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Talk about benefits and sad feelings

"Don't tell me, you really don't know!".

Seeing Wutong's appearance was not like a fake, she looked at him with a strange face, and the other super players were also surprised.

Wutong shrugged: "Didn't you tell you that I have been busy with the promotion task before?" I believe you, there is a ghost. Everyone's promotion is triggered at random. Are you going to do the promotion task?

But if Wutong didn't say it, everyone couldn't ask. As a super player, who didn't have a secret yet? Wuxian explained in depressedly that there were things about the tickets and could be mixed into super player. Everyone has their own information channels and has already known the general situation of this chief war in advance. Therefore, Wutong's expression of unknown expression made it difficult for the super player to believe.

Because of the current chaos on the Kovare Continent and the influx of a large number of players, although the number of players in the caster profession is rare, the base of the player population is there. With the surge in the number of students in the Law Academy of the Osamu, the scale of this chief war will be extremely huge.

In the past, each class of each college sent out the "young generation" who were two or three hundred years old to fight. They fought the chief war every four years and did not replace anyone after hundreds of years!

Therefore, this time, from the so-called "chief war" jointly organized by various countries' "Austria Praise Council" and "Armor Association" and well-known Austrian Law Academy in various countries, recommended to participate in the chief disciples of their respective school schools, it has expanded into a large-scale "elite competition" jointly organized by various professional guilds, temples of gods, royal families of various countries, and forces in various countries.

Since it is not limited to Ao Law Academy, and the number of participants is no longer limited to the minimum one and up to eight, the number of participants this time is also particularly large, which gives institutions qualified to participate in this "elite competition". The limited recommended quota has become the target of many players.

The participating mode has also expanded from the original individual battle to the current "team battle" and "personal battle". The individual battle still follows the original one-on-one challenge model, while the team battle has expanded into a combat group based on squads.

Winning rewards are also learned from the original Endless Tower of Various Countries, increasing the various equipment, resources, rare items, skills, etc. provided by various countries' forces, organizations, and institutions participating in elite competitions.

In short, anyone can see that as long as you can win all the way in the elite competition, the good things you can get will definitely make the participants soar far ahead of other players.

However, considering the first expansion of the scale, the type of participants was not increased this time, and the casters were mainly casters. However, because the team battle of 11-person teams was increased, the casters participating in the competition could choose other professions as supplements, and they chose trusted partners to participate together. The position of participants in a team seemed extremely precious.

Of course, the super players disdain to choose teams that are not college institutions. After all, the chiefs of major colleges are still the "orthodox" in the eyes of everyone, so they are connected together, intending to get a "ticket" from the original chief disciples of various major colleges.

Wutong was very surprised when he heard this. He didn't even know about it. Old Man Zemuer didn't mention it to him. According to what the Super Players said, in addition to his "Nine-Department Chief" meeting, this time, the Vienne Academy also added eight additional elite disciples of the school and the number of personal disciples recommended by the mentors. The number of participants reached hundreds, which was also a benefit for major colleges, but the specifications were lower.

Obviously, this is an opportunity for countries to observe the comprehensive strength of other countries. Those who can truly participate in the final competition are probably the original chiefs of those schools, and the others are just the so-called "study with the prince".

He cursed inwardly. Old Man Zemur did not notify him of such an important matter. No wonder the "Chief War" this time was delayed until now. In addition to him, there were more than 60 individual disciples recommended by the ** teacher to participate. In other words, nearly 70 teams participated in the competition at the Winner Academy alone!

"I'll just slap it! Didn't that turn into a melee?" Wutong was stunned.

"What do you think!"

Wuxian said angrily: "Although the list of contestants has not been determined yet, the chiefs of each academies will definitely participate. The chiefs of Andele's other academies have almost been decided. Only your chief disciple of Vinern Academy, Shenlong, has not seen any chief disciples stand up to organize the team so far. Why are we not in a hurry?"

Paladin also added: "Yes! Our eight-series chief, except me, everyone else has organized a team. Super players are definitely unwilling to choose non-super players, non-chief players, because team battles are centered on spell casters, and it is important to find a team core with a high chance of winning."

Wutong was sweating coldly because he roughly guessed what was going on!

He is the only chief disciple of Vienen Academy, so except for the sixty personal disciples recommended by the ** Master, he might have to lead eight teams alone!

Wutong's heart moved. He had been with Old Man Zemur and the others for so long. He had never heard of these white-bearded old men and women. Who accepted the disciples of the personal disciples? Earlier, he was the only chief of the Wienen Academy. Later, due to the coup incident, all the mages of the Wienen Academy participated in the defense of the floating imperial city, and they had no chance to teach the disciples of the Wienen Academy. Isn't that saying...

