"No one who has signed up will be allowed to leave?"

Hearing the conversation between Prince Hao and the man surnamed Zhou, Fatty couldn't help but frown and said worriedly, "Forcing others to participate in the selection, it seems there must be fraud."

"Do you still want to participate?"

Illya asked softly.

"at this point."

Fat Fat smiled bitterly and said, "It's impossible not to participate."

"or……"

Zhuma suddenly had an idea, "We all lost the game on purpose. Let's find a way to leave first?"

"There are definitely not a few people who can think of this."

Fatty thought for a while and said, "The leader of Hanyue Kingdom must have some conspiracy to force everyone to participate in the selection. How could he not be on guard against such a little trick?"

"you mean……"

Hearing him describe his idea as a "little trick", Zhuma curled his lips and asked with some displeasure.

"Got to win."

Fatty replied categorically, "Keep winning all the way, and if possible, win until the end."

"Why?"

Zhuma wondered, "If you win in the end, doesn't it mean you become the best?"

"If I guess correctly."

Fatty replied without hesitation, "The fate of the loser will only be worse."

"What basis do you have?"

Zhuma was obviously not convinced.

"Sister-in-law Zhuma, you might as well think like this."

Fat Fat changed the topic, "After you win, you can keep competing. As long as you delay it long enough, won't big brother come?"

"Then let's get the top spot."

As soon as he said this, Zhuma's eyes lit up, he patted his shoulder hard, and issued a confident championship declaration.

While they were talking, the selection contest for the palace guards finally officially kicked off.

"Black and white!"

A man sat expressionlessly behind a horizontal table, scanning the booklet in front of him, and pointed at the arc dome behind him, "Go in!"

"I, I went."

The panda waved its paw, took big steps, and walked towards the mysterious closed building without hesitation.

"With its strength."

Looking at its bulging back, Fatty couldn't help but sigh, "It's not that difficult to win ten."

"What's ten?"

Illya nodded and said, "When we talk about who has the hope of winning the first place here, it must be right or wrong."

But after Black and White, who had high hopes, entered the dome, he never returned.

"This brother."

After a long time, Illya finally couldn't help but came to the front of the horizontal table and asked politely, "I wonder what the result of the black and white competition was?

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"I'm only responsible for roll call."

The man's face was stern, as if he wanted to reprimand. His eyes fell on the beautiful blonde's face, and he couldn't help being slightly stunned. The curse words came to his mouth, and he swallowed them back, "I don't know the situation inside.

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"If you win the competition."

Illya then asked, "Will it come back here?"

"If you win, you will go directly to the next round."

The man shook his head and asked, "Why are you coming back?"

"What if we lose?" Illya was not reconciled.

"If you lose, you will leave through another passage. There is no need to return here."

The man finally couldn't bear it any longer, frowned, waved his hand and said, "Are you done yet? We'll find out later when we go in and take a look?"

"Thank you, brother."

Illya smiled sweetly, not angry, but gave a polite salute, then turned around and walked slowly back to Fatty and Zhuma.

"What an attitude!"

Seeing her good sister being scolded by an unknown person, Zhuma couldn't help but widen her eyes. She almost couldn't help but rush up to give him a look, but Ilia held her back and whispered comfort in her ear.

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"Zuma!"

At this moment, the man suddenly pointed to the dome and shouted, "Go in!"

"It's my turn."

Zhuma's face straightened, she straightened her dress gently, and walked quickly to the competition venue, "Let's see you later."

Watching her graceful figure go away, Illya frowned slightly, feeling a slight sense of uneasiness in her heart.

The moment he entered the building, Zhuma felt that all the energy in his body suddenly disappeared, and he could no longer feel any trace of it. Even the evil body could not be activated, and he actually turned into a completely ordinary person.

Even though she had been mentally prepared, this sudden feeling of losing power still made her a little panicked.

This is a dark and long straight road without any forks. You don't need a guide to know where to go.

At the end of the road is a huge martial arts arena. Although it is wide, it is dark and gloomy. Being in it makes people feel depressed and nervous unconsciously.

Directly opposite, there is also a long straight road.

A graceful and exquisite figure slowly walked out from the entrance of the straight road.

"Senior Sister Xiaowan?"

"Junior Sister Zhuma?"

After seeing the other party's appearance clearly, both sides' expressions changed drastically, and they exclaimed at the same time.

Zhuma's opponent in this match turned out to be Shen Xiaowan!

"You, why are you here to participate in the selection?"

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Zhuma suppressed the shock in her heart and asked in as calm a tone as possible.

"Didn't I get separated from you?"

Shen Xiaowan scratched her head and said, "I thought that for such a big event, you might come to join in the fun, so I signed up."

I actually want to go together!

The corners of Zhuma's mouth were slightly raised, with an extremely weird expression.

"Where are Xiao Ming and his uncle?"

After a moment of silence, she asked again.

"They're coming too."

Shen Xiaowan's answer was both reasonable and unexpected, "And they all signed up for the selection."

"It seems that everyone is here." Zhuma couldn't help but laugh.

"Then let's..."

Shen Xiaowan waved the giant hammer in her hand, "Are we still going to compete?"

"Is your cultivation still there?"

Zhuma was startled when he felt the hammering wind that was almost tearing him apart.

"Not here."

Shen Xiaowan looked confused, "I feel like my whole body is limp and powerless."

Not strong enough?

Looking at the terrifying giant hammer that was bigger than her, Zhuma felt helpless to complain.
To be continued...