1462: C1462 His Brain Was Turning Rapidly

C1462 His Brain Was Turning Rapidly

As Wu Demon Emperor, Black Mountain Old Demon naturally became the host of the battle.

The rules of the competition were very simple. There were people guarding the ring, and there were people attacking the ring, and they were all willing to do so.

Those who won would receive some rewards.

Whether it was the young demons or the old demons, they could all go up.

As long as they agreed to spar with each other.

The purpose was to celebrate, and most of the time, the purpose of fighting was to show off their skills.

There were very few situations where real swords and real guns were used.

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord smiled. "Drilling Wind, do you want to go up and challenge him?"

Ye Fan shook his head immediately. "Forget it. With my little strength, I won't go and make a fool of myself."

He originally came to Demon Realm with his consciousness, plus his body was injured.

He couldn't participate in the battle at all.

Besides, Ye Fan wasn't in the mood to fight with strangers.

"It's fine if you don't want to fight, but you must participate in the written battle later!"

"Why?"

"Because this year, a special friend will also participate in the written fight. We absolutely can't lose to him. "

"Who?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

"You don't have to worry about it. We just need to win the civil war."

"Let's see how it goes."

After a day of combat.

More than a hundred groups of lesser demons had already decided on the outcome of the battle. Some had gained battle experience, and some had even been taught a lesson in front of the strong in public. There were hundreds and thousands of different things, and they were all different.

And the second day was the written battle.

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord stood on the high platform and revealed a kind smile.

"I am not talented. Last year, I was the one who presided over the literary competition of the Great Peng Clan. This year is the same as before. Looks like it will be another year that will make things difficult for everyone."

When the crowd heard this, they burst into laughter.

As Wen Demon Emperor, Hundred-eyed Devil Lord's words were still very stylish.

At least, it made everyone feel very comfortable hearing it.

Furthermore, there were a lot of meanings that could be expressed with a single sentence.

Obviously, he wanted to tell everyone that the questions this year were still very difficult. Everyone had to be prepared.

The rules of the written competition were even simpler. The qualification to participate in the competition had already been determined.

They were all the young geniuses of the various clans of the Roc Clan.

And if the foreign guests wanted to participate, they had to answer the questions set by Wen Demon Emperor at a fixed time. Moreover, the first three questions would be difficult for those who participated in the competition. This way, they would have the qualifications to compete in the written competition with the Great Peng clan.

It seemed a little harsh.

However, the Great Peng Clan's rewards were also extremely generous, and it was worth it to pay a bit more.

Normally, only seven or eight geniuses could be selected every year.

It was just that last year's questions were too difficult, not a single one.

With Hundred-eyed Devil Lord's strength alone, he had forcefully turned a well-written battle into an internal battle of the Roc Clan.

This caused many people to have some negative comments about him.

However, it seemed like he still didn't want to change his style this year, and would persist in creating problems.

Actually, he didn't want to either. It was just that in these two years, an unexpected guest had come to participate in the pageant.

He absolutely couldn't let him show off, otherwise, the face of the Great Peng Clan, and even the entire Demon Realm would be thrown away.

"Everyone, relax! Being able to answer was fate. If not, then accumulate a bit more! First of all, we need to choose some demons that can participate in the literary competition. Everyone can participate in the questions. "

Everyone silently nodded and waited in anticipation.

No one had thought of plagiarizing anything.

After all, without real materials, they would still be eliminated in the next round. They might even make a fool of themselves.

However, no one was willing to lose face in such an occasion.

Ye Fan watched from the side with interest. He did not know what kind of question he would come up with that would be difficult for tens of thousands of people.

Then, Hundred-eyed Devil Lord waved his hand.

A golden talisman appeared in the sky. It slowly changed, and finally turned into a piece of paper that looked like the Imperial Ranking List.

"Those who want to try it can go on stage now."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Several figures flew over from the stands.

Each of them was handsome and handsome.

"This year, the violet-clothed brother appeared again?"

Everyone was shocked when they saw the familiar figure.

"Holy shit! He is a fierce person. Last year, he only needed three breaths to answer the last question. Everyone felt sorry for him."

"Brother Ziyi, you have to work hard this year!"

Many people were cheering for this person.

Ye Fan shifted his gaze and discovered that this person was extremely delicate. His skin was tender and smooth, and he gave off an extremely feminine feeling.

Uh...

For this kind of man.

Ye Fan had never had a good impression of him. He was like a second chair.

"Demon Lord, let's start answering the questions." Ziyi revealed a confident smile.

He believed that this year's questions would not be difficult for him.

"Wait a moment."

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord looked at Ye Fan and kept blinking, signaling him to come down quickly.

Ye Fan felt helpless.

He could only slowly walk down from the stands.

But the stands were extremely high, with a total of a hundred steps.

He needed time to go down too.

Everyone followed Hundred-eyed Devil Lord's line of sight and forgot about it. They discovered that he was waiting for a young man.

More importantly, he was still walking down.

The people here were all great demons and famous demons.

Who didn't know how to fly?

Which one of them could walk up the stage?

Isn't this too uncool?

"Demon Lord, are you waiting for him? He seems to be a bit disrespecting civil war." Purple Dress frowned slightly.

The Demon Lord hurriedly explained, "No, he's just used to walking, and his temper is also rather slow. Let's wait a little longer."

