Looking at the leader of the Satan Association’s side, An Yiqing suddenly lowered her head, hiding the twitching corners of her mouth.
God knows, the real big boss behind the Satan Association is actually soone from the Bruch Family. This association is a branch organization founded by the Old Prince of the Bruch family among the people to recruit various talents.
Thinking about it carefully, it’s easy to understand. How many normal people would use Satan as the na of an association?
More than half an hour later, the host concluded their speech and announced the official start of the International dical Exchange Competition!
All twenty-three participating teams took their seats, forming a circle around the judges’ panel in the center.
As the staff announced the start of the first round of competition, the atmosphere on stage instantly beca solemn, even the guest seats were eerily quiet.
The whole day passed, and by the ti the doors of the banquet hall opened once more, seven hours had already gone by. From nine in the morning till four in the afternoon, for seven full hours, from the contestants to the competition guests, from the judges to the staff, no one left the banquet hall, and they barely had ti to eat a bite.
When everyone walked out of the banquet hall, their expressions were sowhat... strange.
Yes, strange indeed.
This theoretical debate was more intense than any previous competition, and there was an odd vibe throughout.
Among them, the Genesis dical Team from Country Jin looked down on everyone with an air of superiority. The Inoue Team from Country Bai followed closely behind the major player, accompanying Genesis Team in their condescending deanor. anwhile, the national representative team from Country Zi opted for an elegant gentleman’s route, offending no one and playing favorites with none. As for the Satan Association, they were all over the place, offending people here and there.
However, the representative team from the Divine Country seed to have a special grudge against the Satan Association, opposing them at every turn, almost to the point of breaking into a fight.
As for the Xuanjin representative team, they continued with a moderate approach, minding their own business and letting the other countries fight among themselves.
The dicine Sect was relentlessly pursued by both the Genesis Team and the Inoue Team, trying to corner An Yiqing and others into a dead end.
Yet, the people from the Poison dicine Sect surprised An Yiqing and Ye Chenghong. They seemingly took no asures against the dicine Sect; instead, they were in a life-and-death struggle with the Inoue Team from Country Bai. In several debates, a disciple from the Poison dicine Sect and mbers of the Inoue Team argued fiercely, almost standing on tables ready to fight it out.
It could be said that today’s event offered guests a sight beyond just a dical competition; it was a bout of multi-faction conflicts.
"I’ve heard from several old friends that past dical exchange competitions, while intense, were never this... strange." Walking out of the banquet hall, Ye Chenghong frowned in thought, feeling an unfathomable atmosphere on the competition ground throughout the day.
"Master, this exchange competition is extraordinary. Just looking at the guests invited gives an idea of the many stories behind these participating teams." An Yiqing took out a bottle of mineral water from her bag and took a sip; speaking all day had exhausted even an iron man.
"You’re right. This exchange competition is sowhat complex; let’s watch and wait." Ye Chenghong nodded, looking affectionately at An Yiqing, who was drinking water, "Girl, you perford exceptionally well today; the Inoue dical Team from Country Bai was almost driven mad by you."
"Indeed! Master, Tiezhu and I were thrilled watching from the audience. You single-handedly battled three mbers of the Inoue Team, and you controlled the stage for fifty whole minutes, leaving them no chance to interject. You wouldn’t believe it; the leader of the Inoue Team’s face turned a pig liver color out of rage! It was hilarious!" Yin Xilin was extrely excited, her eyes sparkling as she looked at An Yiqing with admiration. Her beautiful master was just too impressive today, her every gesture was filled with grandeur, every glance full of disdain and scorn for the Inoue Team, and a casual remark from her left everyone speechless.
By the end of the competition, the three mbers of the Inoue Team hadn’t yet recovered from An Yiqing’s blow, and as they exited the banquet hall, they looked sickly, as if they had been repeatedly tornted.
An Yiqing smiled indifferently and put the bottle of water back in her bag.
"They’re just small fry, not worth ntioning. When the third round cos, you can get excited then."
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