Once upon a time there was a demon pass

after that...

Lingwu High School, a seed player, was defeated by ordinary high schools.

So far, among the top eight, ordinary colleges and universities have already occupied two spots!

And there is one person who has never made a move.

The first battle shocked the world.

The seemingly crazy remarks before were silently slapped in the face at this time.

them...

He really went for the championship.

after that...

Mo Academy, Mo Academy, Mo Academy...

The entire top eight list looked very monotonous, only the names of Mo Academy and ordinary colleges and universities.

For a moment, the faces of the heads of the three major colleges and universities turned black.

This year's situation...

So wrong.

Although Mo Academy usually dominates the rankings, this year it is a bit serious.

Time, Qi Tian, ​​Yuan Zhong, Li Zi...

The quarterfinals already accounted for four places.

Fortunately, Wang Youcai and Shen Feng's defeats saved them a bit of face.

Final result...

Four from Mo Academy and two from ordinary colleges.

There is one person in Lingnian, and one person in the military academy.

But the man in the military academy was already seriously injured because of his aggressive style of play, and he was steadily eliminated from the eighth round.

Generally speaking, the three major colleges and universities have no face left.

Ordinary colleges and universities became an instant hit.

Amidst the discussions of many netizens, Yu Sheng also quietly returned to Mo Academy.

It's just that there is no welcome ceremony.

Even Mo Academy is empty.

Zhao Zicheng, Sun Wen, and they all went out to pick up the missions and earn meritorious service.

Xu Yuanqing has just made a breakthrough, and it is said that he is reporting to Mo Ge to strive for promotion and receive more salary.

The old students are not seen every day.

I heard that Bai Haitang is still following Qiu Xiaoxiao's trail, and she still has no plans to go to school this year.

Obviously, killing Qiu Xiaoxiao has become a certain obsession of hers.

Yu Sheng came to the inner courtyard silently.

After about half a day, more than a dozen Liujue masters surrounded Yu Mo and came to Mo Academy again.

Everyone looked very solemn.

Two hours later, everyone turned around and left, carrying big boxes one by one, very vigilant.

Yu Sheng returned to his dormitory and entered the boring practice again.

There is no discomfort at all, it seems to be a habit.

……

"You've been looking for me for so long, and now I'm here."

"What's the matter, tell me."

A very ordinary-looking middle-aged man just sat leisurely in the coffee shop, took a sip of coffee, and said with a smile.

Zong Ren sat across from him, examining his face.

It took a long time before I spoke softly: "I think, before we communicate, the most important thing is to be honest with each other."

"Oh?"

"Then you take off your disguise first?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, put down the coffee casually, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and spoke lightly.

"You are joking, I am me and have never changed."

Zong Ren looked about seventeen or eighteen years old at this time, a little shy, wearing a pair of glasses, lowered his head slightly, and looked full of youthful shyness.

The middle-aged man laughed, shook his head, and did not continue speaking.

For a while, the coffee shop became quiet again.

Only far away, the owner of the coffee shop is sitting at the bar bored, as if thinking about the meaning of life.

"You have 5 minutes."

The middle-aged man glanced at the delicate watch on his wrist and said suddenly.

Zong Ren nodded slightly, but still did not speak.

It seems that he tried his best to ask the middle-aged man in front of him to come out, really just to drink a cup of coffee.

Time passed by minute by minute.

It was only 3 minutes before the time set by the middle age that Zong Ren raised his head, and pushed his glasses gently: "It's been so long, I still don't know what your name is, so I'll call you senior."

"Actually, I have no hatred in my heart for the series of targeted layouts you have made against the divine religion."

"After all, before this, I was just an inconspicuous little person in the God Sect."

"Now that the divine religion is broken, what I get is far more than before."

"But if the Religion is completely destroyed, then there will be no more shields for hunting souls, so...we are still useful, right?"

Zongren spoke slowly, but in an orderly manner.

The sound was well controlled within a certain range, so that the boss at the bar in the distance could not hear it.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, but casually picked up a newspaper on the shelf and read it carefully, as if he didn't hear Zong Ren's words at all.

Zong Ren was neither anxious nor impatient about this, but just waited quietly.

"You overestimate your worth."

"Without the cult, we can always find another demon cult, evil religion or something like that."

"Even without these, we hunt souls..."

"Are you really afraid of Mo Ge?"

The middle-aged man finally put down the newspaper in his hand, said casually, glanced at the time on his watch, tidied up his expensive suit, and got up.

"I thought you would be very smart."

"I overestimated you."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man walked away.

Zong Ren frowned slightly, his eyes hidden behind his glasses were cold, but he quickly returned to his natural state.

He didn't get up, but was still drinking the coffee on the table.

"But senior, if it's as you said..."

"Then we have already completely disappeared in history."

"I don't believe it, you really missed a few bases and didn't notice."

Zongren didn't control his volume this time, and his voice kept echoing in the coffee shop.

It's just that the boss is still in the state of wandering, staring at the scenery outside the window with absent-minded eyes, thinking about life.

"But it's still too naive to only use these to negotiate."

"If it's a year from now, I might still be interested."

"You're in a hurry."

The middle-aged man paused, turned his head to look at Zong Ren in front of the coffee table, and said with a chuckle, "Is there anything else, my time is really precious."

"Before I don't want to kill you, I hope you'd better stop killing my patience."

When the middle-aged man spoke, he always gave people a sense of gentleman, and his tone was as gentle as water.

But what was said in it made people inexplicably chill.