Chapter 207： Take the first round

"Who is that, Sun Shangxiang?

Unexpectedly, Sun Shangxiang was so young. "

King Dingjiang's gaze pierced Sun Shangxiang like a sharp sword.

"What, it turned out to be her!"

Weng Jin was slightly taken aback.

He had known Sun Shangxiang's strength for a long time, but because he was the King of War, they all thought that Sun Shangxiang should be in middle age even if he was young.

"Why, no confidence?"

King Dingjiang said lightly.

Weng Jin slowly shook his head and said: "Her bow and arrow are only a level 5 magic weapon. I have a level 6 magic weapon borrowed from me by my master, which is slightly better than her in magic weapon.

In addition, I am close combat, she is remote.

In the ring, I have an advantage over her.

I am not like Shi Mengchen's trash, not even the King of War. "

The strength of the King of War, plus the treasure lent to him by King Dingjiang, is his biggest hole card.

"So, I feel relieved as a teacher, but don't be careless."

King Dingjiang said slowly, looking like he was in control, and said lightly, "After all, she is the King of War."

"Master, rest assured, the disciple will do his best!"

On the ring, Sun Shangxiang raised his head, his gaze swept across the square, greeted with all kinds of gazes that stabbed him, his face was calm.

In the distance, Bing Wu Ji looked at Sun Shangxiang lightly, with a cold face and even a trace of disdain.

Fairy Ziyang played with the sword in his hand silently, without even looking at Sun Shangxiang.

These arrogances all pride themselves.

Duan Xingyun looked at Sun Shangxiang with an innocent and harmless smile, with a meaningful smile in his eyes.

"Yue Guo is so strong! Not only has the war spirit peak, but also the war king."

Next to Zhao Feiyang, the young Tian Qi said with emotion, "Brother Feiyang, they were only Level 2 empires before, so how come there are so many geniuses?"

In their team, Zhao Feiyang was naturally extremely amazing, but the others were just mediocre. There were only two Zhan Lings, and there were two others who were commanders of the war, so they were able to fill the number.

Zhao Feiyang alone supported their game.

The others also turned their eyes to Zhao Feiyang. In their eyes, Zhao Feiyang was a perfect person, as if omnipotent, a young idol recognized by their empire.

Zhao Feiyang responded flatly: "I can't see through Yue Guo's words.

This Yue Chen seems to be public, but if it is only publicity, it is impossible to live until now. Let's take a look first.

But... Then Sun Shangxiang is an archer after all, and it is not easy to play in the arena. If you encounter opponents of the same level, I am afraid that it will not be good.

Unless... she hides her strength. "

"Hidden strength?"

Hearing this, Tian Qi grew his mouth wide, and said in surprise, "It's all so strong, can it be the result of hiding strength?"

Zhao Feiyang smiled and said, "So, it is unlikely that you can hide your strength. If Yue Chen has this strength, he can't get the top three, and the battle spirit is useless."

Tian Qi said, "Brother Feiyang, if he meets us, he won't be able to get through. Don't even think about the first three."

Zhao Feiyang smiled, did not continue to speak, the confident smile on his face said everything.

Yue Chen and others left the ring, leaving the ring to the next group of players.

On the high platform where the masters were, Sima Qing laughed and said, "This kid is really good."

The tone in this sentence is full of appreciation.

He was born in a casual cultivator, and has an instinctive closeness to Yue Chen, a genius who has risen from grassroots.

Elder Tao stroked his long beard lightly and smiled.

He excavated and invited Yue Chen, and he was naturally marked with the mark of his vein. Now that someone praises Yue Chen, it is equivalent to praise him in disguised form that Elder Tao has vision.

"Huh, I'm just an archer. Sneak attacks are okay. I want to play in the ring, dreaming."

Fairy Huoyun retorted displeasedly.

Yue Chen dared to make a bet with her, let alone winning or losing, in her opinion it was an offensive behavior.

Fairy Huoyun is aloft, and ordinary emperors can only be respectful in front of her. If it weren't for the presence of so many people, she might have slapped it with one palm.

At this moment, naturally I couldn't listen to Yue Chen's favor.

The others smiled, knowing that Fairy Huoyun is beautiful, but has a grumpy temper, so no one tried to refute her.

Many people winked secretly, smiled, and things now seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

Fairy Huoyun, who is aloft, will really lose to a little boy who just debuted?

This is a big show.

Anyway, for everyone present, watching the excitement is not too big a problem.

As soon as Yue Chen sat down, Chen Weiwei crawled in front of Yue Chen. The little girl's face flushed a little, with a hint of excitement.

The farther Yue Chen goes, the more her manuscripts can be written, and the greater the results this time will be, laying a solid foundation for future salary increases.

This little girl was naturally very excited.

"Your Majesty, you unexpectedly met the masters of the King of War in the first game and defeated them in one fell swoop.

From now on, you are a veritable strong team. Do you have anything to say about this? "

Chen Weiwei held a pen in one hand and paper in the other, looking at Yue Chen expectantly.

Yue Chen smiled implicitly, cleared his throat, and then said lightly: "We are here to take the first place. This is just a routine operation. As I said, we don't care who we meet, but who meets us, It's his misfortune."

Chen Weiwei struggled to write, and asked as he wrote: "Then your Majesty, do you have anything to say about your opponent Jiang Guo in the next match?

Jiang Guo is a strong team that claims to be in the top 20. "

Yue Chen disdainfully said: "The little 4th-level country dares to compete with my Yue country."

"Cough cough cough!"

By Yue Chen's side, several people were choked by saliva and kept coughing.

Chen Weiwei showed an awkward and polite smile on her face, complaining in her heart: I don't know who's previous empire level was only level 2.

Chen Weiwei continued with a polite smile: "It seems that Your Majesty is very confident.

I wish you a victory, Your Majesty. "

After about an hour of rest, the second game finally began.

After one round of elimination, there were only 324 troops left.

In most teams, the strongest are just war spirits. For example, Shi Mengchen and the others, if they hadn't met Yue Chen, could go far.

"Let's go!"

Yue Chen said, everyone got up.

"Your Majesty, Murong An is injured."

Sun Shangxiang said.

Yue Chen cast his gaze on the bench, and many young people were excited and looked at Yue Chen eagerly, hoping to be selected by Yue Chen.

Yue Chen smiled and said: "Whoever drew the number 4 back then, just ask her to make up."

"Yeah, great."

A girl clenched her fist, jumping and jumping on the spot, obviously very happy.

The girl is only eighteen years old, and she looks thin and small, like the little girl next door.

Her name was Fang Sisi, and she was one of Zhao Yun's flying dragon riders.