Chapter 477 The Hunting King is strange!
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Li Yao's speech.
This made the old man fall into deep thought.
Li Yao didn't disturb him.
Focus on the platform.
In this round, Kong Jiamu was drawn, and his opponent was also an acquaintance, Yun Hejiang.
The seed player of Mowu.
He had slapped the other person before and had a rough idea of Yun Hejiang's strength.
It is difficult for Kong Jiamu to win.
And it will cost a lot!
I have to say, this kid's luck is really bad!
Encountering a strong enemy at the very beginning will have a great impact on the subsequent games!
Li Yao didn't think much about it.
There are always some 'Africans' in the world.
"Li Yao..." Elder Lin's voice sounded.
Li Yao turned around and found that the old man had an extremely ugly expression on his face.
"You haven't finished telling me yet?"
"If it were just the Titans and the Demigods, it shouldn't have made you decide not to let the Dragon Nation set foot in the abyss..."
"I guess there is an unknown group..."
"The threat level... is even greater than that of a demigod?"
Li Yao was silent for a while.
He underestimated the Dragon Country general.
Seeing Li Yao's expression, Mr. Lin knew that he had guessed right.
But there was no joy of guessing right, only endless silence.
After a while, he sighed and said, "I know your reason."
Mr. Lin smiled bitterly again.
"After saying so much, you should know Longguo's attitude towards you."
“Stocking and support.”
"We will not interfere with your decision and will support your decision unconditionally."
"I can assure you that without your promise, no professionals from Dragon Country will explore the abyss."
"Li Yao, don't think I'm a nagging old man."
"I support you to go to the abyss, but... you have to remember."
"No matter what the benefits are, they are not as important as you to the Dragon Nation!"
"Travel to the abyss, be careful."
Li Yao was somewhat moved, "Okay, thank you for your concern, Mr. Lin."
"Haha!" Lin Laolang laughed, "Isn't this guy the genius you're optimistic about?"
"You have a really sharp vision. With just this set of discarded equipment, you can fight the boy from the Yun family to a draw..."
The conversation between the two returned to the rookie competition.
A few minutes later.
Kong Jiamu stood on the stage with scars all over his body.
Beside him, Yun Hejiang fell into coma again.
There was a burst of warm cheers at the scene.
Shi Kangshun took the stage again.
A random selection of audience members will be chosen as contestants for the next round.
What Li Yao didn't expect was.
The audience member who was drawn this time was actually Qin Yue.
With so many people watching, Qin Yue wasn't at all nervous and walked onto the stage with big strides.
He stretched out his little hand and took out eight small balls.
After looking at the name above, Qin Yue covered her mouth with her hands, looking a little uncomfortable.
Shi Kangshun frowned and walked forward, picked up the ball and read.
"Platform No. 1, Qin Xuejun versus Hong Ling."
When these words came out, everyone in the audience widened their eyes.
What the hell!
There is really no shady deal!
Hong Ling and Qin Xuejun are both famous talents in Jingyu.
The two seeded players for Jingyu's championship actually met each other in the first round of qualifying?
Professionals from other academies looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
Qin Xuejun and Hong Ling, no matter who is eliminated, it will be a great thing!
"Oh? It seems Jingyu's luck is a bit bad." Old Lin felt sorry.
"Indeed." Li Yaoshen believed.
Qin Xuejun and Hong Ling walked onto the platform and stood facing each other.
The other platforms seemed to be eclipsed, and all eyes were on them.
Qin Xuejun frowned and took out his staff angrily.
"Qiang."
Hong Ling put the long sword back into the sheath.
"I think..."
Before he could even utter the word "lose", Qin Xuejun interrupted him coldly, "Who are you looking down on?"
"Let me, the senior sister of the War College, come and see how much you, a little girl, have improved!"
The teacher is the dean of the War College.
As the teacher's only female student.
Qin Xuejun has always called herself the "senior sister of the War College".
"Draw out your sword!" Qin Xuejun said with disdain, "Don't worry, I won't waste too much energy to deal with you."
After these words, Hong Ling's temper was also aroused.
"I hope I won't disappoint 'Big Sister'!"
Hong Ling bit the words "senior sister" very heavily.
With a clang, the long sword drew a transparent blade light in the air.
The puppet arrives.
The two of them fought each other instantly.
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at the same time.
Eagle Country.
Special medical room at the Federation Headquarters.
In the dim environment, the smell of formalin is extremely pungent.
A mutilated figure lying on the hospital bed.
There are a lot of tubes inserted into his body that connect to the surrounding instruments.
Wrapped up like a mummy.
Only the eyes are left empty.
Her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and even though she was unconscious, her brows were deeply furrowed.
It was enough to see that this body was suffering unimaginable pain.
This professional is receiving treatment.
It was the sixth on the Global Seven Revolutions List, Hunter King Polona.
at this time.
The electrocardiogram next to it suddenly fluctuated violently.
"Huh...huh..."
The sound of rapid breathing was heard.
"boom!"
The door was violently pushed open, and a dozen medical staff hurried to Polona's side.
"What's going on? Why are the vital signs suddenly so drastic?"
"Draw blood, quick!"
"Heal, continue to release healing skills!"
"Director, hurry...look at her broken arm!" a terrified voice rang out.
"Gulu gulu."
The broken arm, where the bandages were wrapped, squirmed.
Polona stood up suddenly, and the surrounding instruments were moved by her body and scattered all over the ground, making crisp "ding ding" sounds.
The incomparable piercing pain made Polona unable to maintain consciousness.
"It hurts...it hurts..."
With the remaining hand, he kept beating his abdomen.
"Cough cough..."
Like vomiting, large mouthfuls of blood stained the bed red.
"Mr. Polona, where does the pain come from?" The medical director was extremely anxious.
Hand? Or which one?
"Brain...brain, something is eating my brain..."
The sound stopped suddenly.
Polona stopped moving and stood there as if she had lost consciousness.
Several medical staff just breathed a sigh of relief.
"Pfft!"
A sharp spike with a cold glow pierced through the bandage on the broken arm.
Polona opened her eyes suddenly.
There is lifelessness in his eyes, so empty!
As medical staff examined her arm.
Polona turned her head away stiffly.
After turning 180 degrees, he looked with empty eyes at the medical staff who were dealing with the blood behind him.
"Pfft!"
The sound of a sharp blade cutting flesh was heard.
"Ahhh!"
Screams, resounding.
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