National Luck: At the beginning of the game, 1.4 billion people help me build a foundation

When Muchen stepped into the first floor of the Chuandao Pavilion, he probably couldn't imagine the Dragon Kingdom in another time and space.

At this time, the military, the sports expert team, the Buddhist and Taoist practice team, the underground team, and the social team were all vying for a spot, blushing, slapping the table and staring.

Depending on the formation, he may take action at any time and stage a full-scale martial arts show.

As for whether it will be possible for a human brain to become a dog's brain, we don't know.

"Bang."

The commander of the regiment was named Ge Hong, who was known to have a bad temper.

As soon as he slapped the table, the tea cup on the table trembled three times, and the tea spilled onto the table.

"What are you fighting for?"

"When it comes to fighting, which of my soldiers has not been tested in actual combat?"

"If you mention a special force, the King of Soldiers, I'm bullying you! If I randomly select a top soldier from the Third Army who has been in the army for more than one year, and place him in society to fight five of them one by one, if he dares to lose, I will

Twist his head off!"

An iron camp and flowing soldiers.

The strength of a team is never determined by luck. It is about heritage and historical heritage.

"The seventh interleaved company should have 157 people, but actually there is one!"

One hundred years ago.

This slogan once amazed the world.

One hundred years later.

The soul and bones of this team are still there.

One person can equal an army.

What's more.

Army Commander Ge Hong did not send a large number of soldiers this time. After the Third Army received the order, the entire army competed for selection.

Tens of thousands of soldiers came to the ring.

The warrior king with the lowest score was once the runner-up in the provincial competition.

The legion commander looked around with eagle eyes.

"What are you fighting with me for?"

…

The sports expert team is not convinced!

The Buddhist and Taoist practice team is not convinced!

The underground elite team is not convinced!

The social team is not convinced!

"Is the King of Soldiers amazing?"

"The talents recommended by our team have won national martial arts championships."

"Gold medals are like a forest, and trophies are like crumbs."

"We are from underground black boxing backgrounds. If we really have to fight to the death, our fighting skills and experience will never be weaker than anyone else's!"

…

Sports team.

"Ah."

"After all your talk, it's only limited to domestic competitions?"

"I'm sorry."

"The talents recommended by our team have participated in countless international competitions. Fencing, free fighting... more than a dozen sports, and they have won gold and silver medals."

…

Buddhist and Taoist practice team, the one who came to this meeting is the head of the Taoist ancestral court and Longhu Mountain.

The old man is over seventy years old. He is wearing a Taoist robe and has an immortal air.

He didn't speak until everyone in the meeting had finished expressing their opinions. His words were astonishing, just like the final boss who appeared at the end!

"You may have forgotten one thing."

"Little friend Muchen is in a foreign world, isolated and helpless. The enemy he is fighting to the death is a practitioner."

"Three people come together. Moreover, it is very likely that there will be three foundation building periods."

"Let's talk about it, whether it's a champion or a king of soldiers. Excuse me, who of you has studied the cultivator system? A sword of the immortal can cut down the sun, moon, mountains and rivers. Can you and other mortals beat you? You can fight.

win?"

"At that time, winning or losing will not matter in the death battle."

"But if Muchen loses his life due to the harm, the Dragon Kingdom's national destiny for the next thousand years will be ruined. Who will bear this responsibility?"

The old Taoist priest's tone was not harsh, but it was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, which was deafening and enlightening.

"The closest thing to the system of cultivating immortals is our Buddhist and Taoist cultivation team."

"Although we have not yet come into contact with the methods of immortals, our Dragon Kingdom has been passed down to this day and has thousands of years of civilization. Have you heard of the Tai Chi Liang Yi Sword? Have you ever heard of the roar of the King Kong Lion?"

In one sentence, the dozen or so people asked were speechless.

The old Taoist priest touched his long beard and looked confident.

The suggestion of a fight to the death was made by him.

On the same day.

The old Taoist priest witnessed Shou Yun's sword strike with his own eyes.

Even though Shou Yun alone cannot represent practitioners from other worlds, he can still get a glimpse of it.

That sword was full of spiritual energy and murderous intent.

That sword struck with force and killed people.

There is no sense of beauty.

No moves.

"Practitioners are probably used to winning by realm and dividing life and death by spiritual power."

"The so-called combat skills are mostly lackluster."

The Tai Chi Liang Yi Sword comes out.

People from other worlds may be shocked.

The lion's roar of the Buddhist Vajra is supplemented by spiritual power. Is it as powerful as the one in this novel that shakes the mountains with one roar?

"Everyone, there is no need to argue."

"In this battle, our Buddhist and Taoist practice team will do our part."

"If we lose, the Buddhist sect will burn the golden body, and the Taoist sect will burn the ancestral court."

"From now on, Buddhism and Taoism will be removed."

