Chapter 1123 Threatening my sister, even if it's a little heavy-handed, it's not too much,

"Dear viewers, I am Cheng Yun, and I am broadcasting the 2043 World Ability Competition for you in the live studio of Pharaoh Kingdom!"

"What is about to be held is the final of the free fighting individual competition! Zhong Yuan, a strategic level warrior from my country, will face off against Chris, a player from the Pharaoh Kingdom!

After nearly a month of hard work, Zhong Yuan broke through the siege and entered the finals! ! He is only seventeen years old this year! If he defeats his opponent today, he will be the youngest world champion in history! Unprecedented! "

These words were well spoken, and they immediately elevated Zhong Yuan to world-class heights.

Especially the last four words, the hatred was so strong that all the capable people in the world had their faces crushed.

Ratings are rising.

Cheng Yun didn't think there was a problem with the wording at all and continued, "Today we are fortunate to invite Commander Yang Zongsheng of the Central China Military Region and Commander An Guanfeng of the East China Military Region, two heavyweight guests, to the live broadcast room to explain the game to us!"

On the picture, the two people's faces were glowing, and they looked like they were in a good mood.

Because they all know that there is no competition.

Zhong Yuan will win without a fight and win the championship~~

Seventeen years old! While his peers are still studying in school, Zhong Yuan has already reached the top of the world!

At this moment, there should be joyful background music playing.

Taking advantage of the commercial break, An Guanfeng smiled at Yang Zongsheng and said, "That kid Zhong Yuan is so impressive! Commander Yang, congratulations!"

Yang Zongsheng was stunned, as if he understood something, and couldn't help but enter Xiuer mode, saying, "I didn't help him much. The results he achieved today are the result of his own efforts."

An Guanfeng said with a smile, "Actually, I have a daughter who is both talented and beautiful, has a stable personality, is in the command line, and has outstanding abilities."

Yang Zongsheng raised his eyebrows.

kindness?

Did you meet Xiu'er's opponent today?

In fact, the last time the commander had a dinner party, he overheard Lao An and Lao He chatting at the dinner table.

I knew at that time that Lao An had a daughter who was very unlucky and was known as the God of Plague. She also liked younger boys (such as Zhong Yuan).

What show are you showing?

Then, he saw An Guanfeng smiling and asked, "I wonder if Commander Yang has any intention of getting married?"

? ? ?

I've seen thick-skinned people, but never this thick-skinned.

Yang Zongsheng hesitated and asked, "How old is Ling Qianjin this year?"

An Guanfeng said, "Twenty-five years old, like flowers and jade, the golden age."

Are you saying the opposite?

The golden age is my son, the flower is like jade...that is my son too!

Twenty-five years old? You reported your age last year, right?

Your daughter is twenty-six this year, which is pretty good for her age.

Yang Zongsheng said straightforwardly, "My son likes married people. If he wants to marry me, you should first let your daughter find someone else to marry."

"…………"

Cheng Yun was dumbfounded as she listened.

Is this boss-level chat?

So scary!

I like the type who has been married. The person they are talking about is...Jong Won? !

There were only a few people in the online live broadcast room at the beginning. As the live broadcast screen appeared, the number of people online increased explosively.

"Great! I thought I didn't have to watch the finals!"

"The two commanders will be the commentators today!"

"It's like a dream. Zhong Yuan is really going to play in the finals! If he wins, he will be number one in the world!"

One game was missed in the middle of the broadcast, and all the Chinese experts who cared about the game did not know the fact that Chris was dead.

A large group of people shouted that they were dreaming, but they did not know that the mysterious and unpredictable power had infected everyone along the live broadcast screen.

In the stands with the national flag hanging, Zhong Lan looked confused and said, "Sister Ding Yue, are you saying that my brother's opponent is dead? Why are there so many people waiting for the game?"

Ding Yue said solemnly, "The Pharaoh Kingdom is likely to find a substitute to fight."

Zhong Lan was shocked, "How can this be possible? Is this 8 cheating?"

