The incident jointly caused by Duan Qing and Xueling Huanbing did not cause much commotion in the Free City, which prides itself on chaotic neutrality. The abnormal changes that occurred in the Black Magic House and the ensuing chaos were not the same.
It has not been noticed by most people for too long. Except for a few players and forces who are still tracking the whereabouts of the gray-robed magician and his "powerful companions", more people are still focusing on the increasingly approaching League Cup.
In fact - unlike previous UEFA Cups, the holding of this UEFA Cup is obviously mixed with a more eye-catching "struggle" element. The birth of a new league jointly led by major guilds and clubs some time ago, and their
Competitions at the same level that are being planned are now increasingly becoming the subject of discussion and speculation in front of official representatives: "The UEFA Cup competition is about to begin! The 20th UEFA Cup competition is about to begin.
!Is there anyone else who has signed up? Is there anyone else who has signed up!"
"Please, you have been shouting here for so long. Those who want to register and those who should register have already gone to the official website to register. It is useless to shout now if you don't want to register... Is the gap in your registration really that big?
Can you tell us privately?"
"Go away, go away! How can I still not know what you intelligence dealers are? If you want to get information from me - ahem, this is impossible!"
"Okay, I know, I know. I'll give you 20,000 this time. I'll give you the platinum card. There's a stamp of Freedom City certification on it. Don't try to cheat on me anymore."
"..."
"...Oh? Is it still because of the previous withdrawals from the major guilds? Isn't this already -"
"Don't use it so loudly! Those guilds who shouted to withdraw from the competition were probably just pretending, but the previous UEFA Cup qualifiers actually determined the places. If they didn't do it before the final cup,
If they don’t show up yet, these quotas will really become empty positions, so——”
"So the guys are just starting to look for replacements now?"
Sitting above the dock of Liberty City, holding a wine glass and listening to the news, Demon Resurrection couldn't help but sneered: "Don't these officials have any sense of crisis all the time? They are just starting now
Looking for compensation?”
"It also shows that the smoke bombs we fired earlier worked." Nan Zhi Qinghan, who was standing beside him and looking at the city, stretched out her hand to gather the white magic robe on her body: "The alliance probably thought that we would not really withdraw from the game.
, I just used the previous so-called 'farce' to put pressure on them and use it as a bargaining chip in order to exchange for some benefits - huh, only those rotten old bureaucrats can come up with these ideas."
"If you don't want to do it, you just don't want to do it! Why can't they understand!" The fat magician let out a burst of joyful laughter and put the words "Immortal Star Soul" on his hips before wiping himself.
With a proud smile on his face: "Even if we don't consider what these bastards are doing secretly, how can the feeling of being a gambler be as good as the feeling of being a banker? Hahahaha!"
"Don't laugh, you're talking as if we don't need to end up." Phoenix Tianwang, who was squatting in a corner and wiping his beloved longbow and spear, raised his head when he heard the sound: "Or... you want to be like them.
Same?"
"Don't look at me with that look, how dare I." Facing the sharp eyes of his captain and coach, Immortal Star Soul hurriedly raised his surrendering hands: "I mean, anyway, we don't
The only way to trust other people is to occupy the referee's position first."
"The new alliance adopts the rules of a parliamentary system. Although the efficiency will be much slower, at least they are all people we trust, so you don't have to worry about this." Ignoring the ambition revealed in the words of the fat magician, the devil resurrected.
He stretched out his hand to tuck his red spiked hair: "But despite everyone's good skills in fighting, since the old alliance has monopolized the competition for so long, we no longer have any professionals here to organize the competition.
"
"Don't be in a hurry to make fun of others. The next person to make a fool of yourself might be us soon." Having said this, the red-haired man also stopped looking at this noisy city: "There are still things that need to be done in the plan.
There is still a lot of preparation work, and before all this is completed... Where is Da Ang? Where did he go? "
"Is there any need to ask? Of course it's the City Lord's Mansion." The person who answered was a short-haired woman leaning in the corner of the station with her arms folded and an angry look on her face: "'Over there'
After he didn’t need to deal with the matter, he ran to the balcony of the City Lord’s Mansion. As for why——”
"You should all understand, right?"
