It is worth mentioning that Li Zitong, who calls himself King Fengming, was chased away by King Xiewu like a dog and defeated by Du Fuwei, but he still came to participate in the conference and even brought the Wu brothers with him!
The King Conferment Conference is an ever-lasting event that no one wants to miss.
Not only Li Zitong, but other rebel thieves, rebel kings, power leaders, Jianghu Caowang, etc. also fully participated.
Li Tang, who had just rebelled, sent two of his own sons.
The Wagang army that had just captured Qi County came in full force.
Li Chuze, the king of Daliang, who had just raised the flag and raised an army, came in person.
In Beidi, which had just declared independence, the Turkic alien Khan Ashinahelu (referred to as Shaboluo), who claimed to be King Shaluo, not only came in person, but also brought his strongest warrior, Iron Eye Dragon.
Originally, they were just here for the name. They would play, show off, show their strength and presence, and would not work too hard.
Now, their interests and ambitions have been aroused.
If you can't win the king, can you still win the four princes and eight nobles? In addition to self-awareness, the strong will also have strong self-confidence and arrogance. Unless the gap is really huge, no one will admit defeat. No one is first in literature, and no one is first in martial arts.
There is no second place!
"Eight Marquises can be ennobled by the imperial court, or they can be chosen by themselves. They enjoy the treatment of a second-grade marquis and a salary. They are given a silver medal as a marquis, a reward of 100,000 gold, a hundred pieces of brocade, a low-grade heavenly skill, and a low-grade divine weapon.
One piece, a set of earth-level mid-grade armor..."
"It is hereby stated that if the eight princes are willing to be loyal to the imperial court and be conferred the title of 'general' by the Holy Order, they can lead an army of one hundred thousand and be granted the title of marquis and worship the general."
At the third level, the rewards have obviously dropped significantly compared to the second level.
However, it still makes countless people extremely excited. Whether it is a title or a title, it is enough to make people reach the sky in one step! Not to mention one hundred thousand gold, which is enough to break two legs and live comfortably for several lifetimes. Kung Fu, magic weapon
, armor, etc., can all be used as heirlooms!
As for the general, he also moved the hearts of countless heroes, and he was also a powerful general who led an army of 100,000.
"The rules of the conference are very simple, there is only one..."
"Anyone can come on stage. Those who win ten games in a row will be promoted. There are no restrictions. It doesn't matter life or death. Please be aware of yourself."
"After promotion... it depends on the situation. If there are many people, it will still be in challenge mode; if there are few people, it will be decided directly by drawing lots."
"The king announces..."
"The first world king-conferring conference is officially..."
"start!"
The last two words, Yang Lin, the patron king, were like a thunderbolt of luck. They exploded in the air like a thunderbolt, echoing in the vast city of Yangzhou...
After the announcement, Yang Lin did not retreat. Instead, he took Master Shang, Yu Wen Chengdu and others back to his seats, obviously staying to watch!
"Without any restrictions, regardless of life or death, this obviously wants heroes like us to kill each other! Do you think we are stupid?"
"What kind of hero do you think you are? Why are you afraid of death to participate? If you tell me, this is the best rule. Otherwise, how long will it take for so many people to compete?"
"If one of our own comes on the field, wouldn't it be easy to advance?"
"When all the heroes in the world gather together, do you think they will all give you face? Besides, what about promotion? In the end, there are only thirteen people..."
"This is the first session. Is there a second, third or fourth session?"
"It has officially begun. Who will be the first to take the stage?"
"The patron king deserves to be the patron king. He is concise and concise. I like it..."
The loud shouting reverberated around the ears, but it made the atmosphere stagnant, and then countless whispers and even discussions were obviously suppressed.
One breath...
Three breaths...
Ten breaths...
After ten breaths of time, the lively atmosphere was obviously a bit depressing, and no one showed up at all.
Yang Lin and others from Beixi were not in a hurry and had no intention of coming up first.
Yang Lin said slowly and loudly as expected: "I hereby apply that as long as there are people in the ring, if five people come on the stage, it is limited to one stick of incense, and if they fail, they will win a game, and so on!"
