Almighty in the city

The first thousand and seventy-three chapters

"You listen to them nonsense--" Bai Yifan smiled disapprovingly. "The Olympia is a sports competition, not an entertainment draft, and the final result can be manipulated by shady votes. Sports competition is not 100% fair. , But in the final analysis it still depends on strength to speak."

Having said that, he paused for a while, and then dropped the towel in his hand into the basket aside: "Before Kyushu, it used the power of the whole country to engage in sports. More than 100 athletes were selected out of a billion people. Participating in the Olympia Conference on behalf of the country, one in a million, no matter how bad the level is. This can be proved from the ranking of the Kyushu National Team in the past few Olympia Conferences, the top three that can’t be touched-think In the medal list, the Kyushu national team can be found, so many players who are stronger than the Kyushu national team can be found. If they can find it, Yinyinguo would have been number one on the Olympia medal list. The problem is, Has Yinyin Guo made the top three?"

"What you said is normal." On the phone, Mu He Qianxia's voice is still the kind of indifferent dust. "Under normal circumstances, Kyushu is indeed a sports power. There is no doubt about this. However, What if it’s abnormal."

"Under normal circumstances?" Bai Yifan raised an eyebrow subconsciously, "For example?"

"For example, an Olympia tournament in which a large number of martial artists of the level of'Guoshu Master' participates." On the other side of the phone, Mu He Qianxia looked at the five Felanks who were still talking not far away, and said lightly, "You think it's simple. In terms of physical fitness, a gold-seeded athlete in the Olympia Games, can it be compared to a'national martial arts master' who has cultivated'dark power'?"

"Well~~~" Bai Yifan frowned, and a long, questioning voice suddenly came out in his nose, "You mean, there are several national folks who want to go to the competition with a'Master of National Art' in series. The representative team, and then gather Kyushu’s own representative team at the next year’s tournament held in Kyushu?"

"It's not a representative team, but a group of representative teams." Mu He Qianxia said lightly, "Looking at what they mean, it seems that in most Western countries, the original contestants will be replaced by the'Masters of National Magic'."

"You're kidding." In Bai Yifan's voice, there was finally a sense of surprise, "Most of the countries in Xizhou? Can they find such a large number of'Guoshu masters'? It can't be the masters of Luojiao. Hire now."

"You really guessed it right," Mu He Qianxia said.

Bai Yifan's brows suddenly frowned again: "You mean-they really convinced Luo Jiao to lend people out?!"

"The Pope of Luojiao seems to be one of the participants." Mu He Qianxia looked at the five Felanks who were still discussing, and said lightly, "Listen to them, Luojiao will fully support this zero-cover Kyushu country this time. The team’s plan."

"Tsk—" Bai Yifan grumbled his teeth, did not speak for a while, and fell into contemplation.

It took a full five or six minutes, until Ye Jiaoyang’s urging sound came from the living room, he frowned, and said to Mu He Qianxia on the other end of the phone: “This way, let’s talk about the specific meeting. I’ll look for it now. You, where are you, restaurant?"

"Yeah." Mu He Qianxia answered.

"That's okay, I'll meet you." Bai Yifan said, hung up the phone, frowned and walked out of the bathroom.

"The call is over--" In the living room, Fan Yi looked at him with a smile on his face, "I said Lao Bai, who is this Mu He Qianxia? The daughter of the Mu He chaebol of Dongzhou Country?"

"Yeah." Bai Yifan was thinking about what Mu He Qianxia had just said on the phone, and he casually responded and went into the master bedroom to get dressed.

Seeing his back disappearing behind the door, Fan Yi blinked his eyes suddenly and spoke to Ye Jiaoyang and Xiao Ce with his lips: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Ce spread his hands: "I don't know."

Ye Jiaoyang still looked indifferent: "I have something to do."

"Nonsense." Fan Yi gave him a blank look, "I'm not blind, of course I can see that something is going on. I asked what's going on."

"Then who knows." Ye Jiaoyang shrugged, "Just wait for him to come out and ask if he can."

"Tsk--" Fan Yi was immediately stunned by this answer.

Bai Yifan changed clothes very quickly, and within a few minutes he returned from the master bedroom to the living room.

"Lao Bai, something happened?" Fan Yi tentatively asked questions.

Bai Yifan nodded: "It's true, but it's not certain now."

"What's the matter?" Xiao Ce asked.

Ye Jiaoyang: "What is it about?"

"The affairs of Kyushu, for the time being, it seems that it has nothing to do with us." Bai Yifan frowned involuntarily when he was speaking, "But this matter involves Luo Jiao, so will it be related to us? , It’s hard to say now—well, basically it should have nothing to do with you, and it’s also with my family."

Ye Jiaoyang, Fan Yi, and Xiao Ce exchanged glances calmly when they heard this.

There seems to be some kind of grievances between the Bai family and Luo Jiao. This matter is not a secret in the inner circle of the five great Yanxia people with anonymity, and the Bai family did not deliberately conceal the other four.

But what exactly is the grievance, apart from the core members of the Bai family, even the other members of the Bai family themselves don't know, let alone people from the other four families.

As the "first heirs" of the Ye family, Fan family and Xiao family, Ye Jiaoyang, Fan Yi and Xiao Ce have also heard about this from their elders, but they also don’t know the specific details. The Bai family and Luo Jiao didn’t deal with it, and the most direct manifestation of this failure was that when their father was young, they had a confrontation with a "shenzhen" powerhouse of Luo Jiao. The result was that their father was lucky. Retired with injuries and ended up.

In the internal news channels of the five families, there has always been an unconfirmed gossip, saying that Baishanhe, the contemporary owner of the Bai family, once rushed to the base camp of the Luosect alone at night. The St. Peter’s Basilica in the Vatican was inside. The fight directly killed one of the "Paladins" of the Luo Sect. For this reason, the two powerful "Inquisitions" and the "Inquisition" of the Luo Sect were attacked and killed. It almost evolved into a terrifying event in which the five invisible families of Yanxia people directly confronted Luojiao.

Although this gossip has never been confirmed by the top five of the five families, it is true that the relationship between the five great Yanxia people and the Luojiao family is not harmonious, and the Bai family of the five families seems to have been sending people. Lurking into the Vatican, monitoring the base camp of Luojiao.

Ye Jiaoyang, Fan Yi, and Xiao Ce have heard about these things, and they once asked "Bai Yifan" sideways. Unfortunately, they didn't get any substantive content. At this time, Bai Yifan mentioned "Luo Jiao" again. The hearts of the three of them couldn't help but "cock", and there was a vague premonition that was not very good.

"What did Guoguo and Wanyu say, are you finished packing?" Bai Yifan was worried at this time, but he didn't notice the flash of change on the faces of the three of them. He put on his shoes and asked casually.

"They are still cleaning up. Guoguo said let us go first. If they can't have time, they'll go, and they can call the hotel's food delivery service." Fan Yi said.

"Well, let's go to the restaurant first." Bai Yifan nodded, "I will introduce someone to you later."

"Well, the daughter of the Mu He chaebol-I said, Lao Bai, if you just wandered away, I have asked you." Fan Yi couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Are you there? It doesn't matter." Bai Yifan put on his shoes, stretched his waist and stood up, "Let's go, go and see what those'old friends' are going to do this year."

Working on codewords, this chapter is to make up for yesterday.