Chapter 358： See you by chance (7)

"You can't approach them now."

The referee solemnly said, "You have already made a shot... he was killed by a broken heart, and the slap you just hit hit his chest."

As he said, the referee opened his mouth, although it felt a little unlikely.

Because with the strength of September 1st, there is no need to attack these people. The referee faintly guessed something in his mind, but it was of no use.

Wang Feng sneered silently and walked straight out of the ring.

Instant time!

The audience was in an uproar!

This is the first time that deaths have occurred in a competition. Even if these students are in the rubbish, they are also the elites in the academy, but they are relatively **** in comparison. But once you die, someone will take responsibility.

In the situation just now, it can be said that tens of thousands of eyes can see clearly.

"This is framed? September 1st meeting to kill people?"

While watching the stage, Ma Hongjun was outspoken, "It turns out that...this battle is probably just a set! I said that such a weak team, how dare to fight with September 1? It turned out that someone gave the 9 Insidious! In this battle, unless September 1 fails to attack, someone will definitely die once it is attacked!"

"The dead were never killed on September 1st!"

Even Ma Hongjun can think of it.

Others naturally want it.

"Purple Star Academy has no background...Being targeted in this way must have offended a certain force."

Oscar secretly said, "We have to be careful in the future, otherwise, if we encounter this situation... The master told us before that in the competition, many methods are emerging in an endless stream, and assassinations are considered innocent behaviors. That’s the trickiest thing."

"I don't know if the September 1 meeting will not be disqualified from the competition."

Everyone was silent.

The power of September 1st has been deeply imprinted in the minds of all the teams. If such a powerful opponent is disqualified.

For many teams, it is a good thing and worth celebrating.

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VIP seats.

Emperor Xue Ye looked a little ugly.

"This September 1 is open, and it seems that it is not serious or serious."

Bishop Salas stood up, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, as a member of the organizing committee, I have the right to investigate first. If the situation is true, then we still follow the regulations?"

Emperor Xueye gave Bishop Salas a deep look and nodded slightly.

"This Salas is a bit despicable!" Gu Rong said through a voice transmission.

"It may not have been done by this Salas, maybe by his subordinates. He will not personally participate in this kind of thing so as not to be out of tongue."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head, "But this method is really despicable."

At this time, Ning Fengzhi stood up and said to Emperor Xueye: "I can share the worries for your majesty in this matter. I am also a member of the organizing committee!"

"Yes, Bishop Salas, my Heaven Dou Empire is also one of the organizers of this contest. Let Sect Master Ning go with you." Xue Ye said lightly.

Hearing this, Bishop Salas frowned slightly, but nodded without speaking.

Obviously, Emperor Xue Ye also guessed something in his heart, and would not let him investigate alone.

No matter what I said, this Jiuyi Kai was from the Heaven Dou Empire, not from the Wuhun Palace.

Soon, with Salas and Ning Fengzhi as the team members of the competition organizing committee, together with the Templars in the Wuhun Temple, walked towards the rest area where the Purple Star Academy is located.

"Someone set you off?"

In the lounge, Dean Fei Lun watched as Jiu Yi opened, and said in a deep voice, "That person, should have committed suicide? Your slap will not kill your opponent at all!"

nonsense.

Wang Feng said coldly in his heart.

Wang Feng knew that with the high profile of September 1st, someone would definitely deal with him.

But I didn't expect to use such nasty means. Obviously, in this case, you can define it whatever you want.

It's okay to say that you killed him, or to say that you died because of the opponent's body. It all depends on what people say?

To put it bluntly, whether you can continue the competition depends on how the organizing committee decides.

At this moment, a man suddenly came to the door.

He wears a mask.

"I have something, you guys go out first."

The man walked in and said lightly.

"who are you?"

Dean Faerun frowned and looked at the man.

"The man walked up to Dean Faerun and took out a token."

Seeing this token, Dean Fei Lun's pupils shrank slightly, and he left with several team members directly.

There were only two people left in the entire lounge.

"September One..."

The masked man glanced at Wang Feng and said faintly, “You killed someone in the game, which means you will be disqualified from the game. With the background of the purple star academy, they can’t protect you. You may be caught by the organizing committee. Interrogation. The Templars headed by Bishop Salas will appear later."

It's normal to kill someone in a big game, even if they are taken for interrogation.

"Are you not going to talk about it?"

The man in the mask had a clear tone and seemed to want to hear the other person's voice.

After a while, Wang Feng said slowly:

"Who are you and what does it have to do with you?"

Hearing this sound, the masked man suddenly let out a chuckle and suddenly asked:

"I can help you solve this, but do you need to get back to me a problem?"

"what is the problem?"

The masked man turned around and the two looked at each other.

"What is your relationship with Feng Yuxiu? Where are the others?"

The flat voice of the masked man fluctuates slightly.

For a long time, for a long time.

Wang Feng did not answer.

"Your Excellency, what's the matter with him?" Wang Feng's low voice seemed to have no emotion.

Hearing this, the masked man stiffened.

"It seems you are really related to him."

A special light appeared in the eyes of the masked man, "In this case..."

As he said, the masked man threw a congratulation towards Wang Feng.

Wang Feng took a look directly.

It is a token.

This token is a bit special, showing a seraph pattern on the top, in addition to the other six patterns on the back.

Wang Feng's heart moved ~www.novelhall.com~ More than seven years ago, there was a similar token directly, but obviously, there was no such high level.

"When Bishop Salas comes, you give him this thing, he doesn't dare to embarrass you. By the way, don't say who gave this thing..."

The masked man slowly said, "You look the same as Feng Yuxiu, with similar expressions, but your attack methods are completely different. There must be a special relationship between you. Feng Yuxiu has rescued me twice. This time, even if you pay him back. Fate, I will take back the token later."

After speaking, the masked man turned and left directly. When he was at the door, he suddenly asked:

"Do you know where Feng Yuxiu is now?"

"He said that if someone looks for him, they will meet by chance." Wang Feng replied.

Hearing this, the masked man was silent for a few seconds, and then left the lounge.

"Qian Renxue..."

Wang Feng rubbed this token, "This token..."