() "Hahaha, who said the Wen family has no outstanding talents? I found one. I plan to take the child away in two days." Han Fei laughed proudly.

Fan Jinbao was stunned. The two of them had been fighting for thousands of years and knew each other very well. Seeing Han Fei's expression, he lied. If he had a child, he was so respected by Han Fei. He must be very outstanding. He is definitely the top talent in the fairy world continent.

Damn! This old guy is lucky. He hasn't met a good disciple for thousands of years, but this time he actually met him.

Not good! In this way, he will win the bet between the two. Wouldn't Ziji lose face?

As great mentors, they did not go out to stroll around casually, but had reasons that they could not say. "The novel chapters. They were going to recruit direct disciples. Even if they fought for thousands of years, they were still the students they had trained over the years, and they were anxious that they had not been able to cultivate amazing talents.

So one day half a year ago, they met and brigadeed to see who found the direct disciple first and cultivated the direct disciple into a stunning talent. Both of them found the direct disciple, and then waited for five years to go to Jinhang for a game and decided to win or lose.

The two mentors have not had a heavy bet, but they are very embarrassing. Who lost and went to the Immortal World Capital to sweep the toilet for 50 years? It is the most prosperous metropolis in the core of the Immortal World. Sweeping the toilet there is definitely a weird job. It is embarrassing not to be tired.

So the two of them have been traveling to the Immortal World Continent since half a year ago, looking for suitable disciples everywhere, because they were taking each other and trying to monitor each other. In the end, they chased each other and kept separating them. One came here and the other must have arrived later, and they didn't want the other party to snatch the best disciples away.

Fan Jinbao was panicked and didn't even bother to quarrel with Han Fei. He asked anxiously: "Who is that child? Where is it? Let me see it? Didn't lie to me!"

Han Fei didn't even look at him directly, and the old god snorted. The meaning was very obvious. Are you talking nonsense? How could I tell you the disciple I discovered? Could you tell me?

"Old Han, you are talking! Let me see the child and help you check it out. What if you miss it?" Fan Jinbao didn't care about Han Fei's face and asked even more eagerly.

"The weasel wishes the chicken a New Year." Han Fei snorted and hummed.

Fan Jinbao personally brought him tea and water, but he was still too arrogant to take care of him.

Wen Tianzheng and the elder sat aside, and the smile on his face became stiff. Although he had been with the two for a few days, every time they were bickering, it was their most painful moment. It would be even more painful to persuade him not to sit here. If he hadn't seen these two people, no one would have believed that the two great mentors were such naughty people.

As the noise was happening, a gong suddenly came from below. After the last pair of competitions, one young man narrowly won, but he was extremely dangerous to cut off the arm of another young man. He fainted at that time and immediately sent him to the Imperial Hospital for emergency treatment.

The staff quickly packed up the venue and circled an empty space in the stadium. An old-fashioned host walked to the venue, holding a trumpet and shouted: "The first five finals ended, and now it's an intermission... During the intermission, we arranged a wealth of performance programs for everyone. First, ask the bicycle performance team to play..."

People are old and their speeches are even less beautiful. The opportunity to create an atmosphere is in vain. There are thousands of people in the stands who can watch him, and there are very few people who listen to him. No wonder the entertainment life here is not rich, and the people here are all too old-fashioned, and they only practice and practice all day long...

The host retreated to the sidelines, but he didn't wait for the cycling team to perform as he said for a long time. Instead, a pleasant music sound came from the backstage, which suddenly overwhelmed the audience and attracted everyone's attention. This music had never been heard before, but it made people feel excited. The sound of the music was just a simple piece of music that was repeated over and over again, but it made people's emotions keep rising.

If Chinese people hear this music, they must be very familiar with it. They listen to "Welcome Jinhang Song" countless times every year.

It was Liang Yong who came up with such an idea. When he found out that he was such a dry male host, he felt cold. Letting this old man play will only make the midfield a real rest, and no one will notice the performance of the venue. Even if the cycling team will finally attract everyone's attention, the early stage will be well laid, and the effect will be greatly affected.

However, it is too difficult for such a short shijian to create a stunning appearance. In a hurry, Liang Yong can only borrow "Welcome Jinhang Song". This rhythm is short and exciting, so everyone can perform it after rehearsing it for urgently.

So when the host was still on the court, Liang Yong gathered Li Yanran, Long Wu and others who came together, and each arranged an instrument to make a jinhang ensemble. With just a few beats, Liang Yong demonstrated it, and everyone played it with their familiar instruments. The first time was a little strange, and the second time came. Not only did the music be excited, but the person who played it was also infected, and his emotions were very mobilized and became excited.

After three minutes of jinhang song, Liang Yong played the loudspeaker and walked towards the venue. Li Yanran and him walked side by side, but played the guzheng. Ten people walked into the venue one by one, marching around the venue while playing.

There is no need for any preaching, but the exciting music attracts everyone's attention. It has always been so nice music that it is not complicated, simple and easy to learn but can easily mobilize people's emotions. This is the true meaning of music. Han Fei and Fan Jinbao immediately stopped making noise, pricked up their ears to listen, and then saw Liang Yong and others appear, and they all saw an excited light in their eyes, and they all recognized Liang Yong.

By relying solely on Liang Yong's ability to play such wonderful music, they looked at Liang Yong a little more.

After Liang Yong and they walked around, they stood in line on both sides of the entrance, with music constantly and the bicycle team officially appeared. After such a rendering, few people on the scene were not watching here.

The first one to appear were two male players. They rode their bicycles and entered the field quickly, with a colorful flag tied to the back seat of the car. As their bicycles sped, the colorful flags fluttered, which was very gorgeous. They showed speed, and the wide field just allowed the bicycle to fully release the speed. After they pedaled with all their strength, the speed reached more than 60 kilometers per hour. Only then was the speed of the fairy world like lightning, and the horses were so fast.

"Ah!" the audience exclaimed.

"This is Shime taming beast, it actually has such a fast speed?"

"How did I tame it? I don't look like a beast?"

Following the doubts and discussions of the crowd became louder.

"I think this is what they call a bicycle! It is said that it is made of metal. Meiyou has been processed by the weapon refiner without yidian magic. Ordinary people can easily use it, reaching such a high speed..." Someone had heard of Hongyu and the others' publicity before after visiting Ninth Street, and at this time he took it out to show off.
Chapter completed!