When Li Yao swaggered through the canyon area with the jade slips in his arms and appeared at the Starfire Alliance pick-up point, there was an eerie calm in the huge campus for five full minutes.
Even in the Thunder Cup section of Dahuangzhan.com, there were no new posts for a while.
Everyone was immersed in incredible shock.
After a long time, someone made a short post:
"This is a game that will be remembered for fifty years!"
This post ignited everyone's emotions, and in an instant, hundreds of posts flocked to:
"Powerful, crazy, really shocking!"
"Is there anything else that Li Yao can't do?"
"With a pair of two thousand, he really did it!"
"Zhao Tianchong is shrewd, and Lu Tieshan is calm. Neither of them is easy to be fooled. The series of traps Li Yao set up at the beginning were indeed seen through by them, but who would have thought that these traps were just bait to cover up The last deadly trap!"
Every student who watched the game was upset and could not calm down for a long time.
If someone who didn't know the result, after seeing the result of the match, they would definitely think that the people from Chaos Blade Hall and Iron Fist Club were too stupid, and they couldn't catch one out of two thousand. f≌
Only those of them who have seen it from beginning to end know that the people on both sides have tried their best and basically made no mistakes.
If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have been in the dark at the beginning, or they couldn't find the remote control model car disguised as a stone, or they only found one, or they found two, but they didn't disassemble the second one for inspection.
As long as one of these mistakes is made, Li Yao won't have to spend a lot of effort, he would have already won!
It was also because of the high-level performance of Zhao Tianchong and Lu Tieshan that Li Yao was forced to do his best. A wonderful show was put on!
For a moment, the whole campus was shrouded in a "buzzing" sound, amazed, moved, aftertaste... All the students gathered together in small groups, discussing the game just now with joy.
Many students whose brains turn slowly are still a little ignorant until now, pestering others to keep asking:
"Wait. Tell me again. Li Yao deliberately revealed that there was an ambush in the base camp of Chaos Blade Hall. Why did you do it?"
In the VIP room.
Although the high-level leaders of many cultivation sects did not say anything, they also showed surprise between their brows and eyes.
Long Wenhui breathed a sigh of relief and asked:
"Bai Lao, if you lead the Iron Fist, how would you deal with it?"
Bai Mushen looked dignified, and said slowly:
"It's difficult. Every trap has flaws. Of course, the chain of traps set by Li Yao also has many flaws. We, the onlookers, can clearly see it. If we sit here and analyze it afterwards, we can of course find a way to solve it theoretically."
"But in actual combat, if you want to crack it, you need three prerequisites."
"First, the leaders of both sides must have extremely high commanding power. Command subordinates like arms and fingers."
"Second. Their subordinates must be extremely calm, obedient, and will never be provoked or disturbed by anger."
"Thirdly, they must absolutely trust each other. The two sides regard Li Yao as the biggest enemy and cooperate sincerely."
Bai Mushen gave a wry smile and said:
"In actual combat, none of these three prerequisites can be realized."
"Two thousand fresh-blooded young people. How can young people who have conflicts obey orders like a well-trained elite army?"
"but… "
"Li Yao pretended to be injured, so there is some suspicion of taking advantage of the rules?"
"In actual combat, an injury is an injury, but there will be no electric arcs and blood lights to disturb the enemy's judgment."
Long Wenhui laughed and said:
"In reality, there are also many people and monsters who have practiced secret techniques, and are good at tortoise breathing and feigning death."
"What's more, in actual combat, there is no need for the Random Blade Hall to snatch the jade slips. Their purpose is to attack the Iron Fist Association. Cooperating with Li Yao can obviously deal a heavy blow to the Iron Fist Association, so why bother?"
"So, they'll just get caught earlier, sink deeper, and collapse faster.
Long Wenhui shrugged his bulbous nose, and smiled at Xiong Baili who was sitting beside him:
"Principal Xiong, I want to have a private chat with classmate Li Yao, is that okay?"
…
In the southwest of Raging Waves City, beside a quiet artificial lake, on a secluded path.
Li Yao had just finished the competition, and before he had time to see what the Thunder Cup looked like, he rushed all the way here without stopping, his chest heaving and his heart beating like a drum.
Walking in front of him, the unremarkable man with a broad robe and sleeves and a bulbous nose was the deputy leader of the Hundred Fighters Sword League, Long Wenhui, a strong man in the alchemy stage.
He was the one who captured the Demon King Bi'e alive in Qingze City!
This is a real big shot in the Federation.
In Li Yao's eyes, nervousness, apprehension, envy, admiration, longing... the intricate emotions condensed into dancing flames.
However, Long Wenhui didn't have much airs, and his walking posture was even a little lazy, as if he didn't want to spend more energy outside of fighting.
