Chapter 440: Pythia 7 Wastes

At the Pythia Stadium in the afternoon, the shouts of the audience on all sides were like a tsunami.

"Racing King!"

"Racing King!"

The location of the Plato Academy, the blue-eyed girl's smile was warm and sweet, but quickly restrained.

Euclid not far away frowned.

"This boy is a bit of a monster. Is it possible to become the second Aristotle? What if I have not become a sanctuary and he is promoted early, what should I do? Hurry up! I always feel that I forgot Those two things can help me advance to Sanctuary or even legend! Think about it, think about it quickly..."

A few teachers like Ned En and Gregory were happy.

They raised money everywhere before the competition, and bet all of them on Suye's victory. They didn't expect that they would get a huge return so soon.

"Ahem! Gregory, have you bet 50,000?" Ned En suddenly raised his voice and asked loudly.

"Full bet!" Gregory yelled back.

The two stood tall and straightened their chests, looking at the audience.

As long as a very small number of teachers laughed along with them, most teachers and students laughed unnaturally, and even felt a little painful.

Or, some bet too little.

Or, some didn't believe in Su ye at all, and didn't bet on Su ye's ability to become the running king.

This is equivalent to losing hundreds of thousands of Golden Eagles!

Big loss.

Especially seeing Ned En and Gregory's proud looks.

The loss is even greater!

The nobles of Athens stared down blankly, mouthfuls of lemon juice popping open.

Race king, what a great honor!

In the eyes of the Greeks who advocate sports and fighting, every runner is a hero!

The race king is recognized by all of Greece. As long as he is not convicted of blasphemy, even if he betrays the city-state of Athens, the city-state of Athens has to erect a statue of the champion king for Su ye.

statue of champion king,

Not only must it be erected in the city-state, but it will also appear in the Temple of Delphi.

Champion is one of the highest honors in Greece.

As for the overall champion, there has been one in hundreds of years, and it was won by the son of Zeus, so everyone basically pretends it doesn't exist.

In a very ordinary foreign seat, a middle-aged man who is far taller than the surrounding people is sitting there,

He is wearing a hat that covers most of his face. His whole body is sallow and his skin is loose, but his muscles are perfectly proportioned. Even if everyone can see that this person seems to be sick, they can still feel that there is a volcano hidden in his body, ready to go. May explode.

"This kid, I'm still mistaken..." The tall middle-aged man shook his head with a smile.

Su ye walked towards the awarding platform, but after walking for a while, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Looking back, all the players are still running on the field. Occasionally, someone looks over, with extremely complicated eyes, resentment, jealousy, resentment, helplessness, pain, sadness...

Every contestant seemed to have their soul taken away, running like walking dead.

Still very fast, still working hard, but without energy.

Most of the audience on the field were talking.

When the host announced congratulations to Okano for becoming the runner-up of the heavy equipment race, many audience members were stunned for a moment, and then realized that the competition is not over yet!

Eugene followed closely behind and became the third runner-up.

This time, Gerner ran the whole race with his head down and barely entered the quarterfinals with the blood of the God of the North Wind.

At the moment when Gerner crossed the finish line, the host praised kindly: "Let us remember Gerner, he is the only runner who has reached the top eight in all races except Su Ye! He Let us see what is persistence, what is hard work, what is will! Let us cheer for this brave boy!"

"Gerner..."

Many people cheered weakly, as if to save face for the host.

Geerner let out a long sigh, and all the tears were shed, and they stopped.

I don't want others to see what I insist on, I just want others to see my victory!

Eugene came over and patted Gerner on the shoulder.

"Don't be discouraged, you are still double runner-up, and I will be miserable, double runner-up. I just thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure it out. Why is this happening? It's uncomfortable." Eugene said.

"You still have three fighting games tomorrow. Boxing, wrestling and fighting are all your strengths. You still have a chance to win the championship, but I have no chance." Gerner said.

"Didn't you enter the top 64 of boxing and fighting? Your family's Wind Fist has always been very strong. I can only say that it beats you in the first line. In the competition, it is not surprising to lose to you." Eugene said.

"I'm the one who's scared." A look of pain appeared on Geerner's face.

"How could it be? You are a member of the North Wind family, the God of the North Wind is one of the most arrogant gods, how can you be afraid!" Eugene half sympathized and half blamed.

"Being defeated by Su Ye's servants, I'm just discouraged. I'm just sad to be crushed by Su Ye in a running race. But, don't forget, Su Ye also entered the top 64 of the three fighting competitions!"

"He's just a magician, and his fighting ability can't be too strong. I wish I could meet him in a fighting match, beat him to the ground, and avenge the race." Eugene curled his lips, disapproving.

Geerner looked deeply at Eugene, and slowly said: "Just before today, I thought the same way."

Eugene's body shook, his face showed shock, he lowered his head and looked at his dusty feet.

