Hongmeng quietly glanced at it, and immediately covered it again. Fortunately, it was not for himself. After reading the battle post, he was so angry. Then he directly squeezed a tactic, cast a spell, and a dozen battle stickers turned into flashes of light and flew out.
The time for the battle is set for the next day, and as a Protoss, I am not afraid that they will not be able to make it. Even if these twelve people join forces, with the cook's ability, he doesn't think they will lose. It's not that he blows it, it's okay to crush them. Even if there is some accident, there is still Shen Ying. So Gu Yue is not worried at all.
Then the next day, no one came...
Gu Yue looked at the empty square and couldn't react. Is it too far to catch up? It's okay to wait another day.
On the third day, no one came...
Don't the Protoss here have the basic skill of piercing the void
On the fourth day, no one came...
Could it be that the battle post was delayed, what's wrong with Hongmeng's spells
On the tenth day, people just don't come...
Wouldn't you be intimidated by his war stickers
On the fifteenth day, people still haven't come...
Lonely Moon: "…"
Yi Qing: "..."
Hongmeng: "..."
Fatty: "..."
On the empty square that can accommodate ten thousand people, a faint cold wind blows through the heart.
"Damn it, how dare you let my pigeon go!!!" Gu Yue's face turned dark, and she drew her sword directly, "Hongmeng tell me the location of those people." Lao Tzu went to destroy them.
"Dad cow..." Shen Ying, who was nibbling on the fruit beside her, suddenly said.
"what?"
"Those people are the first indigenous people of this plane, aren't they?"
"So what?" Can't you beat it
"No, this world doesn't even have rules, it doesn't have anything. It should also include words, right?"
Huh
"You use the battle post under the text over there, they can understand it?"
Lonely Moon: "…"
Yi Qing: "..."
Hongmeng: "..."
Fatty: "..."
With four slaps, four top-level powerhouses were stabbed in unison, and a place called IQ suddenly ached!
Although I don't want to admit it, at this moment, they are all mentally retarded!
The residence of the Twelve Protoss.
Half a month ago, a strange thing happened in the various Protoss. A divine object descended from the sky and landed in front of the Patriarch. I saw the divine weapon, square, red all over, with a faint golden light on it, like a spiritual intelligence, when other clansmen approached, they would fly away, and then automatically fall into the hands of the patriarch.
The patriarch observed it day and night for ten days, but did not know what it was. After unintentionally opening it, I saw a long white scroll with tiny golden marks all over it. The appearance is very strange, and they will float up from the artifacts one by one, floating above, radiating brilliance for a long time. Like a light worm, it radiates light in the dark night. It will not disappear until it is closed.
All ethnic groups were surprised, and sure enough, the things that fell from the sky were unusual. Such a divine object must have other wonderful uses. So after one party inquired, they found that the twelve gods had received exactly the same one. As mutual dislikes, a small dozen in three days and a large dozen in five days. The Twelve Protoss who have a reason to fight, but have no reason to create a reason to fight, feel that such a good thing must be grabbed.
So there was no doubt, without hesitation, that the Twelve Protoss went to war again.
Finally reacted, Father Niu, whose strategy was changed, sent a cook who personally came to challenge: "..."
Uh, is he going to rush up and beat people up now? Or should I wait for them to finish, and then rush up to beat them
The cook finally looked at the sky, calculated the dinner time, and decided not to wait. So, I went straight up and beat up the leaders of the Twelve Protoss one by one. I also managed to get rid of a few beasts who were not afraid of death and took the initiative to bump into them, and brought them back to the barbecue.
Then he looked at the protoss who were lying on the ground and shivered with fear, took out a stack of papers, one for each person, and stuffed it in the past, and said with a serious face, "Invincible Civil and Martial Arts School Zixiaogong Branch, understand?"
The gods: "… "
It wasn't until the thick stack of paper was completely sent out that he turned around and wrapped the zongzi, tied the twelve leaders, and said word by word, "You must understand!" The bunch of people flew away.
There was an eerie silence in the originally noisy scene...
After a long time, the gods dared to get up and looked down at the stuff in their hands. Suddenly, a voice sounded in everyone's ears. It was obvious that someone had learned the lesson from the last time. This advertisement can not only be watched, but also Voice over.
I saw a deep voice inside shouting loudly.
"Invincible Civil and Martial Arts School Zixiaogong Branch is a multi-faceted modern all-round civil and martial school dedicated to training high-end Protoss talents and creating a perfect new world. The school now has five teachers. Four of them graduated from different places. On the other hand, one of them has studied in the same academy. They all have almost perfect teaching experience, as well as perfect own skills, and approaching perfect teaching methods…”
The voice was one after another, with a mobilization that could not be ignored. While listening to everyone's faces, they couldn't help but have an unexplained impulse in their hearts, especially the last paragraph.
"Want to become a stronger Protoss? Do you want to be the best in the Protoss? Do you want to be the strongest Protoss? Do you want to be as powerful as the one who beat your patriarch? Come to Wudi Civil and Martial Arts School Zi Let's go to the Xiaogong branch! The Zixiaogong branch of the Invincible Civil and Military School is your most sensible choice. As long as you come to the school to study, you will become the strongest king. What are you waiting for! Hurry up and pick up the electricity beside you... Ah bah, Come directly to the Zixiao Palace branch of Wudi Civil and Martial Arts School, address: directly above Zixia Mountain, Jiuzhongtian Wai Zixiao Palace! Spaces are limited, first come, first learn!”
The gods looked at each other in dismay, and the passionate advertising words just echoed in their ears, and it took a long time for someone to whisper.
"is this real?"
"Isn't the one who lives in Zixiao Palace the old man who often came to the battlefield to steal corpses and was beaten by the patriarch?"
"But that person just now is really amazing!"
"The patriarch is gone, why don't you go take a look?"
As a result, the Zixiaogong branch of Wudi Civil and Martial Arts School finally successfully recruited the first batch of students!
The audio flyer that Guyue asked the cook to put in, the publicity effect was good. After Yi Qing tied the leaders of the twelve tribes back, within a few days, a large number of gods came one after another in front of the hall.
Roughly speaking, there are tens of thousands of people, perhaps because the cook happened to be on the battlefield when he beat him. There were many people at that time, and the role of advertising was maximized. These people did not retreat at all, they turned around and came to the Zixiao Palace.