The two hammers were stunned for a moment, and the smile on their faces suddenly froze, obviously both of them didn't expect His Majesty the King to come over so early, the two of them were embarrassed, and quickly lowered their eyebrows and saluted Sun Fei, and then there was a burst of hard work, and they greeted the old Alyang who was lying on the sickbed for a while, and then apologized, saying that when they met for the first time in the camp yesterday, they should not have coldly said anything to the old man.

Sun Fei listened and listened to it, and this was the only way he understood.

But it turned out that Robben waited in Inzaghi's tent all night last night to serve the black and thin boy, and in the morning Inzaghi finally woke up from a mentally tired slumber, and the sincerity and practice of the fast knife man finally moved the two sluts and Inzaghi, and the four of them turned into a war at the moment, and after a long talk, the more they talked, the more speculative they became.

Especially after Pierce and Drogba and others listened to Robben's previous wandering and what happened to him in the country of Miluo, they were even more sympathetic, they were all straightforward and straightforward men, they were the same kind of people, similar fates and falls, and finally they soon became close friends who talked about everything.

Among the four, Robben's strength is the highest, and after years of wandering, he is accustomed to seeing the human geography of countless places in the empire, and he is very knowledgeable.

Originally, Sun Fei was still thinking about how to create an opportunity for Robben, the 'outsider' who had a little bit of a relationship with his mallets because of Inzaghi's affairs, to integrate into Chambord City as soon as possible, who knew that the problem would be completely solved so quickly, and now even Inzaghi and Owen, Cavani and other hot spring relations are happy with Robben, plus Pierce and Drogba, the two most popular mallets in Chambord City, Robben is obviously just around the corner to be recognized by everyone in Chambord City.

Sun Fei smiled and scolded and encouraged the second general, just walked out of the tent, but felt that his eyes were bright, and a beautiful scenery was presented in front of him.

But I saw Her Royal Highness Angela, the future princess, wearing a long blue leather dress, like a goddess stepping on the white clouds, and two maids behind her came to visit Robben and his son with two newly sewn leather armors.

Robben and his son obviously didn't expect to be able to get such courtesy from Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was as beautiful and elegant as a goddess in the clouds, and they were grateful again.

From the tent, the wind was cold and the air was cold.

His Majesty the King and Her Royal Highness the Princess held hands and walked all the way to the river at the edge of the camp.

The rushing river is roaring, the river is not frozen, rolling up the white waves, Angela is in a very good mood, talking and laughing to Sun Fei described some interesting stories about the celebrity banquet in the eldest princess's mansion the night before yesterday, Sun Fei quietly listened to this pure girl like ice and snow with a smile on his face, and the golden sun shone on the body of this pair of golden boys and girls, writing the most beautiful scenery between heaven and earth.

Sun Fei held Angela's soft little hand tightly, and his heart was unprecedentedly soft.

Although he didn't know that the scene of holding Yelena's little hand on the No. 1 sword test platform yesterday was seen by the pure and immaculate girl in front of him, but he understood that the matter between himself and Yelena must be told to Angela, from beginning to end, Sun Fei didn't want to hide anything from Angela, but during this time, he got up early and went to bed late, since he was assassinated by the mysterious super assassin, he has been under tremendous pressure, and all the time has been spent on martial arts cultivation, and there has been no good opportunity to explain, so it has been delayed until now。

In front of me is the surging river, splashing white waves.

Sun Fei told the story of Yelena to the future princess, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't help but hesitate for a while, not knowing how to speak, after thinking about it, he was about to muster up the courage to say it, but suddenly heard a thunderous sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and dozens of fast horses galloped down from the pass of the Moro Mountains in the distance, raising a long dragon of smoke and dust, which was spectacular.

"Good news!Good news!!Great victory on the front line!!"

Dozens of fast horses flew through the twenty-mile camp like dozens of sharp swords, and the sound of the knight's shouting was like thunder on the ground, and it clearly reached everyone's ears, and suddenly smashed into a boulder like a slight pond, splashing wild waves.

After the emperor ** god Arshavin commanded the reinforcements to go to the southern front, many people's hearts were hanging, and now that the time has just passed a day, the good news of the military god really came quickly, which was expected by many people, but also made countless people feel overjoyed.

In this chaotic situation, like a miraculous medicine, the restless hearts were instantly calmed.

