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Chapter 107 The Devil's Schedule

The imperial capital, as the capital of the Dragon Kingdom, has always been in a very prosperous situation, but it is as lively as it is today, but it is a once-in-a-century experience.

Those walking on the street are no longer just people in the imperial costume style. Beauties, warriors and magicians are everywhere.

In order to deal with emergencies that may occur at any time, the police and the city patrol team have increased their attendance by four times than before, and everyone exudes murderous aura.

At this time, colorful flags were flying in the center of the largest arena in the imperial capital, and rows of soldiers in military uniforms of different levels stood in the center of the arena.

On the high platform of the arena, Zhao Wuji stood in the center, with men and women wearing noble clothes standing on both sides. The annual military event officially began on the fourth day after Zhang Feng became famous in his battle.

"Since its founding, the Dragon Empire has established its country with its military power and its military power is unparalleled in the world. In order to protect the combat power of the empire, kings of all dynasties have inherited the photos of Taizu..." Zhao Wuji held a long manuscript and made a solemn opening speech on the platform.

"Ah Liu Qiang and Wei Dehai stood behind Wuming, yawning repeatedly without any image, and had no intention of listening to what His Majesty the Emperor was saying.

Although, as a member of the Baolong clan, Wadehai has accepted the idea of ​​being loyal to the emperor and patriotism since he was a child, and His Majesty the Emperor has long been a god-like existence in his heart, and he really doesn't want to yawn at this time. Helplessly, it is more appropriate to be dragged by Wuming to secretly train, or to be secretly abused in the past few days.

During the whole few days, Liu Qiang and Wei Dehai almost didn't have much time to rest. Now they can finally stop the special training, and their physical weakness immediately surged up like a tide. No matter how focused they are, it is difficult to control themselves to listen to Zhao Wuji's smelly and long speech.

Zhang Feng, who was different from Liu Qiang and Wei Dehai, was looking around with his arrogant eyes at all the people he could see.

He looked at him maliciously and had an arrogant attitude. The person who was stared at by Zhang Feng suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Four days ago, Zhang Feng became famous in one battle, and his arrogant attitude was exaggerated again by the newspaper the next day. In a blink of an eye, no one in the imperial capital knew that there was a fourth-level strongman who was so arrogant that he was so arrogant in the camp.

Just as people were arguing about whether the report was true, Zhang Feng, who was on the front page of the newspaper for the first time, walked into the personal martial arts department of the God of War Military Academy with two strange-shaped swords, swaggeringly stated his identity and challenged all the teachers of the second-level martial arts department.

A few days ago, the Sword Saint Teacher, who was tortured by the younger generation of elites in the imperial capital, has been extremely bored these days. When he heard a soldier in the camp who was infinitely exaggerated by the newspaper, he dared to come to him to challenge him, and immediately chose to challenge him.

As a result, Zhang Feng only used the second level of Vajra Power and performed a super smooth two-sword attack, hitting the sword saint teacher who was full of energy. He had only the power of parry and no ability to fight back.

Finally, Zhang Feng slashed hundreds of swords and stopped the attack. The sword saint teacher who was forced by Zhang Feng to have no chance to breathe, sat on the ground tired on the spot and did not stand up for a long time.

Before the news could be heard, Zhang Feng carried his two swords and came to the second military academy, and began his magical journey of challenging hundreds of unbeaten games in four days.

With a 100-game victory in four days, Zhang Feng's popularity has increased sharply. Even Wuming is half inferior to him in this regard.

For the first time, all the gambling shops in the imperial capital felt that it was such a headache for them. It was already difficult for these participants to qualify odds.

The successors of the Five Heroes have been the pillars of the military of the Dragon Kingdom throughout the ages. Even if there are super new stars like Wuming this time, not many people dare to underestimate their ability to win the championship.

Xiao Tianci, a new generation soldier in the Dragon Man Kingdom, is a young man who has been praised by Super Beast Venerable. No one dares to underestimate his strength.

The Super Beast Empire Prince Heglis has long been famous in the imperial court competition not long ago.

Although not many people in Wanjian Mountain took action, when others challenged the sword saints of the Military Academy to prove themselves, they made it clear that he was definitely not a person who was famous.

The Sima family and Nalan family, the new generation of young people from these families, also have strength beyond their peers. It is not impossible for them to suddenly become unpopular.

