"Have Student Song Chiang arrived? If you are ready, please come up first."

On the Haowei ring, his clothes were graceful like a young man, but he didn't look like a lecturer Zhao, who was alone inquiring loudly on the ring.

He was the number one referee in these ring games and the last safety valve for all the students to compete. Although he didn't know what the country was thinking, he put him in such a position.

But he didn't care too much, just to take a walk and relax, to move his body. It doesn't matter if the matter in the world is solved.

"Don't be irritated, referee. I'm here."

"boom!"

With a calm voice, a powerful aura rushed out of the team of the Imperial Capital Middle School in the distance.

In an instant, I saw an ancient bronze chariot flying above the sky with endless thunder roar. Another tall figure stood steadily on it. A golden light stretched between the two wheels of the Divine Horse chariot, and it was located above the arena in the blink of an eye!

"Wow... I am worthy of being Senior Song Chiang. This is the eighth-level strange thing of the Xianqin, the flying blue chariot! So powerful, senior is mighty!..."

"Yes, yes." Suddenly, there were constant exclamations on the court, all of which were admired by the handsome attitude of the boy appearing.

The Immortal Qin Chariot, one of the top strange objects confiscated by relevant departments of China when the Mausoleum of the Ancestral Dragon of Mount Li was born, was also quite numerous.

Although this is just a standard equipment of the Immortal Qin Empire, there is no doubt that its value to an extraordinary person is simply beyond words.

Therefore, in many cases, it is hidden in the Chinese Academy of Sciences as a "national weapon" and conducts replication and research, and very few people can drive it out.

Song Chiang's frame was naturally not given by the state. After all, although the Chinese country has never had much integrity, it is obvious that it is impossible to do such a mentally retarded behavior that is like slapping yourself in a large national prosperous world.

In fact, during an adventure, he obtained this chariot from a space-time fragment in the East China Sea that was suspected to be a secret realm of Penglai.

And this complete battlefield heavy weapon was one of the main reasons why he gained his reputation.

Taking the sky as the pasture, living on a simple chariot, the golden road was derived, and countless students cheered and praised. Song Xian was like a god marching in the world at this moment, with infinite majesty!

"And... the show-off fur egg. If I hadn't been too lazy to show off, I would have been able to take over all your authority with the "Wu'an Bing Talisman" now, and then call the Xianqin Feitian Giant Ship of more than a dozen fleets to crush you!"

In the student area of ​​Huanlai Middle School, He Qifeng, who had just sat down, had not had time to talk to his friends about the situation on the battlefield before, but he had already watched Song Jian drive in a glorious and sexy manner. He curled his lips with great disdain, and was too lazy to pay attention to that idiot.

It is better not to expose your own magical outfit and the "Wu'an Military Talisman" in your hand that symbolizes your father's only authority in Xianqin.

After all, I originally thought that my father was cheap, but in this time and space, I was my real father. If the Chinese country knew about this fact, God knew how much noise it would cause, so she would rather keep a low profile quietly. How could that sentence say, "Do not be rude and develop, don't be slutty."

You can imagine that when you are rewindled by time, thinking that all "history" is just a passerby, at most, it is just a few ripples on the river of time. When you hold Bai Qi and cry, you are almost voluntarily staying in the history of the Immortal Qin.

As a result, I returned to modern times. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the scene of modern time and space. Is the eight-wheeled god frame of the Xianqin Wu'an Junhou Mansion flying directly from outside the skyline to myself, and then did Bai Qi's father come to pick him up in person?

It's so embarrassing.

Compared with this kind of thing that is subverting her three views, the slutty man's disgusting tricks are simply unattractive to her eyes, and in fact there is nothing good to look at.

"snort…"

It was on He Qifeng's side, and while he was rolling his eyes, he saw the ancient chariot falling down. Song Jian walked off the chariot step by step, came to the front of lecturer Zhao and looked at him. He snorted coldly, with a long voice, and even the entire arena could be clearly heard.

Without waiting for lecturer Zhao to speak, he said directly: "I know you are the leader of the JC Provincial Academy of Sciences. This time, you are the president of the arena again. It is understandable that your own people will let your own people go. In the previous games, I don't care how you are thinking. But if you dare to secretly trip up my game, I, Song Chiang, have a hundred ways to ensure that you will never get out of the imperial capital!"

"Uh...uh?" Lecturer Zhao blinked in a daze, and suddenly felt speechless and was amused in his heart.

He grew up so old that he encountered countless enemies and was threatened by others. However, this was the first time he was threatened by such an idiot. If his old opponents knew about this, they would probably have laughed out all their front teeth.

"Which unlucky child is this, who dares to stretch his hooves to him like this? Don't he know that with his extraordinary level, my finger is enough to crush thousands of him to death! Is he confident? Or is he being praised and silly? Or is he deliberately trying? These are all messy things."

"Senior Song Chiang... so handsome..."

“That’s, that’s…”

Before Teacher Zhao could take over Song Jian's words, he had not had time to take them over, but under the ring, there were countless mysterious girls and fans' hissings and exclaims constantly, and his voice was shocking, just as if he was so excited that he was about to tremble and faint.

"Class Lu Yan, Is it here? If you don't come, I will disqualify you from the competition! I will tell you, I will do what I say."

Facing the constant exclamation of fans from fans coming from the audience, Lecturer Zhao was too lazy to bother with this group of little kids, so he turned his head and shouted again.

"Here, come. I'm here."

A few moments after the words came, a scream of exclamation rang out in the distance. In a blink of an eye, a Taoist priest-like young man with a standard long sword made of ordinary No. 3 light steel on his waist rushed towards everyone. After a while, he ran onto the arena and stood opposite Song Chin, which caused booing from the field.

"I just overslept, and I prepared the items I wanted to use again... Hahaha, everyone is sorry, time probably hasn't passed..."

Lu Yan looked back at Lecturer Zhao unnaturally. For some reason, he couldn't help but hold his Taoist hairpin slightly and push the hairpin like an ordinary red jade branch inside. Then he touched his Taoist robe like a layer of blurred gauze. He couldn't help but laugh a few times and stuffed a roll of jade talisman-shaped flower list into his sleeve robe.

"Since that's the case, you can start." Shen glanced at Lu Yan, and Lecturer Zhao left the battlefield in a few steps, looking like he was not going to intervene.
Chapter completed!