During this practice, Luo Yunyang's mind became more and more ethereal, and he fell into a state of no thought.
Just when Luo Yunyang was rushing to the competition ground, in a gorgeous villa, Lemanto was swimming in the blue water. Beside him, two young women, neatly dressed and quite aristocratic, were standing quietly.
There was a trace of solemnity on Lemanto's face, and he said softly: "Answer for me, I understand. I will be careful in the next competition."
"As a disciple of Lord St. John, I will never lose to Murat's disciples!"
After all, one percent of supplies is a lot. What’s more, this is an unexpected surprise!
"One percent of the supplies are gone just because of his negligence. If there is a war, he will definitely be made to pay for his negligence."
My mother's, my sister's, my uncle's relatives, the members of the Fiery Sun Society, the Eagle King, the Fire King and other military leaders...
The derogatory words were so straightforward that Wei Zhongxing was almost annoyed. He was a proud man, how could he allow others to look at him like this!
"Poor guy, I don't know what kind of punishment he is facing now. All I can say about this guy is that he deserves it!"
He glared at Ling Yubing, finally snorted, turned and left.
"Actually, this should be a competition that people have little expectations for!" Among the countless people gathered, someone sighed.
Putting on a pure white dress, Lemento dressed up as if he were attending a grand banquet. The only thing that was different from attending a banquet was the silver sword in his hand.
Although these words were a bit abrupt, there was no refutation after they were said.
This kind of advice gave Luo Yunyang the urge to teach him a lesson.
This is an ancient sword. Although there is nothing strange about it from the outside, the sword that Lemanto can pick up with great solemnity is definitely not an ordinary weapon.
The Tianxun and newspapers in Meiya Ancient City are full of various articles. No matter which aspect of analysis, these articles directly come to a unique result.
"But King Luck's good luck should be over. After all, he will meet Lemanto. But no matter whether his luck runs out or not, this time, what he gets is one percent share !”
While Doutian Breathing Technique was running, the bright sun and moon appeared in Luo Yunyang's heart, and powerful forces poured into Luo Yunyang's body from between the sun and the moon.
Murat's disciple, when these five words came out of Lemanto's mouth, there seemed to be an extremely uncomfortable and depressing atmosphere hidden inside.
As for Ling Yubing, he said unceremoniously: "Wei Zhongxing, you were defeated by Lemanto in one move, so you don't have any experience at all, right?"
"Simon really underestimated the enemy. As the saying goes, a proud soldier will be defeated. He chose the field that he was least good at, and then handed himself over to others. Then, although he was not seriously injured, he still flew away. out!"
Because of the propaganda of the Seventeen Western Cities Sky News, this time the younger generation has attracted the attention of the entire federation because of the communication war over material distribution.
Not only Xue Xiaopang and others, but also the comments about Luo Yunyang on the Tianxun at this time were all three words - King of Luck!
Wei Zhongxing waved his hand and said: "Teacher Xie, I think it is a waste of time to introduce any experience. It is better to let Yunyang have a good rest."
Take a good rest. On the surface, he was caring about Luo Yunyang, but from Wei Zhongxing's actions, everyone present understood what he meant.
Facing these comments, Luo Yunyang smiled softly. He turned on his communicator. The information on the communicator was already filling up the space.
For them, this is a surprise, a big surprise.
"The next two contestants are Luo Yunyang from the Thirteenth City in the East, and Lemanto from the Seventeenth City in the West. Now, let's invite these two contestants to make their debut!" The most famous host of Meiya Ancient City People's voices are ups and downs, and their passions are high.
"Zhong Xing, tell Yun Yang how you feel about playing against Lemento, so that he can prepare in advance for the next match." Teacher Xie said to Wei Zhongxing with a smile.
Even in some public places, there are a large number of people waiting to watch the competition through Tianxun.
But Chu Yuan's spirit was obviously much better at this time, and her eyes looking at Luo Yunyang also showed a hint of intimacy.
"Look, it's the commander of the Holy Lion Legion!"
After hurriedly browsing through these messages, Luo Yunyang closed his eyes and performed the Dootian Breathing Technique. Although he now has a lot of trump cards and is full of confidence in himself, when facing this Lemanto, he feels that it is best for him to be careful.
"Oh, it's incredible, even the chairman of Liumang Consortium is here."
Luo Yunyang must be defeated!
"I didn't expect that this was just a competition between juniors, but even he was alarmed. It was the legendary Grand Master Jie Lei, who is the eldest disciple of Lord Invincible."
In this upcoming competition, countless big figures from the Seventeen Western Cities gathered together. The addresses of most of them were not in Meiya Ancient City, but they all appeared in the grand stadium of Meiya Ancient City.
The silver sports car, driven by a blond beauty, carried Lemanto to a wider stadium at lightning speed.
Chu Yuan, ready to continue fighting, finally gave up her afternoon competition, so her opponent automatically advanced.
How come such good luck doesn't happen to me? If I had such good luck, I would definitely do better than Luo Yunyang.
Countless reporters gathered outside the hotel where Luo Yunyang and the others lived. Although they were warned not to disturb Luo Yunyang until the end of the competition, they still quickly took photos one by one before Luo Yunyang came out.
"Facing Lemanto, you have no hope at all. When you see this kid showing off his power, just give in." Fatty Xue quickly came over to comfort Luo Yunyang.
"Yunyang, this guy is just a little kid. He is jealous of you, but to be honest, your kid's luck is really enviable!"
"Mr. Lemanto, Lord St. John sent a message to tell you not to underestimate the enemy." A woman said softly when Lemanto came out.
Only Wei Zhongxing had a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. He had to admit something: many times, what people are jealous of is not the prosperity of strangers, but the prosperity of the people around them. In fact, there were many people better than him, Wei Zhongxing, and it didn't matter to him, but he just couldn't stand this Luo Yunyang.
Xue Xiaopang's face suddenly darkened. Although he also believed that Luo Yunyang had no chance of winning against Lemanto, he should not say this in front of Luo Yunyang.
When Luo Yunyang returned to the hotel, he was warmly welcomed by all the personnel of the Thirteen Eastern Cities headed by Teacher Xie.
This place can accommodate 300,000 people, and at this time, the seats for these 300,000 people are even more packed.