The City Lord's Mansion in the Free City has become a new lively place during this time. Countless players crowded here have already blocked the roads leading up and down the City Lord's Mansion, making it like a tourist resort. Just because of the previous snow.
Everything that Ling Huanbing performed on the high tower of the City Lord's Mansion was finally videoed by the magic gem and uploaded to the Internet. The external public opinion, which was filled with the fierce confrontation between the old and new alliances, was subsequently turned even more upside down by this declaration.
"The Challenge of the Dark Witch" and the strong comeback of Snow Spirit Magic Ice after such a long time have become the biggest focus of attracting people to come here, and the white-haired witch herself who issued this challenge has also been like her during this period.
As he declared, he never left the highest place in the city.
However, among the crowds who have crowded here to watch and besiege for the past few days, not all of them are people who want to come to fight after seeing the declaration made by the woman who has not restrained her sharpness after killing dozens of people.
"Miss Lingbing! Miss Lingbing! Where have you been during this time? Please answer us!"
"Why are you issuing this challenge? Do you want to challenge your own limits, or do you want to laugh at those pretentious so-called professional players?"
"In this period of time, you have defeated 382 challengers who came here to challenge you. How do you feel now? Is there anything you want to say to other challengers?"
"What does it have to do with you and the upcoming collision between the old and new alliances? Which side are you on? Do you... do you know the Sky-Breaking Blade?"
"Anyone who has nothing to do with me, please stay back!"
The ear-piercing howl of wind and the sound of swords smashing into the ground overshadowed all the noise. Along with this, some players who were holding magic gems for "interviews" and wanted to rush up the steps were attacked by an angry maniac.
There were a series of screams as the sword flew away. The warrior, who was full of domineering power, then straightened up his strong body buried among countless flying rubbles, and lifted the two swords he was holding in his hand one after another.
He put them on his shoulders one after another: "How come you haven't been beaten for a long time, and you people are getting more and more aggressive again? Retreat outside the courtyard, that is the line I drew for you, otherwise I will kill you now!"
"If you want to challenge, just come forward! I will register you for a while." The huge and heavy sword was as light as a stick in his hand, and the thumb of the angry madman pointed at the steps behind him.
A small table at the edge and a pile of messy papers on it: "Of course, if you succeed in the challenge, this name will become famous on the Internet! If you lose, you will not lose anything. At most, you will lose nothing.
Just two more to add to this long list...is there anyone else?"
The sound of metal collisions sounded continuously among the relatively silent crowd. The warrior wearing only a light armor on his upper body raised his voice and continued to confirm loudly. The same smile that was raised for a moment also followed for a while.
After staring, he gradually lost the strong interest he had at the beginning, and together with the other cowardly players in front, he became sick and sick at the same time: "It's boring, it seems that today is another group of brats who only know how to make fun of each other."
"Who just destroyed the steps of the City Lord's Mansion!" Before he could completely spit out his sigh, one of the guards of the City Lord's Mansion who rushed here after hearing the sound knocked the ruler over with a clanging sound.
The warrior's arrogance was suppressed: "Why is it you again? Remember to pay compensation."
"Yes Yes."
Smiling apologetically and pointing to the broken bricks and stones under his feet, the angry madman scratched the back of his head and sent away these menacing city guards with a smile on his face, and then resumed his arrogant and arrogant look under the sidelines of the other players.
: "What are you looking at? Even in the city lord's palace, I, the angry maniac, can do whatever I want! Anyone who wants to cause trouble will use his best tricks."
"No, the one who is guarding the ring is the former daughter of the Chu family, not the young lady of the Lou family. What are you doing here?" A player who looked like a passerby also had a teasing smile on his face.
He came closer and said, "This performance must also be reflected on the blade."
"Why do you care so much?" The evil eyes widened even more, and the angry madman grinned and replied: "I'm just willing to be the flower protector, right? Besides, if we weren't the second best person in the world here,
You are guarding the most basic order, but what should you do if you rush to bully others like you did on the first day? You people have gone too far!"