At this moment, no matter what they were doing, everyone in the Twenty-Mile-Affiliated State-Camp stopped what they were doing, looked up, and watched as the dozen or so straddle horses galloped all the way through the Twenty-Mile-Affiliated State-Camp and entered the south gate of the imperial capital in the distance.

"There is good news so soon, but I don't know what kind of victory it is? Could it be that the god of war Arshavin actually defeated the invaders of the Spartacist Empire in one day?"

Sun Fei thought about it, shook his head and smiled, this is unlikely.

The so-called good news should be the first victory, after all, the Spartak Empire is menacing, and the number of invaders has exceeded seventy or eighty thousand, which is different from the previous small fights, but a terrible large-scale war, even if the eldest prince Arshavin is really a natural commander, it is impossible to defeat the Spartaks overnight.

Being disturbed like this, Sun Fei didn't have time to say anything more to the pure girl beside him, because at this time, the deep and vast sound of the horn was remembered in the center of the camp in the distance, and the second day of the Imperial Qualifying Tournament officially began.

Sun Fei looked at the delicate jade man beside him who was like flowers and jade and tender like water, and knew that the matter would not be clear for a while, so he had to stop talking and return to the king's tent to arrange the next participation of the masters of the incense wave, and this matter was over for the time being.

......

The second round of the Imperial Qualifying Tournament was soon in full swing.

On the No. 8 sword test platform, Sun Fei met an opponent who was a five-star beginner-level earth fighting warrior, powerful and powerful, gloomy, a nobleman of a first-class vassal country in the Eastern Theater, acting arrogantly and insidiously, the pamphlet written by Materazzi did not give him a good evaluation, Sun Fei looked at him unpleasantly, and he no longer entangled, just a light punch, he knocked the opponent out of the sword test platform, and lost the power to fight again.

With just one move, the Chambord King won easily.

Some of the spectators watching the battle on the edge of the sword trial platform just blinked their eyes, and before they could see clearly what was happening on the stage, the game was already over, so they could only grow their mouths one by one, and hurriedly asked the people around them how the King of Chambord defeated his opponent......

The next games are still in full swing.

The record among the other masters of Chambord City can be described as strong.

Petr Cech, Bow Goddess Elena, and Torres, the Son of the Wind, were clearly superb, and the opponents they met were only four-star players, and they quickly won the battle and successfully advanced to the third round of elimination.

However, because of the strength of the previous three, and the strength of the two generals was a little worse than the previous three, and they encountered a strong opponent with good strength, after a hard and bloody battle, they were not lightly injured, and finally even summoned the constellation holy clothes, which relied on the protective power of the holy clothes and the special skills of the saint seiya, barely defeated their respective opponents, and stumbled to advance to the next round.

The rigor and cruelty of the Imperial Qualifying Tournament began to gradually manifest itself at this time.

Of course, the worst luck is not the second general Humm, but the sycophant classic prison officer Oleg.

Maybe it was because he had dealt with torture and dead corpses too much on weekdays, and he was contaminated with too much mildew, this dead fat man actually met Hulk, one of the flame sticks of the barbarian wind and fire in the Gudong Country in the Eastern Theater, and before he had more than ten moves, he was hit by this barbarian master with a stick on the waist, and he flew out of the sword test platform and lost the qualification to advance to the next round of elimination.

"It's a great way to control it. ”

Sun Fei rushed over when he heard the news, carefully checked Oleg's injury, and knew that the opponent was merciful, because this stick just happened to pull the dead fat man like Roshan away from the sword testing platform, but it would definitely not hurt the internal organs, nor did it hurt a single bone.

Of course, this is also a fat man's fat body that he trained into human armor, canceling out most of the power of the Flame Stick, and he just fainted when he fell into the ring.

Figuring out the situation, Sun Fei laughed for a while, kicked the dead fat man's ass twice, and then ordered more than a dozen chengguan to carry the fat man back.

After six hours of brutal and bloody suspense, the day's knockout rounds finally came to an end, and the Imperial Qualifying Tournament finally decided the top 13 masters.

In the second round, one of the participating samurai had unfortunate luck.

This is a prince from the second-class vassal country of the Southern Theater named Andrei Shepchenko, who was drawn to the upper lottery, and had a bye in this round of twenty-five people, and directly advanced to the top thirteen masters, although many people do not recognize the strength of this young prince, but they have to admit that sometimes, luck is also part of the strength.

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