason!

Both the rank and martial rank preliminaries are officially started at the beginning of the hour, and there are also time regulations in the rules, and the competition time starts at the beginning of the hour. There shouldn’t be any problems in today’s preliminary competition, right? Do you want to decline? “Someone started talking.

Then, throughout the stadium, all the schools felt that something might happen today, otherwise it would be impossible to postpone the game time for no reason, and no one from the Shushan League came out to give an explanation or explanation.

The whispered discussions of various sects began to turn into dissatisfaction and anger.

“Shushan League, what are you doing, can you still hold the hegemony competition? If it doesn’t work, we should disband early and let other sects host it in the future!”

“The game time has arrived long ago, but none of them came out to explain why the start of the game was postponed. This simply did not put our other schools in their eyes.”

The more people talked, the more angry they became, and some even shot out a strong light of spiritual power to vent their anger.

Even so, no one from the Shushan League came forward to explain, and no one stopped the chaos on the scene.

“Big brother, has this happened before?” Huang Rong asked.

Wu Hua looked at the main stand where the Shushan League was located. The contestants of all levels in the Shushan League stood quietly. The disciples who maintained the order and registered on the scene also stood silently, as if they knew what happened in the arena for a long time. It had nothing to do with them, it was more like it hadn’t happened to them, and it wasn’t an event hosted by them and their Shushan League.

Seeing their calmness and calmness in the queue, he seemed to have some bad premonition and said to the disciples around him: “Don’t talk, wait quietly.”

“Why didn’t they say that it was wrong for them to do this?” Huang Rong asked, but her voice was much lower, only Wu Hua and Kun Peng could hear her clearly.

Kun Peng looked at her and shook her head. She immediately silenced. Before Wu Hua could answer, she turned a little and looked at the empty arena, as if the game had already started, and she watched very intently.

Wu Huachao Kunpeng smiled and stopped talking.

Probably because of the quietness of the Rakshasa gate and the cold treatment of the Shushan League, many sects realized that today’s abnormality is weird, so they all quieted down one after another, stopped talking, and only suppressed the anger in their hearts.

Slowly, everyone calmed down, and seemed to be consumed by the Shushan League.

No one speaks, no one moves, just standing in his place quietly, waiting.

They didn’t believe that the Shushan League would dare to be enemies of all the spiritual sects in the world, and he would always come to give them a reasonable explanation. What if you can’t satisfy everyone by then?

Now there are only some Shushan disciples in the arena, and any of their words and anger will not be able to touch the power of the Shushan League. So why waste their expressions and affect their mood?

As a result, the entire arena kept quiet and peaceful in such a strange way, just like the peace and tranquility on the eve of the storm, but it seemed a bit suffocating and dull, lacking vitality, and dusky.

The Kunpeng trio still guessed at the beginning that the Shushan League might have some conspiracy against them, because the current game is the preliminary stage of the Qi, and the three of them will play as the Qi players.

However, Wuchen and others warned that, coupled with the weird suspension of the game at this time, they could not help but think so, but later, they did not look at it like this.