He leisurely said:
"Student Li Yao, this is not the first time we have dealt with each other. In Qingze City, you inadvertently spied on a sword I made recently, but you were regarded as an enemy by my sword. At that time, I will firmly remember about you."
"A cultivator who is less than 20 years old and can make my sword produce hostility, he must not be an ordinary character!"
"That's why, I heard that this year's Thunder Cup will be you alone against 2,000 people from the martial arts department, so I came here to watch it, and you did not disappoint me."
"I really want to know, how did you come up with these plans?"
Li Yao was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Long Wenhui, a dignified alchemy cultivator, to come here specially for him.
However, he was originally a bold person. Seeing that Long Wenhui restrained his aura and looked pleasant, like an ordinary uncle next door, he gradually let go of the tension in his heart, and said calmly:
"It's nothing, I grew up in the tomb of the magic weapon. From the time I can remember, I have to fight for a steamed bun and half a bottle of water. I am small and weak, and I don't like to form gangs. If I want to fight against those vicious adults, I will fight with you." Just use your brain more."
"When I was eight years old, there were fifteen different gangs in the magic weapon tomb where I lived, and they were all made up of strong men with big heads and big backs."
"No matter which gang, they can easily crush me to death."
"But I survived in the cracks of these gangs, and I lived a very good life!"
"Ten years later, when I passed my eighteenth birthday alive and kicking, only four of the fifteen gangs remained!"
"Many things have been integrated into my blood and become an instinct. To Zhao Tianchong and Lu Tieshan, it is a conspiracy trap, but to me, it is like holding chopsticks before eating. It can't be more normal."
Long Wenhui slowed down:
"it is good!"
"Student Li Yao, let's talk straight. I admire you very much and think you are a rare talent. Now I officially invite you to join the Hundred Fighters Sword League!"
"The Hundred Fighters Alliance, one of the top 100 in the federation, even reached the top ten at its peak. It has a long history and profound heritage. It is a veritable giant!"
"If you are willing to sign the contract, I can also give you three years of study time. During these three years, you can freely study in the Great Desolate War Academy. The Hundred Fighters Sword League will provide sufficient training resources for your exclusive use! "
"And when you are free during the holidays, you can also come to Baizhan Daomeng. I will arrange real masters to guide you, so that you can grow up as soon as possible in actual combat."
"After you graduate, I will give you two choices."
"The first is to enter the Sword R&D Center of the Hundred Fighters Sword League."
"Our Baizhan Daomeng, although a martial arts sect, has focused on sword techniques for hundreds of years and has very rich experience in refining swords. Speaking of the refining level of swords and magic weapons, it is also second to none in the entire federation."
"Secondly, join the expedition team, become a prospector, go to places that are infested by people and monsters, and discover new veins!"
"You are in the wilderness, you should know that there are countless treasures hidden underground here, just waiting for those with strength and courage to discover them."
"And I believe that you are this kind of person!"
Having said this, Long Wenhui stopped and looked at Li Yao with a smile.
Li Yao's heart, which had just calmed down, began to beat violently again.
Invitation from the Hundred Fighters League!
The Baizhan Daomeng is a super big sect ten times stronger than the Chixiao faction back then!
Moreover, the two positions that Long Wenhui promised, the first one, will go to the Sword R&D Center, and the latter one will become a prospector, which is the golden position that many cultivators dream of!
Whether it's the war between humans and monsters, or the cultivation of a cultivator, what is the most indispensable thing
resource! spar! Lode!
Join the expedition team, become a prospector, fight against the heaven and earth, and monsters in the inaccessible borderlands, and discover new resources, new crystals, and new veins!
Not only can you get rich overnight, but you can also become a hero of the sect and a star of the entire federation!
Such a tempting condition made Li Yao's heart skip a beat.
However, after hesitating for a moment, he still shook his head slightly, and said sincerely:
"Master Dragon, thank you very much for your appreciation. I also hope to join the Hundred Battles Sword League, but before that, I have to work with my mentor to complete the mysterious bone plan and refine the mysterious bone battle armor!"
"I don't know how long it will take for the Xuangu project to be completed, so I cannot accept your invitation."
"Um?"
Long Wenhui was a little displeased, two lightning-like gazes pierced Li Yao's eyes.
Li Yao supported his eyelids, gritted his teeth, and looked at Long Wenhui.
The two sides looked at each other for only three seconds, but to Li Yao, it seemed as long as three days and three nights.
Just before he was about to collapse, Long Wenhui suddenly withdrew his gaze and smiled from the bottom of his heart.
"Shua!"
A silver-white card was held between Long Wenhui's fingers, and he handed it to Li Yao.
"Heavy commitment and courage, I appreciate you more and more, student Li Yao!"
"This card, you can regard it as another invitation, from a higher-level organization than the Baizhan Daomeng!" (Please search for Piaotian Literature, better updates and faster!
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