Chapter 662: Proud Host

The elder contest is just like the disciple contest, only once every ten years. For Fengshen Academy, this is a great thing.
The location of the elders competition was still at Chihong Peak, and the disciples had set up a competition stage at Chihong Peak the previous two days.
Today is the day when the elders contest begins. The disciples of the entire academy arrived at Chihong Peak early in the morning.
When the beavers arrived, several disciples were talking around the stage.
"I heard that the previous elder contest was hosted by the old dean himself. I wonder if our dean will come today?"
"I haven't heard of it, maybe I won't come."
"I heard he came to the academy last time, but unfortunately we didn't see it."
"Our new Dean is too mysterious. I really want to see what he looks like."
Listening to the disciples' comments, Baiju looked at Leng Yihan with an expression of interest, "They want to see you."
Leng Yihan looked up at those disciples and did not speak.
If it is not necessary, he is afraid that he will not reveal his identity in front of them. Perhaps from the depths of his heart, he is not willing to accept such an identity imposed on him, as he has been avoiding the cold family responsibility.
"Bai Shimei." Everyone saw the beavers greeting each other.
Bai Tan nodded toward everyone, and they went to Mo Beichen, Leng Yihan and they went to the watching area.
Today's protagonists are the elders, so the seats for watching the match are all disciples.
The randomly chose the first few positions. The person may come to the college at any time. She must be closer to the master. Even if she can't help anything, she can immediately see and remind him.
The looked silently at Ren Tianheng and Zuo Yuqing, the corners of his lips unconsciously evoked a mocking smile.
Seeing how they look now is quite good. Zuo Yuqing is really a fool. He sold it to people and happily paid for the number of people. When he died, I do n’t know how he went to hell.
Ren Tianheng seemed to feel Bai Jue's gaze, glanced at her, and nodded politely, still kind and courteous, but the deep bottom of his eyes was full of light that was hard to detect by others.
The also nodded slightly towards him. In fact, she had no complaints with Ren Tianheng. He was pure-hearted and good at thinking. As long as he didn't come to provoke her, it had nothing to do with her.
Perceiving the interaction between the two, Zuo Yuqing also raised his head. After seeing the beaver, the gloomy eyes narrowed instantly and resentfully.
The white raccoon didn't bother to look at it, and looked away in disdain.
In some ways, Ren Tianheng next to him is really much better than him, so many people would rather deal with malicious and wise men than with kind and foolish people, especially Zuo Yuqing who is neither kind nor Smart people, no one wants to ignore him.
Bai Tan's disdainful attitude instantly made Zuo Yu Qing irritated with teeth, and it was not easy to attack, he could only stare at her resentfully.
Mo Beichen raised his eyes and gave Zuo Yuqing a cold look.
Zuo Yuqing immediately lowered his eyes and did not dare to stare again.
Soon Zixiafeng's disciples came.
"Big sister." Bai Ruyue first squeezed to Bai Jue.
Nangong Ying and Xue Qingyu also sat over together.
Chen Shi was approaching, and the disciples who came to watch the game successively sat in the game watching area.
Yan Junxian came over with Bai Yufeng's disciples.
Murong Xuefei secretly greeted the beaver, but instead of sitting with them, she sat obediently with Yan Junxian to the opposite position of the beaver.
Soon Bu Yangzi and all the elders arrived.
Elder Zhong and Elder Ling took Yun Yi and Wuying's disciples to the viewing area together.
Rui and his party, Wu Yazi, Elder Ge, and Elder Yi who did not participate in the competition, also sat down with their own disciples.
Bu Yangzi flew directly to the high platform and looked at the crowd and said: "The elders competition once every ten years has always been a great event for me. This time, I am very honored to have Yun Yi and shadowless Elder Zhong and Elder Ling to watch the game."
Bu Yangzi said that he bowed slightly to Elder Zhong and Elder Ling, and they immediately got up and returned to salute.
"According to the dean's request, this elder contest was hosted by our newly refined elder Mo Beichen." Bu Yangzi looked at Mo Beichen and motioned for him to come to power.
The disciples first heard Mo Beichen's name, and applauded warmly.
Mo Beichen was dark-faced, and glanced at Leng Yihan coldly.
The white raccoon and blue pheasant also frowned, looking cold and chilly.
In the end, this guy thought about it, and even asked Mo Beichen to be the host.
Feeling the cold eyes, Leng Yihan only felt his back cold.
"Ah ..." He bit his head and explained to him in a low voice, "I think you did a good job as a referee ..."
Before the explanation was finished, Leng Yihan shut up under the cold eyes of Mo Beichen.
Leng Yihan lowered his eyes and stopped talking.
