Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

Fang Zhixin raised his eyebrows in surprise: "This style doesn't seem like the work of the Star League."

As we all know, the Star League adheres to the principle of playing badly and pretending to be dead, and remains indifferent to many matters. Today's announcement actually took the initiative to invite all major forces to gather.

Something fishy.

"This rule seems to allow everyone to demonstrate their strength, but in fact it is vaguely pointing the finger at us." Zhong An thought thoughtfully.

For those who want to become famous, the best way is to challenge the number one. Those who are not convinced will also choose to challenge them.

Whether you are unwilling to give in or simply want to show yourself, Blue Star will be a perfect opponent.

Their massive points are like a huge cake at this moment, making others salivate.

Finally, Fierlen and the others will definitely not be content with the status quo. If they make another move...

Several people sighed in unbearable pain.

It is foreseeable that the whole situation will be as chaotic as a pot of mushy eight-treasure porridge, which is difficult to handle.

Du Ruo puffed up her cheeks and said, "I'm not afraid of being challenged, but a round-robin battle is too much."

Fang Zhixin crossed his arms and said, "I'm not afraid of a round-robin battle, but it's too much to plot against us."

Ignoring Fang Zhixin's scholarly behavior, Du Ruo's eyes lit up: "Yes, you have unlimited spiritual power, so you can fight alone."

"Me alone?! Even the capitalist's donkey wouldn't dare to order me around like this." Fang Zhixin's eyes widened, his ahoge standing up in fear.

Zhong An thought it was a good idea.

"We can consider it, but we can't follow the league's thinking. Passive defense is not our style."

Fang Shaoli's eyes lit up, as if he understood something.

"You mean, we should take the initiative and attack Wei to save Zhao?"

"We go and fight them, win all their points, and start the decapitation operation, is that what you mean?" Lu Yuan asked.

Zhong An nodded: "The rules don't restrict us from challenging others, right?"

Fang Zhixin understood immediately: "I will guard our place, and you go to target other people's places. As long as someone wants to form a group to use a round-robin battle to consume us, you can directly go and poke their lair. The main point is whoever hits me, I will hit him, and I have a clear distinction between love and hate!"

Zhong An smiled faintly: "That's right."

Bai Yuefeng laughed, and suddenly felt that things were getting fun.

"Fang Zhixin defends the city, and the rest of us go expand the territory. Perfect."

Several of them had a look on their faces that showed they were not easy to mess with. Ming Mo, who was standing aside, remained silent, but suddenly felt that he should light a candle for the players who were planning to target these people.

A moment of silence for him.

"Let's go. Zhang Kai and the others have also sent me a message. The task that the fortune tellers asked us to do has been completed. Abra is fine. It seems that Tianquan has given up hunting Abra."

As he spoke, Lu Yuan stepped onto the warship. When he found that there was no movement, he turned around and looked at the reluctant people.

"I will set it to autopilot this time, so you can sleep peacefully."

"Great! Long live Lu Yuan!"

Fang Zhixin raised his hands excitedly, took a few steps over the stairs, rushed into the room inside the battleship, threw himself on the soft bed, and lost consciousness three seconds later.

Fang Shaoli, who came to see the situation, laughed and closed the door carefully. They returned to their respective rooms, closed their eyes and enjoyed the long-lost sleep.

The battleship set sail smoothly, its dark blue tail slowly crossing the dark universe, following the peaceful route to the grand finale of the Interstellar League.

Where there is a beginning, there must be an end. The magnificent experiences, the unforgettable stories, and the regrets of disappearance and departure, all of these will always have an ending, either exciting or peaceful.

The interstellar league caused by this shocking bug has also entered its final stage.

“In the end, you will have to choose to be a spectator and witness history, or jump into the arena, walk with those powerful ones, and become a shining gem for the world to see.

Qingsong, which one do you think is better? "

Hearing the questions from his law enforcement colleagues, Qingsong unconsciously looked out the window at the vast universe.

Compared to this vast sea of ​​stars, human existence is so small that it is not even as small as a speck of dust.

Just like the treacherous torrent of the times, human struggles are so fragile that they cannot even create a wave.

Qingsong retracted his gaze and replied with a smile: "Which one is better?

Ordinary people like us don’t seem to have the right to choose, but after witnessing the ups and downs of the world and being defeated by those who are stronger than themselves, those who still recognize themselves will be noticed by the world.”

"Because we are the world, and recognizing ourselves is a lifelong proposition."

"Hahahahahaha, Qingsong, what you said is too philosophical. I was not like you just now. How could we be the one to consider such things? We are just ordinary cattle and horses, don't you think so?"

Qingsong smiled: "Probably."

"Let's go, let's stop chatting and get back to work."

Qingsong looked back at the starry sea that seemed to have remained unchanged for eternity, then walked forward into the darkness where the light could not reach.

Ordinary people also have their own way of living. Since life is destined not to be easy, then just resist.

Complaining is useless, there is no place to express anger, and even pessimism is forbidden. So let's change. Even if it's like a stone thrown into the sea, without causing a ripple, I would rather not blindly accept the fate that I can see the end of.

Two days later, the final competition started as scheduled.

I don’t know if it’s because he made enough money from live streaming or if some boss allocated funds for it.

The Star League changed its previous state of decline and built an extremely luxurious venue, as grand as the Colosseum in ancient Rome and as exquisite as the auditorium of the temple choir.

In order to stimulate the passion of the contestants, 72 stone pillars were set up with gorgeous carvings on them and a luxurious throne on the top.

The stone pillars are arranged in a circle from low to high, and finally guard the center in the front, where the first position is.

There are thrones of different styles on other stone pillars, but the most eye-catching one is the throne on the first stone pillar.

On top of the towering stone pillars, a dazzling golden throne was meticulously designed by designers and sculptors to embody the aura of power.

It seems that you can overlook the whole world by sitting on it.

Looking at these masterpieces, the Star League officials were instantly proud.

The person in charge changed his previous attitude, raised his hand to suppress the noise, and announced loudly:

"The Star League is drawing to a close, and the rules have been announced to everyone. In addition to the current top 72 players, everyone else can enter the venue and start the challenge.

Without further ado, please welcome the top 72 on the list!"

The heavy door was pushed open, and the sound of an ancient horn echoed throughout the venue.

Shadowy figures stood against the light, the light and shadow obscured their expressions, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

Only the elongated silhouette is reflected on the earth, revealing a mysterious outline.

People of different figures walked silently towards their respective positions, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

In the silent atmosphere, the people in the audience and the netizens watching the live broadcast dared not make a sound.