The Ancient God Emperor

Mo Jueyuan suddenly felt a chill on his back, which was very uncomfortable. Mo Jueyuan's expression was frozen, and he turned his eyes slightly, and suddenly saw Qi Xingyun's gloomy face.

"It's you, Qi Xingyun."

Mo Jueyuan immediately realized that he and long ruotong had offended Qi Xingyun completely. Especially when he just entered the square with long ruotong so close that he talked and laughed, Qi Xingyun saw himself as an eyesore.

Looking at Qi Xingyun's gloomy complexion, his fierce and murderous eyes were very obvious, and Mo Jueyuan was cold.

"Hum, I'm so happy and angry. It's no wonder that the old emperor intended to establish a great prince as the emperor. How can such a city be able to shoulder the important task?"

For Qi Xingyun, Mo Jueyuan looks down on him from the bottom of his heart. Although he is the prince, he is extremely disappointed by Qi Xingyun's repeated style, even though he is also a member of the proud empire.

"It's killing me. It seems that we must find a chance to get rid of you."

If you are not afraid of thieves, you are afraid of them. Mo Jueyuan knows that if he doesn't deal with such a strong enemy as soon as possible, he may capsize in the ditch and fall into the hands of the other party. However, Qi Xingyun's identity is not trivial. He must be more than the two guards Xiong xiangtian. Even if the old emperor doesn't intend to make him emperor, he will secretly send someone to protect him. If Mo Jueyuan wants to get rid of the other party, he must make a good plan, Never act rashly.

Mo Chueh yuan had a plan in mind, so he stopped paying attention to Qi Yun Yun and began to look at the other four groups of teenagers. In fact, the other teenagers were also looking at the people around them, either openly or secretly. After all, in the six groups, each group is its own enemy. Only by knowing one's friend and the other can he survive a hundred battles.

Xiong xiangtian, Xiong xiangtian, Xu long and Xu Hu are brothers and twins. The cooperation between the two groups is very important. The two groups have long intended to fight each other to see who has more tacit cooperation. Four people and eight eyes rub out a little bit of fighting spirit. There is a dignified atmosphere in the air.

The rest of the people, Mo Jueyuan also looked one by one, and finally came to a conclusion: all the people on the station are experts.

At this time, a sharp burst of air came, and people subconsciously turned their eyes to the high platform. Only a few figures were shining, whistling down from the sky, just like the gods of heaven, and landed on the high platform. A majestic, deep and not heavy momentum enveloped the whole square, enveloping everyone. Feeling the majestic momentum like the ocean, everyone was filled with awe.

The luster dissipated, revealing the true face inside.

Only four figures of different heights appeared on the high platform. In front of them stood an old man with gorgeous hair and dignified face. On the left side, there was a fat man with fat body. His fat face was covered with smiles, and his two small eyes were squeezed by fat meat, leaving only one slit. With that sly smile on his face, he felt like a rat's eye.

Behind them stood a middle-aged man with a serious face and a man with gold glasses and a gentle smile.

After the four appeared, there was a silence below, and then there was a riot.

"Oh, my God, are the front two..."

"Yes, it's them. Lu Fan and Pang Fei, the two vice presidents of tianwu University, were present in the freshmen competition at the same time."

"Well, who are the two men behind? One is the director of teaching wu long, and the other is a gentle looking man? How to stand with vice president and director of education? "

"This classmate, you are a freshman. You don't know who this gentle tutor is? He's a famous professor Zhen Qin, tutor Zhen, absolutely abnormal... "

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For a moment, there was a lot of noise, but there was one thing in common. Everyone's eyes were full of awe and admiration. Since he is the vice president and teaching director of tianwu college, his strength is absolutely the best among the experts. In this world where the strong are respected and the fist is the truth, his strength is always respected.

Under the platform, Mo Jueyuan saw that Zhen Qinshi also appeared on the platform. His eyes suddenly shrank and he murmured in his heart:

"What is the identity of tutor Zhen and why is he standing with the vice president? But also with the director side by side, look at that, his identity is absolutely not low? Who on earth is he? "

On the other side, long ruotong, seeing this, didn't have the slightest surprise on her face. She just flashed a look of surprise in her eyes and whispered:

"I didn't expect that tutor Zhen would show off."

The voice did not fall, an old and powerful voice sounded, and suddenly the square was silent. Even a needle could be heard.

"The group stage of the freshman competition has come to the end, and today, the final championship competition will be held. Six groups of teenagers in the field decide their opponents by drawing lots. After deciding the outcome, the victorious three groups of youths will fight in pairs, ranking first and second according to the number of victories, while the defeated three groups of youths will also fight in pairs, and the one with the most victories will be the fourth. "

"Well, no more nonsense. Let's wait and see. These six groups of teenagers have a wonderful fight."

Lu fan doesn't talk nonsense either. He simply finishes the rules. With a wave of his thin hand, a tutor immediately takes the special wooden box and lets each group of teenagers draw lots.

