Chapter 1859 His Highness the Holy Son Appears
The sentence pattern was very different from what the elders had ridiculed them before, which immediately made the elder of the Sifang Pavilion twitch.
However, afraid of Huo Yichen's identity, he didn't do it again this time.
"The yellow-haired girl with sharp teeth and sharp mouth! No rules and no circles.
The rules you set are not something you can cancel.
Your qualifications for the competition have been cancelled, so pack up and get out of here! "The Sifang Pavilion elder said.
Yun Qingyan took a step forward, "If there are no rules, a circle can't be formed? Well said!
I'd rather ask.
According to the rules set yesterday, the pre-finals will be held at 3:00 in the afternoon. Why don't you change your mind temporarily and have not sent someone to notify the contestants?
Capricious and unbelievable, is this your rule? "
"Hmph." Sifangge elder snorted coldly, "Don't make excuses for your faults.
How come the other contestants have arrived, but you are not? "
"Old man, you are obviously arrogant." Ji Siwen spit angrily.
"It's obviously because you guys changed the game and didn't send someone to notify you, how could it be our fault?
I think you guys just don't want us to play because you're afraid we're going to win. "
"Joke! Will we be afraid of you?" Ji Siwen's words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the honored sons of the upper realms, each with a look of anger.
"Being out of one's own strength, open mouth."
"Just you, we still don't care!"
"Confidence is good.
But blind confidence is a joke. "Sifangge elder sneered," We are the arrogance of the upper realm, and we can shoot you all with a hand.
In this competition, not giving it away is just a passing game, the outcome has already been decided, and some people have no self-awareness at all. "
Yes, Baili Qingxue is very strong, but they... only a Baili Qingxue can make them look at it.
"Great sacrifice, I can't say enough about these rascals. You are the chief referee, so it's up to you to decide." The Sifang Pavilion elder looked at the priest at the front.
Ji Sven and the others were nervous for a while.
Did something go wrong? Before he started to compete with the guys with eyes higher than the top, he was strangled in the cradle.
It's too miserable to die before the apprenticeship is completed, isn't it?
"As early as this morning, I instructed the Paladins to inform you about the change of the game." The head priest in white looked down at everyone, "Since you are late, you must bear the consequences for your own faults."
Yun Qingyan's black eyes shot a cold light, thinking about countermeasures.
If Dianting insisted, they sent someone to inform, but in fact they had nothing to do.
"Hmph. Even the fair and strict court sacrifice adults have spoken, what else do you have to say?" Sifangge elder proudly said.
However, before he could finish speaking, a turbulent sound came from outside the arena.
The priest in white frowned slightly, who would dare to create a commotion in the site of their palace.
"I think there might be some misunderstanding in this." A warm voice came from outside the door.
A young man with silver hair and a delicate and handsome face walked towards the light from outside.
In an instant, it seemed that all the light was converging on him, making it impossible to look away.
"His Royal Highness?!"
There was a burst of excitement in the crowd.
The people in Tianyuan Continent looked happy. In their hearts, His Highness the Holy Son was completely different from the greedy people in the upper realm.
If it wasn't for the proposal of the Holy Son of Temple Court, they probably wouldn't even have the chance to compete with the Upper Realm.
And those heavenly arrogances from the upper realm are also excited one by one.
What is the Holy Son of Sifang Pavilion, the Young Sect Master of Yin-Yang Gate, who is not even worthy to carry shoes in front of the Holy Son of the Palace Court.