In every legion, there is a god-like existence. That is the soul of the legion, and it is invincible!
Why aren't they excited and excited when they can see the battle between the King of Soldiers?
Zhang Xiaotian looked at the soldiers of the Northern Legion and looked at their eager eyes.
"Come on, fight for the glory of our northern legion!" Pang Long clenched his fists and looked at Zhang Xiaotian and said eagerly.
"Don't worry, the King of Soldiers, I will get it." Zhang Xiaotian said firmly.
After saying this, he turned around and walked forward...
After the shouting at the scene became quieter, a commander pressed the microphone and said: "Now, we have invited fifteen military kings from our five legions to enter. Tonight, we will see who can win the honorary title of King of Soldiers."
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As soon as he finished speaking, fifteen warrior kings slowly entered the room.
Each of them is a legend, and they are the most dazzling existence among their own legion.
"Look, isn't that Du Jie from the Southern Legion? I heard that he single-handedly entered a drug den with weapons and bombs and killed more than a dozen drug traffickers by himself, but he was not harmed at all."
"Look, isn't the person in third place the bridge striker of the Central Army? His kung fu is superb, and his shooting level is even better. He still holds the Chinese long-range shooting record, and no one has surpassed it.
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"Also, that is Shen Hao, the young master of the Shen family. He ignored the dissuasion of his family and insisted on becoming a soldier. Now he is doing well and his strength is by no means simple."
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The soldiers of the five legions were all discussing around these fifteen soldier kings.
Their bodies are extremely strong, with bulging muscles, strong and powerful, and full of explosive power.
However, Zhang Xiaotian is an exception among them. He has such delicate skin and tender flesh that he is reluctant to take action.
This also attracted a lot of people's attention.
"Oh my god, who is that pretty boy from the Northern Legion? What on earth do the Northern Legion think? Is there anyone left after sending all these people?"
"Isn't the most powerful person in the northern army Zhang Meng? Could it be that he is Zhang Meng? It doesn't match the rumors."
"Don't make trouble! I've seen Zhang Meng before. How could he look like this? I don't know how this kid got in. If he can do it, so can I. I'm afraid this guy is here to participate in the Battle of the King of Soldiers. Is he here?
Funny, right?”
"Why are you laughing at him? Even though he is thin, he is very strong."
"Yo yo yo, it turns out to be Pang Long. Do you think he looks powerful? I think you are much more reliable than him..."
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These people obviously don't think highly of Zhang Xiaotian.
Even if the people of the Northern Army argue, they don't believe it.
Zhang Xiaotian walked together with the other two soldier kings of the Northern Legion and came to the arena of the Northern Legion.
Those two people had just seen Zhang Xiaotian kill Pang Long instantly with one move, and they immediately said: "Brother, don't be angry. I'll slap you in the face later and let them see how powerful you are."
Another person also said: "That's right, even if they don't accept it then it won't work."
Zhang Xiaotian smiled and said: "It's nothing. The more they despise me, the better. They have already committed a taboo among military strategists."
Not only did the soldiers of the other four legions not think highly of Zhang Xiaotian, the four elders sitting on the rostrum also did not think highly of Zhang Xiaotian.
Mo Lan looked at Mr. Mu and said: "Old Mr. Mu, I think you are getting more confused as you get older. How can you send such a person up? Is there really no one in your northern army? Do you want me to send some elite soldiers?"
Meng Tian also laughed: "Old man Mu, you were planning to give up at the beginning, but we won't be grateful to you."
Zhao Tiange also smiled and said: "Old man Mu, are you trying to make us happy? I have to admit that you succeeded. By doing this, you have made me laugh for a month, hahaha..."
Mr. Mu had a mysterious look on his face, shook his head and said, "I'll let you be happy for a while. I'll make you laugh later, but you won't even be able to laugh anymore."
Immediately, Mr. Mu looked at Mo Lan and said: "Old Mo, if you laugh at others like this, if it weren't for him, you probably wouldn't be sitting here today and would have been in the coffin long ago."
Mo Lan also looked surprised and said in surprise: "Old man Mu, he is your grandson-in-law? How did you take a photo of him? You don't want to use the reputation of a legion to become your grandson-in-law, do you? It's very dangerous to do so.
Unwise…”
He obviously guessed that Mr. Mu wanted to gild Zhang Xiaotian.
And the combat effectiveness of his northern legion only lies in the other two.
Mr. Mu smiled and said, "You have known me for decades. Am I that kind of person?"
Meng Tian looked unbelieving and said, "Whether that's the case, we'll find out later."
Fifteen warrior kings were already standing on their respective stages, with lights all around.
The commander showed no expression as he announced the rules of the game.
The Battle of the Soldier Kings adopts an arena challenge system, that is, a Soldier King is selected by drawing lots and challenges the Soldier Kings of other legions. If the challenge is successful, he will continue to challenge the Soldier Kings of other legions. If the challenge fails, he will be eliminated directly. Challenge
The person who succeeds becomes the new champion and challenges the soldiers of other legions, and so on...
In the end, until the king of soldiers is determined...
"Okay, everyone must know the rules. Now let's start drawing lots to decide the winner."
Lots were quickly drawn, and the winner was a member of the Southern Legion.
The three members of the southern legion gathered together to discuss, and they all looked towards the northern legion's arena, and finally settled on Zhang Xiaotian.
Zhang Xiaotian was quite helpless, he was too deceitful, and they all treated him as a soft persimmon.
"Please ask Wang Mao of the Southern Army to choose your opponent."
That Wang Mao looked at Zhang Xiaotian and said: "The person I want to challenge is the Northern Legion, Zhang Xiaotian."
"The first battle is between Wang Mao of the Southern Legion and Zhang Xiaotian of the Northern Legion. Please enter the central arena. You have two minutes to prepare."
Soon, the two came to the central arena.
"Old man Mu, now we want to see if your grandson-in-law can do it..." Mo Lan said with a smile, obviously he didn't think highly of Zhang Xiaotian either.
Mr. Mu was not angry. He smiled and said, "Wait a minute, you won't be able to laugh anymore."
Zhang Xiaotian stood on the side of the central arena and stared at the opponent.
"Boy, just give up and go on, so as not to suffer some physical pain." Wang Mao sneered.
He waved his fist and looked at Zhang Xiaotian with disdain.
Although he has absolute confidence, he still wants to save some energy and eliminate more other opponents.
However, Zhang Xiaotian looked indifferent and said with a smile: "The fact that I can stand here means that you can't scare me like this. Come on, I want to see how you make me suffer."
"Boy, if you have some courage and you are a man, I'm going to start." Wang Mao said coldly, getting ready to fight.
Although he disdains Zhang Xiaotian, he still has to go all out. If he can become the king of soldiers, he will not despise any opponent.
Sudden.
Wang Mao moved, his muscles bulged high, and he rushed towards Zhang Xiaotian.
A punch was thrown out, as if it was a cannonball, and the momentum was so amazing that it made the air roar.
The power of this fist is much more powerful than that of Pang Long.
I saw Zhang Xiaotian's mouth outline a charming arc, looked at Wang Mao and said with a smile: "You lose, go down!"