Chapter 677: Wang Yan! the first

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The tense atmosphere also spread to the SAFE queue.
Everyone was silent, and in this atmosphere, time seemed to be stretched invisibly.
So far, no one from the National African Affairs Bureau has successfully advanced to the top nine. This kind of sad mood is like a stone stuck in everyone's heart.
In a few moments, Zhang Weidao gritted his teeth and could n’t help but complain:
If it ’s not Dongyinggou ’s four-nation alliance, coupled with multi-national harassment, with the strength of our National African Bureau, at least two can qualify. Can get a first name! "
Zhang Weidao said that it is not unreasonable that the Chinese non-bureau of the qualifiers was harassed by the Dongying Alliance and many countries, Lei Hong, Gao Mingyue and many other masters were busy with the siege, and there was no effort to score points.
Huangfu Nanlian was indifferent by nature, and after obtaining enough points for promotion, he did not take the initiative to hunt for points.
Another top strongman, Uya Ange, was also entangled with the Queen of Spiders of the Super Shield for a few days, always thinking about killing each other, and always guarding against being attacked by the other party, thus missing a lot of hunting points. opportunity.
The most important thing is that no one knows that there will be so many young masters in the world, and the rewards will be so good. This is not clear from the competition team. It is simply a trick to rectify these newcomers, using two words to describe, pit father!
"If the qualifiers are real battlefields, then everything is possible." Wang Yan touched his nose, comfortingly, "We are not fully prepared at the moment, the National African Affairs Bureau has indeed suffered a little, but it is also an excellent one Lessons and hardening, as long as you can break through the semi-finals, I believe that the rewards and achievements will be more abundant! "
Wang Yan said that he went into the hearts of the members of the National Bureau of African Affairs.
Lei Hong and Gao Mingyue flashed a gloom in their eyes, but then they ignited a higher fighting spirit.
Uyaan, who had been silent in the queue, turned his face away at this time. She is also not satisfied with her performance. If she is not only concerned about her personal grievances, she will not be able to enter the top nine.
Huangfu Nanlian was also thoughtful, and the people around him began to fall into a little reflection and silence, but their eyes became clearer and clearer.
As Pharaoh said, good drama is yet to come.
In the eyes of the crowd, the host Sean looked at the palm-shaped micro-display, and once again made mysteriously elongated intonation, solemnly announced: "Everyone pay attention, the next third place winner is ..."
"Have seven hundred and eighty-two points, the bright saint from the Bright Holy See, Lulu Cao!"
The audience immediately gave warm applause and cheers.
"I really deserve to be a sage of light, and the points are as high as 782 points, more than double the previous one!"
"This is needless to say? The Holy See and the Dark Council fought three days of jihad, and most of the points were taken away by the two saints."
"That's also an exaggeration. In the end it's a big force, a real cow."
The bright Saint Lulu, who had put on a luxurious robe of sacrifice, walked slowly out of the queue in the cheers of the crowd.
After enjoying the attention of many people, Lulu's mood finally eased, and a graceful smile was raised again at the corner of his mouth. The temperament was sacred and beautiful, as if every step of the way, the bright sunlight around it would turn around her.
Just walking around, the subject that the audience discussed changed.
"Did you just hear the host call her Lulu Cao?"
"No? Is she really Lulu Cao?"
The bright Saint Lulu's smile suddenly stiffened, a pretty blue face turned into anger, and she stared at Wang Yan, who was not far away, and then quickly walked behind Sean.
Wang Yan felt a strong hostility, his brow jumped, and thought, I am innocent, your name is Lulu Cao, why do you still blame me?
"The second place qualifier in this qualifier was 799 points, the Dark Lady from the Dark Council, Catherine!" Sean immediately announced the second place qualifier.
"Wow!" The voice of the audience was louder, and the voice of discussion followed.
"The points earned by the Dark Lady are even higher than the Bright Lady!"
"The Dark Maiden's abilities are more powerful, the attacking power is stronger, plus the assistance of the sheep head demon Baffer, in terms of fighting and collecting points, it is indeed more advantageous than the Bright Maiden."
"However, in terms of healing, blessing, and defense, the Bright Lady surpassed the Dark Lady. Who is stronger or weaker, they really can't say."
Catherine raised her lips slightly, and she looked very good.
She didn't care what the audience said, she only knew that she was a little more than the bright virgin, which was enough to despise the other party.
Catherine walked out of the queue alone. The sheep-headed demon had been taken back by the seal of her left eye due to her large size and heavy anger.
