During dinner, Wu Ming, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, was helped by a servant and placed on a chair.
His face was covered with scratches, his left eye was swollen, and his right eye was black and purple. Wu Ming looked like a giant panda and hummed: "I ran too fast while riding a horse, and my face was scratched by a branch."
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"What about your eyes?" Anne asked worriedly.
Wu Ming touched his eyes, grinned in pain, and defended: "I fell, my face was scratched by a branch, and I fell off the horse. This is just a small problem. Let's eat quickly."
Lucy sitting beside her looked proud, with a deep smile hidden under her seemingly calm eyes.
It's not easy to do anything these days, let alone be a dragon knight.
Don't look at Lucy after she became a human, with black stockings, long legs, big breasts, and the appearance of a perfect royal sister.
Wu Ming couldn't beat her when he started, but he didn't take advantage of her. He was almost beaten into a panda wine master, and he gained a lot of weight.
"My poor brother, don't you think so, Tibbs?" Annie was inseparable from Tibbs the bear, and took him with her when she ate.
Tibbs, this stupid bear, is now five months old. He is chubby and weighs at least sixty or seventy pounds. It is already very difficult for Annie to hold him.
After hearing the master's words, Tibbs climbed up with Annie in his arms, and soon came to the table.
Sitting on the table, the little bear slapped the dishes vigorously, as if he deeply agreed with his little master's words.
"You're a parasite, you eat like a pig, you're so fat that you can't even see your neck." Wu Ming tapped Tibbers' nose, and quickly retracted his finger before he opened his mouth to bite his finger.
Recently, because of the good food, Tibbers has become extremely overweight and his movements have also slowed down a lot.
This time the attack was in vain, Tibbs simply fell down on the table, groaning a few times but unable to get up.
"Tibbs, open your mouth!" Annie held a plate of turkey and brought it towards Tibbs' mouth.
Although Tibbers is only half a meter tall, his mouth can open very wide, which is similar to that of a python.
In one bite, it swallowed the whole turkey, including the plate.
Wu Ming touched its belly curiously. A turkey weighed at least thirty kilograms. It was hard to imagine where Tibbers stored it after he swallowed it.
"Roar!" Tibbers didn't like Wu Ming very much. He held his belly with his paws and roared at him.
Wu Ming raised his hand and hit it on the head. He dodged Tibbers's bite again and cursed: "What a heartless thing. He eats and drinks from me every day and bites me again. Why?"
Since Tianni is not at home, I will put you into a steamer and steam the Shadow Bear."
"Roar!" Tibbers has a very high IQ and can understand people's words roughly.
Upon hearing such a threat, Tibbs roared, ran into Annie's arms, and rubbed himself in Annie's arms like a baby.
"Is Tibbers a male or a female?" Seeing the little bear's movements, Wu Ming asked with a frown.
Annie covered her mouth and chuckled, stretched out her hand to twist Tibbers' ears, and said, "Brother, shadow bears have no gender. They are the embodiment of shadow rules, and there is no such division."
Shadow Bears, like angels, have no gender distinction.
Hearing such an answer, Wu Ming felt relieved and said, "I asked Butler Ford to open a playground in the garden. When you have nothing to do, take your little servant to play there."
Unlike others, the maids beside Anne include four little girls aged eleven or twelve, who were specially bought to play with Anne.
Although Annie will be a powerful person in the future and a famous daughter of darkness, she is still just a little loli.
Lolita needs childhood and the care of her family.
Wu Ming couldn't do much, he could only do his best to create a happy childhood for Annie, and he didn't want her to be exposed to the outside world too early.
The outside world is very dangerous, the world is very cruel, and as time goes by and as big events unfold, it will become more and more cruel.
As a brother, what he needs is not Anne to fight, nor to become the boss of the neutral chaotic camp.
Because if Annie becomes like that, it will be a dereliction of duty on his part as a brother. Wu Ming does not think that with his ability, he will not be able to control his sister's fate.
It was uneventful, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The registration competition to go to the Magic Empire has ended, and today is the day for screening.
Outside the palace, ten huge arenas have been placed in conspicuous places.
Wu Ming took Lucy into the arena, and together with the other players, they took their waist cards and started drawing lots to choose their first opponent.
