The Era of Monster Editing: From the College Entrance Examination to the Lord of the Dragon God

Looking up, I was a little dumbfounded.

"I'll go. Why is the final still going on? Didn't the students be informed yesterday?"

What else is there to play, there is no need for the finals.

Shen Zexian died last night and is still lying in the ICU!

Lin Guijiu pressed the button of the bracelet.

A virtual panel appears in front of you.

His slender fingers flashed fluorescent blue, and he tapped quickly on the keyboard projection.

[Nine Ghosts and Nine]: Comrades, what's going on? No one notified you yesterday. The game was canceled this morning. Isn't Xiaobaize lying in the intensive care unit? You don't need to fight today, you can directly award the prize!

[Deputy Principal Fang who feels good about himself without picking his teeth after eating]: ...

[Director Deng who likes to show off his beautiful wife and daughter]: ...

[Supervisor Zhou who always works as a mother-in-law]: ...

[Remarks omitted. Vice-Principal Fang]: Well, Mr. Lin Guijiu, is there a possibility, I mean possibility, that now you are the biggest name in the Ninth Academy, the leader who is responsible for the unified command?

【Nine ghosts and nine】: Eh(⊙o⊙)...

Lin Guijiu was shocked.

He groaned and touched his nose guiltily.

It seems so.

Fan Wushe and Su Diewu both went to the imperial capital.

The title level left behind on the surface is only him, the "king of ghost cards".

[Nine ghosts and nine]: Haha, I'm getting old, I'm an old man, so I can't help remembering things.

In front of the wristband screen, the senior management of the Ninth Academy all twitched their eyes.

Can't remember anything.

Why can't you remember ABCD when you are talking trash in games?

[Nine Ghosts and Nine]: Okay, let’s not talk about it, anyway, the competition is about to start, I’ll give Liu Sheng a call... slip away.jpg

above the home screen.

The wonderful clip of Xiao Ting and Shen Zexian has been played.

Xiao Ting's name and half-length photo instantly appeared, covering the right side of the screen.

Accompanied by him, looking at the bright eyes of the audience.

The boiling blood of the entire Dragon Yard support club was ignited rustlingly.

"Junior brother, go ahead, you are the light of the Dragon Academy!!"

"Coastal folks, win glory for the province!"

Many people waved their support sticks.

This time, people who cheered for Xiao Ting directly accounted for two-thirds of the audience.

Even the Shushan Sword Sect auditorium frequently appeared.

Also pulled up [Dragon Master beat him to death! ! ! ] Banner.

"Kneel and beg the dragon master to chop off little Bai Ze!"

This is the unified thinking of the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect.

In terms of strength, their family's Xuanxuan, who can activate natural disaster mimicry, is by no means inferior to this little Bai Ze.

But the luck of this dog competition is too good.

Direct bye.

Into the Double Kings Finals.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, why did you abstain from the vote!

Why don't you beat him up!

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It is said that girls who love to laugh will have good luck.

The sneering Xuanxuan of their family was not only unlucky, but also beaten badly.

Directly from the original second seat, fell to the third place.

They are not convinced.

They also want to see Shen Zexian get beaten.

It's up to you, Xiao Ting, passer-by, big devil, beast!

Go ahead and beat him up!Beat him to death! !

"Two players, please take their places!"

Liu Chuanqi's voice resounded throughout the ring arena.

Player channel.

All eyes are focused on one point.

He looked at the figure walking out slowly.

The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a fiery red tail.

Little Vulcan yawned in the shadows.

When he walked out of the tunnel, he quickly picked up his airs.

It propped up its body, and its dragon claws rested on the windproof cap embroidered with three cartoon dragons.

Raising the dragon's head, the flame mane dances with the wind, shaking off the sparks.

Putting on the most majestic posture, he inadvertently looked at the auditorium——

"It's the strongest fire-type dragon!"

"Come on, Little Vulcan, you are the most handsome little Jiaolong in the Ninth Academy, and Aunt Mua is the one!"

Long Xiao.

But big-hearted.

At least in the part of pretending to be coercive, Little Vulcan used up to [-] minds.

Temperament, there is nothing to say.

The little guy is so good at pretending, what about his master?

Look down.

The boy raised his jaw and looked straight ahead.

There was no show on Xiao Ting's face.

Looking closely at his facial features, it is also a modeling face.

At the same time, the dark-colored clothes show the outline of the figure to a great extent, with broad shoulders and slender legs.

There is a kind of "I go up to fight, and I will come down after hitting a grand slam" in his eyes, indifferent and calm.

The light shone on him, and the black pupils met the eyes of thousands of expectations and attentions. There was no trace of disorder in his steps, and his arms naturally hung down, and he strode into the right side of the field.

Stand still.

Xiao Ting's eyes swept over Liu Chuanqi who was holding up the banner.

He raised his hand and greeted with a smile.

"Morning, Referee Liu."

"Morning, student Xiao Ting..."

After chatting for a few words, Xiao Ting looked towards the player channel on the opposite side.

It was still empty.

Shen Zexian hadn't come down yet.

This kid, why didn't he come to be beaten.

Are you doing psychological construction?

Xiao Ting, who didn't know that he almost scared people to death, looked away and glanced at the auditorium.

The people he glanced at, those with slightly weaker mental strength, swallowed inexplicably, feeling strange.

Like some kind of colossus whose pupils flowed with gold, it bowed its head from the clouds.

Looking into the distance, passing quickly.

"People from the Five Immortals Sect didn't come either?"

Xiao Ting put his hands on his legs, and noticed something interesting.

The audience in the ring-shaped auditorium was crowded with black clouds.

Among the constantly flashing character titles, there are no people who eat melons from the Five Immortals.

"It seems that something unexpected happened..."

Xiao Ting recalled the match in which Lin Chu surrendered and Shen Zexian directly advanced.

If it is true that old things repeat themselves.

He has regrets.

But not much.

After all last night.

He had already beaten Little Bai Ze and his little Teng Snake in his dream.