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Chapter 1462: Brain Teasers

As the Martial Demon Emperor, the Black Mountain Old Demon naturally became the host of the fight announcement.

The rules of the competition are very simple, some people defend the ring, some people attack the ring, and they are all voluntary.

Those who win can get some rewards.

Both young monsters and old monsters can go up.

As long as you agree with each other, you can learn from each other.

The purpose is to celebrate, and most of the fights are for the purpose of showing off skills.

There are very few cases where real swords and guns are used.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord smiled slightly: "Zuanfeng, do you want to go up and challenge?"

Ye Fan shook his head quickly: "You can pull it down, I won't make a fool of myself with my strength."

Originally, he came to the demon world consciously, plus his body was injured.

Can't fight at all.

What's more, Ye Fan is not in the mood to fight with strangers.

"It's okay if you don't want to fight, but you must fight Wendou later!"

"why?"

"Because a special friend will also participate in Wendou this year, we must not lose to him."

"Who?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

"Don't worry about it, Wendou has to win anyway."

"Let's see the situation."

After a day of fighting.

Hundreds of groups of little monsters and big monsters have decided the outcome, some have gained combat experience, and some have been educated in public in the face of the strong, all of which are different.

And the second day is Wendou.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord stood on the high platform, and he smiled kindly.

"My servant, I was the host of last year's Dapeng Clan's Wendou Grand Meeting. This year is still the same. It seems that it will be another year for everyone."

Everyone laughed out loud when they heard this.

As the Emperor of Wen Yao, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord still speaks in style.

At least let everyone listen comfortably.

And a word can mean a lot.

Obviously he wanted to tell everyone that this year's questions are still difficult, and everyone should be prepared.

The rules of Wendou are simpler, and the qualifications for the competition have already been determined first.

They are all young talents from various families of the Dapeng clan.

And if foreign guests want to participate, they must answer the questions set by Wen Yaohuang within the specified time, and they must ask the first three questions to stump the contestants, so that they are eligible to fight with the Dapeng clan.

Seems a little harsh.

But the rewards of the Dapeng clan are also very generous, and it is worth paying more.

Usually, only seven or eight talents can be selected every year.

It's just that last year's topic was too difficult, and there was none.

With the power of one person, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord forcibly turned Haowendou into an internal fight among the Dapeng clan.

Many people complained about him.

But it seems that this year he still doesn't want to change his style, and will still insist on solving problems.

In fact, he didn't want to, it's just that in the past two years, an 'uninvited guest' came to attend the event.

Don't let him show off, otherwise the Dapeng clan and even the entire demon world will lose face.

"Relax, everyone! It's fate to be able to answer the questions. If you can't answer them, you can save up! First of all, we need to select some monsters who can participate in Wendou, and everyone can participate in answering the questions."

Everyone nodded silently, waiting in full force.

Everyone didn't think about plagiarism or anything.

After all, if there is no real material, they will still be eliminated in the next round, and they may even make a fool of themselves.

But no one wants to lose face on this occasion.

Ye Fan watched it with great interest, wondering what kind of questions he would ask, which could stump thousands of people.

Immediately, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord waved his hand.

A golden rune suddenly appeared in the sky, the rune slowly changed, and finally turned into a piece of paper that looked like an emperor's list.

"Companions who want to try it can come on stage."

The voice just fell.

Several figures came quickly from the stands.

All of them are handsome and handsome.

"Brother Ziyi appeared again this year?"

Everyone was shocked to see the familiar figure.

"I'll go! He is a fierce man. Last year, he was only three breaths away from answering the last question. Everyone feels sorry for him."

"Brother Ziyi, you must work harder this year!"

Many people are cheering for this man.

Ye Fan shifted his gaze, and found that this person was extremely delicate, with tender skin, giving him an extremely feminine feeling.

Uh……

for this man.

Ye Fan has always been unfavorable, like a second chair.

"Mojun, let's start answering the questions." Zi Yi showed a confident smile.

He believes that this year's topic will not be difficult for him.

"Wait a moment."

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord looked at Ye Fan, blinked, and motioned him to come down quickly.

Ye Fan was quite helpless.

He could only slowly walk down from the stands.

But the stand is extremely high, with a hundred steps.

It will take time for him to go down.

Everyone followed the sight of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord and forgot about the past, and found that he was waiting for a young man.

The key is that he still walked down.

The people here are big monsters, famous monsters.

Who can't fly?

Who will walk up to the stage?

This is too unreasonable.

"Mojun, are you waiting for him? He seems to disrespect Wendou a little bit." Zi Yi frowned slightly.

The Demon King quickly explained: "No, he's just used to walking, and his temper is relatively slow, let's wait a little longer."

Demon King Peng and Tang Lei looked at each other on the high platform, not knowing why.

"What is Zong Zufeng doing? Is he going to ruin our event?"

Tang Wei quickly explained: "Father, Second Uncle, Zong Zuanfeng was seriously injured and couldn't fly anymore, that's why..."

