Before they could speak, everyone in the room above the martial saint level was startled.
"Ah, just put the brand on me. I am a pregnant woman, so the other party will definitely think that I am the least likely." Bai Ye winked at everyone: "What do you think?"
"It can be done like this. We all know that you have limited mobility and it is really difficult for you to participate in the competition. No one can expect that the sign will be placed on your body."
Fu Sheng reacted and silently explained to the others: There is someone outside the tent!
"Oh~ I see, that's what we should do?" Qiao Yu, who was in the early stages of becoming a Martial Saint, said politely.
Baili Hongzhuang slapped the table: "That's it! The discussion is over!"
The man hiding behind the tent smiled sinisterly, it didn't take any effort to get here, he was really fast!
He looked around and saw no one around, so he ducked and left quickly.
"Do you believe it now? What an idiot." Xingchen opened the folding fan and rolled his eyes while showing off.
"Okay, we can talk! I have an idea."
Bai Ye narrowed her crescent moon eyes and raised her little finger at the crowd, who gathered together to form a circle.
After a while of whispering, everyone's cunning eyes fell on someone...
Before entering the Lost Forest, someone will issue number plates to all applicants at the entrance, and they will be directly pasted on the back of each team member with rubber.
The selection of the player holding the sign must be fixed and is not allowed to be passed to other people, so it must be reported to the selection officer in advance.
All teams should not just grab the sign, but also tear off the opponent's number plate for inspection when handing it in.
The selection officer took the note handed over by Bai Ye and glanced at the number plate behind them based on the words on it. When he found the corresponding candidate, he was suddenly startled and quickly looked away for fear of being discovered.
This team is really... bold!
"Brother, did you see that? Instructor Lin heard it right. It must be on that bitch, otherwise how could the supervisor be so surprised!" The one who spoke was one of the followers behind the man with the jade crown.
"Hmph! They are too young to fight with me!" The man with the jade crown laughed mischievously: "Aim all at that woman! Remember, not only do you want to get her number plate, but you also want to kill her. That little bitch in her belly!”
He pursed his lips viciously and touched his bandaged left eye: "If you dare to almost blind this prince, let her watch her child abort with her own eyes, suffer in agony, and then die!"
"yes, Sir!"
"Prince Molan, please remember that you and all the young masters must never call me Teacher Lin again! If someone is found to have entered the competition under a false name, our kingdom will be permanently disqualified and will become a sinner for the ages!"
The tall and thin man who spoke had a nervous look on his face. He was the one who helped them find out who was hiding the number plates of the Baiye team that morning. He was also the mentor of the jade-crowned man Mo Lan, a strong man at the peak of the Martial Saint.
"I know, I know, that's nonsense!" Mo Lan raised his nose in disgust and swaggered in line to wait in line to enter the Lost Forest.
Di Yun stood next to the entrance and looked at Bai Ye, frowning slightly: "Be careful."
"Definitely, you stay here and wait for me to come back." Bai Ye smiled brightly.
The competition for hegemony brings together the masters of various forces from various countries. In order to avoid friction and trigger war, no harm to human life is allowed. Otherwise, they will be expelled from the country and left to fend for themselves.