The personal security of the beautiful president

At the same time, in the lounge of the ancient country of Japan.

As the leader of the team, Shancheng Hong frowned as soon as he got the list of players from the Dragon Kingdom: "What order is this from the Dragon Kingdom?"

"What's wrong?" Tang Suosi, who was only in his thirties, came over to look at the list.

"You know, Shi Caixuan is the coach of the group arena that Long Guo has been working hard to create in the past month or so. On the contrary, Ding Zhe, who we have been paying attention to, has always been unobtrusive."

"And this time in the group arena, they ranked the coach in the front right from the beginning?"

Shan Chenghong was at a loss.

"Yeah, this thing is really weird."

Tang Suosi said.

On the other hand, a martial artist in his forties who had been closing his eyes to rest, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at Shancheng Hong with a look full of disdain: "Sancheng Sang, you are wrong, in fact, I have always thought that Ding Zhe is their coach."

"As for this little girl, it's just a smoke bomb released by the Dragon Kingdom!"

"Ok!"

The warrior's words immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the lounge.

brush!

Everyone looked at the warrior in his forties.

It turned out that this warrior was none other than the deputy head coach of the ancient Dongying Kingdom.

Cheng Haifeng.

In the team of Dongying Ancient Country.

It can be said that apart from the coach Takemiya Masaki, Cheng Haifeng is authoritative.

Hear him say that.

Everyone sees the fog.

Everyone nodded.

"Senior Cheng Haifeng is right!"

"That's right, Senior Cheng's eyes really shine like torches?"

"Yeah!" Cheng Haifeng nodded, and looked back at the person sitting beside him, a thin and withered one.

Also a martial artist in his forties.

The man's hair is a little bald.

The shoulders are very thin.

Also sitting there with his eyes slightly closed, the person who was far away from him didn't even know whether he was opening or closing his eyes.

This person is no one else.

It is Masaki Wugong, the martial saint of the ancient kingdom of Dongying.

He saw Cheng Haifeng looking at him.

Takemiya Masaki just nodded slightly.

Say no more.

And here Cheng Haifeng turned around and waved to everyone, indicating that everyone can go out to fight.

I don't know at this time.

Suddenly, a man walked in and handed a piece of information to Shancheng Hong: "Team leader Shancheng, this is the latest news about the Wusheng team from the Dragon Country that our local intelligence department has collected..."

"it is good!"

Shancheng Hong took the information and glanced at it, then said furiously: "How unreasonable!"

"what happened?"

Tang Suosi, Gao Shanye, Cheng Haifeng and Takemiya Masaki who were beside him looked at Sanshiro Hong together.

"Look, it's unreasonable, it's unreasonable!"

Shancheng Hong handed the information to Cheng Haifeng: "Damn it, before participating in the Wu Sheng War arena, the Long Guo Wu League organized a crusade against the frontier cults."

"As a result, in that crusade, almost all the candidates of the Wusheng team were seriously injured."

"And the candidate for the head coach of Dragon Kingdom, that is, Ding Zhe, is even more unconscious now..."

"So, now there are only one candidate for the Dragon Kingdom's five-member Martial Saints team that is truly capable of fighting!"

After finishing speaking, Shanshiro pointed to Shi Caixuan who appeared on the big screen in the lounge, and said, "Her!"

"Ok!"

"what!"

"No reason!"

Almost all the people from the ancient country of Dongying showed furious expressions when they heard this.

Everyone felt cheated by Longguo.

Only the thin and withered Takemiya Masaki raised his head, his small eyes shot sharply: "I want to know, what kind of cult can make Longguo pay such a price?"

brush!

Everyone looked at Takemiya Masaki.

During the period, Shancheng Hong picked up the information again and looked through it again: "The Red Sun God Sect in the Desert Province..."

"The leader's name is Li Puze..."

Here, Takemiya Masaki got up and walked in the room with his arms around his shoulders: "Although I have never fought against Ding Zhe, my master has fought against Sword Master Ximenxue..."

He paused at this point.

"Since Ding Zhe came out of the tomb of the living dead, his cultivation level should be no worse than that of Sword Saint Ximen Xue."

Then, Takemiya Masaki turned around and looked at everyone, and said with contempt: "To be honest, this Dragon Kingdom and Dongying Wuji War arena, you and everyone else from Dragon Kingdom are just a display."

"The real opponents are only me and Ding Zhe!"

"And this Li Puze was able to knock Ding Zhe into a coma, which can only explain one problem. This person's cultivation has surpassed the scope of a warrior."

"Do you understand what I said?"

brush!

Takemiya Masaki's words made the lounge quiet.

Every Dongpu warrior's face is full of horror.

During the period, Cheng Haifeng said: "The civilization of warriors in Longguobi still has a long history. In this era, there is still information about immortal cultivators. It is incredible!"

"Yes!"

Takemiya Masaki nodded: "This is also the reason why we are determined to win the Martial Sage Seal this time."

Having said that, he looked at Shancheng Hong and the others: "The plan remains the same, and at the same time plan B will be activated to prevent that if we fail in the group arena, we will not be able to get the Seal of the Martial Sage. If we can't do it clearly, we will use the dark one!"

"Uh!" The female warrior Gao Shanye, who had been silent all this time, glanced at Takemiya Masaki: "Uncle Takemiya, do you think the opponent has only one Shi Caixuan who can fight, can we lose?"

"I don't know, I hope my feeling is wrong."

Masaki Takemiya shook his head, then pointed at Hong Yamashiro: "It's your turn to play, I hope you lose better!"

"What, I will lose!"

A trace of insulted anger shot out from Shanshiro Hong's eyes.

"I've read Shi Caixuan's information, and at most we're right."

Shanshiro Hong said angrily: "How could I lose, Mr. Wu Gong, you underestimate me!"

"Ha ha!"

Masaki Takemiya shook his head: "Not only you will lose, but even Tang Suosi and Gao Shanye will lose to this girl."

Then Takemiya Masaki turned around and glanced at Cheng Haifeng: "You are her opponent."

"Long Kingdom ruled out this formation, clever..."

"Hmph, I won't lose, Mr. Wu Gong, although you have achieved an unprecedented five consecutive victories in the domestic martial arts battle, but don't forget, I am also a martial artist, and I will show you how I can defeat this girl! "

Shancheng Hong was furious, turned around and strode away.

Cheng Haifeng glanced at Takemiya Masaki.

I saw a conspiracy in his eyes.

Almost immediately, he understood.

Masaki Takemiya is using the aggressive method.

But, will Shancheng Hong really lose to Shi Caixuan?

Cheng Haifeng also showed a thoughtful expression, and looked at Takemiya Masaki.

"Even you think I'm using aggressive tactics?"

Masaki Takemiya shook his head.

"Isn't it? Brother Wugong?" Cheng Haifeng said.

"of course not!"

Masaki Takemiya sneered: "My purpose is to let Yamashiro Hongdo unleash some potential, so as to add some chaos to this girl, and at least let her show some real skills."

"As for expecting Shancheng Hong to win this girl, it's simply impossible."

"I hope my hunch is wrong..."