Thus, the opening ceremony of the magic exchange competition for who knows how many times, a grand, joyful, popular, and eye-catching competition in the magic world, finally began with Zhuang Mingge's nervous anticipation.

Gathered on the first floor are countless contestants.

If you calculate carefully, there are probably more than 10,000 people.

Standing on the high platform, Zhuang Mingge looked at the dark crowd below and muttered in his heart.

But it doesn't matter. Under the attention of Saint Laurent's 300,000 students, Zhuang Mingge can still perform freely, so he will not be frightened and speechless because of such a small scene.

As agreed, he stood expressionless, waiting for the opportunity to come.

The gathering place was an altar-like place on the first floor of the Tower of Babel. The contestants gathered below the altar, while the person in charge of the competition and Zhuang Mingge, who was responsible for delivering the speech, stood on the altar above the towering steps.

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"...Then, the previous champion of the Magic Exchange Competition, the President of the Student Council of St. Laurent Private Magic Academy, will give a speech to everyone. Please welcome." After explaining the key points and difficult test points of this competition, the person in charge withdrew.

Zhuang Mingge took a deep breath and walked from the back of the altar to the front.

Looking down at the unfavorable contestants below, Zhuang Mingge nodded imperceptibly to Yuji in front of the crowd, "I leave everything to you, Yuji."

"Don't worry, hug me."

Yuji understood Zhuang Mingge's look and gave him another reassuring look in return.

Zhuang Mingge began to prepare. Although he expressed helplessness that the two of them were synchronized in such a strange situation, it was great that at least he was not fighting alone.

Three seconds later, Zhuang Mingge regretted it.

"Listen up you idiots!!!"

The shocking opening speech not only stunned the contestants and those in charge, but even Zhuang Mingge himself was stunned.

"You are just a bunch of scum, moths, and the lowest slimes in the magic world. Not only are you disgusting, but you are also underestimating your own capabilities. This competition has already made us Saint Laurent's bag. Those who are self-aware should quickly go back to their hometown and get married.

Bar."

This is different from what was promised!

Zhuang Mingge's eyes were about to burst out with terrifying flames as he stared at Yu Ji.

He regretted it.

After the crowd below was in a brief daze, they all stared at Zhuang Mingge with anger, anger and angry eyes, and the murderous look in their eyes broke out without concealment.

The pressure was so great, Zhuang Mingge really felt the tremendous pressure, his shoulders seemed to be about to be crushed and he couldn't breathe.

The speech continues.

"We at Saint Laurent have a long history and tradition, and we are not at the same level as you. You are a bunch of bugs, scum, inferior slimes, perverted molluscs, apes with incompletely evolved brains, with well-developed limbs and shrunken brains.

Mentally retarded children, living is a waste of air and an insult to nature. Just find a corner that matches you and spend your failed life."

Zhuang Mingge spoke expressionlessly, feeling the pressure growing.

"We will compete in this competition just like we did three years ago. Let you scum, slimes, and mentally retarded children know what humility and shame are. Remember it well. You will be beaten in this competition.

Nailed on the historical pillar of shame, immortalized for future generations to admire!"

Zhuang Mingge sincerely knelt down for Youji and wished he could slap her to death.

This naughty kid was so good at playing that he was about to be burned to death by the anger in the eyes of the contestants below. Not only these contestants, but also the eyes of the people in charge sent by the magic schools spurted even more terrifying anger.

The short speech lasted three minutes. Afterwards, Zhuang Mingge won the first title in his life.

【President Black】

Just like the literal meaning, if the full text is translated, it is probably the black-hearted student council president.

"Wow, what a stinging look."

When Zhuang Mingge successfully reunited with his teammates, he was greeted by undisguised angry looks from the surrounding people. Yuji couldn't help but hugged her arms and said.

"Whose fault do you think this is?"

"Isn't it your fault?"

"It's your fault, it's all your fault." Zhuang Mingge pointed at Youji and said loudly: "It's all because of you. If you hadn't provoked them, how could I have ended up in this situation."

"No, no, no, I think it was your mistake to ask me to deliver the speech." Yuji simply shied away all responsibilities, "If you don't agree to play the oboe with me, then you won't be able to do anything.

No, so everything is your fault, President!"

Zhuang Mingge suddenly vomited three liters of blood and passed out.

This is of course impossible, but it really hurts. Not only does my head hurt, but my heart also hurts. Even my skin felt faintly cut by a knife blade under the angry gazes of more than 10,000 people.

Pain.

