Form the National Luck Bureau: Recruit the Emperor's Armor at the beginning!

"It's great that Jin Renfeng is dead!"

In the Bureau of National Luck, Yang Fan looked at the big screen, behind him the three masters of Emperor Armor, Shura Armor, and Bad Handsome stood majestically.

"In the first round, the Masked Sword Immortal in the East District, Wang Fugui in the West District, and Dongfang Yuechu in the South District have passed all the way and are now victorious. Only the North District has yet to decide the winner."

Meizhenhui reports.

"When the time comes, we will arrange the finals between Masked Sword Immortal and Wang Fugui, Dongfang Chuchu and the winner of the North District finals, and the National Games players for the next level will be determined."

"What's going on here in the North District? Why hasn't the winner been decided yet? Isn't it all in one move in the other arenas?"

Yang Fan turned the big screen to the North District competition.

I saw that the last two contestants in the North District had thick red hair, one was wearing a scarlet armor, and the other was wearing a red coat and holding a seven-star sword!

Seeing these two people, Yang Fan suddenly smiled, and he looked at the bad guy behind him.

"Marshal, this Li Xingyun actually participated in the competition, did you arrange it?"

Bad Shuai looked at the field, the young man with red hair and red clothes holding the seven-star sword, suddenly snorted coldly.

"No, I have expelled him from the bad guys before."

"That's it!"

Yang Fan smiled playfully.

"Li Xingyun, Huo Linfei!"

"These two famous good-for-nothing protagonists, protagonists who can't be beaten by anyone, can actually get together, no wonder they can't tell the winner."

North Field.

Huo Linfei, who was dressed in red and armed with armor, waved his fists and legs for a long time, and finally swore an oath loudly.

"In front of the enemy, I either run away or suffer a crushing defeat!"

On the opposite side, Li Xingyun was holding the Longquan sword, but he was also shy, not daring to make a move for a long time.

"Hit! Hit! Hurry up, let's watch!"

Numerous spectators waved their flags and cheered, and the players in other competition areas all broke out in various ways, with a move of heaven and earth, a sword, and a move of killing demons and gods, which were both gorgeous and gorgeous.

However, Li Xingyun and Huo Linfei in the North District have all kinds of punches and embroidered legs, they can't be beaten to death, and they are not entertaining at all.

Even Yang Fan was amused.

Huo Linfei, the protagonist in the previous "Super Beast Armed Forces", led the super beast team to fight against Hades.

It's a pity that his strength is too weak, basically every villain can abuse him once.

In fact, it's okay if he can't beat it. When he reasoned with those villains, he still couldn't win every time.

He can't fight, he can't talk, so he has been dubbed the weakest protagonist.

Li Xingyun, the protagonist in "Painting Bad People in Jianghu" in his previous life.

This one is even worse.

The bad handsome is so peerless and invincible, unparalleled in the world, whoever sees the second, and also brings the most powerful bad person organization to assist him together.

Just this, just this can't help!

It's simply a dou that the animation industry can't afford.

Now that the two of them are playing against each other, it's really hard to say who will win and who will lose.

"It's so boring! Come on, let's arrange a competition between the Masked Sword Immortal and King Quan Fugui first. I don't want to watch these two fight. It's the year of the monkey."

"Yes! Bureau seat!"

Meizhen nodded, and soon, an order was passed on, and the Masked Sword Immortal and King Quan Fugui were dragged into their National Luck Bureau.

The decisive battle is not outside, but at the competition stage of the National Games Bureau, and then it will be shown to the audience through a live broadcast.

Masked Sword Immortal, Wang Quan Baye looks at Wang Quan Fugui next to him, he is full of vigor at a young age, wants to go to the battlefield of the National Games to show his power, young and frivolous, thinking that there is nothing beyond his reach, there is an inexplicable look of vicissitudes in his heart.

"The battlefield of the National Games is dangerous, so let the father go. The young people should hide behind us old people. It is better to be safe and strong!"

Wang Quan Baye said silently in his heart.

Although Wang Quanfugui didn't know the mask next to him, he also felt that the acting style of this masked sword fairy was somewhat familiar.

"Maybe it's a senior from the Daomeng."

Wang Quan Fugui didn't think too much about it. Anyway, from the current point of view, he is the strongest person in the history of Yiqi Dao League. His talent is so strong that no one can compare with him except Wang Quan Wumu who died young in the legend of Dao League.

Even if the leader of the Dao League today, that is, his father, is here, he can't beat him!
There is no other person in this world who is so young and so powerful.

Wang Quanfugui thought so proudly, and then ran into Xiangyang head-on.

Xiang Yang didn't say much, just glanced at him, and the emperor's aura that was not angry but majestic instantly made Wang Quanfugui understand one thing.

"As young as I am and so powerful, there is indeed no second person in this world, but there are still people who are younger than me and stronger than me!"

"But there should only be one."

Wang Quanfugui thought so, and soon came to the competition stage, and met the legendary Yang Fan Juzuo.

"He's the seat, so unexpectedly, so young?"

Wang Quanfugui was taken aback again.

He looked at Yang Fan, who was only in his 20s, with a smile on his face and approachable.

About the same age as myself, unexpectedly, he has become the seat of the Dragon Kingdom National Luck Bureau, with countless masters under him, and he is also the ultimate armor summoner, and he is so handsome. It is said that he is still writing books. It is a group of young and promising handsome men and beautiful women.

The royal power and wealth are silent, and the pride in his heart is slowly collapsing!

"Royal power and wealth, number 10167."

"Royal power and hegemony, number 33233!"

"You two compete, whoever wins will be the national athlete this time."

Yang Fan said, motioning for the two to come to the stage, then looked left and right to make sure that Emperor Yan was not there, and said.

"The two of you can fight with all your strength, life or death is irrelevant. I have the spiritual liquid of life here. Even if you are killed on the spot, you can be resurrected, as long as you have enough time."

"The spiritual liquid of life is the reward after the victory in the deserted city. After it manifests, it still has this effect. The battle of the national destiny is really amazing."

"I don't know, is there a way for the bureau to resurrect people who died a long time ago?"

King Power asked.

Yang Fan smiled.

"People cannot be resurrected after death. After all, the effect of this kind of spiritual liquid is limited. If you want to resurrect those brothers of the mask organization, you can, but it is very difficult, and you need to pay a huge price."

Yang Fan naturally knew what Wang Quan Baye was thinking, but it was just to resurrect his brother and his wife back then, but this does not mean that resurrection can be resurrected.

Even if Yang Fan has a system, to revive a person who has been dead for many years will require sky-high national luck points, which Yang Fan cannot afford for the time being.

But after hearing Yang Fan's words, Wang Quan Baye was taken aback.

"The bureau seat means that it can be resurrected, but it needs to pay a huge price."

"Whatever the price, I'm willing to pay!"

"Okay, okay! Let's talk about this later, you two will compete first."

King Quan Baye and King Quan Fugui looked at each other and stepped onto the stage one after another.

"Come on! Let's have a competition, whose sword of heaven and earth is the strongest!"

The power of kingship and hegemony was circulating, and the ordinary fairy sword in his hand erupted impressively, soaring straight into the sky.