Chapter 58: Shady

Suddenly, Qinglongshan Deacon Gu Tang appeared in the center of the competition platform, and the shouting in the venue gradually ceased.
"On behalf of Qinglong Mountain and Black Mountain City, I welcome outstanding leaders of all factions to participate in this leader ranking contest."
"I hope you all can abide by the rules of the game and achieve good results. Death and injury are inevitable in the martial arts competition."
"If there are casualties during the game, they cannot be held accountable after the game. Violators will be forced to dismiss the school."
When Gu Tang spoke in Mandarin, the seemingly righteous words actually stole a cold look in the direction of Gu Zhong.
Good old thief Gu, you have a good abacus. I want to kill Laozi through the game and not allow my disciples to take revenge. I am afraid that I will have to find an excuse at that time and I want to disband my Cangshan.
However, it just robbed you of a bit of the limelight in disciple recruitment, and when you are old, you don't know how to adjust your mentality, so you can't stop asking for trouble.
I think you don't want to be a deacon anymore, and the school has also dissolved.
Gu Tang's endless provocations have completely angered Gu Zhong. Since he wants to raise his martial art level, stepping on Qinglong Mountain is also a good choice.
Gu Zhong responded to Gu Tang without fear, making a loaded posture in the air with both hands facing Gu Tang, and then shooting at Gu Tang as if holding a submachine gun.
The heads of other sects sitting next to Gu Zhong looked at the interaction between Gu Zhong and Gu Tang in confusion.
An idea emerged in his mind at the same time. It turned out that Gu Zhong had a problem with his brain, so it is no wonder that he would come to the competition.
However, what Gu Zhong wanted to express was that if you dare to yin Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu shot you with a gun.
Gu Tang introduced the rules of the game in a few words. Thirty-one sect leaders are divided into 16 groups. In the first round, one bye will play against each other until the strongest leader is determined.
It is the champion of this ranking competition, and other rankings will be announced one by one.
The leader who lost in the first round is ranked at the bottom, and the leader who lost in the second round is ranked at the bottom second. The eight winners of the third round enter the top list to compete for the championship, and the loser is ranked at the top second list. .
Except for Gu Zhong, the participants are all seven or eight heads who are in charge of at least two hundred disciples and above, deterring the martial force of one side.
The ranking of the leader ranking contest will affect their prestige and reputation in their respective spheres of influence, so even commanders of the sect still have to take risks to participate.
The uncertainty of the lottery in the game is too strong. Although there is not much difference between the heads of the game, it is not uncommon for them to die on the stage in previous games.
"The draw is complete."
The voice of the middle-aged man on the stage came, and the head of the staging area became nervous. The difference in lottery results is largely related to their rankings.
In case you run into the head of the Seven Streams School, you must prepare protective equipment and try not to lose too ugly. If you run into Gu Zhong, the last second list will be stable.
You can still show up in front of 100,000 viewers, even if you lose the second round, it is not in vain.
But if you can get a bye, it would be even cooler, lying in the bottom second list. You can also rush for two.
All the heads were pregnant with ghosts, only Gu Zhong was bored over a small icon in the inventory.
The reward for killing the assassin last night was a medical kit.
Yes, it is a medical kit in a gunfight game.
The effect of using the medical kit restores 70% of the blood volume.
Blood packs are still more suitable for use when running poisons. This seat does not need it at the moment, just this group of garbage, it is not the turn of this seat.
The middle-aged people on the stage saw everyone talking about it, so they announced the rounds of the competition.
"The first round of Mingyue Sect Master is bye."
As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, the whole venue was unusually quiet, even if it was a discussion, it was just a whisper by someone around him.
"What's the matter?" Gu Zhongchao asked Lin Xiao next to him.
"Head, Mingyue Sect is the seventh-rate sect in this competition." Lin Xiao replied in a deep voice. For some reason, Gu Zhong heard forbearance and hatred in his tone.
It seems that the big disciple has a feast with this Qiliu sect? What Gu Zhong didn't notice is that when Lin Xiao heard the three characters Mingyuezong, his hands clenched into fists, his face also gloomy.
"Doesn't even Mingyuezong know? It really is mentally retarded."
"Fortunately, Mingyuezong is in a bye. If the ancient leader meets, I am afraid that there will be no scum left."
While the other heads were fortunate that they would not run into Mingyue Sect Master, they still had to ridicule Gu Zhong.
The ancient clock pretended not to hear, laugh, when you cry.
Holding a piece of parchment in his hand, the middle-aged man continued to read:
"The first game, Xiaoyao faction."
As soon as the middle-aged people's voice fell, there was a burst of strong applause from a certain place in the venue. Most of them were disciples sent by Xiaoyao to watch the battle.
Gu Zhong shook his good-looking eyebrows. The cheerleaders are still in the game? I hope the junior and senior disciples can give me some strength later when I play.
Gu Zhong's eyes crazily suggested that Zhou Ruoxiao, who was on the side, was directly ignored by Zhou Ruoxiao.
The middle-aged man's words were interrupted by joy, waved his hand, cleared his throat and continued: "In the first round, the head of the Xiaoyao faction versus the head of the Cangshan faction."
After the conversation, the middle-aged man left Gu Zhong with an extremely wicked expression.
Shady me? Isn't the head of the Xiaoyao faction the one who was instigated? Qinglongshan's routines are really old sows wearing bras, one after another.
Chi Xiang, the head of the Xiaoyao faction, walked out of his position, and the other heads all cast envy at him.
"Good luck, I also want to try the feeling of lying down."
"Chi Xiang is a koi carp, right? At the end of last year's list, this year he has made steady progress."
Gu Zhong listened to the discussion around him, and laughed incredibly, "Hahahahahaha, eat Xiang? There is a burp before, and afterward..." Each of his parents are talents.
"This kid isn't scared, right?"
"I think so."
Chi Xiang's face was sullen, and Gu Zhong's behavior was nothing but a dying struggle in his eyes.
...
On the test bench.
The audience rang ten times more joyously than before.
"Master Gu, I support you, my heart, my brain, and every cell in my body are talking, I support you!"
"Gu Sect, I want to marry you."
"Old head, I want to be your head wife."
Gu Zhong touched the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and stood on the stage with a smirk and waved in response to the female fans who were screaming crazy.
How come the fans of this seat are all girls? It seems to be Yan Fan. Tsk tsk, this seat can also rely on face to eat, but it depends on strength.
Gu Zhong blew a kiss at the girl below the stage very sullenly, blinking and discharging. Gu Zhong was already handsome and handsome, and his fair skin was comparable to that of some girls, and he was the youngest head in history.
When the ordinary girls heard of Gu Zhong's deeds, they had long regarded Gu Zhong as their idol and lover in their dreams. At this time, Gu Zhong was teasing in public.
In the venue, there were all calls to the head of Gu, and some of them were fans on the spot and became members of many fans.