Chapter 1195

walked toward the viewing seats closest to the platform and sat down.

The remaining time was left to these young practitioners.

The top practitioners from major forces who arrived later all sat here,

nodding friendly when they saw Li Yao and the others come over.

When Li Yao sat down,

a hand immediately reached out from behind, holding a pen.

Li Yao turned his head.

A shy, sweet girl, her "Karslan" eyes blinking non-stop.

"Please, Big Boss Li Yao, sign an autograph for me!"

"Uh..." He really hadn't encountered this kind of scene.

He took the paper and pen and wrote his name casually.

"Eh, Big Boss Li Yao's handwriting is so ugly!" The sweet girl's face seemed to be printed on the paper, "But I like it so much!"

"Uh..."

The people behind saw this scene and couldn't sit still.

Those with paper took paper; those without took off their equipment and handed it to Li Yao.

"Big Boss!"

Li Yao didn't know how to respond for a moment.

It was Shi Kangshun beside him who coughed twice and said in a friendly way:

"It's Freshman Competition time now, shall we watch the match first?"

"Li Yao is not a celebrity; he is the referee of this competition, so please do not disturb him."

Everyone thought that made sense,

and plus, the person speaking looked like a big shot,

so they stopped disturbing Li Yao and sat back to watch the match honestly.

Behind the group, a young girl witnessed this scene the whole time.

Jiang Ningyu, relying on her excellent appearance

and innate coquettishness,

had finally managed to grab such a front-row position.

She sat there in the back, watching Li Yao being revered by thousands.

Any single person next to Li Yao was a big shot that even their Southwest Martial University principal would have to treat with respect!

Yet Li Yao could talk and laugh among them.

Jiang Ningyu felt as if she had lost her soul.

If...

if we hadn't broken up back then,

could I also be sitting next to Li Yao, enjoying the attention of thousands?

Regret was like a giant beast, constantly tearing at Jiang Ningyu's heart.

For someone as vain as her,

to have such honors within reach but lose them because of herself—

this feeling was more painful than killing her!

And the bullet comments on her phone were even more soul-crushing.

Li Yao appeared in the camera lens,

and this massive traffic also brought some people who knew the inside story.

"Isn't this the streamer's ex-boyfriend?"

"Did they have a falling out? Why are they so far apart?"

"What's going on? The small streamer I follow had dealings with Li Yao before!?"

"Hahaha! Looks like she's still keeping her family in the dark! Let me tell you in detail."

Jiang Ningyu looked at these bullet comments, lost her mind for a moment, and directly closed the screen, ending the live stream.

She stared blankly at Li Yao's back for a long time without a word.

After a long time,

as if she had come back to her senses,

she hurriedly opened the live stream,

trying hard to put on a sweet smile:

"Family, the internet was lagging just now. Let me show you the Freshman Competition!"

Money still had to be made.

At this time,

all participating practitioners were already standing on their respective platforms,

vigilantly watching all the practitioners around them.

Each of them wore a Jingyu-made bracelet.

If their health dropped to 20%, they would be automatically teleported off the platform and eliminated.

Injuries, even broken hands or feet, were fine;

there was a team of Jingyu's most professional healing students outside the arena.

As long as they didn't die, any injury could be restored to its original state in a short time.

Only if a 【Fatal Strike】 effect was dealt could they not be cured.

This was also the only rule for the first round of the Freshman Competition:

it was forbidden to intentionally attack vital points to trigger a 【Fatal Strike】.

Jingyu had spiritual items to repair such injuries, but they couldn't afford such waste.

As the referee,

in the first round of selection,

Li Yao's main task was to observe the four platforms; once he discovered a practitioner intentionally attacking vital points,

he would first stop them, and second, declare them directly eliminated.

If the situation was serious and they were malicious,

they would be sent directly to the Law Enforcement Bureau, with no tolerance!

Seeing that everyone was ready,

Li Yao tapped a few times on the tablet in his hand.

Every practitioner on the stage received information from their bracelet.

The competition officially began!

"Boom!"

The sound of skills exploding rang out.

A hundred-person melee!

Countless skills were intertwined.

If it were an ordinary platform, it would probably have been blasted to powder in the first moment.

The sea of people in the audience seats watched, their blood boiling.

This was a clash of the Dragon Nation's top Tier Three practitioners!

When could one see such a scene on a normal day!?

The ordinary people were even more dazzled.

A faint voice sounded in Li Yao's ear:

"The young man our Chief General thinks highly of is not in an optimistic situation."

Li Yao turned his head; an old man beside him was looking at him with a smile.

Shi Kangshun whispered in Li Yao's ear:

"The person in charge of the Magic City Martial Academy this time, Jia Yeshuo, hehe, you kid targeting their students like this, I guess he doesn't like you very much."

Hearing this, ===== CHAPTER 1197 =====