At this time, most of the audience had already discovered that the few contestants who had appeared earlier were so harmonious that it was scary. Not a single one of them had any thoughts about the throne on the top floor. It was as if the throne had been prepared for someone long ago.
This was very scary. This meant that in the hearts of these contestants, there was already a well-deserved first place. At most, they would fight for the second place.
Then, who would be the first place?
The audience's eyes were hesitant. Would it be the contestant named Guhan?
The audience was quite clear about Guhan's information.
After all, the incident with the Sword Pavilion Master of Yuzhang City had caused quite a stir. The audience all knew that this sword-bearer named Gu Han was the previous Sword Pavilion Master of Yuzhang City, and his disciple was the current Sword Pavilion Master.
He was at the pinnacle of power in Yuzhang City … For such a person to participate in a competition for a newcomer swordsman, it felt strange no matter how one looked at it.
But in fact, Guhan was indeed a newcomer swordsman.
So did this Guhan have the guts to sit on the throne on the top floor?
The audience could not help but speculate.
"It's important to know one's place!"
Seeing Guhan standing there, Leslie Dracula, who was the first to sit in the second row, said in a somewhat sharp voice, "I know you. Just sit in the second row. The first row is not something you can overstep!"
Leslie Dracula actually used the word "overstep", which meant that in Leslie Dracula's heart, this position had already been occupied by someone, and it seemed to be a matter of course for this person to occupy this position.
It was like only the emperor could sit on the throne, and anyone else sitting on this position was overstepping and committing a capital crime.
"If people can't overstep, then why did they invent the word overstep?"
Gu Han asked Leslie Dracula expressionlessly. If it had been in the past, Gu Han would not have even bothered to ask this question.
"…" Leslie Dracula was at a loss for words. She, the little princess who was pampered by others, was indeed very strong, but her EQ was not that good.
Facing such a question from Gu Han, she pondered for a long time but couldn't give a proper answer. She could only look at Gu Han with a face full of bad luck. Her body clearly didn't move, but the huge thing in front of her chest began to tremble … This was the power of her heart!
"To tell you the truth, this is prepared for Sister Liu Nian. You have no right to sit here!"
Leslie Dracula proudly announced a name, which was transmitted to the ears of everyone in front of the TV through the broadcast.
"Sister Liu Nian?"
"So, it's someone from the Liu Nian clan!"
"No wonder the participants aren't interested in the first place. It's the Liu Nian Clan's successor's turn again!"
"With the Liu Nian Clan and the Myriad Sword Art, there's no longer any suspense in this competition!"
"F * ck, I bet on the Moscow Academy's champion. I'm doomed …"
Only now did the audience know that the Liu Nian Clan's successor would be participating in today's competition. Immediately, there was a flurry of discussion.
After hearing the news, everyone in Yanjing believed that the Octagon Tournament was in the bag.
This was because since ancient times, the Liu Nian Clan's successor would always be the champion of the Octagon Tournament. Their winning rate was 100%, and they had never lost before.
Fortunately, the Liu Nian Clan's successor would only be replaced every 24 years. Otherwise, there would be no suspense in the Octagon Tournament.
"This Guhan can only sit on the second level at most. No one in this world dares to challenge the Liu Nian Clan's position!"
The clairaudient cameraman smacked his lips as he spoke to the other cameramen around him. Everyone, including the Second King, nodded vigorously. With the Liu Nian Clan's arrival, there was no longer any suspense in the tournament.
The clairaudient cameraman suddenly recalled the Second King's performance and asked, "You knew about this long ago, right?!"
"I only found out this morning …" The Second King Yanluo shrugged. "But it's a little strange. The descendants of the Liu Nian Family will usually be announced a few weeks in advance, and then the bookmakers will remove the bet for the first place and directly bet on which city the second place will be.
But this time, it was confirmed early this morning. The bookmakers didn't even have time to remove the bet before the Octagon Tournament started! "
"I think that's what the bookmakers want!
These guys are going to make a fortune this time!! "
The cameraman who bet on the Moscow Academy sighed. He had spent three months' worth of his salary on this bet. According to the current odds, the bookmakers were going to make a fortune.
