The Ninth Secret Bureau

Under the attention of everyone, the Huaxu people and the four bald-headed monks have entered the mountains one foot after another. Although they entered the mountain in different directions, their final destinations seem to be the same. All of them are running towards the top of the mountain...Compared to the monks who didn’t carry any baggage, the team members of Huaxu were obviously slower to climb the mountain, but fortunately, the mountainous area in the east was far from their initial entry. The location is relatively close, so when the group of monks climbed halfway up the mountain, the group had already arrived at the top of the mountain with large bags of luggage.

The scenery here is very good.

it's very windy.

It is a good place to be used as a camp for protracted warfare.

"The second and the third, you two help me set up the array, the fourth and the fifth and the sixth, the three of you go to find the location of the Sanjimen, the three of you, and after you determine the location, you will insert the flag and leave the rest to me. To deal with it."

"clear!"

If, regardless of the level of strength, only the tacit understanding of cooperation and warfare, perhaps these people of Huaxu can be regarded as first-class or top-notch existence. Their tacit cooperation with each other has reached the extreme. Under the arrangement of the big brother Hua Yi, others People are getting busy too, but within half a minute, Hua Yi has prepared all the elements needed for the formation.

When everyone was standing in a circle around Huayi, the four juniors of Qi Ping'an all rushed to the top of the mountain. Seeing their faces unchanged, it seemed that the mountain marathon these few minutes was nothing to them. It did not affect their status.

"Where is your captain?" Hua Yi saw that only these four monks had arrived, and he was immediately lost because his initial thoughts were very simple and logical.

The round of 16 is no better than the round of 32. There is no weak team that can break into this circle, so even if Qi Ping’s heart is arrogant, it’s impossible for him to play alone like the last game.. ..... Take a step back and say, even if he is high-spirited and arrogant, he only plays by himself, Hua Yi can understand this.

But Hua Yi never expected that Qi Ping'an would just give up this game, and he would not play at all. He only sent these four big monks to come... Isn’t this too despising of people? !

"Our captain and our junior have diarrhea, so we are the only ones here for this game. I hope you don't mind."

Monk Wu Xin was the only one who spoke among the four monks. It seemed that his face was thinner than the other brothers. He was a bit embarrassed when he said this. In order to prevent the other party from feeling insulted and despised, he He did not hesitate to pull out the reason why Qi Ping'an and Yu Nianchan had diarrhea.

Of course, it would be better if he didn't say it. After he pulled out this reason, Hua Yi and the others were trembling with anger.

"Fuck! Who are you fooling! Who can have diarrhea in our realm!"

"That's it! Obviously I look down on us!"

"As the saying goes, the monks don’t slander, you monk really..."

Hearing that these people from Huaxuyi began to complain about themselves, Monk Wu Xin was so embarrassed that his toes were about to buckle the soles of his shoes...what should I say?

Obviously what you are talking about is a well-known fact, but if I really give a true and objective answer you want, you still can't take my skin off? Not to mention whether you will be half-dead with anger, those who watch the game will definitely think that we are too arrogant and not a good bird.

"It's really hard to be a good person." Monk Wuku sighed.

"Senior brother is right." Monk Wu Qing nodded.

"If you want me to tell them, don't talk nonsense with them, didn't you all tell us? Let's directly control the man named Hua Yi when we meet..." Monk Wujing said with a grin. Directly in front of everyone present (including a dozen live footage) exposed their battle plan, "Brother Wuxin! Are the four of us going together or what?"

"..."

In an instant, Huaxu's team members surrounded Hua Yi in the center one after another, and the few people holding the array weapons were even more nervous.

What Qi Ping'an formulated for them was the beheading operation? ?

Do they have a lot of certainty to say these things in front of us...it must be! Do these thieves and bald donkeys look down on people so much! That's how the battle plan is said, it really takes us as the air!

"Brother, what should I do now?"

"Stop talking, I think about it..."

