I run faster than my teammates

Chapter 230 Competition
Zhu Yu and the others arrived just in time, it happened to be the last day of registration deadline for the Gate of Life and Death Games, and the first match would start tomorrow.What's disturbing is that the Gate of Life and Death Sports Games limited the participants to the competition, and their strength must not exceed that of masters. That is to say, Zhu Yu and others who went up the mountain were not suitable. Master Chang Hong was at the seventh level, Master Fang Chengfeng was at the third level, and the four Master level master.

Zhu Yu was helpless, so he had no choice but to ask Chang Hong to go down the mountain and bring a master of the guard camp up the mountain.When everything was settled, it was getting late, and everyone had to rest and wait for the start of the next day's game.

The Dojo of the Gate of Life and Death occupies an extremely large area, and there are hundreds of quiet rooms in the accommodation area reserved for tourists alone.At night, Zhu Yu sent someone out to go around, but he was dizzy and couldn't find anything, let alone find the murderer of Xiao Bailong.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, the melodious bell rang, and then a Taoist from the Gate of Life and Death shouted there with a loudspeaker: "Attention, contestants, attention, contestants, there is still one hour before today's competition starts!" , please get ready to enter as soon as possible!"

As soon as the bell rang, it seemed as if some mechanism had been opened in the Gate of Life and Death Dojo. The silence turned into a hustle and bustle. People came out from every corner and rushed to the arena.

Relying on the nameplate, Zhu Yu and his party rushed over smoothly. There were many people rubbing shoulders along the way, and the chaotic sound was like countless flies flying around.Zhu Yu was so annoying, Fang Chengfeng was still adding to the chaos.

"Your Highness, those are the Dancang Shuangxias, those are the Four Heroes of Emei, those are the Seven Heroes of Mobei, those are the Six Monsters of Jiangnan, those are..."

"Okay! I know you know a lot. You have been in the rivers and lakes for a few years, and you have seen a lot, but I am puzzled. I am a **** king. I am here to kill people! I am not here to make friends. Why are you telling me this? You tell him! Let him know who he is going to face."

Zhu Yu's anger was well-founded, Fang Chengfeng lowered his eyebrows and did not dare to refute, he repeatedly admitted his mistake, and then called the master of the guard battalion to come over.

The number one master of the guard battalion——Zhang Da Ma Bang, a ninth-level psychic master.

"Ma Bang, you have to be careful not to pull, not to pull, not to pull, not to pull, not to pull..."

"Director Fang, please call me Zhang Da."

"Okay Ma Bang, Ma Bang, listen carefully, don't pull, don't pull, don't pull..."

Fang Chengfeng carefully told Zhang Dama to stick it out. At this time, everyone also rushed to the arena, the players entered the arena, and the audience entered the auditorium.

A large platform with a square shape is surrounded by gradually higher steps. The steps are wide and spacious, and the audience sits on it.

clang clang!
When the gong sounded, a Taoist priest from the Gate of Life and Death walked to the middle of the platform, held up a trumpet and said, "Hey, hello, hello, is there a sound? Oh, there is sound, er, let me say a few words about this! The Gate of Life and Death has been held over the years. In the sports meeting, one does not seek fame or money, it is only to create a fair, open and just competition platform for everyone. In the spirit of friendship first and competition second, we strive to break the limit, in order not to pull... ..."

This Taoist talked a lot of nonsense, and he spit out more than three catties before he stopped his speech, "I will announce that the 120th Seventh Sports Meeting of the Gate of Life and Death will officially begin!"

clap clap clap...

ok, ok...

The sparse applause and applause made it neither embarrassing nor embarrassing.The Taoist didn't take it seriously, he left the stage and gave the trumpet to another Taoist.

Good guy, the person who took the trumpet got excited and said loudly: "I always think that we learn high-level spells to break the shackles on ourselves, not to be brave..."

"Shut up the fuck! Is it over? Haven't you started yet?" A certain county king protested with his real name.

A bunch of booers followed, the Taoist sneered, and said something calmly. After he said these words, everyone was really convinced, and no one made trouble anymore.

The Taoist said: "You feel your conscience and say, who can't write a hundred and eighty chapters before and after the martial art competition? There is too much nonsense, and the number of words is outrageous. A competition venue describes three chapters and two chapters, and a competition opponent Describe ten chapters and eight chapters. A dead-on-the-job has two or three chapters. A game process. If you can finish writing in two sentences, you must write 30 chapters. Write a chapter for a skill! I can guarantee our [-] days. The two chapters of the game are over, do you still think I talk too much nonsense?"

Seeing that no one said anything, the Taoist said with satisfaction: "Since no one has any objections, then I will continue to say a few more words. Wrong comparison, comparison, comparison, damn, makabaka..."

After talking nonsense for a while, the Taoist finally raised his hand and said, "The following is the first competition at the opening of this sports meeting. A total of 170 people signed up for this competition. No. 1 rewards the qualification to participate in the exploration of the small world, and No. 2 rewards 3 high-grade spirit pills. The No.[-] Grand Prize is fifty top-grade spirit pills! I announce that the competition has officially begun!"

Everyone stretched their necks to look into the arena. Someone used the spell of mirror image to zoom in on the scene on the field. A bunch of contestants gathered in front of a sign and sighed, each of them showing embarrassment.

Zhu Yu asked curiously: "What are they embarrassing? Why aren't they competing yet? Let's fight, pretend, and get passionate!"

Fang Chengfeng endured the pain of facial muscle twitching, and broadcast the details of the game to Zhu Yu.

The first game of the Gate of Life and Death: Shit competition.

Within 10 minutes, the contestants pull out enough shit to advance to the next stage if they exceed the score line, and they are selected layer by layer until the final sixteen are determined.The top sixteen contestants will have an afternoon to eat and drink, and then the final battle in the evening. Whoever can fill the prescribed container within 10 minutes will win the final victory.

Note: Participants are not allowed to use any mana, and those who violate the rules will be disqualified from the competition.

Zhu Yu looked at the tank-sized containers on the edge of the field, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Fang Chengfeng fell into deep thought.

Chang Hong was lost in thought.

In the huge auditorium, hundreds of thousands of people fell into deep thought.

The competition was held as scheduled, and in the final first shit competition, a fool from the Dajiang Gang won the championship. The Dajiang Gang obviously came prepared. Their contestants weighed more than 800 catties, and the pants they wore could be changed into two Sheets.This kind of person can eat and pull, and it is not surprising that he can fill a large water tank.

The first day of the competition ended so uneventfully. Those who participated in the competition and those who did not participate in the competition were silent.

In Zhu Yu's quiet room that night, Zhang Dama said shamelessly: "Your Highness, this subordinate has shamed you and failed to achieve the results you wanted. This subordinate really doesn't have that much shit."

Zhu Yu waved his hands pretending to be generous and said: "Hey, forget it, the world is impermanent, the large intestine wraps the small intestine, the small intestine wraps the feces, and once you pull your pants, no one can guarantee that you will be better than others when it comes to shit... I He can't take it anymore, what kind of bullshit competition! Could it be that he is playing tricks on me!"

"Don't panic, Your Highness, I have important information!"

(End of this chapter)