"Hey, hey, you can't open your eyes and tell lies. Are we bullying others? If we want to bully others, we must have the strength to do so!" The player who came up had a look of fear on his face.
Expression: "The person who rushed up to fight that day died miserably in the end - that look is still on the top page of the two days ago! How can we bully that evil star?"
"Most of the 382 unlucky guys who failed to challenge are recorded on the list at the beginning. They were guys who didn't know the heights of the world at the beginning and wanted to make a name for themselves, as well as people sent by the opposite party to test them."
Resuming his role as a gatekeeper, the angry madman grinned and slammed the two swords in his hands to the ground: "Whether they want to cause trouble or really want to win, these people came here to send them at the beginning.
Most of the people with heads are weak, and at most they are like cannon fodder. Even if the statistics are not complete, there is no need to record them."
"The people who came up in the next few days are the ones who are truly capable and ambitious enough to challenge. Although they did not win the final victory, their courage and perseverance are still worthy of recognition." He pointed at the small table.
The paper on display pouted, and the angry madman's eyes began to soften: "Of course, the one who defeated them all and is still standing there is even more worthy of our admiration."
"That's right, there are several challengers here, I have heard their names outside." Rubbing his hands together as if they were familiar, the passerby players smiled and nodded in agreement with the angry madman's evaluation:
"Because of their arrival, the City of Freedom has become more and more lively. I heard that a few of them even drank with the second best person in the world, which can be regarded as a fate... Isn't this
Is this the effect you want?"
"Guess what to do with so many and nothing?" He glared at himself again, and the angry maniac turned back and looked at the steps again: "Some trivial matters are not what we care about now, we are most concerned about it.
Concerned——”
"It's still about that woman's physical condition."
A loud bang then appeared at the top of the steps where everyone was watching. The closed door of the city lord's palace hall was also pushed open by the air flow caused by the loud noise, and a miserable figure followed along with the original.
Perfectly isolated by the gate, at this moment, the chaotic fighting sound was released and a straight line was drawn in the air, disappearing like a meteor above the heads of the speechless players: "...another one."
"..."
Appearing at the end of the high steps, Xueling Huanbing walked out of the door and slammed her rough sword like a door panel on the ground beside her. With the blood in her body gradually dissipating, she looked coldly at the group of onlookers below.
for a moment, and then disappeared again into the dust of the aftermath with a silent back: "Is there anything else?"
"Three hundred and eighty-three!" He announced loudly in agreement, and the angry maniac clapped his hands and then stood up: "Are there any more? Is there anyone else in line? Are these the only people today? I think so.
If you are interested, come and register with me now!"
"……call."
The inexplicable force drove the heavy door of the City Lord's Mansion to close again. The sudden noise outside the door also disappeared from Xue Ling Huan Bing's hearing. She dragged her steps to the center of the hall and then felt tired.
He sat on a free stone chair with a look on his face, closed his eyes and raised his head: "I'm a little tired."
"Hopefully this won't cause trouble for Reiner."
There was another wordless silence, and the white-haired woman then lowered her head and took in the chaotic scene of this hall into her eyes. The battles in the past few days had turned the floors and walls here into tatters, except for the
The stone chairs and statues representing the Twelve Thrones are still standing intact on the left and right sides of the central carpet aisle: "As long as these things are not damaged, the rest should be easy to repair."
"Is it because they use special materials that you can't destroy?"
Qingyue's voice then interrupted the woman's soliloquy. Xueling Huanbing, who was slumped in the chair, tilted her head and looked at the woman who appeared in the direction of the sound source and was squatting on one of the square windowsills of the City Lord's Mansion.
The figure came into his sight: "Is it because your skills have become so perfect that even a battle will not affect them?"
"...You are actually the next one."
Gradually she sat upright, and Xue Ling Huan Bing's solemn face also showed a reasonable expression: "That's right."
"I gave you such a good opportunity, how could you ignore it?"
This chapter has been completed!