The night is too long, and for those who fear it, the dawn is never out of reach.

The night is very short, and for those who enjoy it, the sunrise is only suddenly looking back.

The mercenaries who are set up as invaders are looking forward to the coming of the rising sun.

However, not everyone can survive until dawn.

The Praetorian Guards of the Imperial City of Jichuan, hoping that the night would never end, let them continue to fight like this until all the enemies were eliminated or all were killed.

However, the moment when the sun rises can never be escaped.

"Bell, bell, bell......"

The bells of the Great Bell Tower come with the rising of the sun.

The battle was finally over all night, and the Praetorian Guards of the royal city did their best, and most of the mercenaries who were defined as invaders were captured or killed.

Although they could not remove all the stains, they fought until the last moment, and they maintained their dignity as Praetorian Guards with their blood and lives!

The gates of the royal city slowly opened again, and it was the winner of the night who came out!

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The warm applause continued like a tide, the cheers in the square shook the heavens and the earth, and everyone watched the huge city gate all night long, and did not go all night!

The narrator took a deep breath and plucked up his strength to speak loudly.

"The moment has finally arrived!

They are the winners of the night!

You must know that more than half of the participating mercenaries in the royal city were subdued by our heroic royal guards.

The rest are the real strong! They gave us a miracle! Let's remember their names!"

Yan sorted out his emotions and timbre, and said excitedly.

"Iron Blood Mercenary Group!Youfeng Mercenary Group!Seven Evil Mercenary Group!Junye Mercenary Team!Backlight Mercenary Team!Green Fang!Rock Sand!Mo Shen!"

Every time a name is sung, the square will be filled with thunderous applause and earth-shattering cheers!

"The above eight teams and individuals, the third day of the Advanced Mercenary Conference!" said Yan Yan excitedly.

"Oh!!~~"

At this time, there are only cheers and applause between heaven and earth!

......

"I didn't expect you guys to be quite capable!" Qi Feng smiled as he patted the sleepy-eyed Xia Fan on the shoulder.

Xia Fan, who was woken up by the bell in time, was still a little sleepy and said to Qi Feng, "It's so-so." You're not bad, nothing at all. ”

"Hey, hey, it's just a little trick. Qi Feng smirked, "We found an opportunity to change into the armor of the Praetorian Guard, blended into their team, and tossed with them all night!"

Xia Fan looked at Qi Feng in a little surprise and praised softly, "Admire, admire." ”

I didn't expect Qi Feng's trick to coincide with himself, but Xia Fan was not in the mood to follow the Praetorian Guards everywhere and wait for work, or Xia Fan was better.

However, Xia Fan was also a little impressed by the brave and resourceful Junye mercenary group at this time.

Xia Fan didn't know that in fact, the most impressive thing at this time was the "backlight".

The performances of Iron Blood, Youfeng, and Seven Evils are naturally amazing, but because people always have high expectations for them, it is not surprising that they perform.

But it's a little surprising that a team as strong as the Hundred Ghost Mercenary Regiment and the Hundred Ghost Mercenary Regiment could survive the siege of the Praetorian Guard, and even well-known mercenary groups like Sky Wolf, Ice Moon, Demon Demon, and Thunder Chase couldn't escape the pursuit of the Praetorian Guard.

The Junno mercenary team is okay, at least everyone has heard their names.

But the "Backlight" mercenary team is not known at all, and I have never heard any rumors about them.

Of course, if people knew the real names of Xia Fan and Blazing Sun, they wouldn't be so surprised, it would only be a sensation!

Although Xia Fan's thunder killing was too fast and was not captured by the image, the performance in the middle of the night in the second half of the blazing sun was really eye-catching, this mercenary team of only two people actually had such a strong strength, and of course Xia Fan's sleeping position was not seen.

"What did you do last night?" Xia Fan felt a little uneasy at the gaze that people were throwing at him like this, and couldn't help but ask Blazing Yang suspiciously.

Blazing Sun looked calm, "I didn't do anything, I just stopped the Praetorian Guards from looking for you everywhere!"

"Oh......" Xia Fan nodded weakly, secretly thinking, "Could it be that the moment I was mad was live-streamed?"

The two of them followed the group back to the Mercenary Guild with their own evil intentions.

"Congratulations to all of you on your success in the third round of the advanced competition!" Xinyin appeared in front of everyone fresh and smart.

"Because today is the second day of the tournament, everyone has worked very hard! Of course, the spectators also have to rest, so you will have a whole day to rest, and the next game will be played tomorrow. ”

Hearing Xinyin's words, Xia Fan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want to waste all his energy on this nonsense mercenary conference.

"I can tell you about tomorrow's game. Xinyin said with a smile.

