Blackwater State

Great Mercenary City

Mercenary House Headquarters

The leader of the Swordsman Mercenary Group, Za Boren, and the leader of the Ansel Mercenary Group, Ansel Suiyue, stood at the door of the headquarters of the Mercenary House, and the thirty-nine mercenary groups that participated in the selection have been selected, one of which is called Red Shield!

Long Junhong, the deputy head of the swordsman, was a big fat man, he carried a knife around his waist, and said with a stunned look:

"At the beginning, we said that we would fight the Red Shield Mercenary Group again, but we didn't expect them to have such a strong strength now. ”

"Yes, they defeated us and became the Star Mercenary Regiment, and now they are superstars!"

"Hey......"

The gap between people and people is so big, they are pacing, and this selection can only be a spectator, but they cannot participate in person.

Ansel Honyue was very happy that they had entered the mercenary competition for a two-belt inscription, Cold Light. In the blink of an eye, the Red Shield Mercenary Group became an existence beyond her reach, and this time there were thirty-nine mercenary groups with selection qualifications, but her mercenary group was not among them.

In fact, Ansel Suiyue's strength is very strong, as early as three years ago, he had the first star god in his life, but it has been stagnant for the past three years, and the overall strength of the mercenary group is not strong, so he lost the opportunity.

But she didn't regret it, the swordsman mercenary group around her didn't have the face to see the red shield, but she did, they might be able to meet in private, and then catch up with the old days.

"They're out!"

"Look, the thirty-nine mercenary groups that participated in the selection this time!"

Thirty-nine teams walked out of the mercenary house, their appearance quickly attracted everyone's attention, there were many people outside the mercenary house, hundreds of thousands of people crowded, they were all watching at the moment, and they appeared like singers and dancers with many admirers.

Everyone who was still looking at the information of the mercenary groups posted on the mercenary house building changed their gaze, but they didn't dare to speak casually, these thirty-nine mercenary groups were too strong. They have a strong temperament and can easily shock everyone present.

The Red Shield mercenary group walked last, ten people standing in a row, taking confident steps in the path of the crowd, smiling at the reporter's camera. Because there were a lot of people in front of them, they walked very slowly, and the poster of the Red Shield Mercenary Group on the building behind them was full of their information with the photo of the Red Shield Ten people as the background.

Now Red Shield is already a superstar mercenary group, and they have their own worth and title.

These titles come from everyone, most of them are cool and handsome, which is in line with the tastes of young people, and Xing Zeyuan also likes them when they see them. The thirty-nine teams in the eyes of everyone walked towards the gladiatorial arena, and the ten people of the Red Shield couldn't help but look around.

"It's the first time I've been here!"

When Xing Zeyuan said, Youyou jumped up with joy.

"yes! It's so big!"

"There are so many people!"

Duan Qin was wearing a light blue feather dress, which was suitable for this elegant and cool color at the end of June in the hot month, and the long skirt showed her jade smooth shoulders, and there were upturned feather ornaments between the arms on both sides.

"I wonder which mercenary group I'll fight against in a while?"

Pi Ning was a little nervous, hundreds of thousands of people around him watched them come to power, and their every move was followed by hundreds of thousands, if not more.

"Don't worry, there's a master!"

Qian Ling patted him on the shoulder, and Pening felt much safer. They slowly walked up to the platform with a diameter of a kilometer, and in the eyes of others, they were like fiery novas, and everyone cheered for them, expecting to see a fierce and shocking battle.

"Don't be nervous, just behave well!"

"Xiaoxing, it seems that you are the most nervous right now. ”

"Huh?"

"Look at your legs!"

Xing Zeyuan smiled helplessly, his legs couldn't help but tremble, when the dream came true, he would naturally be excited.

"It's not nervous, it's excited!"

Xing Zeyuan has been waiting for this day for too long, in the past three years, he has walked out of Arbor City, out of Caranrolla State, and even out of the Western Regions Boundary, just to become stronger and obtain this position! Now he is about to participate in the final level to determine his position, he is ready for battle, and no one can snatch his position!

In the past two months, they have improved a lot of strength under the nourishment of the Splendid Runjin Pill, and Xing Zeyuan has broken through the shackles of the Star God in one breath at a speed that no one expected, and obtained the first color star god in his life. He finished his practice sprint and started a new run.

The medicinal effect of the Splendid Runjin Pill is really good, except for Xing Zeyuan and Youyou, the rest of the people's star cluster cultivation has not improved much, but it has been precipitated in the body, and the next time they break through the Star God, they can get a huge breakthrough. And this breakthrough is only a stone's throw away from them, and they have the talent of one in a million when all the muscles and veins have been opened!

"Our thirty-nine teams have come to the stage, please take your seats as soon as possible, if there are not enough seats, please sit on the mobile seats and keep quiet, this selection will start immediately!"

The selection of the mercenary world this time is divided into two steps, a total of a week, the first two days of the battle is to hold sixteen games. Thirty-nine teams were selected by free draw to compete in 32 teams, a total of 16 games, 16 were eliminated, and 16 were left. In this way, with the addition of the seven mercenary groups that did not participate in the competition, there are twenty-three teams.

Luck is part of the strength, and those who are not drawn for the competition are naturally the lucky ones, but in order to avoid being embarrassed in the final martial arts hall and mercenary world competition, a challenge has been added to the selection period on the sixth and seventh days, and any team that loses in the first round can pick a mercenary group, and then compete, and the winner stays!

