Chapter 358 I’m not crazy
Lin Zijin's slap and knee were like poking a hornet's nest. After he was kicked away, several of his companions exploded on the spot. They were all young and energetic young people. Who could tolerate his companions being beaten?
It's okay for your companions to laugh at others, but you're just a country bumpkin, why don't you let them talk?
Several people were about to attack Lin Zijin in an instant.
Bai Muye flew out a few talismans and shot them on those people.
"Calm down." Bai Muye looked at the group of people with a sincere face.
In this situation, it seems that it is not possible to remain calm.
They're all charged!
If you can't move your body or speak, even if your heart is bursting, what else can you do?
Bai Muye came to the young boy who was kicked away, looked at him and said, "Are you here to participate in the Imperial League too?"
The young man glared at Bai Muye and roared, "I'm going to kill you!"
Who would have thought that talking nonsense could have such serious consequences?
The other people with this young man also had angry faces, but fortunately, they were not as impulsive as these young people, otherwise they would have been charged as well.
Lin Zijin's eyebrows were still cold.
If Bai Muye hadn't arrived in time, those people who had just been charged wouldn't have been as simple as being charged.
Sister Lin became angry, it really didn't matter to anyone else.
Bai Muye smiled and said, "If you have the ability, you can go back to the competition and decide whether we are trash or not. You can only make a conclusion after you defeat us. Not now, you know?"
I know your sister!
A powerful aura erupted from the boy with broken hair. Although he fell to the ground, he gave people a very dangerous feeling.
The situation here instantly attracted countless people to watch.
Even though people like Bai Muye have countless fans and supporters because of the Feixian League, they are still nothing in the entire Zulong Empire.
Especially Xiaobai, who was wearing a hat and a big mask. Very few people could recognize them at a glance.
"Does it only take a talisman to hit you to calm you down?" Bai Muye looked at the young man and said calmly.
"You are too presumptuous!" A middle-aged man who was with the boy scolded: "In broad daylight, you just violently hurt people. Are you here to participate in the Empire League? Is this your quality?"
This was a typical example of a villain filing a complaint first. It was certainly wrong for Lin Zijin to hit someone, but without the provocation from the young man with the broken hair and everyone going their separate ways, how could she have taken the initiative to cause trouble?
Sun Yuefeng frowned, looked at the middle-aged man and said: "This place is full of surveillance. Who is incompetent? I believe there will be a public verdict soon. If you want to solve this matter, I suggest that we find a quiet place." "
The young man with broken hair said angrily: "Let's talk here! Where can we find a quiet place? I was walking normally, but I was beaten for no reason. This is the Emperor's Star! It is under the emperor's feet. Isn't there no king's law?"
Oops, I didn't realize it. He has quite a lot of thoughts. At first glance, he is a lovable bad boy.
Bai Muye smiled. The few people with the boy were still within the validity period of the control talisman. None of them could move. They stood there like wood carvings and clay sculptures.
At this moment, a group of people had quickly gathered around.
Sun Yuefeng looked at the middle-aged man on the other side and said in a deep voice, "What did you say?"
The middle-aged man also knew that this was not the place to talk, especially since many people had already started live streaming...
Damn it, that’s the bad thing about too advanced technology - what the hell is privacy?
They are indeed a team here to participate in the Empire League. If a scandal breaks out here, even if they can drag the Fulong team into the water, they will not get any benefits.
"Zhang Wenxuan, calm down." The middle-aged man finally thought more about it. He glanced at the young man with broken hair, then looked at Sun Yuefeng and said: "This matter is not over yet. Let's find a place to talk about it. "
Sun Yuefeng smiled and nodded: "Okay!"
It is true that he came from a small place, the Feixian Star, the worst among the Eighteen Ancestral Dragon Stars, and he lived in a third-level small town all year round on the Feixian Star.
He does look like a country bumpkin.
But his father is Sun Heng!
He is the commander of the Seventh Legion, one of the three legions under the direct control of the emperor!
So if you really want to talk about it, he has nothing to fear.
Bai Muye gently pulled Lin Zijin: "Okay, don't be too angry."
Si Yin looked sad, and her heart was full of guilt. She felt that she was the one who caused the trouble.
Bai Muye smiled and rubbed Si Yin's head: "It's okay, it's okay."
Zhang Wenxuan, a boy with broken hair, stood up and looked at Bai Muye and the others with cold eyes.
It was only then that his teammates finally returned to normal.
Sun Yuefeng smiled and said: "I know a place, how about we go over and have a chat?"
