"Alright."
"Is it settled then?"
"It’s settled."
"Good!"
Yan Nan smiled, feeling sowhat smug inside.
Chen Gu, too, felt a sense of smug satisfaction.
Xue Fuxiao maintained a stern and commanding expression. In truth, he didn’t quite understand what they were arguing about earlier, only feeling like these few were putting on a monkey show for him.
But, none of this mattered, because we have Sansan.
Thinking things through? Ha... Xue Fuxiao felt proud: How low-minded!
All I know is to draw my sword!
As for Dongfang Sansan... his mood remained unruffled.
The ga has just begun, who will erge victorious is still unknown.
Having executed countless strategies in life, this kind of situation... adapting according to circumstances is a trivial matter.
However, coaxing so young disciples from Outer World Mountain Sects to participate in the competition was an unexpected gain.
Originally, he hadn’t planned to suggest this, intending to retreat after dealing with the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, but Fang Che showed up!
So reconsideration was necessary.
Because others might not seize this opportunity, but Fang Che definitely would.
Recalling how Fang Che managed to coax so many people from the Hanjian Mountain Sect, Dongfang Sansan chuckled inwardly.
But his face remained solemn, furrowing his brow in deep thought.
As if troubled by countless unsolvable matters. As the discussion was wrapping up, he sighed gently, his gaze circling around Chen Gu’s face.
Chen Gu’s heart skipped a beat: He’s looking at again!
Ever since coming in, he’s glanced at several tis. Is he trying to use as an entry point since he can’t decipher anything from Fifth Brother?
Suddenly, Chen Gu started practicing the Qingxin Technique.
Calm of heart like ice, not startled even if the sky falls, don’t look at , looking will do you no good...
...
The six powerhouses finally erged from the Domain Space.
Outside, everyone was eagerly awaiting.
The discussion had taken quite a long ti.
After Dongfang Sansan ca out, he looked at both sides of the stands and suddenly smiled warmly, saying, "Vice Sect Master Yan, it’s been years since we last t, standing so far apart, doesn’t it feel a bit distant? I find it inconvenient to chat with you."
Yan Nan chuckled, saying, "Are you saying you want to extract information from , hoping I slip up with a few words?"
Dongfang Sansan said, "If Vice Sect Master Yan were soone so easily manipulated, I would be much more relaxed now. Mainly, I’m not familiar with so of the younger people and will need to seek your guidance. After all, you know I have to create records for these folks."
Upon hearing this, everyone felt a sense of admiration: Dongfang Sansan was so frank, even stating his purpose.
Ninth Lord is indeed Ninth Lord, upright and righteous. He clearly tells you what he’s up to, and that he’s intending to get information from you!
And in such a public setting, you can’t refuse to speak.
This is an open strategy!
However, the initially preparing Yan Nan felt it wasn’t this simple, convinced that the crafty Dongfang Sansan was full of sches and targeting him.
But he certainly wasn’t afraid of Dongfang Sansan’s sches.
He also couldn’t show weakness publicly.
"Then as you wish!"
So Yan Nan laughed heartily and said loudly, "Soone! Move my chair and Dongfang Strategist’s chair together, place a tea table in between! Today, I shall drink tea and watch the battle with Dongfang Strategist, leaving a morable anecdote for this rare event!"
Dongfang Sansan smiled and said, "Mortal enemies sitting face to face and drinking, truly an anecdote for the ages! Moreover, this friendship contest among the younger generation is unprecedented, deserving of commoration. Vice Sect Master Yan, you certainly carry yourself with grace."
With a command, imdiately soone went to move the chairs.
And the other high-level people were not to be outdone: if you don’t dare sit with your opponent, doesn’t it make you seem very timid?
So, the heads of the Guardians and several Vice Sect Masters of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect sat together in a row, one opposite the other.
It was like playing chess in pairs, with a tea table in between.
This sudden change dissipated the original sword-drawn tension between the opposing sides.
It looked more like a tea party.
Duan Xiyang chose to sit at the sa table with Yu Tianqi.
Moreover, he was very passionate and insistent.
Thus, the grandstands on both sides were left with only the people from both sides, while the main leaders had moved to the center — this began a precedent: regardless of how many parties’ leaders et, all the top levels sit in the middle, in a row.
Dubbed: leadership seat.
Yun Du leaped into the high sky, stood with hands behind, and began the opening speech.
"Today, the friendship battle between the younger generations of Guardians and Wei Wo Zheng Sect officially begins!"
"For this friendship battle, each side dispatches nine contestants of Marquis Level, nine of Martial King Level, and nine of Emperor Level."
"The Marquis Level championship rewards are..."
"Martial King Level championship..."
"Martial Emperor..."
"The bet between Guardians and Wei Wo Zheng Sect, on the outco at the Marquis Level, is a small Spirit Crystal mine, Martial King Level..."
"Four referees are appointed, naly..."
"In the Martial Arts battle, victory and defeat are determined, not life and death!"
"Now, the referees take their positions."
Imdiately, at the positions of North, South, East, and West, stood peak powerhouses.
Qingming Palace’s Yun Du, Netherworld Palace’s Yin Xiao, Xuehua Palace’s i Han, and Ziyi Palace’s Lang Jiu.
Seeing these four, even Dongfang Sansan and Yan Nan displayed subtle smiles.
The strength of these four is more than enough to make it into the Cloud Weapon List; their appointnt as referees for Marquis, Martial King Emperor level battles is indeed... overqualified.
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