Chapter 596 Human ~ Demon Brother

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Although Emmons is an S-class strongman, when he compared himself with these young people back then, he found that he was inferior by countless times in every aspect.

"snort!"

A cold hum sounded, and Anbei Zongxiu, wearing a yin-yang crown and a white hunting coat, landed on the top of a coconut tree. Hua Muying, who was wearing a traditional kimono, was holding a samurai sword with a slightly frightened look in her eyes. She couldn't help but press the handle of the sword and pull it out.

"嚓~"

The snow-white blade looms.

Anbei Zongxiu gently pressed Hua Muying's little hand, bang~, and sheathed her katana.

A flash of red flashed across his handsome white face, and his eyes were no longer calm and gentle, but had a hint of fear and solemnity, and he said loudly: "Night Witch, Ice Queen. I didn't expect that what you are hiding is The strength is so strong. It seems that the origins of the two of you are not simple."

As for Wang Yan, who was sitting in the back seat of the sports car, he was ignored by Anbei Zongxiu. Perhaps in his view, Wang Yan was just a coward hiding behind two women.

He, Anbei Zongxiu, didn't even pay attention to his mere A-level strength.

"Haha, Anbei Zongxiu, aren't you hiding well enough?" Wu Ya'ange curled his lips and said with a sneer, "It is very in line with the style of you Japanese people, hiding your head and showing your tail, and being sneaky."

"Bastard... you!"

Before Anbei Zongxiu could get angry, the maid Hua Muying cast her pretty eyes aside and drew her sword again in embarrassment~Click~The blade was unsheathed, "Night Witch, how dare you insult my young sect leader~~"

A sharp sword energy locked Wu Ya'ange from a distance, as if he drew his sword at each other over a disagreement.

"So what if I'm insulted?" Wu Ya'ange patted her mouth and yawned, "Is it possible that I, Wu Ya'ange, am still afraid of this dead demon? Little sister, let me see how you look. She’s still pretty, but there’s no future for following this shemale, why not switch to Wang Yan’s maid?”

"Um...Sister An Ge, isn't this bad?" Wang Yan touched his nose speechlessly.

"Look at you like that, are you taking it seriously?" Wu Ya'ange cast her pretty eyes sideways, glanced at him angrily and said, "Comrade Wang Yan, think about how pure and simple you were when you first joined the National African Affairs Bureau. You sunny young man. You are so good now that you have learned like this. It is all thanks to those shameless old drivers in the bureau who led you into trouble."

What didn't I say? Wang Yan blinked, with an innocent look on his face.

Fortunately, Wu Ya'ange's words were not heard by other comrades in the National African Affairs Bureau. Otherwise, they will definitely vomit three liters of blood and look up to the sky with a long sigh. From top to bottom in our country, who can be more shameless than Comrade Lao Wang?

"You, you, you are looking for death~" Hua Muying was so angry that her delicate body trembled, and she almost couldn't breathe. With a shake of his hand, the katana turned into a sharp sword energy and slashed towards Wu Ya'ange from a distance.

The sword energy tore through the air and roared.

Wu Ya'ange crossed his arms and curled his lips in disdain.

"enough!"

At this moment, a majestic shout came from the sky.

A bright white magic missile fell from the sky, hitting the sword energy as accurately as a sniper rifle bullet.

"boom!"

The sword energy was blown away by the attack, but the small magic missile was still solid and hit the asphalt road at an unabated speed.

"Crack!"

The missile easily shattered the ground and drilled a hole the size of a basketball, dark and bottomless.

In an instant, everyone looked up. I saw Emmons standing out of thin air in a gorgeous magic robe, and the aura of an S-class powerhouse enveloped the entire place.

With such a strong aura, Super League President Emmons, who had never shown off his power, finally took action. An extremely ordinary magic missile could explode with such terrifying power in his hands.

It can be seen that no S-level strong man can be an ordinary person.

The whole place was silent.

Only then did President Emmons slow down his expression slightly. He twitched the corner of his mouth and snorted: "You brats, do you think that what I say will turn a deaf ear to you? You like private fights, don't you? I will You will all be disqualified from the Youth Congress and deported back to your country, so that you can fight until you have enough."

"Haha, Mr. President Emmons." Wang Yan cupped his hands and laughed loudly, "We and the human demon brother are just competing with each other. There is no other meaning. We will break up now. Human~brother demon, what do you think? Bar?"

Human~demon brother?

