Compared to the liveliness of Wanzhan City, compared to the majesty of other city lords' mansions.
The main palace of Wanzhan City is not unattractive. The gate is closed at all times. In the courtyard, weeds regenerate and fallen leaves fall.
Here, there are no busy servants, just a few stray wild cats.
The only person in the entire City Lord's Mansion is the old man sitting cross-legged in the main hall. He is the City Lord of Wanzhan City. He has not stepped out of the City Lord's Mansion for decades.
At this moment, the old man who was sitting cross-legged stood up and looked towards
"It turns out that the rumors are true, Wanzhan City is about to welcome its owner." The old man sighed, without any emotion on his face.
Outside the gate, several soldiers guarding the city were stinging the door. They wanted to tell the city lord about Wan Zhan.
"I already know, you can go back." The old man responded and continued to sit down.
On this day, the entire Wanzhan City was in an uproar, and countless powerful men headed towards the city gate.
However, some people waited all day and night but did not see anyone coming out of Wan Zhan, let alone saw Wan Zhan City being breached.
Gradually, everyone began to suspect that this was a rumor made by some people and lost interest.
By the second day, the city gate returned to normal.
But from this day on, the word "Wan Zhan" no longer exudes coercion.
"Let's go, let's go into the city and wait for Qi Hao."
On the third day, Han Ziqing and others followed the crowd into the city.
"Qi Hao, will he be okay?" Chi Ming screamed.
"It's hard to say, it should be able to come out." Han Ziqing responded.
He didn't know much, but he knew that the foundation of Wan Zhan City was contained in the word Wan Zhan.
But he didn't know what was in these two words.
"Young Master, let's enter the city too. That person's accomplices have already entered the city, and that person should be dead." The book boy advised.
After two days in the wind and sun outside the city, his skin turned dark.
"The word Wan Zhan has not restored his fighting spirit, which means he is not dead yet. I have to wait here for him to come out!" Zhan Li gritted his teeth.
He wanted to wait for Qi Hao to come out, he wanted to defeat Qi Hao as soon as possible, and then like Qi Hao, he left with the word "Wan Zhan" and went inside.
Even if Qi Hao died, he wouldn't believe it unless Wan Zhan regained his fighting spirit.
Gradually, Zhan Li was the only one left outside the city gate.
This lasted until the eighth day. Even Zhan Li had doubts. Was he really dead? Why didn't he come out yet?
"Keep waiting, I won't believe he is really dead." Zhan Li still insisted on what he thought.
On the city wall, several soldiers were eating melon seeds and complaining about Zhan Li.
In the past few days, the word "Wan Zhan" did not inspire fighting spirit. Without the excitement, Zhan Li became their excitement.
Within the city, there were still people talking about Qi Hao's affairs, but they regarded it as a casual chat after dinner.
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"It's the eighth day, why hasn't he stopped? He is indeed the person chosen by his adoptive father. He has a strong fighting spirit and a strong foundation. But this silly boy, does he know that the fighting spirit here is unkillable, and he
To die is to truly die."
In the mist, the young man murmured to himself.
In the past few days, he had been staring at Qi Hao, waiting for Qi Hao to withdraw from the battle.
However, Qi Hao never planned to cease fighting. When he was injured, he hid in the crowd to heal. After healing, he would rejoin the battlefield.
Several times, Qi Hao was almost killed, and he was ready to take action.
But Qi Hao was able to turn danger into danger and escape luckily every time.
"After eight consecutive days of fighting, his fighting spirit has become a little tired. His strength should be almost the same. It's time to stop."
The young man walked out of the darkness.
According to the foster father's instructions, he should show up when someone arrives.
It was Qi Hao who joined the battle as soon as he came in, and he just watched from the sidelines.
I thought it would be over in a day or two, but I didn't want to wait for so many days.
But at this moment, the injured Qi Hao moved again. With lightning speed, he rushed into the enemy's camp and chopped off a man's head with one sword.
"You little beast, you're looking for death!"
"Kill him!"
Everyone was furious.
"You all have the will to fight, and you are not alive. Why rest? You like to fight, then we will fight."
Qi Hao opened and closed without taking a step back.
Behind him, the guardians rushed up again and guarded Qi Hao's side.
"Fight again. Is this guy really not tired or afraid of death? Is he suppressing his own limit?" The young man sighed and walked forward.
How did he know that Qi Hao was in excitement.
With each battle and consumption, he found that the speed of transforming the gift doubled.
Moreover, he also discovered a strange phenomenon. He was obviously fighting, but the meridians in his body were running on their own, breathing in and out on their own, and the speed was much faster than outside.
The second jade bone is almost completely transformed into jade.
How could he give up such a benefit? If he fought here, he would save a top-quality spiritual stone.
The most important thing is that the speed at which he absorbs spirit stones is not as fast as here.
After fighting for several more hours and all the energy in his body was exhausted, Qi Hao retreated into the crowd.
In fact, he could squeeze himself and test his limits. But that would be too dangerous. He could feel that in addition to fighting intent, the enemy on the opposite side also had murderous intent.
If he is not careful, he will really die. He does not think that he can come back from the dead with the same fighting spirit as here.
"What's your name?"
Suddenly, the sound coming from behind made Qi Hao instantly alert, staring behind him warily.
I saw a young man of similar age slowly walking towards me.
The young man's face is like white jade, with a golden crown on his head, and his eyes are open and closed, as if there are countless stars floating in them.
She is dressed in brocade clothes, embroidered with gold and silver threads, which is dazzling.
There is a seven-star sword in his hand, and the sword's power reaches the sky.
The young man walked upright and dignified, and his footsteps made no sound. When he came close, he bowed to Qi Haoshi.
Qi Hao returned the salute and said: "My name is Qi Hao. I didn't expect there to be a living person here. I wonder what I call my senior brother?"
"I am not a living person, nor do I have the will to fight. As for my name, I don't remember it anymore. My adoptive father calls me Jinzi, so you can just call me Senior Brother Jin." The young man responded.
Foster father? Jinzi? The name is strange. If it’s not a living person, then what is it?
Qi Hao murmured in his heart, but didn't ask any more questions.
"Come with me!" The young man called Qi Hao to go with him.
"Senior Brother Jin, where are you taking me? The battle on my side is not over yet." Qi Hao refused.
On the one hand, he didn't want to give up such a rare opportunity, and on the other hand, he didn't trust this senior brother Jin.
Although Zhanyi has no intelligence, he is protecting him with his life.
"We can no longer fight. The fighting spirit will also be exhausted. They usually only fight once every few years. If you keep fighting, part of the fighting spirit will dissipate. Think about it, it will take hundreds of years.
No new fighting spirit has come in."
At the end of the sentence, Senior Brother Jin let out a long sigh.