"Well, what's wrong with this..." Yun Ji patted Zhuang Mingge on the shoulder and said gloatingly: "It is precisely because of the president's speech that I suddenly have an infinite sense of identification with Saint Laurent, and

I feel a sense of excitement rising from the bottom of my heart. Thanks to you, President, I am very motivated."

"You must have been very motivated from the beginning."

Zhuang Mingge pointed at Yun Ji, who was already shaking with excitement and complained.

Xion smiled bitterly and said: "With things now like this, everyone should think about how to get through this difficult time." He looked around, seeing angry looks everywhere, "I feel that as long as the game starts, we will

You will be beaten to pieces by these people."

Public anger is not a good thing.

Especially the one who has offended the public.

Carolina stared at the surroundings vigilantly, ready to take action at any time, "Do you want to escape? If you want to run, it is best to break out from the southeast, where the defense is relatively weak."

"Of course I won't run away. It's rare for the president to speak so domineeringly on the altar. Wouldn't it be too shameful to run away now? President, let's take action and beat them all here."

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Yuji screamed out of fear, but before Zhuang Mingge could take action, Youxia, who couldn't stand it any longer, hit her hard on the head to quiet her down.

The content of this magic exchange competition is very simple, get the golden key.

Before the game started, someone had placed ninety-nine golden keys inside the Tower of Babel.

Each participating team will receive a map, which marks the location of the ninety-nine golden keys. All golden keys are located below the 50th floor. They are either guarded by monsters or are in hidden locations. The team is looking for these golden keys.

When getting the key, you have to deal with monsters, use your brain, and deal with other teams coming to snatch it...

Moreover, there are some monsters whose strength cannot be handled by one or two teams, and they must be united to win.

Therefore, this competition tests the brains, calculation power, cooperation, scheming, adaptability, etc. of this group of newcomers. It can be said to be a very comprehensive test.

Yves Saint Laurent, who has offended everyone, will fight alone. No team is willing to cooperate with them. Instead, he has become a thorn in the side of these teams and a thorn in their flesh.

My heart hurts so much, Mom.

"When will the game start?" Zhuang Mingge asked. After the speech, it was time to receive the map. Once all teams have received the map, the game will officially begin.

Xion shook the map he just got in his hand, "It should be almost here, it will start in about ten minutes."

Zhuang Mingge nodded and whispered to the group: "Start leaving now."

Although the address of the golden key will not be displayed on the map until the start of the game, some teams that have obtained the map have already begun to move to the second floor of the Tower of Babel.

Zhuang Mingge and others are no exception.

But no matter where they go, stinging eyes will follow them.

Many teams pointed at them with blazing eyes. If the game hadn't started yet, Zhuang Mingge even doubted that he would be swarmed by them and beaten to death.

But it was useless to try, and everyone speeded up their pace to leave.

There were longing figures ahead, and many people were galloping away from the sky and the ground towards the entrance to the second floor.

At this moment, the sound of the bell suddenly spread throughout the Tower of Babel.

Zhuang Mingge and others were slightly startled, as the bell indicating the start of the game had sounded. This time indicated that even if everyone attacked Zhuang Mingge, it was only for legal discussion and not to interfere with the game.

"Kill them!"

I don't know who suddenly roared, and an overwhelming barrage of ferocious barrages suddenly came over. Those who could see Zhuang Mingge's team chose to take action without hesitation.

Everywhere you look, there are barrages, coming from all directions.

Just looking at the large number of them can make one's scalp numb and despair to the extreme. They are ferocious, ferocious, and cruel, as if tens of thousands of missiles are hitting the sky, occupying every inch of space, even the space for shelter.

None.

Except for Zhuang Mingge, everyone's face turned pale.

"It's all your fault."

Zhuang Mingge glared at Yuji fiercely, and suddenly let out a long roar, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, which shook the whole sky. Suddenly, his whole body was like a burning sun, bursting out with extremely bright light. Billions of rays of light came from Zhuang Mingge's body.

It radiated out and illuminated the first floor of the Tower of Babel.

Everyone's eyes hurt, and they couldn't help but close their eyes and burst into tears.

Zhuang Mingge took the opportunity to unfold a ball of light that could accommodate eight people. After resisting countless attacks, his ears were filled with rumbling explosions. The ball of light shook violently, constantly changing into various forms, and finally broke through the layer.

Layers of obstacles broke through the air and disappeared into billions of rays of light with a swipe.

After Zhuang Mingge disappeared, all the light shrank, and the first level returned to its previous calm.

However, the overwhelming and ferocious barrage bombardment caused continuous explosions on the ground, and the dust was so overwhelming that it almost turned into a bright mushroom cloud...

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