There was a huge crowd of people, more than 2,000 players signed up, and even more people came to watch.
Viscount Kane, whom Wu Ming was familiar with, was sitting in the VIP table with his family of three, waving his arms vigorously.
"Come on!" Viscount Kane clenched his fists and shouted loudly to Wu Ming.
Wu Ming was also very happy to see an acquaintance and silently gave a thumbs up, saying nothing.
"Quiet, quiet..."
In the front row of the VIP area, there was an old man wearing a yellow robe surrounded by the Hachi Gong and the Twenty-four Marquises.
This old man is the King of the Holy Light Empire, His Majesty St. George, who is 89 years old this year, and there are several older princes and princesses.
His Majesty St. George is very old. Although he is a heroic being, the ruthless years still make him look old.
In the world of gods, the life span of mortals is only a hundred years, and it is difficult for professionals to live beyond 150 years.
Unless you break through to level 22 or above and become a divine being, you will inevitably die. As for His Majesty St. George's level, although it has not been spread to the outside world, few people think that this old king will be above level 22.
"Lucy, I suddenly thought of something." Wu Ming withdrew his gaze and said to Lucy.
Lucy turned her head slightly and asked calmly: "What are you talking about?"
"As long as I don't die, you will always be the prince." What Wu Ming said was a joke, a joke that he only thought of after seeing the eldest prince.
King St. George is 89 years old. As his eldest son, the eldest prince is almost 70 this year.
Wu Ming was very curious about whether the eldest prince could survive until the day he became emperor. After all, King St. George didn't look like he was going to die no matter how he looked at it.
"quiet..."
King St. George, unaware of Wu Ming's ridicule, spoke energetically: "Young generation of the empire, I am very happy to see you, and also very proud. The glory of the Holy Light Empire will be lit up by you, you
This is the present and the future of the empire. As the king, I have a lot to say, but I know the purpose of your coming here is not to listen to an old guy nagging. So, take your badge and enter the arena.
, just do what you want."
"Long live His Majesty the King, long live His Majesty the King!"
Countless people shouted slogans, and the uniform voice was deafening.
Wu Ming nodded to Lucy and walked to the ninth arena with his number plate. He was the first group of 2,000 people to appear in the ninth arena.
"Come on, little one, let's compete!" Wu Ming's opponent in the first match was a muscular man.
He had his upper body naked and wore a pair of tight leather pants on his lower body. His muscles were piled on his body like stones, and one of his arms was as thick as someone else's waist.
"Wu Ming, a ninth-level dragon-slaying warrior."
"Caesar, Level 10 Storm Warrior."
Wu Ming is a Level 2 Dragon-Slaying Warrior with an overall level of 9, while his opponent is a Level 2 Storm Warrior with an overall level of 10.
In terms of level, the gap between the two is not big. Caesar's attributes are at most three or four points higher than his, so there is no way to form a crushing pattern.
However, Wu Ming didn't know what the opponent's skills were. The second-level special professions had their own special skills, and many skills would restrain each other.
"Step forward and chop!" Caesar looked muscular, but his movements were very fast.
The moment the skill was activated, the ten-meter distance was shortened. Wu Ming saw a huge sword thrust straight towards him, with the breath of wind on the tip of the sword.
Keeping constant in response to all changes, Wu Ming remained still until the tip of the sword was about to hit him, then he swayed slightly to the left.
The swaying distance was no more than five centimeters, but it was these five centimeters that allowed his head to avoid the giant sword and dodge it smoothly.
"Cut against the wind!" The straight thrust was changed to a sweeping sweep. Caesar used his waist as the point of force, spinning the giant sword and slashing.
Wu Ming tapped his foot lightly, and like a petrel, he took half a step back and dodged Caesar's attack again.
"Interesting, I underestimated you." After missing two skills in a row, Caesar's face became more solemn and shouted: "Wind Slash!"
Different from the first two skills, Gust Slash is a continuous skill and has a certain range of damage.
When the opponent activated his skills, Wu Ming found that he had no way to retreat. He was surrounded by sword energy formed by the strong wind. Retreating indiscriminately would only make him passive.rw