He also had no choice. He was inconvenient to show up, and everyone else had to participate. It was obviously inappropriate for the elders who could not use it to host, and he only wanted to come and go.
Shijiu looked at Leng Yihan and Mo Beichen who whispered, squinting slightly.
"If I remember correctly, Mo Beichen is your apprentice." He suddenly turned to look at Bu Yangzi, sneer. "The president didn't come, but you don't want to let anyone host it."
The meaning of Shijiu is more obvious. One is to remind the disciples that Mo Beichen was a disciple of Bu Yangzi, and the other is to tell the crowd that this decision may be made by Bu Yangzi himself.
Bu Yangzi's face cooled down instantly, he looked at the wine without looking at it, and took out a jade Jane directly from the storage ring.
"The dean's hand is here."
Bu Yangzi held the jade Jane and did not mean to show Shi Jiu, but directly threw it to Mo Beichen.
Mo Beichen reached out to take Yu Jian, opened it and glanced at it, and then shot Yu Jian towards Leng Yihan's chest.
"Cough ..." Leng Yihan suddenly coughed, and he raised his eyes to glance resentfully at Mo Beichen.
Isn't it just for him to be a moderator?
Mo Beichen ignored him completely and flew directly to the high platform.
"Boom!"
The clock rang and the game officially started.
Mo Beichen glanced at the details of the contest before raising his expressionless expression to look at Elder Tu, "Draw."
"Bash!" Listening to the hard words of Mo Beichen, Baiju laughed instantly.
For such a cold person, it is really difficult for her to imagine how he will host this game.
"Big brother-in-law is still so queer."
Bai Ruyue's cult of worship has reappeared. It's not hers either. Most female disciples on the field stare at Mo Beichen. For them, Mo Beichen will definitely be more exciting than the elders contest.
Bai Tan rolled her eyes and looked at Yao Wan'er behind Elder Ling. Sure enough, she also looked at Mo Beichen obsessively, and her face did not look good immediately.
Such a bronze mask really should not be picked.
Elder Tu and Shijiu went forward to draw lots, but only Bu Yangzi did not draw.
The competition stipulates that the first elder of the last term can directly enter the final without participating in the preliminary competition.
The other elders participating in the lottery draw in turn, and the winner will be eligible to enter the final, competing with Bu Yangzi for the seat of the first elder.
The lottery was completed quickly. Elder Tu, Elder Yuan, and the wine were all red, while Elder Feng and Su were green.
Seeing the red sign in their hands, Elder Tu and Elder Yuan were relieved and relieved, while Elder Feng looked at the green sign in his hand like Elder Su, his face was instantly black as pot carbon, but it flashed in Elder Su's eyes After a rush of excitement.
Mo Beichen is unknown. So, looking at the bamboo sticks in the hands of several people, he frowned and asked, "Who are you coming first?"
Several people looked at Mo Beichen for a moment with a black line.
Didn't he decide? Why should I ask them?
"Elder Tu and Elder Yuan come first." Seeing several people not talking, Mo Beichen had to decide for himself.
"Yep."
The two looked at each other and flew up to the stage together, while the others sat on the chairs prepared for watching the game.
"it has started."
When Elder Tu and Elder Yuan were on the stage, everyone sat upright.
"Brother Yuan, please enlighten." Elder Tu took the lead in addressing Elder Yuan, and then took a step forward, whispering, "I will have mercy on my men for a while."
Elder Yuan ticked his lips and said, "Everyone."
"The mountain and sea pestle." Elder Tu summoned his weapon cheerfully.
Finally, it is useful, and he must show off his magic weapon today.
Elder Yuan glanced enviously at Elder Tu's mountain and sea pestle, and afterwards he would have to find Mo Xiaozi to make him a magic weapon.
Elder Yuan also took out his own weapon. He used an immortal sword. Although it was not an artifact, it was an immortal product first.
The two fought quickly, and you came and went with me.
The two dazzling white mysterious powers lingered in the air, like dragons and tigers, and did not give up.
However, the two have become equal, but for a long time they have not separated.
The two of them held Shanhai Pestle one by one, grabbing the fairy sword and fighting together.
Elder Tu gritted his teeth, gasping, and glaring at Elder Yuan, "We are all fighting together, why are you so desperate?"
Elder Yuan blushed, struggling, "Since participating, naturally try your best, otherwise how to educate the disciples in the future."
Elder Tu Tu nodded suddenly. This is also true. If he loses too much, his face will not look good.
"Bang" for a while, Elder Tu drove the elder Yuan fiercely with a mysterious earthquake.
Both were out of breath and exhausted.
Elder Tu gasped, frowning and looking at the opposite elder Yuan, thinking: They are quite equal, so I'm afraid they won't be able to distinguish between them for a while. He has to think about his own advantages.