"I am Fan Tong!"

The person who said this was a 70-year-old man with gray hair and said that he was the referee of this conference on the Sutra.

"I am Zhu Yiqun!"

This is an assistant referee, in his early fifties, with three long beards.

"I am Xia Jianren!"

This is another assistant referee, with a long head of deer and rat head, nearly 60 years old.

What do you care about this?

A group of pigs? A little bitch? They are still three masters! What are the names that are not good for you to name?

Even if your parents make a mistake, don’t you know how to change it?

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...

Zhao Xiaobai couldn't help laughing, so he hurriedly lowered his head and covered his mouth, pretended to cough, and covered his face with his sleeves... but he still couldn't help but make a pig cry.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering why this little Taoist priest with a beautiful face was in trouble for no reason.

After the three referees reported their names, they sat down calmly, with a strict expression on their faces.

Zhao Xiaobai thought in his head: Oh, by the way, in this world, there is no such a rude statement as a swearing person. At most, he would just scold him: You are really a living bag!

Therefore, the old master's name is Fan Tong, which is quite elegant.

Whether it is Zhu Yiqun or Xia Jianren, literally, it is excellent to use as a name. Only those who like pranks and those who like pranks will think wrongly...

It seems that there is no bad habit of hope for the literary style, giving people a name, using homophonics to discredit the best friends, and even conducting "life attacks".

Hehehehe.

But even if this is true, it is so weird that these three guys gathered together so by chance. Zhao Xiaobai felt that he was a little sad if he didn't complain.

Although the names of the three referees are a bit surprising, they are indeed not ordinary people, and they are very well-known.

The referee Fan Tong was actually the prince's teacher specially invited by the Cangwu royal family from the Daxia Kingdom of Zhongzhou.

Now that the prince is an adult, he not only has long been in charge of the government affairs, but also often supervises the country. Naturally, his prince's teacher is in a high position and has become famous for a while.

The two assistant referees not only served as teachers in the Imperial College of Cangwu, but even one was the teacher of the prince Anxi and the other was the teacher of King Pingnan.

They are not from shrimps.

It is not surprising that the juren from the Daxia Kingdom teaches the Imperial College in Cangwu, and even serves as the prince's teacher; the so-called Jinshi from the Cangwu Kingdom may be difficult to get a scholar when he arrives in the Daxia Kingdom.

The Great Xia Kingdom is the Zhongzhou Celestial Empire, and the vast and civilized country. The literati and scholars are almost as famous as the sky. They are a little famous and knowledgeable. Even a small country like Cangwu may not be invited to carry a sedan chair.

It is not necessarily because these three people are famous because they are a little famous... there must be a reason!

But in fact, is the Cangwu Kingdom small?

Not small. In Zhao Xiaobai's impression, this country seems to be larger than the largest country in the previous life.

These three referees are of course also under Wen Sheng, and they are the best candidates for referees.

Zhao Xiaobai discovered that Mr. Fan Tong, the Prince Normal, did not pay too much attention to him, and gradually gave up his mind.

After the referee's introduction, he did not introduce the players from both sides. There is no other reason. Although the contestants may not know each other, the six people here have long been famous in Danzhou, southern China and are almost well-known.

The first one to appear was a tall girl in sexy and exposed clothes. The girl held an exquisite wooden sign in her hand, and had a bright sunny smile on her face, and walked around the scene with Pingting's steps.

The wooden sign reads: Game 1.

The noise and hustle and bustle of the audience suddenly became quiet.

Zhao Xiaobai glanced secretly and saw a faint smile on the corner of Monk Wuchen's mouth, and he hurriedly covered his mouth and smiled secretly.

Nothing else.

The behavior and performance of this girl are so fucked like the woman holding a sign in the boxing competition in the world.

In such an ancient world, I really don’t know who was the master who came up with such outstanding creativity.

The first person to speak was assistant referee Zhu Yiqun.

He cleared his throat and asked loudly: "Which contestant was the contestant who participated in the first sutra of the two sides? There was no communication between the contestants before this. Please introduce yourself and start from the Shenxiao Palace."

His voice had nothing similar to that of that kind of animal, and his voice was not very loud, and he seemed to be a little inadequate. But it made people hear it very clearly. There were tiny dust floating slightly in the four walls and roof of the hall.

Haoran’s righteousness is indeed amazing! Just a juren has such achievements, and the Confucian Temple is indeed very strong.

Zhao Xiaobai immediately understood: It seems that this sutra of the Treatise is not enough to just talk about the words of saints or classics, but it requires the power of immortality.

To make such a large venue accessible to everyone.

I immediately raised my left hand naturally, my lower abdomen bulged slightly, and I said softly: "Bai Xiaozhao, a contestant in Shenxiao Palace, welcome everyone!"

The effect is good, the sound is clear and without any ambiguity, and there seems to be fine gray floating down the roof.

This made him feel a little proud: I have lived in Beishan for ten years and sang on Qingluan Peak every day. The effect of practicing the voice is not overwhelming!

In the seat opposite, a young Taoist with a glittering look was astonished and hesitantly raised his right hand. He was a little undecided, and his face looked a little embarrassed, not knowing whether this hand should be raised or not.

Thinking about it this way, when the contestants introduced themselves in the previous lectures, no one raised their hands like Zhao Xiaobai.

But Zhao Xiaobai's actions were so natural and natural, which made people feel that this should have happened long ago. If the contestants didn't raise their hands and talk rashly, they would appear abrupt and rude, and act improperly.

Although this action seems simple, it is a high-end body language for humans. It requires the influence of a large environment to come naturally. Humans in this world have not yet developed to this stage, and although they can accept it with peace of mind, they may not be able to do it.

The monk raised his hand, but his movements were very timid, looking stiff and inconsistent, as if he was stealing someone's wallet and was grabbed on the spot, feeling ashamed and uneasy.

A slight buzzing sounded in the venue.

The monk's eyes flashed with a sharp look, he lowered his head slightly, then quickly raised it, and said, "I am lucky to know Wudu, I am lucky to know!"

He was also very proud, and he adjusted his mentality in the moment he lowered his head. He spoke loudly and did not fall too far into a bad mood.

But in the end, I was beaten with a fork in terms of impression points.

Zhu Yiqun's voice sounded again in the referee's seat: "The first discussion of the scriptures, players from both sides take turns to ask questions, and each side can ask questions three times."

"But every time you ask a question, after the other party's question and answer, both parties can ask questions continuously on the same content until one party is speechless, or one party is in vain."

"Do you understand the two players?"

Zhao Xiaobai lowered his head and raised his hand, replied with a smile: "I understand."

He did understand: Isn’t this just three games? The rules of the game are to keep shooting and keep asking the other party and be willing to give up.

But he couldn't help but laugh: This referee is too funny!

What is "going to each other", hehe, is it not good to speak humanly?

I laughed for a while, but I also felt that using "don't do it" at this time was quite appropriate and fun.

It seems that speaking rude words does not mean being uneducated.

If this person was born in the right era, he would be the best candidate for the anchor.

The monk there learned the lessons of the last failure this time, and raised his hand very firmly.

But he raised too high, too much, and his movements were inevitably indecent and he did not control his time well. He was as if he was afraid that others would not see clearly, and he froze over his head for a while before he let it go.

This makes people tired for him and makes him feel a little disappointed.

The referee shook his head slightly.

His Majesty the Emperor narrowed his eyes, and the prince and the two princes even pointed their fingers, and there was a buzzing place on the minister's seat.

"Please ask the Lingbao Temple players first, start now." said the referee.

This means the competition has officially begun.
Chapter completed!