Six groups of twelve teenagers were stunned. Not only they, but also many teenagers in the square were looking at the platform with dull expression. The vice president is also very style, vigorous and resolute, doing things and talking without procrastination.

There was a moment of astonishment and silence. After a few seconds, a burst of warm applause suddenly rang out. All the people with smiling faces looked at the people on the stage, applauded, and looked very excited. They were obviously shocked by such a style of vice president.

Pang Fei looked at Lu Fan with a cold face and said with some depression:

"I said Lao Lu, you asked me to say something. Before I said anything, you started. You are too efficient."

Lu Fan's head is full of gorgeous hair, and his face shows a cool expression. He doesn't even look at Pang Fei.

Pang Fei turned to look at the two people behind him with a bitter smile, and his eyes were quite innocent and helpless.

When Wu Long saw it, he felt a bump in his heart. He quickly turned his head, pretended not to see it, and waved to the teenagers around him. So did Professor Zhen Qin, who turned a blind eye and waved to the teenagers around him. Their thoughts were almost the same.

I'm kidding. Both of them are vice presidents, and both of them are great masters of Zang Ruijing. If they offend each other, they will seek death. They just pretend they don't know, so as not to be troubled by the vice president. At least they won't use force in this public. If you offend the vice president in private, you will be beaten on the spot, especially Pang Fei. The fat man is not polite.

Naturally, the people below don't know what's wrong with the four people above. They are still immersed in passion. The six groups of teenagers have already begun to draw lots.

Mo Jueyuan was the third to draw, and he drew a blue No. 3 wooden card, opposite to the red No. 3. Before that, someone had already pulled out the red No. 3.

It was one of the twin brothers, Xu long and Xu Hu, two teenagers in the perfect state of physical training.

As early as in the previous competition, Mo Jueyuan had known these two people, the twin brothers, and they cooperated with each other very well. Moreover, the breath of the two people gave Mo Jueyuan a difficult feeling. Mo Jueyuan saw them as strong opponents.

However, Mo Jueyuan will not be afraid. The more difficult the enemy is, the more favorable it will be for him to break through. Mo still remembers Pang Fei's words to himself: only by fighting more can he break through, and only by pressure can he be motivated.

Of course, the opponent's strength can't surpass himself too much. If Mo Jueyuan's strength is used today, he can't even run away when he meets the experts in the Tibetan sharp realm. How can he fight.

Soon, the six groups all drew lots to decide who was the opponent. What made Mo Jueyuan most interesting was Qi Xingyun's group.

Qi Xingyun has drawn red No.2, and Xiong Xiangzhong and Xiong xiangtian are extremely unlucky to draw blue No.2, which makes Qi Xingyun's face very ugly. How to choose between them? Do you want Xiong Xiangzhong to give up or quit? It is reasonable to say that Xiong xiangtian's strength is slightly better than his own team, but he still wants to teach Mo Jueyuan a good lesson. Qi Xingyun is also longing for the title.

Qi Xingyun, after all, was the second prince of the Aotian empire. Although the city government was not as good as the old emperor and the great prince, it was not an ordinary person, and soon made a decision. As for him, when he treated Mo Jueyuan, he was very angry because he involved long ruotong. Once long ruotong was involved, Qi Xingyun's city hall disappeared immediately without any trace, and he had no intention to speak of it, which was why Mo Jueyuan despised him.

Qi Xingyun's partner is a beautiful young girl named Zhao Yaxin. She is about 18 years old. Her aptitude is extraordinary, and her accomplishments have reached the realm of flying in the sky. Together with Qi Xingyun, they are both in the realm of flying in the sky.

In fact, among the 12 teenagers present, except Mo Jueyuan, Xu long, Xu Hu and Feng Wu, the other seven are all xiangkongjing. The reason why these three teams can get to this stage is not only their fighting capacity, but also their luck. As the saying goes, luck is also a part of their strength. No matter how they fight, they only depend on the result.

After learning about their opponents, Mo Jueyuan and long ruotong look at each other and see the gravity in each other's eyes. The strength of these two brothers is equal to that of themselves, but they have a tacit understanding since childhood. Together, their combat power can be compared with that of the early or even middle stage of xiangkong. Mo Jueyuan and long ruotong will naturally suffer losses.

A middle-aged tutor stepped forward and looked at the six groups of teenagers holding the brand. He said in a loud voice:

"Please get the number of students, respectively, into the 23rd, 24th, 25th area, for competition."

Mo Jueyuan turns his head and looks at long ruotong. With a confident smile and a slight nod, they walk to area 25. Xu long and Xu Hu also walk to area 25.

After the tutor who guarded the challenge arena explained the rules, long ruotong, Mo Jueyuan and Xu long and Xu Hu, with their eyes opposite each other, all of them were fighting high, and they were flying into the sky. There was light in their eyes. The huge square was quiet. Everyone's eyes were watching the three competition areas, looking forward to the wonderful championship competition.

The tutor looked at the two groups of teenagers on both sides, and when they were ready, he suddenly yelled:

"Here we go."