The Strongest Sect of All Times

The next day.

Several of the venues came together to form bigger platforms than the battlefields.

This is a professional stage for the finals, not only remodeled, but also reinforced by dozens of Master of Formation, stronger in height, width and thickness than ever before.

Take the monarch's face to rub hard on it, skin him off several layers, not necessarily hurt a tablet.

“How magnificent! ”

The audience entering the arena, watching the tall battlefield, also realized that today's finals must have been amazing!

“We invite the disciples of Wanguzong and Ao Shi San Zong to enter! ”

The main sounding venue of Hancheng City is delivered throughout the continent through a light screen.

The image array gives the lens, and you can see the strong man standing on the VIP observation deck, holding his hand against the shoulder of King Chang's smile.

Ever since the owner of Korean City personally supervised him, the guy hasn't brushed his face off the law of formation.

“Tsk. ”

“Wusheng is very well treated," someone said. ”

“Advertising is insane! ”

“This is the first time I've seen such a shameless lord! ”

After a few days of fighting, many people remembered the bull-driven disciple of the fifth class and the shameless lord.

“Brush!”

At this moment, King Chang laughed and spread his arms, pulling out a banner empty-handed.

As you can clearly see from the lens, there is a line of words on it that reads -- Join my Sect and let your dreams fly together!

When he got back yesterday, he thought about it for half a day and finally thought about it!

The lens just gave Han Cheng master a close shot, so the monarch pulled out a propaganda banner, and a line of big words instantly grabbed the wind!

“ …… ”

The corners of everyone's mouth twitched.

This is a heartbreaker, a firecracker!

Han Cheng's face also had a wonderful expression and rushed to preach to the magician to turn the camera away.

Worth it.

At least for a few seconds.

It's going to be expensive to advertise in just a few seconds on some of the planet's big parties or art shows!

The Lord of Korean City broke down and said, "You can't help it! ”

Stopped the guy from flying up and brushing his face, but didn't stop him from continuing to advertise by pulling the banner!

That's it, that's it.

Today is the last game, so bear with me.

The Han Cheng lord forcibly retracted the urge to rub the King's smile on the floor.

“Brush!”

“Brush!”

At this point, twenty-five disciples representing Van Gogh came up.

However, the expression on the face of the master of Korean City is brilliant again!

This group of disciples is dressed in a beautiful garment, right in front of them, and it says, "Banguzong, you have no choice."

You've got a plan. I've had a wall ladder!

If you don't give this shot, advertise it all on your disciple's uniform. If you don't believe me, give them the shot when they're at war!

“I can't stand it! ”

Many viewers saw the banner on Vancouver's clothes, and the whole crowd was going crazy!

The corner of the main mouth of Korea City had a severe twitch.

How can you break that?

Do you want them to go back to the waiting room and replace it?

But the disciple of the Holy Sect of the Ao Shi has entered, and naturally it is too late!

The owner of Han Cheng can only continue to contact the sorcerer of the formation, instructing them to wait for the disciples of both sides to come on stage, give Wanguzong disciples the back, and try to get as far away from the camera as possible during the war.

“Brush!”

“Brush!”

Shortly afterwards, the proud disciple of the Holy Sect, led by his pride and pride, stood on the high stage.

The lens of the image array also shifts from the front to the rear.

“Shit! ”

Master Han couldn't resist the rough road.

Twenty-five disciples from Wanguzong turned their backs on the lens, each writing a word on their clothes, and combining them as -- I inherited the ancients from Wanguzong, in accordance with the principles of Huizer's life, sincerely recruit Yingjie!

Two commas, one exclamation mark, exactly 25 words!

And the font is very large, it takes up the entire back and occupies the light screen directly when the lens gives the back a close-up.

Both front and back, just ask how you broke it!

At that moment, the owner of Korean City almost had to turn off the video array.

However, the state county pools have paid to qualify for the images, and they have to turn it off in the finals, and there is no frying pan!

“Lord of Korean City. ”

Gun Chang lowered his voice: “The next time you hold a Dragon Tiger competition, you can bid openly. It will definitely make people willing to spend a lot of money on advertising space in my way, and the organizers will certainly make a lot of money. ”

“ …… ”

Though the owners of Korean City have collapsed, it makes sense to think about it.

Therefore, he continued to apply for the Dragon Tiger Competition and took the advice given by King Chang smiling. Since then, the Dragon Tiger Competition has walked up to fight an in-stream advertisement and won't return home after daytime in-stream overnight advertisement.

Until he reached the point of heartbreak, he was turned into an ad-broadcast dragon tiger competition by future generations.

In a world where the notion of advertising is not yet very strong, the King is laughing at his earthlings and is raving about it.

The most typical is clothing.

With Wanguzong's disciples playing a huge role in the Dragon Tiger competition, a new round of reform storms is bound to start.

Everyone will wear a Tang suit and a cheongsam. Anything wrong with the old iron is normal!

……

Fighting table.

The two disciples opposed each other, and the atmosphere instantly became purged.

This atmosphere comes from just one person.

That's right.

It's him, it's him, our Fia Bull!

Night stars are always staring at the arrogant, emotionless eyes, as if looking at a dead man who has been cold for days.

“Brother. ”

Li Qingyang preached: “This is the last fight, you must restrain your emotions, don't make a scene, otherwise the lord will have a hard time. ”

The master sister was cold and silent. At this time, he was the only one who reconciled. After all, the 'chief housekeeper’ hid the ID on his head.

"'I only want half his life,' said the night star. ”

“ …… ”

Li Qingyang slightly smoked the corner of his mouth.

“Huh.”

At this very moment, the arrogant blunt: “You can actually break into the finals, retract the previous words, you are a little better than the rest of the garbage. ”

“Of course.”

He grinned, “Don't be so happy, because even better is garbage. ”

“Knock! ”

Su Xiaofo and Li Fei and others clenched their fists and their eyes sparkled with rage.

Li Qingyang, who had always had a good temper, heard nothing but arrogance and said: “Brother, then half your life! ”

“What an arrogant lord. ”

“The prouder the Holy Sect, the higher the level of understanding, the higher the character. ”

“How did this sect develop? ”

“I hear there's another reciprocal way to counteract arrogance, but this arrogant lord hasn't practiced, so he's always been arrogant. ”

“No wonder, no wonder. ”

The people whispered and understood why the arrogance was so arrogant.

“Kid. ”

King often laughed against the chair, his arms against his legs, his chin pillow on the back of his palm: “You are exploring the depths of hell with your own life at a time. ”

He's not an arrogant dude he hasn't seen, but this arrogant dude is the first time he's seen it.

As a dead-end little Vajra, he's a little down in gambling.

“Are the two sides fighting alone or bickering? ”

The referee walked up, but remained absolutely vigilant, as the battlefield was full of gunpowder.

“Fight alone. ”

The arrogance of the stars and the night stars speak in unison.

The referee hastily announced: "In the Dragon Tiger Championship Final, representatives of both sides chose to fight alone! ”

“Here we go! ”

The audience held their breath.

The referee looked at the disciples on both sides and said, "Which of you will fight first? ”

The arrogant stepped forward, faintly saying: "To deal with this excellent piece of garbage, it is naturally the young lord who goes to war alone and sends them all back to the garbage dump. ”

Night star walks up.

The more he was about to abuse a dead man, the calmer he was.

“Night Master! ”

Su Xiao Mo and others preached: “You can take care of this guy. You must beat up half your life! ”