After that...
Spirit Martial High School, a Seed player, was defeated by Ordinary University.
So far, Ordinary University has occupied two places among the top eight!
And there is still one person who has not taken action.
One battle shocked the world.
What seemed like crazy remarks before were now a silent slap in the face.
They...
I'm really chasing the championship.
After that...
Ink Academy, Ink Academy, Ink Academy...
The entire top eight list looks very monotonous, with only the names Ink Academy and Ordinary University.
For a moment, the face of the person in charge of Three Major Universities turned dark.
This year's situation...
Something is so wrong.
Although Ink Academy usually dominates the rankings, it is a bit serious this year.
Shi Guang, Qi Tian, Yuan Zhong, Li Zi...
Four places have already been occupied by the top eight.
Fortunately, Wang Youcai and Shen Feng lost, which saved some face for them.
Final result...
Ink Academy has four people and Ordinary University has two people.
One person is Spirit Mind, and one person is Military Academy.
But Military Academy was already seriously injured because his playing style was too aggressive. He was eliminated from the eight-to-four game.
Overall, Three Major Universities has no face left.
Ordinary University became an instant hit.
Amid the discussion among many netizens, Yu Sheng also quietly returned to the Ink Academy.
But there was no welcome ceremony.
Even Ink Academy is empty.
Zhao Zicheng, Sun Wen, they all went out to take missions and earn meritorious deeds.
Xu Yuanqing has just made a breakthrough. It is said that he is reporting to the Ink Pavilion to strive for promotion and receive more salary.
The old students are nowhere to be seen.
I heard that Bai Haitang is still following the traces of Qiu Xiaoxiao and has no plans to enter higher education this year.
Obviously, killing Qiu Xiaoxiao has become her obsession.
Yu Sheng came to Inner Courtyard silently.
About half a day passed, and more than ten experts from Sixth Awakening surrounded Yu Mo and came to the Ink Academy again.
Everyone's expression was extremely solemn.
Two hours later, everyone was carrying big boxes and turned around to leave, very alert.
Yu Sheng returned to his Dormitory and entered into boring practice again.
There was no discomfort at all, it was as if I was used to it.
"You've been looking for me for so long, and now I'm here."
"If you have anything to do, tell me."
A very ordinary-looking Middle-Aged Man was sitting leisurely in the coffee shop, taking a sip of coffee and saying with a smile.
Zong Ren sat opposite him, looking at his face.
After a long time, he spoke softly, "I think the most important thing before we communicate is to be honest with each other."
"Oh?"
"Then you take off your disguise first?"
Middle-Aged Man raised his eyebrows, put the coffee down smoothly, spoke lightly with a smile on his lips.
"You are joking, I am who I am and I have never changed."
Zong Ren looked about seventeen or eighteen years old at this time. He was a little shy. He also wore a pair of glasses and lowered his head slightly. He looked full of the shyness of a teenager.
Middle-Aged Man laughed, shook his head, and did not continue talking.
For a while, the cafe became quiet again.
Only in the far distance, Boss in the coffee shop was sitting boredly at the bar, as if thinking about the meaning of life.
"You have five minutes."
Middle-Aged Man glanced at the exquisite watch on his wrist and said suddenly.
Zong Ren nodded slightly but still did not speak.
It's like I went to great lengths to invite this Middle-Aged Man out just to have a cup of coffee.
Time passes minute by minute.
It was only when Three Minutes was left before the time set by Middle-Aged Man that Zong Ren raised his head and pushed up his glasses politely. "It's been so long and I still don't know your name, so I'll call you senior."
"Actually, I have no hatred in my heart for the series of targeted arrangements you made for Divine Cult."
"After all, before this, I was just an inconspicuous person in Divine Cult."
"Now after Divine Cult Shatter, what I have gained is far more than before."
"But if Divine Cult is completely destroyed, then Soul Hunt will no longer have a shield, so... we are still useful, right?"
Zong Ren doesn't speak fast, but speaks in an orderly manner.
The sound was well controlled within a certain range and was not heard by Boss in the bar far away.
Middle-Aged Man did not speak, but picked up a newspaper on the shelf and read it carefully, as if he did not hear what Zong Ren said at all.
Zong Ren is not impatient or impatient about this, just waiting quietly.
"You overestimate your worth."
"Without Evil Cult, we can always find another demon sect, evil sect or the like."
"Even without these, we Soul Hunt..."
"Are you really afraid of the Ink Pavilion?"
Middle-Aged Man finally slowly put down the newspaper in his hand, said casually, glanced at the time on his watch, arranged his expensive suit, and stood up.
"I originally thought you would be very smart."
"I overestimated you."
After saying that, Middle-Aged Man walked away.
Zong Ren frowned slightly, a cold flash flashed through his eyes hidden behind his glasses, but he soon returned to his natural state.
He didn't get up, but was still drinking the coffee on the table.
"But senior, if it's really as you said..."
"Then we have completely disappeared into history."
"I don't believe you really missed a few bases and didn't notice them."
This time Zong Ren did not control his volume, and the sound continued to echo in the cafe.
It's just that Boss is still in a wandering state, staring blankly at the scenery outside the window, thinking about life.
"But it's still too naive to only use these to negotiate."
"If it were a year later, I might still be interested."
"You're too hasty."
Middle-Aged Man paused, turned his head and looked at Zong Ren in front of the coffee table, chuckled and said, "Is there anything else? My time is really precious."
"Before I have no intention of killing you, I hope you won't wear down my patience any more."
When Middle-Aged Man speaks, he always gives people a sense of a gentleman, and his tone is as gentle as water.
But what was said in it made people feel a bit chilly inexplicably.