"Wait! I'll go and ask!"

Wutong said nothing, and Naruto disappeared in a flash, leaving behind a group of super playful, staring at her eyes in a daze. After a while, Wuxian muttered: "Uh...that was the teleportation technique just now?"

As a spellcaster, Paladin rolled his eyes: "The teleportation technique with the worst effect is also a level 2 spell, okay!"

"Damn it! Then isn't this guy already level 3?" Everyone was shocked. No wonder he said he had been carrying out promotion tasks before? He was not promoted to level 2, but level 3? Impossible?

Wutong flashed in the obsidian collar. When looking for old man Zemur, old man Zemur stood on the large ball on the highest fire crystal pillar above the core of the territory, looking at the skeletons who were busy building the temple in the inner city.

"What did he do?"

Old man Zemur couldn't help but be shocked: "Twelve planes, twelve moons, twelve dragon patterns, elemental temple groups, temple groups, temple groups...Is he planning to destroy the world!?"

Wutong didn't know that he just named the temple group randomly for the sake of making a name, which scared Old Man Zemu very much. In "Endlessness", or in this "Eberon World", the temple cannot be named randomly. He piled up all the temples of different camps together in a mess, just like piled up various explosives together. If a "little Mars" popped up from there in the future...

"...I finally found you! What did the teacher come here for??"

Wutong, who was easy to find, finally found the old man Zemuer through Zhuoya. He was about to ask about the chief war, but the old man Zemuer grabbed the collar and pointed at the temple groups under construction, shook them desperately, and shouted: "Bastard! What did you do?"

Wutong turned her head blankly to look at the hardworking skeletons and asked in confusion: "What did I do?"

"You are still pretending to be stupid! Temples! What's going on with these temples?" Old man Zemur yelled with no image.

Wutong wondered, "What's going on? How do I know what's going on? The temple built by these skeletons themselves was not built by me... Could it be that the skeletons built the temple, and the major sects will come to destroy me, right?"

"The sect destroys you?"

Old man Zemur almost laughed in anger: "You just wait for God to strike you to death with lightning! Can this temple be named casually?"

Wutong was sweating in a cold sweat: "It's not that scary, right? Then I'll change their names, Temple No. 1, Temple No. 2, Temple No. 3... Hey? Teacher, how do you know that I named the temple?"

"How do I know? Of course I know! These temples are already emitting such a strong aura before they are built. How can you not know about it?"

Old man Zemur was so angry that his beard was raised: "You bastard! Are you thinking about problems with your butt? Build the temples in different camps together... Oh my God! They are neighbors, and they live next door??? Do you want to trigger another god battle?"

"Guru~" Wutong couldn't help but swallowed. Although she didn't know why Old Man Zemuer was so excited, she sounded very powerful.

"Forget it, I can't control this matter. You can continue to go against the will of heaven!"

Old man Zemuer gave up dejectedly, let go of Wutong and turned his head to flash. Wutong grabbed Zemuer's robe in confusion: "Hey! Teacher, don't leave! I'll just change the name of the temple later. Is it so exciting for such a small matter? Uh, I have something important to ask you."

"A trivial matter? I... OK!"

Old man Zemuer almost jumped up, but he didn't breathe and looked at Wutong with a strange face: "It seems that he is quite arrogant to have a disciple who has been punished by God... Okay, what's wrong with you?"

Wutong, who was confused by Zemur's sudden change of strange attitude, quickly asked about the chief war.

"Where did you know?"

Old man Zemuer looked at Wutong unexpectedly, a little surprised at the source of his disciple's intelligence, but nodded: "It's true. Although it's not sure, it's basically the case."

Wutong smiled wryly: "What, have our college participated in the competition decided?"

Old man Zemur stroked his beard and comforted himself, while saying casually: "Those old guys are busy with research, so there is no time to teach their disciples. Anyway, those outside contestants are just focusing on participating. It doesn't matter whether they participate or not. There are not many old guys with disciples, and then their disciples will participate if they are willing to participate. However, I guess there are not many who are willing to go. Even if those old guys have disciples, they are all research-oriented. Besides, their youngest ones are hundreds of years old, and they are not suitable to participate in this chief war..."

"Will you give me the quota?" Wutong's eyes lit up, and she grabbed the old man Zemuer's sleeve tightly, for fear of him

The iu~ disappeared.

Old man Zemuer was confused by Wutong: "You were going to represent our Vienne College to participate in the Eight Universities Tournament. What are you going to do if you want those places to participate?"

"I have a quota for the competition, but I still have many friends who don't have them. They are all students from our academy." Wutong blinked hard and acted cute.