During this period, the battlefield is rested for three days, and of course, if the challenger and the challenged party agree, it is also possible to fight during this period. The selection of the mercenary world is much more humane than the competition organized by the world government, although this will make the staff very busy, but in order to select the strongest mercenary group, the staff will not mind being busy temporarily, because everything is for the honor of the mercenaries!

There are few drawbacks in the force competition, but the mercenary group with real strength can be selected in just seven days.

At this moment, the head of the headquarters of the mercenary house, Kaqi, walked to the VIP audience under the introduction of the host. This special area is located in the north of the circular gladiatorial arena, with a shelter for enjoying the shade, mat seats below, and maids serving tea and water.

Amid a tidal wave of applause, the khaki took his seat, and the next eighteen seats filled the guests. Among them, Yan Shuang is included!

"After introducing this VIP, we are one step closer to the selection competition, we will select the team for the competition in the mode of drawing lots for the head of the mercenary map, and invite the heads of the thirty-nine mercenary groups to come forward and draw lots. ”

Thirty-nine people walked forward together, and the hostess spoke in a high tone and controlled to a certain extent.

"As explained in advance, there are two types of bamboo sticks, one is a bamboo stick with the word 'empty', and the other is a bamboo stick with a number from one to sixteen ......"

They all know these rules, and the host said that these are just to go through the process, and most of the people who came to see the tryouts were mercenaries, and they all knew the rules!

After the introduction, thirty-nine people drew lots in an orderly manner, and they couldn't see what the head of the bamboo stick was anyway, so they were randomly selected by luck. The exposed maid had only a layer of cloth on her chest, and the large wooden box she was holding exposed at the end of the bamboo skewer had three rows of thirteen rows of small holes.

When it was Xing Zeyuan's turn to draw, there was only the last one left, and after taking it out, Xing Zeyuan smiled indifferently. Luck was not so good, and the bamboo stick he drew had an "eight" written on it.

When the results of the tournament are announced, the huge bulletin board is immediately lined up according to the order in which the draw was drawn.

Tai Ti leaned over to Xing Zeyuan and asked him.

"What's the number?"

"Eight!"

Xing Zeyuan lifted the bamboo stick inlaid with gold and engraved diamonds and leaned in the direction of Taidi, who shrugged helplessly.

"Not together, I'm number four!"

Red Shield and the Deep Sea Mercenary Group stood very close, and they seemed to explain their relationship. They were worried that the two teams would be in trouble if they met each other, after all, only one person could win, but now they don't have to worry, even if they lose the first round, they can regain the qualification by challenging others on the sixth day!

"Brother Taiti, come on, don't be eliminated!"

"Don't worry, Xiao Fu!"

"Waiting for you at the finish line!"

Ganso looked up at him, they were like brothers, a true brotherhood!

Tai Di nodded, and stood confidently with the nine people behind her. This year, the number of people in a single team has decreased, because the number of people in the state martial arts hall who has newly joined the world government is not large, so the number of people in a single team is set at ten, which is just a whole number!

Tai Ti chose the nine strongest people in the group to partner with him, and he looked particularly handsome with his hands on his chest.

"Please take your seats, the first game of the day will start in ten minutes!"

The two teams that won the "one" went to the backstage to get weapons and equipment, and Xing Zeyuan and they sat in the waiting seats. Because the selection was very important, none of the mercenary groups left the field first, and they all sat quietly in their places, thinking about how to fight next.

Tai Di said to Xing Zeyuan:

"Your strength has just been upgraded to a star god, be careful when fighting!"

"Don't worry, maybe I can make your eyes shine. ”

"In battle?"

"You should know that people who have just comprehended the Star God can release the maximum power of the Star God!"

Xing Zeyuan raised his eyebrows at Tai Ti, his star god is very peculiar, and he has a certain confidence in winning or losing his battle!

"Yes, I believe you can do it!"

Gulping down a glass of ice water, Tyty complained:

"It's hell weather! ”

"Don't complain, it's on!"

The presenter plays the role of the narrator, and the two presenters sit in their own places, amplifying their voices through special equipment that can be heard by hundreds of thousands of people in the audience.

There were eight second-generation mercenary groups present, and this time the fire god was also selected, but he voluntarily abstained before the selection, so that only thirty-nine teams remained. No one knows why they abstained, most of them say that it has something to do with the Red Shield Mercenary Regiment, and think that the Fire God can't withstand the blow!

When the Flame God Mercenary Group left the Great Mercenary City, the news about them disappeared with it!

The fire god seems to have withdrawn from the mercenary stage, and nothing has been made public. Pan Ya ran back to the Imperial Clan with a grudge to ask for help, but was rejected by the branch patriarch, and the fair patriarch told him part of the imperial family's plan, he looked at the elderly patriarch in disbelief, and then rushed out of his former home like a demon.

The Flame God Mercenary Group went to another path, this path was the product of psychological distortion, and it was also their only destination, and they had no way to go, except this way!

They ran to the New World on the way to the mercenary world selection competition, and then went to the World Government Headquarters, where what awaited them was not the coercion of the World Government, but the bottom of the Great Prison in the Desert of Degodet!

Mu Nanqing led them forward in the desert, then pointed to the huge black prison and said:

"It's here, I'll take you in!"

"Good!"

Pan Asia raised his head in the wind and sand, and he took his brother and walked on the path that he thought was right!