Before they could speak, people above the Martial Saint level in the room were stunned.
"Ah, just put the brand on me. I am a pregnant woman, and the other party must think that I am the least likely." Bai Ye winked at everyone: "What do you think?"
"You can do this. Everyone knows that you are unable to move. It is really hard to play. No one can think of the brand as you will put it on."
Fu Sheng reacted and silently explained to others with his mouth: There is someone outside the tent!
"Oh~ So that's it, so do it?" Qiao Yu, who advanced to the early stage of Martial Saint, said in a very profound way.
Baili Hongzhuang slapped the table and said, "That's it! The discussion is over!"
The man hid behind the tent and smiled gloomy and it took no time to get it, and it was really fast!
He looked around and saw that no one was around, so he flashed and left quickly.
"You believe this? What an idiot." Xingchen opened the folding fan and rolled his eyes while slutting.
"Okay, we can talk about it well! I have an idea."
Bai Ye narrowed his crescent moon eyes and hooked his little finger at everyone. A group of people gathered into a circle.
After a whisper, everyone's cunning eyes fell on someone...
Before entering the Mian Forest, someone issued license plates to all applicants at the entrance, and would directly paste them with rubber leather behind each team member.
The selection of team members who take the sign must be fixed and is prohibited from passing it to others, so it must be reported to the supervisor's election officer in advance.
All teams cannot simply grab the sign, and at the same time they must tear off the opponent's license plate for inspection when submitting it.
The supervisor took the note handed over by Bai Ye, and compared the words on it to glance at the license plate behind them. When he found the corresponding candidate, he was suddenly shocked, afraid that someone would find him and quickly withdrew his gaze.
This team is really... bold!
"Brother, did you see it? Teacher Lin was right. It must be on that bitch, otherwise how could the supervisor be so surprised!" The person who spoke was one of the followers behind the man Yuguan.
"Hmph! Fight with me, they are too young!" The man with Yuguan laughed awkwardly: "Everything is aimed at that woman! Remember for me, not only do you want to get the license plate on her body, but also kill the little bastard in her belly!"
He pursed his lips viciously and stroked the bandaged left eye: "I dare to almost blind the prince's eyes, so she could see her child aborting, in great pain, and then die again!"
"Yes, brother!"
"Prince Molan, please remember and don't call me Teacher Lin again! If someone finds out that he participates in the competition in an impersonation, our kingdom will forever lose the qualification to participate and will become a sinner forever!"
The tall and thin man who spoke was nervous. He was the one who inquired about Bai Ye's team's license plate hiding the team members for them in the morning. He was also the mentor of the man Mo Lan, a jade crown, and the strongest man at the peak of the Martial Saint.
"I know, I know, I'm long-winded!" Mo Lan put his nose in disgust and lined up in line to enter the Mian Forest.
Di Yun stood by the entrance and looked at Bai Ye with his eyebrows slightly frowned: "Be careful."
"It must be, you can wait for me to come back here." Bai Yeming smiled.
The competition brings together experts from all countries and forces. In order to avoid friction and trigger war, the phenomenon of harming people's lives is not allowed to occur. Otherwise, they will be expelled from their own country and let them die.