And just as Marjorie was expecting, someone stood up first.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a vermilion scabbard around his waist. The scabbard was without a sword, like an ornament, but it also expressed his respect for the sword.

He was wearing a pitch-black robe, which seemed to be the clothes of the Dragon Kingdom. He embroidered a group of pythons with white thread on it. The embroidery was very exquisite. Driven by his movements, his sleeves moved slightly, and looked like a lively python dancing in the darkness.

"Let me start this." The middle-aged man bowed, as if it was the etiquette of the Dragon Kingdom.

"Please." Wilson nodded and reached out to signal.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and patrolled the seventy-six participants sitting on the round table like an emperor.

"I am Xiaoyaozi, an ancient martial artist in the Long Kingdom."

He bowed, his voice was heavy, mixed with a sense of vastness, and the words translated in simultaneously also had a sense of classical Chinese flavor from the Dragon Kingdom.

"——I was originally a decayed person who was about to fall into the ground, and there was nothing else except the sword in my heart."

"As longevity is approaching, the sword technique is hopeless, but I can't break through. At the same time, I can only end my life and turn into a green cup."

"Fortunately, the world game has arrived, and the organizer has given him opportunities and magical powers to help me rejuvenate my husband and lose all his dew."

"I am no longer a hopeless person, no longer obsessed with the soil,"

"Even, looking at the things in other worlds, I have realized something, and the sword art that has been bothering me for many years has successfully broken through."

"I will not let any emotion control myself. My body and soul can only be controlled by myself. From then on, there is an additional sword saint with seven emotions and six desires."

"I can see the light of the sky, and I will encounter a great opportunity!"

Xiaoyaozi said this and his voice suddenly became excited:

“So, I think,

World Games – This is an opportunity!

Opportunities for mankind, opportunities for swordsmen.

It helps us break through the barriers, seek it in our own way, and make human civilization more progressive!

The youth is gone, but it is only a moment. The way of heaven is always there, and it is repeated.

What are we afraid of the battle of the great way?”

When Xiaoyaozi said this, he seemed to want to continue to be passionate. A harsh "drip" sound came from beside him, and someone slapped the red button on the table.

This is the feature of this meeting. If someone wants to join others' discussions on the topic, he can click the button and argue with it.

However, each person has only three chances, and it cannot evolve into a situation where the gang members and the team is afraid that these players who are of different shapes and cannot suppress the fire will fight on the conference table, and Wilson's adjustment is still needed in the middle.

Standing up was a player with a slightly dark skin and a flax-colored headscarf wrapped around his head. He looked at Xiaoyaozi and seemed to be in a very uneven mood.

He is the 54th player in the ranking list. Unlike other players with some mental problems, he looks like a normal person among a group of people, and his actions are more in line with the logic of Zhai Xing, a human being in the peaceful country.

"No, this is a war! This is a war launched by alien colonists against humanity! They must completely rule us physically and psychologically, and make us a tool for them to colonize other worlds!" Gadi looked resentful.

Xiaoyaozi frowned: "It is impossible to pursue the great way to go smoothly. The organizer gave us opportunities, so why should we say this to each other?"

"drop--"

Another sound came out, and another white-skinned and yellow-haired suit player joined the discussion.

"Senior Xiaoyaozi is right. Now is the best time to show our style. Everyone is moving towards the same goal, developing together, and sharing the destiny. This is our best time! We are the world!" He spread his hands and said.

"drop--"

A beautiful blonde girl with graceful waist stood up:

"What a joke? Do you think those aliens would be kind enough to give you an evolutionary opportunity to be a great charitable person to promote the progress of human civilization and do business at a loss?"

"drop--"

"Wilder, I want to say, if you don't get out of your comfort zone, you will never make progress!" A man with a big back frowned.

"drop--"

"That's not like now. He was pushed out suddenly and pushed into the snow and ice. He didn't have time to put on his clothes, so we would just be frozen to death!" The long-haired man in a robe retorted.

"There is no free lunch in the world. Dear, we have signed a contract with aliens to sell our bodies. We can't escape, we can't escape! Only by doing what they said can we have a way out!"

"drop--"

"But this is wonderful, isn't it? Destiny is really in the hands of each of us." The elite man pushed his glasses.

"drop--"

"I long for freedom, but if people are destined to dance in shackles, I would rather choose a brighter place to stay."

"drop--"

"Wait, wait, don't worry, everyone, I have already implemented a body refining article. As long as you practice for a long time, soothe your spirit and mobilize your breath, you can generate yin and yang, and tend to be united by man and nature..."

"drop--"

"drop--"

"drop--"

During a quarrel, Marjori turned her head.

She saw that the first player who was sitting upright was smiling at the scene where everyone was blushing.
Chapter completed!