"Planning operations and sudden contingencies have tested everyone in the previous two games, and the first thing to test everyone in tomorrow's game is a very important quality that you need to have as a mercenary - luck!"

"Huh?" everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

Xin Yin smiled a little mischievously, "Let's admit it! Luck is very important!"

Tomorrow, the only eight remaining teams and individuals will draw lots for a team showdown, and there is no distinction between ranks!

In other words, a one-person team can play against a large team of eighteen people!

So it's up to your luck to meet a team that is stronger than you or weaker than you!

Of course, the strongest team does not need to rely on luck, and the same is true in the real mission, the real strong team only relies on strength!

Right, everybody?"

After listening to Xinyin's explanation, the expressions on everyone's faces were different.

Iron-blooded and ruthless, playful, indifferent, dignified, bloodthirsty, calm and silent, as for the "backlight", half of them are unimpressed, and the other half has been petrified.

"Team Showdown...... No difference?!" Xia Fan was extremely sad.

"It's okay to meet those three groups of people, just leave it to Blazing Sun. If I play against other teams, I can't sit on the sidelines and watch the show! If I encounter someone like Iron Blood and Youfeng, I can't be dismembered by a random blade! What genius came up with so many perverted tricks?"

"I'm protesting!"

Xia Fan raised his hand and blurted out.

"Invalid!"

Xinyin looked at Xia Fan with a smile, but the oppression behind that smile was obvious.

Xia Fan paused and put down his hand, bowing his head lonely.

Xinyin nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "Then everyone is okay, right?

......

On the third day of the Jichuan Bangchao Mercenary Conference, the arena returned to the martial arts arena of Ji'an City.

In just one day, the organizers once again renovated the martial arts arena.

The arena of the previous four divisions was now reunited into a single arena, which was smaller than the previous division's arena, but it was also large enough to accommodate the battle of two large mercenary groups.

The rest of the place was transformed into a stand, because the popularity of the conference was somewhat beyond the expectations of the organizers, and people's attention to the competition can be said to be empty, so the organizers immediately decided to expand the capacity of the arena!

At this time, the arena can almost accommodate the people of the whole of Ji'an City, and of course, the admission ticket price is also rising.

In the lounge, Xinyin clapped her hands and smiled sweetly and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, our game will start soon!

I saw the staff take out a small wooden box and put it in front of everyone.

Xin Yin said cheerfully, "We now have a total of eight teams and individuals, so there are a total of eight cards in here.

Each card has a number on it, which represents the order of appearance, but the numbers on the eight cards are the same in pairs.

Therefore, the two teams that draw the same number card are the opposing sides of this round. Do you understand?"

"Got it!"

The handsome and hearty leader of the Blazing Sun and Youfeng Troupe, Qi Chen, was very active in responding to Xinyin, while the others did not make a sound because of indifference, nervousness, etc.

Xia Fan looked back and forth at the participating mercenaries present with an uneasy expression, Xia Fan at this time saw that any of them were like evil ghosts, and it was very likely that he would die tragically in the hands of one or some of these people.

Xia Fan prayed desperately, hoping to draw one of the three groups of people, although they were also terrifying, but after all, the probability of his survival would be greatly improved.

At this time, Xia Fan couldn't help but miss Yingluo, if it was a pure and pious Yingluo's prayer, it should still be effective, and it would be difficult for him, a temporary ruffian who was holding Buddha's feet, to get the blessing of God and Buddha.

Each team drew cards from the wooden box in front of Xinyin, and then handed the number card to Xinyin, who wrote the corresponding position of each team on the matchup board on the wall.

Xia Fan looked at the No. 3 card in his hand and handed it to Xinyin in panic, Xinyin smiled and turned around to write the name of "Backlight" in the position of the third group on the matchboard.

Xia Fan looked at the matchup board nervously, and when he found that the names of Qing Fang and Mo Shen appeared in the first group, and the name of Yan Sha was written in the second group, Xia Fan's heart suddenly cooled by more than half.

Next, I can only look forward to the confrontation with the Junye mercenary group, their strength is relatively weak, and with the relationship with Qi Feng, maybe the other party can be a little lighter on themselves.

The other name that appeared next in the second group was the Youfeng Mercenary Group, and Xia Fan breathed a sigh of relief and avoided a strong team.

But immediately after that, the name of the Junye Mercenary Group was written in the fourth group, and Xia Fan was suddenly petrified!

And what happened in the next moment directly made Xia Fan completely dry, and the other name that was written in the third group was the Iron Blood Mercenary Group!

“......”

In his imaginary consciousness, Xia Fan had already pulled out the Zangfeng dagger and stabbed himself frantically with ten thousand knives!