God-level Teacher Spike System

Jia Siwen smiled and greeted the group of people who were talking to him.

Hearing what he said, the referee's veins were violent, and he regretted inviting Jia Siwen over.

This guy obviously doesn't want to listen to his command, why should he cause such a big trouble for himself?

It's a pity that everyone has already arrived. Now that Jia Siwen is asked to leave, he probably wouldn't want to.

"If you have any dissatisfaction with me, let's speak with strength."

The referee watched Jia Siwen calmly said these words.

Of course he can see the strength of Jia Siwen.

If not, he wouldn't be so calm.

"I don't think this is necessary. If your Excellency is dissatisfied with me, you can talk to my master. You should have seen my master, Bai Ling."

Jia Siwen smiled.

The words are very light, but they put terrible pressure on the referee.

He did not expect such a relationship between the two people.

"She is really your master?"

"She is not my master, can she still be your master? You call her, do you think she agrees?"

Jia Siwen curled his lips silently, no one believed this?

He doesn't understand what the referee means?

Does this think he is not qualified?

"It looks like I have to call out my master to prove my identity."

Jia Siwen suddenly said such a sentence.

He took out his cell phone pretentiously and looked at this action, as if he was really planning to make a call.

The referee's eyelids jumped and quickly stopped.

"It's not necessary. I was just a little curious just now. It's alright. I'm not calling you for this matter."

The referee quickly changed the subject.

Upon seeing this, Jia Siwen retracted the phone impatiently.

Several people beside him watched his movements and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

The original impression of Jia Siwen was not very good, but after this incident, they felt that Jia Siwen was a good person.

"I came to you because I hope you can form a team to participate in the world competition. I have carefully observed that you are all cultivators. The world competition is not a joke. Only cultivators are eligible to participate in this competition.

What the referee said shocked them.

Jia Siwen didn't expect the people in front of him to be so pursued.

He didn't even think about the world competition. The reason why he came to participate in this competition was entirely for the first prize.

Right now, the referee seems to be planning to catch the ducks on the shelves.

"Referee, you need to give us some time to think about the issue you mentioned. We have never had such a plan before."

Someone spoke to the side.

Most of the people present have this idea.

Only a handful of people nodded and agreed to the referee's request.

Listening to what they said, a hint of displeasure flashed in the referee's eyes.

"Are you not so active about winning glory for the country?"

"Referee, what you said is wrong. We are all cultivators. We shouldn't pay too much attention to the world. No wonder you are so old and still walking in the same place. Your idea is wrong. It's impossible for you. Is cultivation just to pretend to be forceful in front of others?"

Jia Siwen's fluttering sentence once again made the coach's face gloomy.

He really regretted bringing Jia Siwen to this place.

This guy did it against him on purpose.

"Do you have any comments?"

"There is no opinion, you have your choice, we have our choice, you can't impose your choice on us, right?"

Jia Siwen replied calmly.

The referee had prepared an impassioned speech, but after meeting Jia Siwen, he really had nowhere to use it.

Seeing that the group of people in front of him were the same as Jia Siwen, he could only wave his hand and disbanded the group.

"wait."

Seeing Jia Siwen who was about to turn around and leave, the referee quickly stopped him.

"What advice does the referee have?"

Jia Siwen looked at him with a smile.

"I just want to ask your master, is he still accepting apprentices?"

The referee touched his nose a little uncomfortably.

He really mustered up the courage to say this.

Among other things, looking at the appearance of the two of them, it can be seen that he is older than Bai Ling.

Although it's good to ask, but his old face really can't let go of it completely.

"I heard you right? You want to be my younger brother? I said that the referee doesn't look at how old you are. You are so old, so let's not think about these useless things. What should we do? Why are you? My master is not willing to talk to you, and you can't see it, so why bother?"

Jia Siwen forcibly endured his smile and persuaded him with all his heart.

He really didn't expect the referee to have such thoughts.

I have to say that this old thing is quite courageous.

If it were him, he would definitely not be able to say these things.

People live a face, he can't afford to lose them.

"I warn you, pay attention to me when speaking. Although I am afraid of your master, I am not afraid of you."

The referee endured too long, and now he got the answer he wanted, and he didn't want to give Jia Siwen any face.

His cold eyes made Jia Siwen a little helpless.

He waved his hand and walked away.

Seeing Jia Siwen's back, the referee's eyes gradually darkened.

...

"Sister Qiao'an, is Brother Siwen really not angry? Why doesn't he answer my call again?"

After Jia Siwen left, Qiao Linlin has been restless.

She tried to contact Jia Siwen, but she never got a response.

Facing Qiao Linlin's question, Wang Qiaoan didn't know how to answer.

She is no better than Qiao Linlin.

The news sent out was all over, if it weren't for Jia Siwen's phone call now, she really would have thought that this person had gone to some no-man's land.

"Don't be too anxious, he is just going to the competition..."

"But it's already ten o'clock in the evening, what game can go to now?"

Qiao Linlin was anxious. The more she thought about it, the more regretful she became. Now she wants to make up but can't get in touch with the person she wants.

"Hey, you..." Wang Qiaoan looked at Qiao Linlin tangledly.

The phone screen suddenly lit up in her hand seemed to hear her inner voice.

Wang Qiaoan quickly connected Jia Siwen's phone, with the joy of the rest of his life on his face.

"What did you do? I called you so many calls."

There was reproach in Wang Qiaoan's words, and Jia Siwen was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that his front foot had just left, and they called again on the back foot.

Unfortunately, he still didn't make a sound.

No, I only saw the call now.

"What happened?"

Li Kang and Zhou Yuman have both solved it, so there shouldn't be any trouble.

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