Chapter 714

"The annual competition between teachers and students of canglu college is about to open. Here, on behalf of the president and elders, I would like to extend my congratulations to all the contestants. I hope you can uphold the principle of inheriting the heaven, defying difficulties, and give full play to your skills and raise the reputation of canglu's martial spirit with the purpose of pursuing the highest level..."

After a long talk, elder Mo announced the official start of Dabi, "A total of 59 disciples participated in the competition. There were 60 bamboo slips in the bamboo tube, with a number marked on each of them from 1 to 60. The disciple who drew No. 1 bamboo slip could be promoted directly to his heart with doubts. At the same time, Zhang Yitian was also thinking about solutions. These bamboo slips were things that could not be copied. It was impossible to find something to replace them. He had an idea in an emergency, He stumbled deliberately, bumped into the table and knocked over the bamboo tube containing bamboo paper.

Originally, Zhang Yitian wanted to expose elder Mo's attempt in this way, but unexpectedly, the old man was quick eyed and grabbed the bamboo tube. However, due to the vibration just now, a bamboo paper flew out. At this time, elder Mo suddenly smiled and said, "Young man, don't be so nervous. The competition hasn't started yet. Everyone has the same probability of drawing lots. Maybe you're lucky and you just got No. 1."

"Shit, good luck!" Zhang Yitian scolded secretly in his heart, but smiled and said, "borrow elder Mo's good words, I'll smoke again." then he put his hand into the bamboo tube.

Mo Changlao stopped him, pointed to the bamboo paper that had accidentally fallen to the ground and said with a smile, "the lottery is to listen to the destiny. The bamboo paper fell to the ground. This is the will of heaven. Let's choose this one on the ground."

At ordinary times, Zhang Yitian must have gone down the slope and picked up the one on the ground. But today, the situation is different. Elder Mo clearly wants to deal with him. His internal opponent is still a person with five quenched bodies. Now he has only three quenched bodies, which is two small levels different. If he is really right, he has little chance of winning.

"It's unlucky to fall on the ground. I'd better choose another one." Zhang Yitian responded with a smile and a firm attitude. When saying this, he also turned his eyes to Chu Yan on the old seat of the director not far away, hoping to get help.

In this case, as long as Chu Yan helps to say a word, the situation will change greatly. What makes Zhang Yitian deeply depressed is that Chu Yan didn't understand what he meant at all. He just nodded and smiled at him. He looked like an expert in the world. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood that he couldn't help feeling sick in his heart, "It's really a pig teammate. If I lose at the critical moment, you, the elder of the lecture hall, will be ashamed."

Although Zhang Yitian thought so, he didn't dare to say it. He had to pick up the bamboo paper on the ground and planned to put it back in the bamboo tube. However, elder Mo frowned and said, "Zhang Xuan, all the disciples in the hospital are present today, and all the elders are also present here. Do you want everyone to wait for you?"

The soft can't be replaced by the hard. Elder Mo's face changing speed can be called a comedy performance. He suppressed Zhang Yitian with fierce momentum and wanted to force Zhang Yitian to obey.

Zhang Xuan would certainly admit counsellor, but Zhang Yitian's character is just the opposite. He has rebels in his bones. The more elder Mo intimidates, the more he is not afraid. Zhang Yitian also pulled down his face and said, "elder Mo, how do I think you are targeting me? Is it because I hit your nephew just now?"

Since Mo Changlao wanted his life, Zhang Yitian had nothing to worry about. He simply pierced the layer of window paper and broke his words, embarrassing the old man in public to see how he sophisticated.

"You..." sure enough, Mo Changlao didn't expect Zhang Yitian to be so direct. He didn't want to say anything for a while, but his words stopped on the spot. The atmosphere was instantly embarrassed. The eager participating disciples next to him were silly. No one expected Zhang Yitian to be so bold. The teachers and students who were waiting for the start of Dabi were also angry and tongue tied.

On the elder's table, all the elders who talked and laughed stopped talking, frowned and looked at the martial soul stage one after another. They didn't understand what had happened.

As the protagonist, Zhang Yitian was not afraid at all. He looked at elder Mo with a hint of provocation. He looked like a ruffian, barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes.

In this case, Mo Changlao's inner embarrassment can be imagined. If he confronts with Zhang Yitian, he will reduce his identity, but if he chooses to compromise, he will lose face. Anyway, the left and right are not people, but he can't blame others. He has to swallow the bitter fruit he brews with his teeth.

"I've always been fair and just, otherwise the Presbyterian council would not recommend me to preside over the western college competition. You can speak responsibly!" forced by helplessness, Mo Changlao had to carry out the Presbyterian Council to correct his name, but he didn't give Zhang Yitian a chance to speak. He was afraid that he would be more embarrassed to hear some shocking words, so he continued, "I don't care about you. I'll give you another chance. No matter what you get, you can't mess with it according to God's will."

Mo Changlao, who has always acted overbearing, actually compromised at this moment. This scene surprised the teachers and students of the whole college. When everyone looked at Zhang Yitian again, they suddenly felt that the young man who used to be regarded as waste by them seemed to have changed and become unknown to everyone.

"Thank you!" Zhang Yitian said in an insincere way. Then he extended his hand to the bamboo tube. His divine sense covered the bamboo tube at the same time. He found that the bamboo paper had been changed again. The corners of his mouth immediately rose and looked at elder mo. there was a faint smile in his eyes. Outsiders couldn't see it at all, but elder Mo looked clearly, but there was nothing he could do.

Zhang Yitian took out a piece of bamboo paper without even looking at it. He just didn't want Mo Changlao to know the number in advance, but he ignored that all the bamboo papers in the bamboo tube were under the observation of elder Mo, and the old man knew which one was missing. When Zhang Yitian went away, elder Mo's divine consciousness swept over the bamboo tube and his mind was clear at a glance.

After stepping down and returning to the original position, Han Zimo immediately came up with a smile of admiration on his face. "Elder martial brother Zhang, you were so awesome just now. You dare to confront Mo Changlao. I've convinced you."

Zhang Yitian sighed and said, "I'm also very helpless. I was forced by the old man to do that just now. Otherwise, I also want to be a obedient child, but the obedient child will be beaten..." he told the whole situation just now, and he went on, "This trouble can't be avoided. If the first round can pass smoothly, it's estimated that the old man will have to do something bad in the second round. It's impossible to prevent."

When he learned what had happened, Han Zimo fell into a deep thought. He didn't come back for a long time. He solemnly reminded him, "elder martial brother, I'm afraid the situation is not as optimistic as you think. There are many ways to close the door when the lot is drawn. Mo Changlao may already know your number. As long as he finds the person corresponding to your number and changes the number, you will eventually catch Han Zifeng."

Zhang Yitian frowned and thought that what Han Zimo said was very reasonable, so he asked, "what should I do? That Han Zifeng is five times quenched. With my current strength, he is not an opponent at all."

They were lost in thought. After a while, Han Zimo said, "well, give me the number card and I'll change it for you." before Zhang Yitian promised, Han Zimo took away the bamboo paper, got up in a hurry and walked down the stage.

After a while, when the first competition was about to begin, Han Zimo finally returned. He sat next to Zhang Yitian, stuffed a bamboo note into his hand, smiled and said, "everything is fine. Just play with your heart later."

Looking at the number 50 marked on the bamboo paper, Zhang Yitian was deeply moved and said, "thank you. See my performance later."

The two people's voice just fell, and they saw elder Mo's voice coming from the direction of Wuhun platform: "player 1 entered the promotion area, and player 2 and 60 came on stage for the first competition of this big competition!"