Nie Wei said casually, "It's okay to be smart and cheat. It's like finding someone to write a book if you don't have time to write it in order to get perfect attendance. 8 As long as someone sees it. For example, the famous book " "Returning to Youth at the Beginning, the God-level Little Monk Breaking the Precepts for Me" was written by a ghostwriter.

Zhong Lan said, "I haven't seen it."

Nie Wei smiled and said, "It was a book written a long time ago. There have been dozens of remakes of movies. The more they are made, the harder it is to watch. It's normal that you haven't seen it."

Su Zhe stood by and said nothing.

I was stabbed twice with a mace, and I kept thinking about a problem after I woke up.

Why are you playing in the finals all of a sudden?

Isn't it the semi-finals of the team competition?

Su Zhe was so confused that he couldn't help but said, "...Where is the semi-final? Was Feng Qing's team eaten by a dog in the semi-final? Or am I dreaming?"

Ding Yue was shocked and thought secretly: Could it be an infinite dream? Launching on such a large scale?

At this moment, Zhong Lan pointed to the entrance passage below and said, "Someone from the Pharaoh Kingdom has come out!"

Photography equipment doesn’t dream, but people do.

Miao Chunhua, the girl with the tear mark, walked out of the passage. What was captured by the equipment was her own appearance. From the human eyes, she was identified as Chris.

The failure in the team competition the day before did not have much impact. "Kris" was full of energy and in good condition.

Zhong Lan said in surprise, "He's not dead."

Su Zhe followed the little sister's gaze and said, "What's dead? I'm confused by you."

Zhong Lan said, "You suffered from heat stroke yesterday. Later, brother Nie Wei kept pressing your buttons and you didn't wake up."

Sudden!

The little sister's heart trembled, and she felt that the person who was appearing was looking at her.

She immediately subconsciously used a small electric fan to cover her face.

Ding Yue didn't notice so much, her expression changed, and she said in disbelief, "I really didn't die... How could it be..."

She just thought that maybe it was an infinite dream, but now she was deeply trapped in the dream and her cognition was distorted.

Nie Wei looked at the strange woman on the big screen and thought calmly: The people of Pharaoh Country are really good. They have been transformed into elements for so long and have not died. Did they get some special abilities? It's useless. No matter how strong they are, they can't beat the little bad guy...

In the live broadcast room, Cheng Yun said, "It's out! Pharaoh player Chris took the lead. Like Zhong Yuan, he participated in the world competition for the first time, defeated masters from various countries, and finally made it to the finals. He is an admirable opponent."

Yang Zongsheng raised his eyebrows and was extremely unhappy.

What the hell?

Is it a substitute?

An Guanfeng has the ability to see through, and he can easily crack the infinite dream. He looks at the woman who came out solemnly, and he always feels that this woman is a little familiar...

In the training room, the battle notice on the watch has come twice.

Zhong Yuan is not in a hurry to go out, but uses Eagle Eyes to explore the situation outside, and said, "Almost everyone in the arena is dreaming. Jiang Shao, who is better than this person's infinite dream and yours?"

Jiang Buyu has recovered from the disorder of losing three games in a row. He thought quickly and said, "I won't lose if I use dreams to fight face to face."

He felt that the dream of the substitute outside and the dream of wanting to recognize Zhong Yuan as his son did not seem to be the work of the same person.

Even if there is no fearlessness, he can resist.

Against the mysterious "dream of recognizing a son", the chances of winning are not high. Lao Yang will not be able to beat him even if he comes.

There is an LCD TV hanging on the wall of the training room, which is playing the live scene.

Jiang Buyou saw the teardrop-shaped girl on the screen and frowned, "You are really looking for a substitute. She is your opponent today. She looks a bit like a Chinese."

Zhong Yuan said expressionlessly, "Don't assume she is Chinese just because she has black hair. She could be from Sakura Country or Simi Country."

Jiang Buyou felt that something was wrong with his mood and said, "You are not going to show mercy."

Zhong Yuan said coldly, "This woman deliberately glanced at my sister. She is threatening me. Even if she hits harder, it's not too much."

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The watch trembled.

The referee's cautious and slightly respectful voice came from the watch.

"Mr. Bingdi! Are you there? It's time for you to... go out!"