Hua Yi is a wise man. Although he was irritated by these monks' words before, he has already suppressed the anger and anger. In an extremely calm state, he began to think rationally... .To fight directly with these monks? Or should they delay them for a period of time as originally planned?

Facts have proved that Hua Yi is very smart and sensible.

Although Qi Ping’an, a terrifying enemy, did not show up to participate in the game, Hua Yi would not despise these monks...In his opinion, Qi Ping’an is not a stupid person. He should have a lot of ideas about the championship. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to abandon the game at the risk of losing a game. After all, this is a Kunlun meeting without a resurrection. If you lose, you will really lose. There is no possibility of reversing the game.

Then why would he only let these four monks play?

There should be only one answer.

The strength of these four monks has surpassed the imagination of most of the contestants. In Qi Ping’an’s eyes, they are enough to deal with these people... There is at least a 90% certainty that you can win this game, or even 10%!

Can't take risks.

Since I have done so much preparation...

Thinking of this, Hua Yi seemed to have made a decision, and suddenly waved the black metal stick-shaped magic weapon in his hand.

"Hold your breath, I'm going to fight."

As Hua Yi's voice fell, his brothers and sisters also held their breath, and then began to beat some slapped drums at a certain rhythm.

Seeing this scene, Monk Wu Xin didn't say any more, and gave the brothers a look.

"superior!"

Monk Wu Xin was the first person to pounce on with the Vajra Dropping Devil Pestle, and he was also the first person to suffer...Before the other three juniors could do anything, I saw Monk Wu Xin who just rushed up. Bounced back by some invisible force, as if there is a circle of invisible energy shield beside the Huaxu people, as long as they are half a meter away from their bodies, they will be blocked...The force of collision The larger the size, the more ruthless it will be to be bounced back. Monk Wuxin is a living negative teaching material.

Don't look at his thin-skinned face and say a few words, he will be blushing, he is more decisive than anyone else when he shoots. Seeing his posture that he rushes like a tiger out of the gate, it is obvious that he is rushing to defeat Hua Yi. It's a pity... he miscalculated!

Being flew more than 20 meters away in an instant, it felt uncomfortable to hit the ground abruptly. Even if Monk Wuxin's physical fitness was strong, he was still tight in his chest by this rebounding force for a long time. The white look is also really scary.

"Second brother, are you okay?!"

"Second brother, how did you fly out just now?!"

"Second Division..."

Monk Wu Xin heard the words of those juniors caring about him, so he almost didn't vomit blood on the spot, because the most annoying thing in his life... is that others call himself the second senior!

When he was a child, he felt that the title "Second Senior Brother" was very prestigious, but it was second only to the title of Senior Brother Qi Ping’an. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is less than one person and more than five people, but since Yu Nian Chan showed him After the series called "Journey to the West", he had so many unnecessary associations with the title of the second brother, so that the root cause of the disease was left. When he heard someone calling himself, the second brother, he always got hairy and wanted to find something. Give it a fight.

"Shut up all of you!"

Monk Wu Xin gave a loud yell, and then got up from the ground three times.

"It's just that I lost my hand just now... Third Junior Brother, you come with me, the fourth and fifth, you go around to block their way!"

"Alright Brother Second!"

"It's **** good, you..."

Monk Wuxin glared at Monk Wujing, but he was halfway through his curse. It seemed that he realized that he was still a monk, so he hurriedly put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name, and directly pretended that the person who cursed the street before was not himself.

"Amitabha Buddha Amitabha...Fifth Junior Brother, you actually caused me to engage in oral karma...You have to bear half the responsibility for this karma debt..."

"???"

Without waiting for Monk Wujing to defend, Monk Wuxin twisted his hand and waved his hand suddenly, and saw that the Devil Pestle in his hand instantly emitted bursts of golden gaseous matter like Buddha's light, and among those holy substances, However, some incompatible scarlet blood appeared gradually.

"Junior Brother Wuku, let me go."