In addition, the first military masters who were duel in many military events in the past also had good strength.

Now a Zhang Feng suddenly appeared, and the odds in all the gambling houses in the entire imperial capital were chaotic.

In four days, they won 100 duels in a row! Even though some of the opponents in these duels were not very strong, not many people dared to say that they could challenge 100 people in four days to win in a row like Zhang Feng.

After all, in these hundred duels, Zhang Feng did defeat a group of swordsman and first and second-level power magicians. The middle-level battle really requires real skills to fight, without any luck.

The only thing that makes the imperial capital gambling house feel at ease is that the throne with the odds is that no one can shake it yet.

Wuming won the championship successfully! Odds: 0.6 per loss, which can be regarded as the military event's single-soldier fighting competition, the lowest odds for winning the championship in history.

Many people have also speculated that the successors of the Five Heroes or other contestants also have the strength of level 4. But after all, it is level 4, which does not mean that those level 4 masters can definitely kill other level 4 masters.

Defeat and kill are completely different concepts. Experts of the same level may be able to defeat their opponents, but if they want to kill the opponent, it is another difficulty.

When a master at a disadvantage chooses to escape when he sees the momentum is not good, although the advantageous side defeats the opponent, it is a very difficult task to catch up with the opponent and kill him.

In particular, the fourth-level master who Wuming killed is not an ordinary fourth-level master. It is the dwarf Wang Ying, one of the five masters in Liangshan!

For those who ranked No. 1 at the odds of winning the championship, except for some nobles who complained, most people could still accept this odds.

Zhang Feng swept most of the rounds of the participating soldiers and generals, and lazily yawned. Although he knew that this was a despise for His Majesty, it was difficult for Zhang Feng, a very hot-blooded old man in life, to Zhao Wuji's very official speech.

He was passionate and only for Wuming and his comrades in the camp would be inspired. Others? What does it have to do with him?

A sharp look suddenly shot out from the crowd, and Zhang Feng's eyes became more energetic. After looking at the other party for a long time, he recognized the other party. It turned out to be Zhao Lengtong, the second princess of the Shenlong Kingdom. It was obvious that the princess was very dissatisfied with his performance.

“Ah

Zhang Feng yawned again indifferently. Compared to Zhao Lengtong's performance, he cared more about Domotoki standing beside Zhao Lengtong.

This imperial capital was famous before, the most useless among the successors of the Five Heroes. Now the impetuous, proud and arrogant breath has long disappeared without a trace. Instead, it is calm, calm, aloof and powerful.

The strange-shaped demon sword hanging around Domotoki's waist was like its owner, restraining its coldness and power in the past. Now it looks more like a sword weapon with a strange-shaped shape. It is hard to see what power it has.

However, Zhang Feng, who had seen the power of the demon sword before, dared not underestimate this strange-shaped demon sword at all.

"The number of participants this time can be said to be the largest number of military events in history, and it is also the greatest world since the founding of the Dragon Empire! Not only are there sword saints and magicians, but there are also fourth-level masters like the ancient martial god!" Zhao Wuji coughed and continued, "Everyone is the pillars of the country. I hope that when you exchange and exchange, you can try your best to stop and reduce unnecessary casualties."

When the emperor spoke, the soldiers and soldiers in the audience naturally cooperated to obey the order. However, what everyone thought in their hearts? What would they do when they arrived on the stage was another matter.

Just click to the point? Just kidding! This duel, the final winner, is the real number one in the army! This title is so great! No one can resist this title, whether it is a mage or a warrior.

Seeing everyone's cooperation, Zhao Wuji said a few more words and ended his speech. The officials in charge of the event organization of this military event began to announce the specific schedule.

The military camp group's military flag-taking exercise competition was put in the last event according to the past habit of highlighting the show. The selection competition of the number one master in the army was also placed in the first local event according to the past practice.

The way of selecting and competing the number one master in the army is to decide their opponents according to the previous draw of lots. However, considering that there are indeed too many participants this time, it would be too wasteful if the contestants came to draw lots one by one.

The organization officials of the conference had already drawn the lottery on behalf of everyone, and several huge notice boards were moved out by the staff, which clearly indicated the names of each participant and his opponent, as well as the group area where they were located.

Wuming quickly found his partition and also saw the name of his first opponent: Remington.