Devil King Roc and Tang Lei looked at each other on the high platform, not understanding what was going on.

"What is Always Drilling Wind doing? Is he going to mess up our pageant?"

Tang Wei quickly explained, "Father, second uncle, Always Drilling Wind is seriously injured and cannot fly, so..."

"Then what are you doing here? Hurry up and help Always Drilling Wind onto the arena!" Tang Lei glared at him and said.

"Oh, oh, oh, okay."

Tang Wei quickly flew to Ye Fan's side and dragged him to the arena.

"Brother, if it's not convenient for you, just tell me. I can help you."

Ye Fan said lightly, "Humanities are light. This is a kind of training for myself. I wanted to walk down the hundred steps, but I did not expect to be broken by you."

"Then I'll carry you back?"

"Forget it, forget it! Pretending to do it on purpose is against my conscience. It's better to prepare to answer the questions."

"Un! Do your best, I have faith in you."

Tang Wei left.

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord looked at Ye Fan with a smile that was not a smile.

He really had the ability to act cool.

If he couldn't fly when he was injured, then he could say that he was injured.

And you're even f * cking training me? Why didn't I see you training me in the past?

However, Zi Yi didn't know what was going on. Without realizing it, she looked at Ye Fan a few more times.

"Demon Lord, let's begin."

"Alright!"

Everyone was endlessly shocked.

"Did you guys notice? Hundred-eyed Devil Lord seems to value him very much."

"Could he be the dark horse of this year?"

" Hehe, I think it's going to be interesting. I wonder who is stronger between him and the purple-clothed brother! "

At this moment.

The paper in the sky suddenly flashed with a bright light.

The light dispersed.

A row of words appeared on the paper. The question was very simple.

He thought it would take a lot of effort.

He didn't expect it to be all very simple questions.

Ye Fan was not in a hurry to answer the questions. Instead, he looked around to see the reactions of the others.

They were as if they were facing a great enemy and began to think hard.

Only Zi Yi was slightly more relaxed, but her brows were still tightly knitted.

Sigh.

Asking me to do such a simple question is really a huge cannon shot for mosquitoes, nuclear bombs for birds, four King Kong sweeping the floor, marble for pickled vegetables tanks - - it's a waste of talent.

Because this is not a literary topic at all, but a brain matter turning rapidly.

"The first question: What are you afraid of the most, cloth and paper?"

"F * ck! The questions this year are so simple?"

"Paper and cloth are naturally most afraid of fire. A fire can burn any piece of paper into ashes."

"If I had known earlier, I would have gone up to answer the questions."

"No, no, no, your thinking is too simple! If it was popular, how could it be used as an introductory question? I think it should be dye. The original color of the cloth was white. The original color of the paper is also white. However, through dye, they can be dyed into various colors. Don't tell me they aren't afraid? "

" F * ck! A single sentence woke up the person in the dream! Brother, you're so talented."

" Hehe, average! If it wasn't for the discomfort today, I would have gone up to answer the questions a long time ago."

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord smiled. "Everyone, quickly write down the answers, or else it will be time."

The three questions were separated.

Each question only had ten breaths of time to think and write.

What they were competing against was a temporary reaction.

Ye Fan smiled. "I am not in a good condition, so I will tell you the answer directly. How about it?"

"Sure!"

The others wrote down the answer on the paper. They could not see each other, but only Hundred-eyed Devil Lord could see it.

Ye Fan said lightly, "My answer is, cloth is afraid of ten thousand, paper is afraid of ten thousand."

The moment the answer came out.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Haha, what are you talking about?"

"What the hell is ten thousand? What if it's a ghost? He's playing a homophone here? "

" What a big idiot. To think we had high hopes for him. "

...

Ye Fan's mouth twitched when he heard everyone's disdain.

He wasn't afraid of demons, he was just afraid of demons being thick-skinned.

What the f * ck?

He had already announced his correct answer, yet they still hadn't reacted?

Ye Fan was furious.

He pointed at the people who said they were afraid of fire and said, "What do you know!? You are afraid of fire? If the answer is that you are afraid of fire, you will answer it? Any random three-year-old kid would know how to do it. "

" Also, the one who said he's afraid of dye, you're a retard! "

"Dyes can make fabric and paper in all sorts of shapes and colors. Why would they be afraid of dyes?"

"You're so f * cking ugly. You even know how to wear colorful clothes to decorate!"

"Can't you just wear cloth and paper? Are you afraid of your own clothes? Stupid thing. "

His words made many people furious.

One of them stood up and tried to defend himself.

"There are good and bad dye. The cloth and paper are afraid that they will be dyed ugly. Is there a problem?"

Ye Fan smiled coldly." Sigh! Normal people either open a door or a window. You, why did you close them all?"

" It's fine, I don't blame you! If you want to blame someone, blame the heavens for being unfair to you."

"Are you insulting me?" This person's face was ashen, clearly about to get angry.

"I don't dare to insult you, I'm afraid that your brain will infect me!"

Ye Fan continued, "You said you're afraid of dyes. Then why did I say I'm afraid of dyes? No matter how good the dyes are in the hands of an immature master, they will still be dyed a flower."

"According to your thinking, cloth and paper will be afraid of countless things. Is there a correct answer?"

"Not only do you have to think of an answer for the questions, but you also have to make the answer clear. Your point of view clearly doesn't make sense."

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