The middle-aged man on the other side glanced at him and nodded.
Afterwards, this group of people ignored the onlookers and walked directly out with Sun Yuefeng.
The young man with broken hair looked extremely ugly, and he felt very embarrassed!
At worst, we all just have a fight there, so what?
Are you still afraid of their Fulong team?
Although the group of people on the Wuliang Team did not speak just now, they were actually ready to fight.
On the field, everyone is a competitor, but here in Ziyun, they and Team Fu Long are brothers on the same boat!
A small conflict here didn't seem to attract much attention, but soon a piece of news broke out on the Internet.
"Two teams participating in the Empire League clashed at the Space Center. Did sparks fly before the game even started?"
"Team Fu Long, the super beautiful girl Lin Zijin who was once popular with Ziyun has a hot temper. The Space Center has taken action to teach members of another team participating in the Empire League."
"There was a small conflict at the Ziyun Space Center. Both parties were from teams participating in the Imperial League. The cause of the conflict is unknown..."
A large number of press releases, along with a large number of photos, were quickly uploaded online.
The competition season is about to begin, and there are many people paying attention to these thirty-six teams.
Not many people at the space center could recognize the Fulong team, but it was different on the official forum of the Empire League.
Bai Muye, Lin Zijin and Caiyi were recognized in minutes.
At the same time, the identity of the other team was quickly revealed.
"The Talisman Team from Diying Star... that is, Senyue Star, which is rich in talisman paper, and the Talisman Team from Dizuo Star, that is, Feixian Star, hahaha, can I say that we are enemies on a narrow road?"
"Let me break the news. It's not a big deal, but it's quite interesting. The name Fu Shen Team of Senyue Star came about after Fu Long Team won the Feixian League Championship. The Feixian League takes a long time to It was a few days earlier than the Senyue League, so after the Feixian League champion was born, the Fulong team became famous. Senyue, the originally unnamed championship team, directly formed a Fushen team, which seemed to be somewhat tit-for-tat. What do you mean? But I have seen what happened at Ziyun Space Center today... Even though I am a Senyue person, I have to say it is fair that Fu Shen Team... seems to have been suppressed. Bai Muye of the Dragon Team is really powerful, and his control of the talisman is simply superb. This made me a little worried about our Fushen Team. I was embarrassed to say that they were sneak attacks. Under the circumstances, it was already. I was ready to take action, but I was instantly controlled by someone else. If this were on the field..."
"Zhang Wenxuan of the Fushen Team is very arrogant. This is not the first time he has caused trouble like this. When he was in the Senyue League, he had a conflict with people from other teams because of his rude remarks. It's just that he was in trouble. That team was not as good as their Fushen team and was beaten badly. This incident caused a lot of controversy at the time, but in the end it was suppressed by the Senyue League organizing committee, so today he was in Ziyun. This kind of loss is not surprising to me. A strong person has a strong opponent, and every mountain is higher than the other. I hope the children of the Fushen Team will have a better memory after suffering this loss."
"Why the hell are you talking about our Fushen Team like that? It's obvious that those rubbish of Fushen Team made a sneak attack..."
Idiot fans are everywhere!
Bai Muye and a group of people followed Mori Yuefeng, secretly watching the excitement on the official forum of the Empire League as they walked.
To be honest, Bai Muye didn't pay much attention to this kind of thing.
Maybe it’s because I’ve seen too many big scenes, and I’ve even experienced life and death more than once. Looking at Zhang Wenxuan, a brat like him, I really don’t want to be like him.
If you are sensible, everyone should go their separate ways. If you are really shameless, you can give him a good beating until he wakes up.
The analysis of these teams in the information provided by Lao Liu mainly talks about how the game should be played when Bai Muye doesn't take many shots!
This is the advice Lao Liu gave after being separated from everyone for so long and not sure about Bai Muye's current strength.
There must be top talents in the Empire League. There is no doubt about this. After all, this has risen to the level of an empire.
But no matter how top-notch the genius is, can he surpass Miss Wenjun?
How many people at the level of Miss Wenjun can appear?
So it's really not Bai Muye who's wild, but those people who really don't see enough.
A group of people came outside. Facing the large number of people greeting them, Sun Yuefeng glanced at the middle-aged man who had just had a private conversation and smiled: "Is it necessary to talk about this?"
Sun Yuefeng was very mature. He had communicated with the middle-aged man in a low voice while walking along the way.
Although this middle-aged man was very angry because one of his own had suffered a loss, he was not the kind of unreasonable person.
