The border guards of the Bridge Country continued to stare at the yellow sofa in front of them after sending Conan Campbell away with a respectful gaze. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Suddenly, I saw a man wrapped in a black robe walking in the yellow sand. Obviously looking at this person who was still on the sand mountain in the distance, in the blink of an eye, the person wrapped in the black robe walked in front of him.

The soldier leader sensed that this person was very difficult to mess with, but his duty forced him to stop him for questioning. Of course, the main purpose of this group of soldiers here is to prevent the refugees from the Sultanate in the desert from pouring into the Bridge Country, and they can't stop the real strong.

The man wrapped in the black robe stopped, but instead of removing the cloak from his head, he stood there with his head buried.

The leader of the soldiers felt as if he was in trouble today, but he continued to speak, "Ma...... Excuse me...... Please show the following customs clearance documents. ”

The soldier's lips trembled as he said this, because the black-robed man felt extremely stressed just standing there. He had only felt this kind of pressure on General Bianguan. So this person is the worst, and he is also a Sanctuary powerhouse (level 10). And he is just a level 3 creep......

The black-robed man stood there, so that the soldier leader panicked in his heart, just as he was about to dodge aside to make way for the man to pass. The black-robed man moved, his hand peeking out from under the black robe wrapped around his body, and he held a paper document in his hand.

The soldier leader took it with both hands, his eyes glancing at random. Well, a pass to the land of mages, yes. He didn't dare to look down to see the name and identity of the black-robed man, but he knew that this must be a mage, a very terrifying mage.

The soldier leader returned the documents and immediately got out of the way. The black-robed man still didn't look up at him, and walked straight forward. When the soldier leader turned around, he could no longer see the black-robed man.

The black-robed man continued to walk forward, passing several caravans preparing to go to the Desert Sultanate, passing by patrolling knights of the Bridge Country, passing by the civilians of the Bridge Country who were preparing to go to the royal city to see the bustle, and passing by a young magician......

Looking at the royal city of the Bridge Country, the black-robed man finally raised his head. He spoke to himself, and no one came close to hear what he had to say. Only the microorganisms that live in the air can hear it. I only heard him say: "Countless failures have proved that I am too weak now, but unfortunately the body is sleeping and can't help me even a little." Since you're dead, let me take revenge with that wand......"

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The tournament held by the Bridge Country is still in full swing. And now it's still in the singles schedule.

There are a total of 500 people in the shortlisted circle, and half of them are eliminated first, and there are 250 people left. Half of the two hundred and fifty people continued to be eliminated, leaving one hundred and twenty-five. The one hundred and twenty-five men were divided into two and twenty-two duels to determine sixty-three. Oh, you ask me how I have one more person, it's because there is a lucky person here who has drawn a good draw with no opponent and goes straight to the cut.

Today is the sixth day of the competition, and there are sixty-three people left. In the morning another half will be eliminated, and there will be thirty-two people left.

As the whistle came and went, Richard was geared up for his day. When he came to the middle of the field, he saw a man who gave him a chance to kill - Pedro García.

Pedro Garcia, on the other hand, was the lucky one who didn't draw his opponent in the previous round. Of course, we all know that the so-called fairness is just a slogan, and there is never such a thing as luck. Pedro Garcia clearly bribed the draw officials to leave him uninjured. Of course, you'll be able to guess how this waste won the first two games. Anyway, it's just coercion and temptation to make others give up.

Originally, there would still be a lucky one born among the sixty-three people today, but the younger brother of His Royal Highness the King who was in charge of the Bridge Country was the one who personally went out to draw lots for the knights on a whim.

His action made the hearts of those who had bribed the lottery officer ache. Let the casino also scold very angrily. Unfortunately, His Excellency's golden finger was drawn together, and Richard and Pedro Garcia were drawn together.

Richard's body erupted with fighting energy, and then he was pressed down by the magic array and extinguished. But Richard was still red-eyed, and he looked at Pedro Garcia opposite with his sword in his hand.

The referee walked into the arena and was about to shout for the start of the game, when he heard a voice sound.

"I'm abstaining from this game!" Pedro Garcia shouted at the referee.

The referee turned his head to confirm that Pedro Garcia was serious, and then declared Richard the winner, which made Richard, who had prepared half a salary, feel like a punch in the air, and almost suffocated internal injuries.

Pedro García ran out of the venue as fast as he could, hid in his stands, and summoned his attendants to think of a solution.

"Why don't you find someone to replace Your Highness?" an attendant came up with an idea.

"Smack"...... Pedro Garcia slapped the squire out.

"Or we're going to drug that Richard at this time. Another squire spoke.

"Smack"...... Another slap in the face, mixed with Pedro Garcia's angry scolding: "Have you thought about enough time?"

"Your Highness...... That...... That had to be given up. One of the attendants said tremblingly.

Pedro Garcia turned to look at him and drew his sword. This frightened the squire into retreating......

"Ouch, who's who? who my good friend. A pompous voice appeared abruptly.

Pedro García followed the sound and saw the man who could confide in him. Well...... This person is Nobita.

Since using the "Moments" against Pedro Garcia, Pedro Garcia and Nobita have become super invincible and talk about the ultimate best of friends......

"It's you, Nobita, you're just in time, come and help me figure it out!" Pedro Garcia excitedly threw away his sword and ran towards Nobita.

"Hmm, are you in any trouble?" Nobita walked over to a chair and sat down.

"I ...... I actually got ...... in this draw," Pedro Garcia ran in front of Nobita.

"Who was drawn?"

"I ...... I ......"

"Don't rush, speak slowly. ”

"I ...... I got the ...... My opponent is Richard Gascoigne. The guy who has an endless hatred for me and me. ”

"Uh-huh? That's a problem. ”

"So, you have to help me!"