World of Gods

In the afternoon at the Pitiar Stadium, the audience on all sides shouted like a tsunami.

"Race King!"

"Race King!"

Where Plato Academy is located, the smile and warmth of the blue-eyed girl quickly converged.

Euclid frowned not far away.

"This kid, is a little bit evil. Is it possible to become the second Aristotle? In case I haven't become a sanctuary, he will be promoted in advance. What should I do? I must hold on! I always feel that I have forgotten Those two things can help me promote to Holy Land or even Legend! Come to think of it, think of it quickly..."

Niedern and Gregory and a few teachers are happy.

They raised money before the game and all bet on Suye to win. Unexpectedly, there was a huge return so quickly.

"Cough! Gregory, is it full of 50,000?" Nidern asked loudly, raising his voice suddenly.

"Bet it!" Gregory responded loudly.

The two men straightened their chests, looking at the field.

As long as a handful of teachers laugh with them, most teachers and students laugh unnaturally, even with some pain.

Or, there are too few bets.

Or, some don’t believe in Su Ye at all, and Su Ye can be the king of racing.

This equals a loss of hundreds of thousands of golden eagles!

Big loss.

In particular, I saw Niedern and Gregory looking proud.

The loss is even greater!

The nobles of Athens stared blankly at the bottom, and the mouthful of lemon juice burst open.

Race King, what a great glory!

In the eyes of the Greeks who admire sports and fighting, every king is a hero!

The King of Race is recognized by all of Greece. As long as he is not blasphemed, even if he betrays the city-state of Athens, the city-state of Athens must establish a statue of the champion king for Suye.

The statue of the champion king should not only be built in the city-state, but also appear in the temple of Delphi.

The champion is one of the highest honors in Greece.

As for the championship champion, one has been out for a few hundred years, and it was still the son of Zeus. Everyone basically does not exist.

In a very ordinary foreign seat, a middle-aged man who was far taller than the people around him sat there,

He wore a hat and covered most of his face. His body was sallow and his skin was loose, but his muscle proportions were perfect. Even if everyone could see that this person seemed to be sick, he could still feel like a volcano was hidden in his body. May erupt.

"This kid still looks away..." The tall middle-aged man shook his head with a smile.

Su Ye stepped towards the podium, but after walking for a while, suddenly realized that it was wrong.

Looking back, all the players are still running on the field, and occasionally someone looks over, their eyes are extremely complicated, resentful, jealous, resentful, helpless, painful, sad...

Each player seemed to be pumped away, running like a walking dead.

It's still very fast, it's still hard work, but it's got no energy.

Most of the audience on the field had a lot of discussion.

When the host announced congratulations to O'Connor as the runner-up of the heavy-duty race, many spectators were stunned for a while, and this was reflected. The original game was not over!

Eugene followed closely and became third.

This time, Gerner ran down in despair, and reluctantly entered the quarter-finals with the blood of the **** of the north wind.

At the moment when Gerner ran across the finish line, the host praised with full of goodwill: "Let us remember that Gerner, except Suye, is the only player who has ranked among the top eight in all races! He Let us see what is persistence, hard work, and will! Let us cheer for this brave boy!"

"Gerner..."

Many people cheered feebly, as if to give a face to the host.

Gerner sighed for a long time, and the tears were gone, and no longer.

I don't want others to see what they insist on and what they want, I just want others to see my victory!

Eugene came over and patted Gerner's shoulder.

"Don't be discouraged, you are still the second runner-up, I'm miserable, the double third runner. I just thought about it for a long time and I didn't want to understand why this is the case? Uncomfortable." Eugene said.

"You still have three fighting games tomorrow. Boxing, wrestling and fighting are your strengths. You still have a chance to win the championship, I have no chance." Gerner said.

"Aren't you in the top 64 of boxing and fighting? Your family's wind punch has always been strong, and I can only dare to say that you are the first line. In the game, it is not surprising to lose to you." Eugene Road.

"I'm scared." Gerner's face appeared painful.

"Why? You are a member of the Beifeng family. The **** of the north wind is one of the most arrogant gods. How can you be afraid!" Eugene reproached half sympathetically.

"Being defeated by Su Ye's servants, I was just discouraged. I was just crushed by Su Ye's continuous running, but I'm just sad. But, don't forget, Su Ye also entered the top 64 of the three fighting games!"

"He's just a magician, and the fighting ability can't be too strong. I wished to meet him in the fighting game, beat him to find teeth, and revenge on the race." Eugene pouted, disapproving.

Gerner looked at Eugene deeply and said slowly: "Just before today, I think so too."

Eugene was shocked, his face was shocked, he lowered his head and looked at his dusty feet.

"Yeah, I never thought of it. Before today, I thought Suye was a joke to participate in the race, but now, the reality is like a magic dragon slamming into it, and then stepping on our back and leaving. Say, I changed my mind! I originally thought that Suye obtained the gladiator in Sparta by virtue of miraculous servants, but now, I'm not sure." Eugene solemnly.