Wow!

The conference room was filled with a roaring tsunami.

"Old Taoist priest, are you crazy?"

The legion commander, who was confident of victory at the beginning, was now gnashing his teeth and Hanako.

Go crazy.

But what the old Taoist said makes sense.

"Damn, it's a pity it's only three days. Otherwise, if all the elites of our team come together, Muchen is a pig, but he can be taught to fight against all the invincibles in the world."

The words fell.

The conference room suddenly fell silent for a moment, leaving the legion commander stunned.

When he raised his head, he looked at him with angry eyes, as if he wanted to eat someone.

Cold sweat flowed down the dark cheeks of the legion commander.

"No, I'm in a hurry, am I confused?"

"Muchen is not a pig, I am, I am the pig."

"Damn it, if a dog can't spit out ivory, I'll slap myself."

Snapped.

Seriously.

The slap was crisp and loud, and half of the legion commander's face swelled up visibly to the naked eye.

So far.

He looked away from the legion commander one after another, but his tone was still unkind.

“I won’t say how much financial, material, and manpower the Dragon Kingdom has invested in the millennium plan for national destiny.”

"It's such a big pressure."

"Legion Commander, I think even you should be respectful when mentioning the name Muchen."

"A person who has shouldered the ardent hopes of 140 million people and is a stranger in a foreign land deserves everyone's respect and awe!!!"

…

…

at the same time.

The leader of the Dragon Kingdom connected with Muchen again.

in the screen.

Muchen, who was in the Chuandao Pavilion, had already selected spiritual weapons and combat skills.

"Here he comes."

"This spiritual sword is named Qinghong. It is a low-grade spiritual sword."

Muchen said hello to the leader of the Dragon Kingdom, and seeing no one around, he raised the Qinghong Sword into the air with the tip of the sword downward.

Release your hands.

laugh.

Qinghong Sword, the blade of the sword pierced the wooden floor and penetrated more than half of it.

Hiss~

In Dragon Kingdom, the big bosses from all sides under the screen took a breath of cold air.

A sword with this level of sharpness, which can cut off hair and cut iron like clay, is still just a low-grade spiritual weapon!

"pity."

"The item transfer function is not enabled in the current secret realm. There is no way for this sword to be transferred to the Dragon Kingdom. Let our people study the craftsmanship of casting spiritual swords."

"Let's take another look at this combat skill."

Combat Skills: Qingyuan Sword Technique

This is a scroll. After Muchen has memorized it, he can destroy the scroll or make the contents public in written form.

As for Dragon Kingdom, they quickly asked a team of experts on otherworldly writings to translate and transcribe the text.

"Let the Buddhist and Taoist practice team take a look."

"But don't expect too much."

"Currently, the practice of Tianlan Sect pays more attention to the realm and the strength of spiritual power."

"The so-called combat skills are just spiritual power combined with simple sword moves to kill the enemy."

"The moves themselves are not subtle."

More than subtle.

The word "shoddy" is not too much to use here. It's just that it's just a new arrival and Muchen's understanding of the other world is limited, so it's hard to speak too fully.

The old Taoist priest led several young Taoist priests and several big monks, and they arrived in a hurry.

I took the combat skills translation and read it for an hour.

hack.

cut.

cut.

prick.

…

"Skills are limited. The so-called combat skills focus on the spiritual power flowing through many meridians and major acupoints in the body. This can more effectively inject spiritual power into sword moves, maximizing the damage caused by this set of combat skills."

The conclusion reached by the old Taoist priest was similar to Muchen's.

But the decision-makers still dared not take it lightly and asked: "How does our ancient martial arts that have been passed down for thousands of years compare to this?"

The old Taoist priest pondered for a moment.

"Victory ten times."

"No."

"Eleven times."

…

In the Preaching Pavilion, the spiritual wax in Muchen's hand was almost burning.

There were many people on the first floor, so he tried to find a place where no one was around to select the exercises. While selecting, he communicated with the Dragon Kingdom.

Suddenly.

Muchen paused and his eyes fell on a dusty shelf in the corner.

A scroll that was covered with dust and had begun to decay was taken off the shelf by Muchen.

Phew~

I blew a breath and the dust flew up.

On the scroll, a few words fell into Muchen's eyes.

"The elixir for attracting spirits."

"Mortals who take it can also sense the aura of heaven and earth."

boom!

The next second, the Dragon Kingdom was shaken.

Everyone present looked shocked, like a cat meeting a small fish, with bloodshot eyes in their eyes, surrounding the picture.

Whoosh~

This is a gasping sound.

Like a bellows, like a drum.

Bang bang~

This is the sound of the heartbeat, which is clearly audible, as if the hearts are about to pop out of the chest.

"Mortals can practice it if they take it." These few words are like thunder from the sky.