Lord Survival: My Shelter in Crocodile Territory

There is no winner in this war.

The Seventh Prince, who won in the end, no longer has enough high-end combat power to deter several first-level empires.

Their strength is even inferior to that of the Second-level Empire.

The Third Prince died on the spot, and the Second Prince disappeared.

It is a pity that dynasties rise and fall for thousands of years!

Finally, the Shenwu Empire was unable to escape this curse, and from then on, the Shenwu Empire existed in name only.

The Seventh Prince who ascended the throne was just a puppet of three first-level empires.

The reason why there are three is that the forces supporting the Second Prince have been completely eradicated.

The forces supporting the Third Prince are still very powerful, and they have reached an agreement with the forces supporting the Seventh Prince. The two sides will no longer fight, because they are also afraid that the neutral forces will take advantage.

The empire's forces were reshuffled, and the battle in the center ended, but the war at the bottom has just begun.

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Three months later, a wandering master came to Guancheng where Wang Shuo was. His eyebrows were somewhat similar to the Second Prince.

Although this man was dressed in rags and was a little crazy, he was surprisingly strong.

Wang Shuo accidentally heard about this strange thing and wanted to see it.

Wang Shuo found a soldier to lead the way, and soon saw this wandering beggar master.

He was ragged, with messy hair, dry and tangled.

He was dirty and looked like a standard beggar.

At this time, he was fighting with several soldiers.

"Come on, if you beat me, you will have steamed buns to eat."

A top general directly used this beggar as a sparring partner.

Wang Shuo did not approach directly.

Standing in the distance, he observed with interest.

During this period, Wang Shuo has carried out hard training for these prospective generals, but if he wants to break through, he still needs an opportunity.

Fighting against masters is undoubtedly an excellent way.

So Wang Shuo did not stop him.

The man who fought against the beggar was called Zhao Gang, and Wang Shuo had some impression of him.

The two were just sparring, so they did not use weapons.

The weapon Zhao Gang is good at is also a spear. In the Dahuai area, a large number of people regard Wang Shuo as their idol and compete to use spears.

Of course, these people's fist and foot skills must also be learned.

Zhao Gang changed his footsteps, and his fists were sharp. He hit the beggar's chest with a "goat head" move.

Logically speaking, he should be repelled, but the beggar was not repelled, but Zhao Gang was knocked back a few steps.

This shocked everyone watching the battle around.

Wang Shuo was also a little surprised. Now he could not use the reconnaissance skill, and could only judge the opponent's strength by the opponent's breath.

Wang Shuo could not judge the opponent's strength for a while.

The beggar was completely on defense. It seemed that there was no method, but it was very relaxed, as if he was fighting by instinct.

"Okay, come again." Although Zhao Gang was repelled, he was more excited.

His offensive moves became more and more fierce. As he fought, he seized an opportunity and used another "old ape holding peach".

But the beggar punched him in the chest at a faster speed.

He flew backwards dozens of meters.

Wang Shuo's pupils shrank suddenly.

The power of this move could not be performed without the strength of a general.

"I won, I have steamed buns to eat, I have steamed buns to eat!"

The beggar cheered and danced.

Zhao Gang was a little unconvinced and wanted to attack again.

Wang Shuo came out and stopped their fight.

"Enough, you are not his opponent."

Zhao Gang and others were a little panicked when they saw Wang Shuo appear.

"Meet the county magistrate!"

"Disperse!"

Wang Shuo asked the soldiers to retreat, and then walked to the beggar.

"Do you want to drink and eat meat?"