As the cameramen discussed, they dutifully aimed their cameras at the throne. Then, they saw that the sword wielder from Yuzhang City, Guhan, was already sitting in the chosen seat.
"F * ck!!!"
All the cameramen cursed at the same time. That was because Guhan did not hesitate at all. Even though he knew that the Liu Nian Clan's successor was going to participate in the Octagon Tournament, he still sat on the throne at the top.
Gu Han sat at the highest position on the throne, looking down at everyone below him.
"How can you sit here?!
Get down!! "Leslie Dracula roared angrily.
"…" Gu Han didn't even look at her, treating her as if she didn't exist.
"You … you …" Leslie Dracula didn't know what to say. Sure enough, the dumber a person was, the more fearless they were.
"You don't have to worry about him. This is Miss Ling's problem," Ledia, who had been watching the scene silently, suddenly spoke up.
"Hehe, I was wrong. Sister Ledia, you're right. This isn't something I should worry about.
Let's leave this annoying fellow to Miss Linlin. "
Leslie Dracula quickly changed her expression and smiled at Ledia, ending the conversation between her and Guhan.
"Lord Gu Han, where do you think I should sit?"
Jin Yujia, who had been ignored, finally found a chance to speak. After hearing that the Liu Nian Clan's successor would appear, this female sword wielder completely lost her composure. She didn't even know where to place her hands, let alone where to sit.
"Find a seat closest to me!"
Guhan said very calmly. Jin Yujia heard Guhan's words and looked around her in a daze.
The seat closest to Guhan's first floor was naturally the second, and there happened to be an empty seat on the second floor.
Hence, Jin Yujia sat on this seat without any hesitation. She didn't even have time to think.
"Whoosh …" Everyone who saw this scene exploded.
The contestants, the audience, the cameramen, and even the senior sword-bearers who hid themselves on the viewing platform were all surprised.
Wasn't the Yuzhang University delegation a little too arrogant?
There were only two contestants left, but they actually occupied the top two seats in one go. Could it be that in the eyes of the people of Yuzhang City, they had the ability to suppress Yanjing Academy, which had the descendant of the Liu Nian Clan, and become the champion of the 8-Academy Tournament?
If this was really the case, then the Yuzhang University delegation had really created unprecedented history!
Compared to the silent thoughts of the senior sword-bearers, the ordinary people had already exploded. Some of the more irascible ones even began to curse.
As for what they cursed, there was no need to write it out. In any case, it was just some unpleasant words. There was only one core meaning: Yuzhang City didn't know what was good for them and didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. When the time came, Yanjing City would definitely make these Yuzhang City people forget how to write the word "lose".
…
"Let's welcome the Moscow University delegation!"
The next to appear was the Moscow University, the second place last year and the hottest candidate for the championship today.
Unfortunately, because of the descendant of the Liu Nian Clan, they instantly fell from being a candidate for the championship to the runner-up.
The Moscow University delegation was a group of two men and one woman. The two people walking behind were obviously a pair of twins. Apart from their hairstyles and breasts, they looked exactly the same in almost every other aspect. It was as if they were carved from the same mold.
It had to be admitted that the Muscovites had a strong racial talent.
The pair of twins looked exactly the same, but with a different hairstyle and breasts, they perfectly illustrated what the most handsome man and the most beautiful woman should look like.
Unlike the pair of dragon and phoenix siblings, the short blonde youth standing in front of them seemed a little inconspicuous.
Apart from his golden hair that was even more dazzling than gold, there was nothing memorable about him. He was just like an ordinary boy from an ordinary family in Moscow. At most, he had the characteristics of a shota.
But if you looked closely, you would be able to find that this boy's eyes were different from everyone else's.
This boy's eyes would emit a light blue light that was like a serenade.
Other people's pupils would also emit light, but their pupils would emit light because of reflection, which came from other sources of light.
But this Russian shota's pupils emitted light from his pupils. His pupils were a source of light.
"Ivan Andreyevich Romanov!"
The clairaudient cameraman let out a long sigh. "The great bloodline of the tsar is now only this one. I hope he can continue the prestige of the tsar!"