Anbei Zongxiu's handsome face turned green. But at this point, he could not be disqualified, so he could only complied with a grimace: "Yes, we are just discussing and discussing, not a private fight."

"It's over." President Emmons waved his hand angrily.

Anbei Zongxiu pulled Hua Muying, looked at Wang Yan coldly and said: "Perform your best, don't even make it to the finals. I, the young master, have a lot of accounts to settle with you."

After saying that, he pulled Hua Muying, her body swayed, and the two of them disappeared without a trace.

"Haha, Brother Ren~Yao, don't worry, I will definitely perform well." Wang Yan smiled and waved goodbye.

"puff!"

Anbei Zongxiu, who was invisible and flew dozens of meters away, almost died from a mouthful of blood. I really want to yell, "Human~Yao brother, Ren is your sister."

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The main venue of the competition is located on the largest volcanic island in this archipelago.

On the island, there is an active volcano, and the smoke is still curling up.

The sky is blue and cloudless, and the sun shines on the deserted beach. Three or two seabirds fly down to the shore, using their claws and beaks to dig through the sand, trying to find some shells, shrimps and crabs hiding in the sand.

The breeze blows, bringing in the salty sea breeze. The entire island is surrounded by blue sea, quiet and relaxing, without any competition from the world.

Suddenly, there was a lively commotion deep in the island.

Several seabirds that were still pecking at the food were frightened and flew away.

Looking in the opposite direction from where the seabirds fled, deep in the island, a majestic white building covering an extremely large area was sitting deep in the steaming jungle.

This white building is the main venue for this global superpower competition.

The venue has a steel frame structure, and its design incorporates the bowl-shaped concept of the ancient Roman Colosseum.

The base of the building, below ground level, is used for players to compete. The side walls gradually rise above the ground, forming a circular grandstand from near to far.

It covers an area of ​​200,000 square meters, is 65 meters high, and can accommodate 50,000 spectators. The overall shape is both traditional and modern, and with the exquisite modern steel frame structure, it looks very beautiful.

Under the bright sunshine, the competition venue standing on the ground looked majestic, like a white steel giant, crawling on the ground. Not far away, it echoes the equally majestic active volcano.

As time passed, more and more people with supernatural powers came to watch the game, and the 50,000 seats inside the venue were quickly filled to capacity.

The competition has strict requirements for contestants, but there are no restrictions on spectators. As long as there is no task in hand and a membership fee is paid to the Global Federation of Abilities, you can come and watch the competition at any time.

For some people with special abilities who lack funds, they can also selectively pay admission to watch on a per-session basis.

Of course, the opening ceremony of this conference has already caused quite a stir in the global superpower community before it even begins.

Firstly, this competition itself is the one with the largest number of participants in history. It can be said that there are many newcomers and strong ones. Second, because of today's market economy, Co-President Emmons has kept up with the times and started marketing early, and the advertising campaign is in full swing.

At this time, the competition has not yet started, and the enthusiastic spectators can no longer contain their excitement.

No, there were some black brothers in the venue who wore bone ornaments on their heads and had totems painted on their faces and bodies. They couldn't wait to play tambourines to boost morale.

The cheerful drumbeat quickly affected the surrounding crowd.

The crowd from Iceland had already clapped and shouted, singing the majestic Nordic war hymn. People in France, Germany, England and other European Union countries have already painted their faces in the colors of the national flag.

The Chinese spectators raised small flags, pulled up slogans and banners, and looked at the red.

The most spectacular area in the venue was the large number of Indian spectators.

There were as many as 5,000 Indian spectators in the stadium. They sang songs collectively and performed a yoga dance with vivid expressions and exaggerated movements on their seats.

Many people present did not understand why Indians always dance before doing anything, and they seem to dance whenever they disagree.

While the Indians started dancing, the believers from the Dark Parliament enjoyed the atmosphere very much. They all put on their black robes and sang endless chants of darkness.

The members of the Holy See of Light sitting directly opposite the Dark Parliament, looking at this, is that okay?

The members of the Holy See of Light immediately put on white ceremonial robes and sacrificial robes, and worshiped the great god directly on their seats.

No matter how much fun these contestants are having, the countries and organizational areas they are in have long been clearly defined and explicitly prohibited, and no other organization spectators are allowed to interfere.

"Beer, drinks, mineral water, peanuts, melon seeds and eight-treasure porridge. Come here, sir, please give me a leg." A sweet voice blew through people's hearts like a ray of breeze in the busy atmosphere of the venue.