Almost at the same time, Wuming felt Youdao's excited eyes look at him.

Turning his head and looking at the big man with red hair, the eyes of a wolf-like excitement flashed in his eyes, the fierce flesh on his face twisted into a ball, and he smiled like a madman with a crazy laugh: "Thank you for your favor of God Nuwa! Thank you for your favor of God Luck! My opponent is Wuming! From tomorrow, my Remington's name will resound throughout the continent!"

Those who were watching the notice heard Remington's shouting and smiled a little gloating at Wuming.

"Remington?" Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows: "That second-level fire magic? Remington, who won the title of No. 1 master at the last military event?"

Remington had heard of Zhang Feng, who had won every battle in four days, and had a look of pride on his face. Even the roaring sound was a little louder than before: "That's right! It's me!"

"Poor child" Zhang Feng looked at Remington with a sympathy: "I actually met the leader in the first round, the number one master in the last military, and it seems that he will be the first to be eliminated."

"Expulsion?" Remington glared at his big eyes and said disdainfully: "Wang Ying is just an elderly dwarf. The so-called fourth-level strength is just a legend from the outside world. A group of Liangshan bandits are just a mob! Maybe, Wang Ying was also killed by you Zhang Feng. Wuming took away this credit because of his identity as a superior."

Since Zhang Feng's popularity soared in the imperial capital, there are not many people who hold the idea of ​​Remington. In the army, the senior officials have crushed people to death and snatched their subordinates' creditors often, and it is really not a big news.

Zhang Feng was too lazy to defend himself with such a arrogant maniac, so he could only smile and shake his head powerlessly.

Before Zhang Feng could finish shaking his head, someone in the crowd shouted: "Old Lei! You must be defeated! As long as you are defeated, I can definitely face Wuming! My opponent is very weak, and you will meet Wuming in the next round!"

A hint of surprise flashed through Zhang Feng's eyes. The person who called out was Moz, the number one master in the military in the last session. A long time ago, his purple flame fighting spirit was about to enter the third level. After all these years of hard training, I believe he might have the strength of the third level.

"Moz! You kid would better lose too! Then I can meet Wuming! I am the opponent that Wuming may encounter in the third round! My opponent's strength is not very good either!"

Zhang Feng's eyebrows were almost twisted together. The third person to speak was Tang Lei, who was also a man who had won the title of No. 1 master in the army. He was an orthodox dragon knight and called himself the first shot in the army.

Looking up at the notice board, Zhang Feng found that if Wuming wins every time, his opponent will probably be the number one master in the army in the past.

If you draw a lottery game, if you draw an opponent as the number one master, you can say that you are not lucky.

It is possible to meet two first-rate players in a row, which can be said to be very unlucky.

If you draw lots, you may encounter three first-rate soldiers in the army in a row. Is this extremely lucky, or is someone deliberately cheating in the draw lots?

Look at the fourth and fifth ones... Zhang Feng was completely speechless. Could it be that the organization officials of this conference secretly bought Wuming and lost?

For a moment, there were constant shouts in the crowd, and everyone wished the number one master in the army ahead to be defeated and hoped to fight Wuming.

Zhang Feng raised his lips slightly, looked at the notice board in front of him with a smirk, and muttered to himself: "Damn, since you are unkind, arrange such a devil schedule for us, then don't blame the brothers who are trapped in the camp for being unrighteous and use evil tricks!"

The successors of the Five Heroes, those who are also very popular with Ming Jian and others, were completely separated this time with great luck and scattered into other groups. If nothing unexpected happens, these people can easily enter the finals.

In addition to these lucky people, Sima's family really had a bad luck person, Sima Wudi.

This young master who practices both magic and martial arts was extremely unlucky to be in the same group as Wuming, and it is very likely that the last duel before Wuming entered the final was to fight this young man.

"My luck is really good." Sima Wudi saw the mark on the signboard clearly, and did not show any care at all. Even his sigh was full of falsehood: "Hey! Old butler, I don't want to work hard this time, you have to testify for me! Before entering the final, the opponent in the last game is probably Wuming. I, a small second-level master, isn't this asking for death to him? I don't want to donate parts of a certain part of my body for the title of the most valuable military master. The knife on Wuming's waist can make me feel cold even through the scabbard."
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