Sixty-five: The Battle King's Recruitment Meeting
In the backyard of the Wangcheng Guild, the square that was not very open in the past is now full of people.
As far as the eye can see, the crowded heads are as dense as locusts.
Zheng Qian, who was crowded in the crowd, took the cat north and south and walked forward with Shen Jingbing.
The road is hard to walk.
Almost all the adventurers in the city who didn't go on a mission came here.
People are crowded like chicken pens, and the ears of people who are noisy and loud are hurting.
So much so that people who want to spit can only swallow it, because they will spit on people's shoes wherever they spit out.
But with their superb skills, Zheng Qian and the three of them quickly came to the front row.
It was a pure granite, lavishly decorated ring.
With a loud gong and drum.
Zhao Aotian walked in from the main entrance next to him and walked straight to the grandstand seats behind the ring.
He was accompanied by four or five apprentices, as well as a man who was nearly two meters tall, with a strong physique, blond hair and blue eyes, and a ridiculous mustache.
Sit in the stands.
The guild's welcome lady also stepped into the ring.
"Good afternoon, adventurers, first of all, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to all of you for taking time out of your busy schedules to come......
In the same opening sentence, the welcome lady said a bunch of empty words.
Roughly speaking, the Adamantite Adventurer will come to the stage next, and everyone present can try to challenge him.
It doesn't matter if you win or lose, the War King will judge whether you have cultivation value through the battle.
But if someone can really knock down the Adamantite-level adventurer on the stage, then not only can they get the qualification of escort, but they can also get a gram of gold as a reward from the War King.
Of course, adventurers with the Bronze level and above are not allowed to participate.
Zheng Qian has already understood the rules.
Zheng Qian was more concerned about Zhao Aotian sitting in the stands.
Zheng Qian, who has never cared about the weak, is particularly impressed by this kid.
His level has been increased by one more level, and he is now lv59.
But he looked even more haggard than the last time he was in the palace.
A young man in his early twenties, his spirit is as vicissitudes as a 50-year-old man, and his eyebrows are full of melancholy.
Even on his head, several gray hairs have faintly grown.
Obviously, when I first saw him on the second floor, he was still a young man with a full head of green hair.
How did it come to this?
Zheng Qian, who had met him twice, didn't know why, but he had a feeling of pity for the homeless little animals on the side of the road.
"Now, I would like to invite this recruiter, the Adamantite-level adventurer Rorschach, to appear."
Stepping on the enthusiastic cheers of the scene, Rorschach carried a spear and a sword at his waist, and strode into the ring.
In high spirits, he shouted, "Only the best newcomers are qualified to become disciples of the War King.
If you have the guts, come up! ”
Rorschach said to the newcomers in the audience.
But the spirit is paying attention to Zhao Aotian, the war king behind him.
You must know that the Adamantite level is the limit of adventurers, and if you want to be promoted to the Condensation Gold level, you not only need to be strong, but also need to be recommended by the War King himself.
Rorschach was promoted from Oliverite to Adamantite because his father Ronan died in the dungeon.
As an adventurer, Rorschach's life is complete.
But Rorschach himself doesn't think so.
He also wanted to go to the next level, be promoted to a gold-level adventurer, and join the ranks of the generals of Zhenguo.
And the recruitment meeting of the War King is an opportunity for Rorschach to perform.
Rorschach was happy.
The more strict the recruiter, the more responsible he appears.
Through the battle with this group of newcomers, he can safely show his strength to Lord Warlord.
Is there anything better in the world than this?
The newcomers in the audience are full of expectations and are all gearing up.
And in Rorschach's view, where are these newcomers?
It's all a ladder to climb up by yourself!
Of course, Zhao Aotian didn't know what Rorschach thought.
Zhao Aotian sat in the center of the stand behind the ring, supporting himself with one hand, waiting for the recruitment meeting to start with great interest.
His eyes looked at the newcomer, but what he saw was a corpse.
The corpses of the soldiers who had once trusted him.
On that day, in the palace, Zhao Aotian still remembers what the dragon said.
[The death of those soldiers was not killed by me, but caused by your incompetence as a general. 】
"Goo......
The faintly rising anger made Zhao Aotian have no intention of watching the battle at all, and crushed the corner of the table.
Although he quickly restrained himself, the strong foreigner who followed him: Kachersky III, still keenly captured his mood changes.
"Lord Warlord, what's wrong with you?"
Kacherski said in a broken Dongchuan dialect with concern.
Zhao Aotian hurriedly rubbed his face and sorted out his mood: "No, it's okay." ”
Kaczeski leaned in and said, "It's been too hard for Lord Warlord during this time, how is it?" Why don't you use the massage technique that has been passed down from generation to generation by my Kacher family and give you an oil to open your back and relax? ”
Essence... Essential oils open back?
Zhao Aotian stole at his biceps, which were thicker than his waist.
