Maybe I forgot to say that the language of the grassland nomads is different from that of the imperial people.$().(w)(x).()

So Wang Dong absorbed another portion of blood after coming to the empire.

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The next morning, the Fourth Front Arena.

When the news of "two Heavenly Selected Warriors are going to have a duel" spread, all the spare money in the entire front (city) became boiling.

You know, this is a soldier of the Gods! This is a star-level guy who wants to throw the cliffs on the earth - and if you hear that two stars will be doing the fruit tomorrow at less than three stops from your home...will you go to watch?

Isn’t this of course? Of course I will go to watch!

So, on that morning, the fourth front arena was full of people - the ticket price was not expensive anyway, Wang Dong thought about the price conversion and found that the ticket price was only thirty or forty yuan on the earth, and the VIP seat in the front row was only more than 100 yuan. It was more than 520 yuan for Auntie who was crazy about money and sold a wedding ticket for 520 yuan.

At this time, Wang Dong was sitting in the room prepared for him in the arena, and Fes was sitting next to him, saying with a worried look: "Yun Li, is this battle really inevitable?"

"Don't worry, Fes." Wang Dong smiled slightly, then looked at the door of the room calmly and said, "I won't kill. After all, he is still a soldier on the Fourth Front. If something goes wrong, it's not good."

"I'm not worried about Mu Yi!" Feis covered her forehead helplessly and said, "I know Mu Yi's strength. If I fight with him, I'm afraid I will be defeated in less than twenty seconds. I'm afraid that among the Tianxuan soldiers on the entire fourth front, only Brother Haidong can fight him."

"Oh?" Wang Dong raised his eyebrows, then showed a standard eight-tooth smile. He said, "In other words, if I defeat him, I can basically be said to be the strongest existence on this front?"

"If you think so, I'm sorry, I've let you down." At this time, a voice rang in the room with the sound of the door being pushed open.

"Roselik, what are you doing here?" Fes looked at the visitor, frowned, and said, "And, you... are like this again!"

"Uh...I'm just here to see..." As soon as he saw Fes Roselic, he shrank his neck and smiled awkwardly. He said with a strange look in his voice: "I thought you would be with Mu Yi."

Wang Dong twitched the corner of his mouth, are you real Dios or pretending? If you like Fes, please give me some makeup before coming out... Hey!

The messy hair, thick dark circles, a lump of eye bore at the corners of the eyes, the dirty white hexagram, until the calves - not seemingly designed length but really short - pants, a pair of slippers - and the dirty, and almost seven or eight millimeters of toenails.

‘Damn, do you really like Fis?’ Wang Dong suddenly covered his face and lowered his head speechlessly - Hey, hey, don’t joke, which woman would like a guy like you who is extremely sloppy? Can’t you pay attention to personal hygiene? Will Fis may have a good face to you like this?

As expected, Feis looked at Roselick's appearance and said with annoyance: "Why am I there with Mu Yi? This time I did something wrong! Yun Li just came here and ran to beat someone, so why are you still going to fight now..."

"Mu Yi..." Roselick opened his eyes, as if he wanted to defend Mu Yi, but when he saw Fes' angry face, he couldn't help but close his mouth, then turned his head to stare at Wang Dong, and said, "There are the generals of the Heavenly Selected Warriors, and there are stronger existences above this... If you think that you are the strongest after defeating Mu Yi, you are too proud."

"I don't think so. Of course I know there is a general who chooses the Heavenly War." Wang Dong laughed, then looked at the clock hanging on the wall, stood up with a calm look on his face, and said, "It's almost time, I'll leave first."

As he said that, Wang Dong walked out of the room without caring about Fes and Roselick.

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"Gentlemen, ladies!" The host was shouting with an excited look on his face: "Today, an extremely rare battle appeared on our fourth front! Two Heavenly Selected Warriors will duel in this arena!! Let us invite the two Heavenly Selected Warriors to enter the venue with warm cheers!"

"Oh oh oh!!" The audience was still very cooperative, and the shocking cheers made both Feather and Roselic sitting in the soundproof room hear it.

"Hiss, this sound is really loud." Wang Dong covered his ears and said with a sad look: "It's really life-threatening to sound waves."

"Crack--" At this time, the iron door in front of Wang Dong gradually rose with the friction of the gears. The dazzling sunlight projected out from the gap after the iron door rose, making Wang Dong squint his eyes involuntarily.

"Is it finally started?" Wang Dong slowly let out a breath, then stepped out-

The ring is divided into three floors, the outermost floor is the auditorium, which is similar to the stadium on earth, and the innermost floor is a space similar to that of the football field.

The other floor is the platform sandwiched between the innermost and outermost—slightly higher than the football field space, but lower than the audience seat. After Wang Dong walked out of the iron gate, he came to this platform.

"Now, the two of our duels, the Heavenly Selection Warriors have arrived on the preparation stage!" The host roared, and the sound of enlarging with magic is no weaker than the speaker on the earth: "Stand to my right is the Mu Yi player on the fourth front who is known as the "Hurricane Knight"!"

"Oh oh oh, come on Hurricane Knight!"

"Come on Muyi! Muyi is the best!"

"Go up!"

‘Tsk, I should be considered a away battle, right?’ Wang Dong touched his chin and thought with a playful look on his face: ‘There are cheers for that guy around him.’
Chapter completed!