"I don't want to meet him in tomorrow's game." Gerner whispered.

Eugene glanced at the sullen Gurner and patted his shoulder again, sympathetic, wanting comfort, but just sighed.

In the race, the loss to Su Ye was only surpassed, but in the fighting game, the loss to Su Ye probably meant that the nose was blue and swollen.

"Waste! It's just like the seven wastes of Pitia! Tomorrow, I must personally break the bones of Su Ye!" O'Keno walked by, leaving a word.

The two looked at O'Keno's back.

The back muscles of this silver warrior of the demigod family are ups and downs, like a mountain range, exuding a faint luster under the sun.

"After all, there is nourishment of the demigod blood, or he is the great-grandson of Perseus. His physical condition is too good, and there is a great possibility of defeating Suye. How are you going to go to Oukeno?" Gerner said.

Eugene reluctantly said: "He has been promoted to silver for a long time, he has a gap in rank, he has never challenged, but I have challenged his brother, three wins and two defeats. My so-called battle must be won, only limited to the demigod family, I When you meet an opponent of the Demigod Family, you still lose more than you win."

"But, after all, you have beaten the demigod family many times, and on this alone, I especially admire you." Gerner said.

"Don't be too busy to admire, wait until I beat Su Ye in a fighting game. In case I'm just like you, Su Ye is a bad player. Let's jump in the Aegean Sea together." Eugene looked at Su Ye and was astonished.

"Come on, you want to receive the award." Gerner said.

Eugene sighed and walked to the podium.

Looking at the three figures on the podium, Gerner suddenly missed the consolation prize.

Gerner looked at the three people on the podium.

Su Ye, four champions.

Okeno, double runner-up.

Eugene, double third.

Guerner sighed in relief, so it seems that he is not bad, he is a double runner-up plus a consolation prize, and the total ranking can be regarded as the second in the race.

Next, as long as you don’t run into Suye, you may be in the top three in boxing and fighting.

Gerner suddenly fell into contemplation.

Why did he just lose to Su Ye in the race and felt he could not win in the fight?

Why are you a warrior afraid of fighting with the magician?

No, it's not my fault, it's Suye who is too perverted!

Su Ye was more than alone.

It’s not just you who will be beaten by Su Ye tomorrow.

Figured this out, Gerner was relieved, the sky was clear, and the sun was shining.

However, Eucono and Eugene looked a little bit bad.

Because in accordance with the usual practice, the final reloading of the competition awards will make the runners-up and runner-ups express their thoughts and spread their reputation. Although they are incomparable with the champions, they are all Greek-level competitions after all. The runner-ups and runner-ups are both excellent results.

However, the host didn't even care about the two of them at all. After hurriedly giving them a wreath and silver magic equipment, they walked directly to Su Ye and handed out their magic beard.

The host was feeble and said: "Dear viewers, this is the fourth time. I have handed the magic beard to Su Ye for the fourth time. The gods are on top. I don’t want to continue to hand him to him! I should apply to the temples. In the ten competitions, let Su Ye wear a magic beard directly."

The audience looked at this scene with a smile.

The nobility of the Athenian nobles fluttered with grievances. Since coming to Pitia, he has done nothing else, either listening to others cheering for Su Ye, or watching Su Ye performances, or being framed by Su Ye.

Is it the Pitia Competition or the Suye Competition?

"However, I am very willing to award Su Ye, because this is a teenager who can create miracles!" The host said, awarded Su Ye a regular championship award for heavy equipment racing, garlands and trophies, and gold divine equipment , Brave shoulders.

The soldiers looked at the pair of shoulder pads with jealousy, like two golden lions lying on their backs. Not only did they have strong protective capabilities, they also formed sacred barriers at critical moments to block the enemy.

"Then next is today's most important ceremony, the award ceremony of the King of Race."

The host smiled and glanced at Okeno and Eugene.

The arrogant son of a demi-god family, a supernova of the hero family, hides all the resentment and helplessness in his heart, and walks down the podium.

Gerner was relieved again, but fortunately he was not on stage.

Suddenly, the audience exclaimed, because a pale white light bridge flew out of the VIP station and connected to the awards stage.

An old man in white robe holding a simple scepter ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with a gorgeous golden crown on his head stepped on the white light bridge, stepped over ten meters in one step, and walked to the podium in a few steps.

The chief high priest of the Sun Temple, Bain Gora, a devout believer of the sun **** Apollo.

The host immediately bowed his head and stood back.

The old man's silver-white hair exudes a strong holy light, as if there is an invisible sun behind his head.

No matter who sees this wrinkled old man, there is a feeling of ashamedness.

His whole person seemed to be a beam of pure sunlight, and his eyes seemed to spray a thin light.

Su Ye bowed his head slightly.

"You bring surprises to Pitia and be honored."

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