Knowing what happened just now, I really can’t blame the girl from the Fulong Team entirely.
It was just a matter of mocking someone for being a country bumpkin. He didn't say anything, but turned around and called him by name, calling the whole team trash... Even if this kind of thing was done to him, he would still be angry.
So, he glanced at the other people around him.
One of the women in her thirties said: "Forget it, it's not a big deal, it's just a small conflict between young people. Young people are very energetic. If you feel uncomfortable, just go back and solve it on the field. Wenxuan also No one was injured, everyone is pressed for time, so it’s better to go about your business quickly.”
"Yes, it was a small conflict between young people. If there are any grievances, they will be settled on the field." Another person from Sen Yue said.
Zhang Wenxuan stood there with a particularly ugly face. He felt that he had been greatly humiliated!
Even though these people were either his teachers or members of the Imperial League Organizing Committee from Senyue Star, he still found it unbearable.
He looked at the middle-aged man: "Teacher Xing, you are not at a disadvantage in terms of feelings, are you? This is our business, so what do you say?"
The middle-aged man was slightly startled, looked at Zhang Wenxuan helplessly and said, "Is it more important to compete or to mess around here?"
His tone was far from harsh. After all, these teenagers still wanted to win honors for the school, so they usually coaxed and praised them.
Zhang Wenxuan sneered, looked at Lin Zijin and said, "Aren't you awesome? Find a place and let's challenge each other!"
Lin Zijin suddenly became happy: "Really?"
Zhang Wenxuan said coldly: "This rubbish team of yours will also make sneak attacks, and even in the finals, you will be playing fake games!"
Hey?
This is what I said...
Bai Muye was a little speechless, thinking to himself, which eye did you use to see us fixing the match?
And these words directly brought down the members of the Wuliang Team on the side.
Captain Chen Yu frowned and looked at Zhang Wenxuan: "This student, what you say must be well-founded."
"Oh, my eyes are the basis!" Zhang Wenxuan looked impatiently and looked at Lin Zijin and said: "Just tell me whether you dare to fight alone, don't talk about useless things!"
Lin Zijin looked at him: "Are you following me?"
"No, it's him fighting you!" Zhang Wenxuan pointed at a dark-skinned young man next to him, "He's fighting you!"
Lin Zijin looked at Zhang Wenxuan with a strange look, "You mean, you took the initiative to provoke and then asked others to fight for you?"
Zhang Wenxuan was suddenly at a loss for words. He was a talisman seal master from the auxiliary department. Although he was good at talisman seal writing, he thought that he was not inferior to Bai Muye, or even more powerful than Bai Muye!
But the question is, how can the auxiliary department fight against others?
This is also where he is most embarrassed.
The dark-skinned young man said: "He is an auxiliary talisman seal master..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Zijin, "Where does a scumbag from the support system get the courage to provoke you everywhere? I just took a look at the forum, and not even many of you Sen Yuexing people said anything about you. That’s nice, so I want to know where do you get your confidence from?”
At this time, Teacher Xing, the middle-aged man on Senyue's side, couldn't help but said: "Okay, just say a few words. Zhang Wenxuan, can't we let this matter go first?"
"No!" Zhang Wenxuan looked at the middle-aged man with a tough look on his face and said, "Teacher Xing, I have never been in the habit of just forgetting if I suffer a loss."
"You will have it in the future." Bai Muye glanced at him, and then said: "Let's do this, stop talking nonsense, just find a place to surf the Internet, Lin Zijin and I will beat your whole team. If we lose, we will I won’t even participate in the Imperial League and will go back home. If I win, this classmate, please keep a low profile in the future. This is in the space center, in Ziyun. If this is a remote place, it’s just like you. Damn it, you may have been defeated!"
When Bai Muye said this, there was no threat at all, and he did not release any murderous intent. But the aura that had been tempered through life and death was still crushed at this moment.
The broken-haired boy Zhang Wenxuan wanted to retort something, but he opened his mouth, but no words came out.
"You just said that you two are going to beat our entire team?" A tall, beautiful girl looked at Bai Muye with incredible eyes, "Are you too crazy?"
"I'm not crazy. If I were really crazy, I would let her or I beat you all."
Bai Muye glanced at her and said seriously: "It's not that big of a deal. Your people are mean-mouthed, shouldn't they be beaten? If it's going to be endless, you're not in a hurry, but we're very busy! So, don't Nonsense, either agree or leave immediately.”