"It sounds tempting, but I'm exempt from it. Let's get started, Kacher. ”
"Yes, Your Excellency."
After that, Katcher shouted: "Players can go on stage at will to challenge the recruiter, only one person is allowed at a time, start!" ”
Duang's snort.
The entourage next to him sounded the gong and drum, and the recruitment meeting officially began.
"Hmph."
Bang.
The handle of the spear actually pierced the stone slabs of the ring.
Rorschach stood up with a spear and shouted, "Which one wants to come up and try?" ”
"I'm coming!"
I saw a young adventurer with a war hammer in one hand jumping into the ring and attacking Rorschach without saying a word.
Not to mention that the two war hammers of 100 catties were swung in a tiger's wind.
If this is hit, I am afraid that the whole person will have to be reduced from three dimensions to two dimensions.
However.
"Sluggish."
Rorschach snorted coldly, raised the soles of his feet, and the hilt of the spear shot straight out like a thunderbolt.
The rookie adventurer didn't even have a chance to react, and was stabbed in the chest with a blow.
The heavy steel armor shattered on the spot in the shape of a biscuit.
The young adventurer was broken in the ribs he poked, his ribcage collapsed, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood and flew straight out of the ring.
Seeing that there is only breath out, there is no breath in.
If it weren't for the guild's medical department, I'm afraid I would have died here today.
"I'm coming!"
Another black-clad adventurer with twin swords in his hand jumped up and shouted, "Starburst Air Flow Slash!" "Onslaught on Rorschach.
These knives are fast and messy, and the blades are so bright that people can't see the true body of the knives at all.
Its strength is obviously much stronger than the previous one.
Each of these knives is enough for ordinary people to be called nirvana.
"It's okay."
But Rorschach disagreed.
The spear in his hand was like a spiritual snake, flicking away the dazzling knife skills one by one.
"It's ......"
The newcomer obviously didn't expect his slash to be blocked.
Before he could react.
With a smiling smile, Rorschach slashed the spear forward.
How can the thunderous spear stab make the newcomer have the ability to react?
With a pop, his shoulder was pierced.
The double-knife newcomer was bleeding on the spot.
Before he could scream, Rorschach's figure flashed, and he bullied him in front of him, raising his leg and kicking it.
Click.
With the crunch of bones breaking, Rorschach kicked his knee in the opposite direction.
The screams of the newcomer instantly resounded throughout the audience.
Then another axe kick was delivered, and Rorschach easily kicked it off the field.
"Next!" Rorschach, who was at ease, lifted the spear on his toes and hooked his fingers defiantly at the newcomers.
"I'm coming!"
…
In the ring, the fight was in full swing.
Under the ring, the audience's enthusiastic applause came and went.
Except for the adventurers who participated in the recruitment in the front row, everyone else actually came to see the excitement.
But it's not the same as these passions.
Zheng Qian's face was extremely gloomy.
In just half an hour, at least twenty rookie adventurers went up.
And no more than five of them are able to make their limbs sound down.
The worst one was also cut off by Rorschach.
Even if a magician can connect a severed arm, he will not have a chance to be an adventurer and a worker and peasant in this life.
In fact, in terms of strength, these rookie adventurers are not even capable of hurting Rorschach a single hair.
Even if the victory or defeat has been clear, the newcomer has already admitted defeat or has obviously lost his combat effectiveness.
Rorschach will still make up for it with a punch or kick, crippling the rookie adventurer to cripple.
It's not that Zheng Qian can't be cruel.
Zheng Qian himself is also very cruel.
But Zheng Qian is cruel in the dungeon, and in the final analysis, he is also trying to survive.
Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself, and this truth is still understood by Zheng Qian, who is decisive in killing.
In the recruitable tournament, these rookie adventurers are not enemies.
The same human race, the same country, even the same city, working for the same goal.
How many of these rookie adventurers don't have a longing for Adamantite-level adventurers?
And the one who abolished them was precisely the Adamantite-level adventurers.
Zheng Qian glanced around.
The audience didn't think anything was wrong with Rorschach's behavior.
They were only thrilled by the thrilling picture, as well as shocked by the power of the Adamantite-level adventurers.
In the dungeon, protecting the same kind is the common sense of the survival of some weak monsters.
But human beings...
For the first time, Zheng Qian felt:
How stupid are human beings!
Zheng Qian was puzzled.
Isn't the recruitment to select the most potential newcomers and focus on training?
Now, how can it look like a one-man show for Rorschach to show his personal strength?
Will the war king Zhao Aotian allow this kind of thing to happen under his nose?
Zheng Qian looked at Zhao Aotian.
found that he was holding on with one hand, and although his eyes were facing the ring, his eyes were empty and his eyes were dull.
His expression seemed to be recalling something bad, and occasionally he inexplicably showed a hint of anger.
Zheng Qian instantly understood.
This kid wasn't watching the recruitment meeting at all, so he was sitting here in a daze!
It's a little uncomfortable.
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