This news cannot be said to be good or bad. It seems a bit natural and did not cause much agitation.
"I am the leader of the Iron Palm Gang in Anlu County, Zhao Dacheng. Please give me some advice from the heroes of the world!"
Less than twenty breaths later, someone finally couldn't help it. A middle-aged man with dark skin, big hands, and a brocade robe jumped onto the high platform and politely bowed his hands to the surrounding heroes.
Anlu County is only a small county ranked at the bottom among the counties in Henan, and the Iron Palm Gang is only a second- and third-rate gang, and most people present have never heard of it.
However, starting today, the Iron Palm Gang will definitely become famous
"Gang Leader Zhao, this place is not suitable for you, you'd better go down there!"
Suddenly, a tall and handsome man with three feet in height, wearing strong clothes, jumped on the stage like a cheetah. He looked at Zhao Dacheng with disdain and said. After a pause, he suddenly remembered something, and he quickly said in a loud voice:
"I'm Cheng Yi, the master of Tianzhu Gate in Anlu County!"
And then... nothing more!
"Ha ha……"
The whole audience burst into laughter. It was obvious that Cheng Yi and Zhao Dacheng had some personal grudges. However, Cheng Yi's move was obviously to promote his own reputation.
However, the laughter is not meant to be sarcastic. After all, most of the intentional participants also mean this.
"Hmph! What a shame!"
Zhao Dacheng narrowed his eyes, obviously quite fearful, but he did not admit defeat, but snorted coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked his feet out, and his palms suddenly flashed with metallic luster. They were so powerful that they could break gold and break jade. These were iron palms!
Cheng Yi did not retreat and kicked out with confidence...
"Bang……"
There was a muffled sound like firecrackers, Cheng Yi took a step back, but Zhao Dacheng staggered back five or six steps in a row, arguing.
"Destroy the Mountain Kick!"
As soon as Zhao Dacheng stood still, Cheng Yi shot out at a very fast speed. He was in mid-air, with his long legs making the sound of wind and thunder. It was really powerful enough to destroy mountains and crack the earth.
Zhao Dacheng gritted his teeth, ducked, and slapped Cheng Yi on the side with his iron palm...
After all, Zhao Dacheng was not as good as Cheng Yi. After more than twenty rounds of fighting, Cheng Yi kicked him out of the ring and spurted blood.
The first game came to an end, and the challenger was defeated, and it was obvious that he had personal grudges.
Soon, several people from the world came on stage, but they were all defeated by Cheng Yi. After all, whoever dares to be the first to appear on the stage will not be weak.
The ten games ended quickly. Cheng Yi, who was in the early stages of training, did not encounter any strong enemies. He received an iron medal and was promoted easily in front of everyone's attention. As soon as he stepped down, some first-rate forces and wealthy families wanted to recruit him.
Cheng Yi, there are still many people who want to join the Tianzhu Sect, which makes many hesitant strong men firm up their minds, the most important thing is to participate!
With the beginning, everything follows naturally and the atmosphere becomes more and more enthusiastic.
It is worth mentioning that during the competition, only half of the participants had some grudges, which added a lot of blood to the arena and aroused the passion of the warriors.
The scorching sun rises, the sun sets, and the bright moon rises into the sky.
The conference lasted for a day and a half, and a total of twenty-one people were promoted. The speed could not be said to be fast, but it was very exciting, and most of the audience couldn't stop. However, the people who advanced were all great monks. There was no sign of the conference stopping, and it was obvious that it would continue day and night.
However, people on the venue were coming and going, some people left, and more people came.
The great monk is known as the ancestor. He is basically a dominating existence. He can dominate a county or a county and cannot easily make grudges. Therefore, if there is no selfish grudge, no one will interrupt the advancement of the great monk.
It was only the first day, but there was a vague unspoken rule set for the conference. If you are not a great monk, don’t go on stage and embarrass yourself!
No one knows how many people will participate or how long the conference will last. However, the rewards given by the imperial court spread like a storm, sweeping the world. More and more powerful people rushed to the scene at full speed after hearing about it.
To Yangzhou City...
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