Just outside the Feixian Space Center, this group of people were talking quietly here. Those who didn't know it thought they were a group of young people communicating and communicating in a friendly manner.
A group of people outside were filming them from a distance and continued to update the Empire League forum——
"Both sides seem to be negotiating!"
"I saw that super handsome guy from Feixian, Xiao Bai! Although only one pair of eyes is exposed, he is really handsome!"
"This is probably not over yet. Zhang Wenxuan, the talisman seal master of Senyue, looks indignant. Hahaha, it's so interesting. This is the atmosphere that the Empire League should have... Boys, get excited!"
The people responsible for the reception, Feixian and Senyue, were all covered in cold sweat.
After hearing the keyword, they quickly opened the official forum of the Empire League and saw that they were all sweating.
What a group of hot-blooded teenagers!
How come there can be conflicts wherever you walk?
Especially the people on Senyue's side, they all know that Zhang Wenxuan is a thorn in the side, but it's useless to know that, everyone has a headache.
The tall girl looked at Bai Muye and her voice became colder: "You Fu Long are the champions of Feixian, and we Fu Shen... are the champions of Sen Yue. It's not good for you to look down on others like this, right?"
Ji Caiyi said calmly from the side: "What's wrong? Your names have already said everything. Do you want to fight or not? If not, then disperse as soon as possible! No one wants to play house with you."
"I have always thought that I am a very expressive person, but now I suddenly realize that I am such a restrained and reserved person." Shan Gu touched his bald head and looked at the group of people around Zhang Wenxuan: "You guys People, after us, have such a name, which is very despising! Really, you think you can step on us like this? You will be beaten until you cry for your father and mother, and if someone calls you Fushen Team, no. Isn’t that embarrassing? Hey, you are so young!”
Si Yin, who was full of guilt, was also very angry and glared at them several times. Deep down in her heart, she was still holding her breath. She really wanted to say to Bai Muye: "Brother Bai, let me challenge that person to a one-on-one fight." , I can kill him with one hammer!"
But after a long while, I still couldn't say it out loud.
She also blamed herself, why was she still so timid?
"Fight!" Zhang Wenxuan gritted his teeth, looked at the tall girl, and said, "Today we will make the name of Fushen Team worthy of its name!"
Gu Yingjun, who had been too lazy to speak, couldn't help it anymore. He sighed and said, "There are eight of you in total. If you hit two of us, can you stop treating us like we are dead?"
Zhang Wenxuan: "..."
The tall girl with long legs said: "This request is not made by us, but by your people!"
"Okay, hurry up, you're in a hurry." Lin Zijin said impatiently.
A large group of people boarded the flying bus directly on Feixian's side.
After driving for more than ten minutes, we directly found a very large virtual museum. After a group of people came down, they went directly in.
Ten minutes later, on a randomly generated city map, Bai Muye and Lin Zijin stood aside.
On the opposite side, a total of six figures appeared.
After all, it still cost a little bit of face, as not all eight people showed up.
But only a little bit.
It can be seen that except for Zhang Wenxuan, the other group of people also have the intention of stepping on the Fulong.
Therefore, it is said that people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. When Xiaobai and his group became famous in Feixian, they never thought that there were still people in the distant Senyue Star who were thinking about them so much.
Among the six opponents, there are the auxiliary talisman seal master Zhang Wenxuan, the long-legged archer Leng Rong, the dark-skinned shield warrior Wang Pingyu, the muscular swordsman Liu Wenlong with large tattoos, the assassin Dong Changxu, and the small talisman seal master Chang Sea banquet.
Among the information given by Lao Liu, there was actually a video, but no one had time to watch it. They only read some text information.
So until now, Bai Muye and Lin Zijin are a little bit at odds with each other.
They didn't even ask for names.
It's not that I look down on them...well, actually I just look down on them.
Bai Muye glanced at Lin Zijin: "Girl, I will block all the incoming talismans and arrows for you. You go and chop them all."
Lin Zijin nodded: "No, I'll try to see if I can chop them all up first!"
Both sides who chose to watch the battle were speechless for a while.
Especially the group of people on Senyue's side, all looked embarrassed and angry.
How crazy!
Across the long street, Zhang Wenxuan and a group of people were watching coldly.
"Go directly to A, I will be responsible for supporting you! Crush these two idiots in one wave!" Zhang Wenxuan said coldly.
As he spoke, Zhang Wenxuan, a senior auxiliary talisman seal master with a spiritual power of 272, directly used more than a dozen master-level auxiliary talisman seals to impress his teammates——
"Fuck them!"