A member of the Super Shield Bureau from the United States retracted his legs, looked up, and felt a sweet wind blowing in his heart.

The short-haired girl with an oriental face in front of me, her body proportions and appearance are as exquisite as a Barbie doll, especially the majestic figure under the bikini, at least she must have an E!

The young Super Shield member swallowed his saliva and looked down. The sight of the tight bikini bottoms made his heart beat loudly.

"Huh?" He found that the bikini bottoms had words on the front and back, and they were also labeled in Chinese and English.

"Colorful Healthy Foot Bath Shop?" He read out slowly, and then thought of the girl in front of him. He suddenly felt a warm current rushing to his forehead, and his breathing turned into gusts of hot wind.

"Oh, sir, you are so annoying. We are in a serious business." The short-haired girl smiled coquettishly and scolded. Then he held up the price tag of various snacks in his hand to his chest, "Sir? We have everything."

"What, everything?" The young Super Shield member exhaled heavily, his eyes opening wider and wider as the other party approached.

"That's right." The short-haired girl leaned close to the other person, winked playfully, and said sweetly, "You can also give me a tip, dear."

While speaking, the pair of delicate E's were still in front of each other, shaking intentionally or unintentionally.

"I, I just like you who do serious business! I, I bought them all!" The young member of the Super Shield Bureau, he could no longer pay attention to the exaggerated and shocking prices of snacks. He patted the armrest of the seat and took it boldly. Hand out a wad of bills.

"Wow, sir, you are great." The short-haired girl laughed like a silver bell.

The male friends around me felt their bones brittle after hearing this, and they all took out their banknotes.

"Give me a bag of Chinese peanuts, no, I want ten bags!"

"Give me ten packs of spicy strips!"

While the business at this mobile selling point was booming, at some point, more than a hundred banshees had entered the auditorium one after another holding the same price tag.

"I know these little girls are capable." Off the field, next to the employee aisle, an Oriental woman wearing a silk dress, with a hot figure and charming eyes, folded a folding fan, covered her face and said with a smile, "Looks like the competition is over. My business will go public."

"Sister Cai'er, it turns out that selling things is so fun, we are really going to make a fortune." A blond-haired bikini succubus ran all the way back to the employee passage, bowed to the bustard Cai'er, and asked, "I don't know. It’s sold out, do we still have it in stock?”

"The goods are all in there. It's enough." Cai'er slapped the other party on the butt and signaled the other party to go to work quickly. "Be smart when you turn around and don't let them take advantage of you."

Such disharmonious scenes appeared all over the conference venue. The women's group runs a unique business and quickly earns a large amount of foreign exchange.

On the rostrum, Emmons felt a headache when he saw this scene.

If he could drive out these banshees, he would have started driving them out long ago. It's a pity that as a thousand-year-old banshee, how can Bao Cai'er be like Yi Yi? As a last resort, President Emmons had to pretend not to see it.

For a moment, President Emmons felt really tired. What was a high-end and classy youth conference was turned into a funny competition by Bao Cai'er.

"Sir, do you need peanuts for drinks and snack boxes?" Just when President Emmons was melancholy, a delicate voice sounded in his ears.

"Peanut, you..." President Emmons raised his brows, preparing to scold some little succubus who dared to come to the rostrum to sell boxed lunches. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he was forcefully forced back.

Then he said with a smile on his face: "Haha, Miss Bao, no, Miss Bao? Why are you selling peanuts yourself?"

"I can't help it. It's hard to do business these days, so I have to go out and earn some money to support my family." Bao Caier glanced at him charmingly and said, "What, does the president have any objections?"

"No, no, no, I'm worried about the lack of hospitality at the competition venue." Emmons broke out in sweat and said with a dry smile, "Miss Youbao contracted the drinks and snacks, which really saved me a lot of worry."

"Then why don't you take the lead and buy some?" Bao Caier raised her eyebrows and said, "WeChat payment is supported."

"I'll buy, buy, buy!"

Emmons held a can of "Brave to the End of the World" in his left hand and a pack of salted peanuts in his right hand, watching Baocai'er swaying away. At this moment, my heart was broken, it was dark, it was too dark~

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(I returned home from BJ smoothly, I didn’t need to adjust the time difference, but I had to adjust the temperature difference! Wuxi is too hot...it’s like a stove~woohoo~I’ll start with more than 4,000 words today, and I’ll resume updating no matter what tomorrow~)