Old man Zemuer was thundered by the cute Wutong. He was confused and forgot everything he had just got angry, and said in confusion: "If you are willing to take them there, just take them there and just put them in the names of those old guys..."

"That's great! Thank you so much for your teacher! You're busy, I'll come to you later."

The excited Hokage of Wutong flashed and disappeared, leaving behind an old man Zemuer with a dull face standing on the Fire Crystal Ball and dazed. After a while, he realized. He looked at the temple group that had already begun to take shape, shook his head and sighed, and released the messaging technique casually, summoned the mages of the Wienern Mage Group to gather together. Although he said nothing, he was his disciple after all. He didn't say that "Go to cause trouble, and I'll do it." He couldn't watch this guy destroy the world, right? He had to help him eliminate the hidden dangers.

iu~ I returned to Wutong in the Blood City Market, and almost frightened the super players who were talking about something, and all looked at him in shock.

Wutong ignored them first, but sent a message to the lean pig: "Call the core members of the Secret Corps of our "Secret Shadow"... simply move the Secret Corps to Obsidian. I have something to leave to them."

"Hey, Boss Secret Shadow! Is there any internal information?" Wuxian looked at Wutong's appearance and asked anxiously.

Wutong smiled without saying a word. Seeing that Zhongchao was gritting his teeth and planning to beat someone up, he blinked and said, "Well, I just confirmed with my teacher. I can be sure that I will lead the team of Winner College this time."

Zhongchao was stunned: "You are the teams in Vienne Academy led by you?"

Everyone was shocked. What does that mean? It is inevitable that various forces will find ways to join forces at that time, but the quota is limited. Even if they join forces, there will be only a few teams. However, Vinaen Academy has nearly 70 teams! What a huge force it would be if they all united to deal with other teams?

"Hey! Take me with me!" Wuxian came over and poked Wutong: "I'll agree first, I'll talk to your chief team, I won't do the elite team at the second level!"

Although they are all participating teams, the original main leader must be the protagonist of this chief war. Everyone knows the benefits of participating in the chief team. Although the participating teams recommended by other institutions can also participate in the chief war, the level is obviously incomparable to the chief team.

Wutong looked at Wuxian: "Then what are the benefits of me?"

Infinitely angry, he glared at Wutong: "We are all so familiar with each other, so it hurts the feelings of being able to talk about!"

"Don't talk to me about feelings, talking about feelings hurts money!"

Wutong rolled her eyes: "Besides, you also said that it's a train ticket, so it's not a good idea to buy a train ticket?"

Unlimited gritting his teeth: "Then what benefits do you want to bring us?"

"Oh~ I'm so embarrassed to say it's swollen! Just let's just say it's okay!" Wutong looked shy.

Zhongchao suddenly had the urge to beat this guy. When Wutong saw that it aroused public anger, she suddenly looked up: "Bidding! See what you can do, first of all, I only have eight chief teams in my hand, and the elite team has more than 60 places."

""Zhongchao was so stupid that he co-organized with the contestants of the Winner Academy. Is this guy alone fully representative?

A difference of 500 words, I will get 1,000 for free tomorrow.

Zhongchao was stunned: "You are the teams in Vienne Academy led by you?"

Everyone was shocked. What does that mean? It is inevitable that various forces will find ways to join forces at that time, but the quota is limited. Even if they join forces, there will be only a few teams. However, Vinaen Academy has nearly 70 teams! What a huge force it would be if they all united to deal with other teams?

"Hey! Take me with me!" Wuxian came over and poked Wutong: "I'll agree first, I'll talk to your chief team, I won't do the elite team at the second level!"

Although they are all participating teams, the original main leader must be the protagonist of this chief war. Everyone knows the benefits of participating in the chief team. Although the participating teams recommended by other institutions can also participate in the chief war, the level is obviously incomparable to the chief team.

Wutong looked at Wuxian: "Then what are the benefits of me?"

Infinitely angry, he glared at Wutong: "We are all so familiar with each other, so it hurts the feelings of being able to talk about!"

"Don't talk to me about feelings, talking about feelings hurts money!"

Wutong rolled her eyes: "Besides, you also said that it's a train ticket, so it's not a good idea to buy a train ticket?"

Unlimited gritting his teeth: "Then what benefits do you want to bring us?"

"Oh~ I'm so embarrassed to say it's swollen! Just let's just say it's okay!" Wutong looked shy.

Zhongchao suddenly had the urge to beat this guy. When Wutong saw that it aroused public anger, she suddenly looked up: "Bidding! See what you can do, first of all, I only have eight chief teams in my hand, and the elite team has more than 60 places."

""Zhongchao was so stupid that he co-organized with the contestants of the Winner Academy. Is this guy alone fully representative?
Chapter completed!