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At the banquet, listening to the six directions is what Zhao Guangli prefers.

As a high-level expert, it is extremely easy to listen to some gossip content.

Zhao Guangli's eyes were indifferent.

oh.

The Queen is seriously injured?

This tidbit sounds a bit outrageous.

What is a super professional? Basically, there are only two states: heyday and complete death.

Immortality and domain will keep the super at a very peak level, and Queen Ayn Rand is the rarest kind of super knight and humanoid monster.

Who can seriously injure the Queen?

Zhao Guangli did not delve into the details, because at this moment, a powerful force came.

Heavy pressure is placed on every guest, which is an invisible power.

The cool air also seemed to contain a profound aura.

The Conflict Mansion is filled with space.

Step out of exquisite leather boots.

A handsome man wearing a black tuxedo walked out of the void with a cane.

Every time he took a step, something seemed to explode behind him.

Powerful power seemed to be condensed in his body. It was as if there were some terrifying beasts hidden in that not-so-powerful body.

"That's the Baron."

Zhao Guangli looked up and narrowed his eyes slightly.

It was a very powerful deterrent, with the natural coercion of a ferocious beast. Compared to the Viscount he had met at Haiwu Port, Zhao Guangli felt that the Baron's sense of oppression was much stronger.

Of course, Zhao Guangli also knew that the Viscount was known as the "King of Heavy Firearms" and his combat power was much higher than that of the Baron on a large-scale battlefield.

His fighting spirit is majestic and super, unmatched by anyone... I don't know how advanced the Baron has reached, and whether he has reached the third stage.

"Mother."

Baron Vesalius looked at his mother and smiled.

The tuxedo swayed in the wind: "Happy birthday."

The atmosphere on the scene became a little more relaxed, and the baron's smile at this moment relieved the pressure of those around him.

"Speaking of which, there are too many young people at today's banquet. Is it really for the promotion of the Royal Capital's martial arts competition?"

Zhao Guangli was thinking while thinking.

My cheap father glanced at me secretly, as if he wanted to say something.

Zhao Guangli wanted to remind this old father [Supervisory Army] that part of his child's secret job was to monitor his father and record the bribes he received.

In fact, the patrol captain had been in this situation several times, but he was relatively upright and avoided several secret purges within the baron.

After three drinks, the scene became lively.

Everything is developing in a logical direction.

"The King's Capital Martial Arts Tournament is coming soon, and young warriors from the entire kingdom will gather in the King's Capital in the future. Many of you here are talented people from our kingdom. Personally, I really hope to see it.

To the spirit of the younger generation of our kingdom.”

The Baron was smiling while sitting at the top main table. His gaze was directed downwards, making everyone feel that the Baron was looking at them.

"Our mortal enemies, the young warriors of the Sky Drive Alliance have shown their impressive fighting prowess."

"[Shadow Assassin] Yuan Qingci, [Mecha Master] Trevithick..."

"Not to mention those leading figures, [Son of Light] Anzomelun, and [Devil] Zhao Guangli."

"But our kingdom lacks such people who can carry the cauldron... In the future, you will be the ones who have to fight against them."

The Baron's voice was very magnetic, with an undeniable flavor, a tone that could only be possessed by those who have been in high positions for a long time.

Zhao Guangli tilted his head back slightly.

Isn't the nickname "Devil" a bit too unpleasant?

"At this moment, use this place as a place for competition. No matter you win or lose, you will receive rewards from me."

Vesalius tapped his long fingers on the top of his cane.

"And, you can be exempted from the finals of the Royal Capital Martial Arts Tournament."

Suddenly, the scene began to move.

People began to whisper.

The faces of the younger generation, brought in by their fathers, all have expressions of emotion on their faces.

They turned to look around.

The Baron is solely responsible for the Royal Capital Martial Arts Tournament, and what Vesalius said must be the rules.

While there was still noise below, a handsome boy stood up.

He was wearing soft leather armor and looked prepared.

"Dear Lord Baron, may I ask you a question?"

The boy spoke cautiously.

Vesalius smiled: "Of course."

"There are rumors that one of the purposes of this martial arts competition is selection."

"The candidate for selection of [Earl], this rumor...is it true?"

The current culture in the Kingdom is to speak out. This is quite different from the Sky Drive Alliance.

Zhao Guangli was a little confused for a moment.

Speaking of which, the current kingdom is indeed ruled by five lords, but the problem is that among the five lords, that earl is vacant.

According to the public history provided by the kingdom, the original earl returned nine years ago after setting foot in the sub-hell area [Dark Town] adjacent to the [Falled Kingdom], and brought back many precious resources, but in the end he died of exhaustion in the kingdom.

inside.

From then on, the position of earl in the kingdom remained vacant.

In recent years, rumors about the selection of a new Five Lords have been rampant, and there have been various versions for a while.

After all, the top experts in the kingdom are not only the Five Lords, but also include the young people who will succeed them.

"Well... I don't know where this rumor came from."

The baron said softly, without any change in his expression: "But it is indeed true.

The whole place was in an uproar instantly!

What!

"It's true, it's true!"

"We have a chance, we have a chance to become the supreme five nobles and lead the kingdom to break through the darkness!"

"I will definitely be the future earl!"

In Zhao Guangli's field of vision, the eyes of these young men were full of longing, greed, and lust, as if they saw themselves becoming powerful beings.

"Then I will do my part."

The boy who asked the question took a step forward.

The combat spirit of the trainee level is fully activated.

"I am Hua Meng from the Third Educational Institute of the Royal Capital. I am eighteen years old and am a trainee knight."

Hua Meng's face looked proud.

good.

Zhao Guangli clapped his hands subconsciously.

When I come to a banquet of this level in the royal capital, I always see somewhat decent young extraordinary people.

"The fighting spirit is solidified. He must have gone through a difficult promotion ceremony. Three to four of the weapons on his body are specially configured with the over-exhibition system. Even within the Ninth Academy, he is definitely considered a genius."

Of course, this is only at the trainee level.

"That's Hua Meng!"

"What a powerful person. His father, Hua Yu, is the supervisor of the financial department of the central agency. He spent a lot of money on Hua Meng."

"Tsk, tsk, this intimidating aura is so terrifying."

The second generation ancestor is really good.

Zhao Guangli yawned. Although he praised this little genius, it was just a reward of a little red flower.

You can even imagine what low-level extraordinary combat looks like with your feet.

"How about first..."

The next second, a cold gaze swept across Zhao Guangli.

What.

That's...the Baron's gaze!

He is staring at himself!

"The king of martial arts, Baron Vesalius, does have something."