"Yeah, why didn't I think of it. Before today, I thought it was a joke that Su ye's participation in the race was a joke, but now, the reality is like a dragon bumping into us, and then stepping on our backs to leave. You Said, I've changed my mind! I originally thought that Su ye won the gladiator king in Sparta with a miraculous servant, but now, I'm not sure." Eugene's face was serious.

"I don't want to meet him in tomorrow's game." Gerner whispered.

Eugene glanced at Gerner with a gloomy look, and patted him on the shoulder again, with sympathy on his face, wanting to comfort him, but only sighed.

In a race, losing to Su ye is just being surpassed, but in a fighting match, losing to Su ye may mean a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"Trash! It's just like the Seven Wastes of Pythia! Tomorrow, I will break Su Ye's bones with my own hands!" Okano walked by and said.

The two looked at Okano's back.

The back muscles of the silver warrior of the demigod family undulated like a mountain range, exuding a faint luster under the sun.

"After all, he is nourished by the blood of the demigod, and he is the great-grandson of Perseus. His physical condition is too good, and he has a great possibility of defeating Suye. How do you face Okeno?" Gerner said.

Eugene said helplessly: "He has been promoted to silver a long time ago. There is a gap in his rank. He has never challenged him, but I have challenged his younger brother, winning three times and losing two. My so-called victory in battle is only limited to the demigod family. When encountering opponents from the demigod family, there are still more defeats and fewer victories."

"However, after all, you have defeated people from the demigod family many times. For this alone, I admire you very much." Geerner said.

"Don't be too busy admiring it. Let's talk about it after I defeat Su Ye in the fighting match. In case I, like you, is killed by Su Ye, let's dance together in the Aegean Sea." You Jin looked at Su Ye with a sense of loss.

"Let's go, you want to receive the award." Gerner said.

Eugene sighed and walked to the podium.

Looking at the three figures on the podium, Gerner suddenly missed the consolation prize.

Gerner looked at the three people on the podium.

Su Ye, the fourth champion.

Okano, double runner-up.

Eugene, double runner-up.

Geerner secretly breathed a sigh of relief. From this point of view, he is not bad. He is a double runner-up with a consolation prize, and his overall ranking can be regarded as the second place in the race.

Next, as long as he doesn't meet Su ye, he may be among the top three in boxing and fighting.

Gerner suddenly fell into thought.

Why do I feel that I can't win in fighting just because I lost to Su ye in the race?

Why is a warrior afraid of fighting with a magician?

No, it's not my fault, Su ye is too perverted!

He was not the only one surpassed by Su ye.

I won't be the only one who will be beaten up by Su ye tomorrow.

After thinking this through, Geerner heaved a sigh of relief, the sky cleared up and the sun shone brightly.

However, Okano and Eugene looked a little unhappy.

Because according to the usual practice, the runner-up and third runner-up will express their thoughts and spread their reputation in the final reload race. Although it cannot be compared with the champion, it is an all-Greek competition after all, and the runner-up and third runner-up are both excellent results.

However, the host ignored the two of them at all. After hastily awarding them with garlands and silver divine power equipment, he walked up to Su ye and handed out his magic beard.

The host said weakly: "Everyone, this is the fourth time. I have handed out the magic beard to Suye for the fourth time. Gods are above me. I don't want to continue handing it to him! I should apply to the temples. Among the ten competition events, just let Suye wear a magic beard."

The audience watched this scene with a smile.

The nobles in Athens were full of resentment. Since they came to Pythia, they hadn't done anything else, either listening to others cheering for Su ye, watching Su ye's performance, or being framed by Su ye.

Is it the Pythia Tournament or the Suye Tournament?

"However, I would like to present the award to Su Ye, because this is a young man who can perform miracles!" The host said, and presented Su Ye with the regular championship rewards, garlands, trophies, and golden power equipment for the reloaded race. , Shoulders of Valor.

The soldiers looked at the pair of shoulder pads full of envy, like two golden lions lying on their backs. Not only did they have a strong protective ability, but they could also form a sacred barrier to block the enemy at critical moments.

"Then the next thing is the most important ceremony today, the awarding ceremony of the race king."

The host smiled and scanned Okano and Eugene.

The proud son of a demigod family, the supernova of a hero family, hid all the resentment and helplessness in his heart, and walked down the podium in despair.

Gerner breathed a sigh of relief again, fortunately he was not on stage.

Suddenly the audience exclaimed, because a pale white light bridge flew out of the VIP platform and connected to the awarding platform.

An old man in white robes holding a simple scepter and a gorgeous golden crown on his head, stepped on the white light bridge, walked more than ten meters in one step, and walked to the awarding platform in a few steps.

The chief high priest of the Sun Temple, Baengola, is a devout follower of the sun god Apollo.

The host immediately bowed his head and stepped back, standing to one side.

The old man's silver-white hair emitted a strong holy light, as if there was an invisible sun behind his head.

No matter who saw this wrinkled old man, he felt ashamed.

His whole body seemed to be a ray of pure sunlight, and his eyes also seemed to gush with a faint brilliance.

Su ye nodded slightly in greeting.

"Glory to you for bringing surprises to Pythia."

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