"Then what the hell are you still doing here? Hurry up and help Zong Zhuanfeng to the ring!" Tang Lei glared.

"Oh oh ok."

Tang Wei hurriedly flew to Ye Fan's side, and dragged him to the ring.

"Brother, just tell me if you are inconvenient, I can help you."

Ye Fan said indifferently: "Literati look down on each other. This is a kind of experience for me. I wanted to walk down a hundred steps, but I didn't expect to be broken by you."

"Then I'll hug you back?"

"That's all! It's against my heart to do it deliberately, so I'd better prepare to answer the question."

"Well! Come on, I like you."

Tang Wei left.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord glanced at Ye Fan with a half-smile.

Really Nima can pretend.

If you are injured and cannot fly, just talk about the injury.

Why don't you train yourself, why didn't you watch you train before?

But Ziyi didn't know the situation, and unknowingly looked at Ye Fan a few more times.

"Monarch, let's begin."

"it is good!"

The crowd was amazed.

"Did you find out? The Hundred-eyed Demon Lord seems to value him very much."

"Is he the dark horse of this year?"

"Hey, I think it's worth watching. I don't know who is better, he or Brother Ziyi!"

And right now.

The question paper in the sky suddenly shone brightly.

The light dissipated.

There is a row of text on it, and the question stem is very simple.

I thought it would take a little more brains.

Unexpectedly, it was an extremely simple problem.

Ye Fan didn't rush to answer the question, but looked around to see other people's reactions.

As if they were facing a formidable enemy, they began to think hard.

Only Ziyi was a little more relaxed, but still frowning.

Ugh.

Asking me to do such a simple problem is really bombarding mosquitoes, atomic bombs bombing birds, four kings sweeping the floor, and marbles pressing pickle jars --- overkill.

Because this is not a literature topic at all, but a brain teaser.

"The first question: What is the most afraid of cloth and paper?"

"I'll go! This year's topic is so simple?"

"Cloth and paper are of course most afraid of fire. Any cloth or paper can be burned to ashes with a single fire."

"I knew I would have gone up to answer the questions."

"No, no, no, your thinking is too simple! If it is fire, how can it be used as an entry topic? I think it should be dye. The initial color of cloth is white, and the initial color of paper is also white. But through dye You can dye them in various colors, aren't they afraid?"

"Damn! One word awakens the dreamer! Brother, you are a genius."

"Hehe, so-so! If I didn't feel unwell today, I would have gone up to answer the questions a long time ago."

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord smiled slightly: "Everyone, hurry up and write down the answers, otherwise the time will be up."

The three topics are presented separately.

And each question only has ten breaths of thinking and writing time.

The comparison is an on-the-spot reaction ability.

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "I'm inconvenient, so I'll tell you the answer directly, how about it?"

"can!"

The others wrote the answers on the question paper, and they couldn't see each other, only the Hundred-eyed Demon Lord could see it.

But Ye Fan said lightly: "My answer is: cloth is afraid of [-], and paper is afraid of accidents."

The answer is exported.

The audience froze for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Haha, what are you talking about?"

"What the hell is ten thousand? What the hell is ten thousand? Is he playing homophonic memes here?"

"What a fool, it's a shame we still have high hopes for him."

……

Hearing everyone's disdain, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitched twice.

It's not a problem if you are not afraid of monsters, but you are afraid that monsters are shameless.

special.

They have announced their correct answers, but they haven't reacted yet?
Ye Fan was angry.

He pointed at the person who said he was afraid of fire just now: "You guys know nothing! You are still afraid of fire. If the answer is that you are afraid of fire, can you answer it? Just find a three-year-old child who can do it."

"Also, you said you were afraid of dyes just now, you are an idiot!"

"Dye can make cloth and paper into different poses and colors, why should they be afraid of dye?"

"You are so ugly, and you know how to wear colorful clothes to decorate!"

"Cloth and paper won't work? Are you afraid of your own clothes? Mentally retarded stuff."

His remarks made many people angry.

One of them stood up, rather than defending himself.

"Dyes are also good and bad. Cloth and paper are afraid that they will be dyed ugly. Is there a problem?"

Ye Fan smiled coldly: "Oh! A normal person either opens a door or a window, why do you close them all!"

"It's okay, I don't blame you! If you want to blame, blame God for being unfair to you."

"Are you insulting me?" The man's face was livid, obviously about to get angry.

"I don't dare to insult you, I'm afraid your brain damage will infect me!"

Ye Fan continued: "You said you were afraid of dyes, so why the hell did I say you were afraid of dye technicians? No matter how good the dye is in the hands of an immature master, it will still be dyed like a flower."

"According to your thinking, cloth and paper are afraid of countless things. Is there a correct answer?"

"To answer a question, you must not only come up with the answer, but also make the answer make sense. Your point of view obviously doesn't make sense."

(End of this chapter)