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Wilderness, orc land.

In the hall of the Emperor's Nest, all the beasts knelt down under the throne, silent like a cicada, none of them dared to make a sound.

The air seems to have really solidified.

Solidified under the ultimate coercion of the Heavenly Fierce Beast Dragon Lord!

On the throne, the shadow of the black robe looked gloomy, like a layer of dark clouds.

"Black three!"

The emperor's voice was deafening like thunder.

Hei San heard the sound and knelt forward, his head lowered very low.

"His Majesty…"

"I really can't find my ninth avatar?!"

"This..." Hei San's back wings trembled slightly, all three heads were on the ground, and he said humbly: "Your Majesty, Hei San is incompetent... That human being has a ninth-rank powerhouse's three-phase power, dragging me down. After a long time, and later, another nine-rank phase king came...

Moreover, he still has [True Soul], and I am not his opponent. "

"…"

The Heavenly Fierce Beast Dragon Lord sat on the throne without speaking.

Hei San was even more afraid.

For Hei San, every second seemed as long as thousands of years.

After a long time, the Heavenly Fierce Beast Dragon Lord cursed in a deep voice, "A bunch of trash!"

"…"

The beasts are silent.

The Heavenly Fierce Beast and Dragon Lord said again: "Retire them all for me! Keep searching! Until you find your clone!"

"…"

Hearing this, the beasts immediately retreated out of the hall and ran into the distance as if they had been granted amnesty.

One is faster than the other!

"Your Majesty, me too..." He San said tentatively, the snake body twisted, and he planned to retreat.

Here, he doesn't want to stay for a moment!

"Wait! Wait a minute, Hei San." The beast dragon said.

"Yes…"

After the ten thousand beasts and the group of ministers retreated, in the hall, there were only two figures, the Dragon Lord and Hei San.

The Beast Dragon Lord got up from the throne and stood at the top of the hall in human form.

Under the throne, Hei San was crawling, and the huge animal body looked extremely small.

"Hei San, the human powerhouse with the power of [True Soul] you said is an old man with sharp eyes like an eagle?"

"…"

Hei San knew that what the Heavenly Fierce Beast Dragon Lord was talking about was a peerless powerhouse in the human race known as the "Eagle King", but the person he saw today was not the Eagle King.

"His Majesty the Dragon Lord, it's not the 'Eagle King'... The person who stopped me was holding a mediocre knife. According to my judgment, he was not the Eagle King."

"Is that so..."

"…"

Hei San knelt down, while the Heavenly Fierce Beast Dragon Lord fell into contemplation.

Indeed, he did not feel the breath of the Eagle King today.

The breath that is also the realm of the soul is not exactly the same as that on the Eagle King.

Although they are both extremely sharp, one is an eagle that soars in the nine heavens and dominates the sky, and the other...

It is a sharp mad knife that intends to split all barriers!

"…"

The figure of the black robe was isolated at a high place, and the cold wind was rising.

"My ninth avatar... Without you, how can I be promoted to that higher supreme realm?

Never fall into human hands!

Fortunately, I can wait! I still have a long, long life..."

"What those monsters saw may not be true... Perhaps, the clone was not brought back into the city by humans, but was still in the wild. In that case, there is still a chance to find it!"

"It doesn't matter, when the clone is stronger, I can sense his breath."

"Dare to take away my ninth avatar, unforgivable!"

"…"

He sat back on the throne, his eyes pierced through space and time, looking far, far away.

The worst result is that the ninth avatar will never be found again.

In that case, the Heavenly Fierce Beast Dragon Lord will have to wait another thousand years, and then split up the "Tenth World Clone" to complete his promotion ceremony.

"Will you wait another thousand years?"

"I hope things don't get so bad."

"…"

...

At the same time, in Longjing City.

Beijing University.

In the hall of the auditorium, there were some recruited students standing in the open space.

If you are familiar with campus gossip, you can see at a glance that these are the best among their peers, geniuses among geniuses!

The fittest students of Fang Tian Class were called here.

Before the tutor came, some students were whispering in the hall.

Chen Xingxi glanced at the other side, then turned to Zhang Xiucheng, Wei Tao and the others and asked, "Many of the classmates over there are fresh faces. Do you know each other?"

Shen Longxiao glanced at it and whispered back: "There? Those are not our freshmen, but the second-year students of Fang Tian's class."

"Sophomore?" Chen Xingxi asked suspiciously, "Why did you call us and the sophomore? Is there anything important to announce?"

"I don't know...Shh, keep your voice down, Dean Wang and the others are here!"

"…"

For a moment, the hall fell silent.

Standing in the crowd, Chen Xingxi seemed to have guessed the reason why the school called them here.

Counting the time, it seems that the "Hundred Schools Competition" is coming.

Every year around May, June and July, Huaxia holds a competition for the fittest in all colleges and universities, and this year, under the proposal of Meng Zhuming, the president of Beijing University, all universities have organized genius classes similar to the "Fang Tian Class" to concentrate resources and let the Top talent grows faster.

The original plan was to hold a "Fangtian Contest".

However, in order to save time and resources, the official finally decided to combine the two games into one.

Anyway, the players who participated in the Hundred Schools Tournament must be the strongest in their respective schools.

Sure enough, Wang Kaijin said.

"You all know my character, I won't talk much about the scene, long story short!

In a few days, this year's 100-school hegemony competition is about to kick off, and the participating students representing Beijing University will be selected from among you!

The rules of this year's competition are similar to those in the past. The age requirement for the competition is under 20 years old, that is, freshman and sophomore... However, this time the strategy needs to be slightly adjusted!

After research, we decided to disrupt the grades and split into two teams.

One is responsible for defending at the school, and the other is responsible for traveling to major schools across the country. "

"…"

There was a little commotion in the crowd.

In the sophomore year, some people looked happy, and felt that they were finally going to show their talents this year and show their faces among the geniuses of the universities across the country.

And some people look flat.

They already know that the most dazzling people will never be themselves, but the perverts in the freshman year.

Chen Xingxi and Huang Si's eyes passed through the crowd and looked at each other. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

According to the results of their last team battle, Chen Xingxi led Team A, and Huang Si was Team B.

The priority is on Chen Xingxi's side.

Wang Kaijin stood on the stage and said loudly: "At present, there are two tentative main teams!

The first one: Chen Xingxi, Lin Gechang, Ai Chengxiang, Zhang Xiucheng, Shen Longxiao, Wei Tao…

The second branch: Huang Si, Lu Feng, Mo Yong...

…”

Huang Si's eyes were bright, and he used his mental power to transmit a voice to Chen Xingxi: "It seems that I stayed at the school to fight? Chen Xingxi, I will definitely not let any school team win points from me!"

Chen Xingxi also had a spiritual voice transmission and smiled.

"Then I... just win points from every school!"

"It's a word!"