At this time, she put on a beautiful black pleated skirt and wore a black top hat. She looked like a noble man from a famous European painting. She was noble and gentle.
Walking gracefully all the way behind Sean, he stood deliberately beside Lulu, a pair of bright and mysterious eyes, looking at each other unabashedly.
Lulu is naturally not a fuel-efficient lamp, staring back at him without showing any weakness.
The two virgins who have been inconsistent with each other have their eyes colliding with each other in the air, and there seems to be a strong smell of gunpowder floating in the air.
The ears of the crowd at the scene seemed to sound a "crack" blasting sound. The strong and domineering momentum made many male audiences on the scene shocked.
In the National African Bureau queue, Zhang Weidao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, pulled Wang Yan in front of him, and whispered: "Lao Wang, I really convince you now, I watched the video on the way back, and you can fly in the world. The two virgins are still safe. "
"Quietly, can I say, is that just an accident?" Wang Yan looked innocent. "Actually, it was just a misunderstanding."
"Ha ha."
Everyone around the National African Affairs Bureau, Qi Qi glanced their eyes elsewhere, "Accident? Misunderstanding? Who believes!"
"The first place qualifier in this qualifier is!" The host Sean announced with a very passionate voice, "Break through the highest record in history, get 956 points, from the flame of the China National African Bureau Son, Wang Yan! "
The whole meeting place was "wowed" and boiled.
"Nine hundred and fifty-six points? My God, I thought the two virgins were already in the sky. I can't think of the son of the flame, the real cow!"
"Actually, it ’s no wonder that a strong A + level player has 100 points in one swipe, a strong A level has 50 points, so many top players in Dongying League, plus the points of two Saints, he I brushed it once, and I do n’t want to be underdeveloped. "
"The son of flames is so great that most people cannot dream like this."
The audience at the scene was boiling, and the two sons who were pitted off the field were bitter.
It was because of this Wang Yan that they were killed in the jihad, and they still lost points in the last three days. They almost failed to qualify for the qualifiers.
And those masters of the Dongying Alliance were even worse by Wang Yankeng.
At that time, many masters of the Dongying League were completely wiped out. At this time, in addition to a few top masters and a few junior players with a little luck, each member of the organization advanced to the semi-finals, but there were more than a dozen, all with a face Tired and exhausted.
It is miserable to put this situation and this scene in this vocal meeting place to the extreme.
At this moment, the players of the Dongying organization saw Wang Yan as if they saw their father killing their enemies. They gritted their teeth one by one, and their eyes were almost staring out.
Even on the rostrum, the bigwigs of these major organizations saw Wang Yan's heart stagnation, blood pressure rose, and he was too angry.
They originally planned to unite, humiliate Yan Zun's apprentice, and then suppress the rising China National African Affairs Bureau to suppress it. For this reason, he did not hesitate to carry a shameful infamy.
But the result was completely annihilated by the whole army. Such a result is undoubtedly in front of the whole world, drawing them the big mouths of these gangsters, and they can't say a word.
At this time, to describe their mood, only one word is needed, that is, "hate".
Wang Yan glanced at the scene and didn't care about the eyes of the hostile forces. After celebrating with the members of the surrounding State and African Affairs Bureau, he smiled and walked under the podium with a low key.
The two saints immediately projected their eyes on Wang Yan.
Things finally calmed down, and Wang Yan didn't want to mess with the two saints anymore. She had to smile and greet the two saints friendly, and then kept a low profile.
When Emmons saw Wang Yan and the two saints standing in a row on the rostrum, his forehead sweats came out.
This can be kept low-key, he Emmons turned around and surnamed Wang with the son of flame!
When the next trot seemed to go, he quickly walked down the stairs, and he waved a hand to signal the etiquette of more than a dozen hand-held prizes to follow. Now that the prizes have been awarded earlier, he can breathe a sigh of relief.
Now that he is afraid of not paying attention, he will lead a world war of power world to the son of Wang Yan at the venue.
"Senior Emmons, I think you have sweat on your forehead. Are you very hot?" Wang Yan asked with a concerned expression.
Emmons listened tightly, thinking that if he didn't know what you caused, he really thought you were a simple and polite guy.
"It's okay, the climate in the Pacific is a little hot and humid." Emmons took out his handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his temples, and raised his head again. He had reverted to the former, majestic and stable Super League president.
"Congratulations to all of you for your excellent rankings, and hope that through the awards of this conference, you will help you reach the summit as soon as possible and become the pillar of our world." He glanced at the nine advancers in front of him, and said in a concise language, To make a long story short, then according to the order of priority, the prizes will be selected first, and you will come first.
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