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Chapter 523 Showdown
"Brother, what happened to your face?"

During dinner, Wu Ming, with a bruised nose and swollen face, was supported by a servant and placed on a chair.

His face was full of scratches, his left eye was swollen, and his right eye was black and purple. Wu Ming was just like a giant panda. .”

"What about your eyes?" Annie asked again worriedly.

Wu Ming touched his eyes, grinned in pain, and argued: "I fell, my face was scratched by a branch, and I fell off the horse. This is a small problem. Let's eat quickly."

Lucy, who was sitting by the side, looked proud, with a deep smile hidden under her seemingly calm gaze.

These days, it's not easy to do anything, let alone be a dragon knight.

Don't look at Lucy after becoming a human, with black silk, long legs, and big breasts, she looks like a perfect royal sister.

When it came to fighting, Wu Ming really couldn't beat her, but in the end he didn't take advantage of her, and was almost beaten into a panda wine fairy, and he gained a lot of weight.

"My poor brother, don't you, Tibbers?" Anne kept Tibbers the bear with her, and took him with her at meals.

Tibbers, the stupid bear, is now five months old, and he is chubby, weighing at least sixty to seventy kilograms. Annie is already struggling to hold it.

Hearing what the master said, Tibbers climbed up with Annie in his arms, and soon came to the table.

Sitting on the table, the little bear slapped the dishes vigorously, as if he agreed with the little master's words.

"You parasite, you eat like a pig, you are so fat you can't see your neck." Wu Ming nodded Tibbers' nose, and quickly retracted his finger before it opened its mouth to bite his finger.

Recently, because of the good food, Tibbers was overweight and moved a lot slower.

This time, Tibbers simply fell down on the table, humming a few times and failing to get up.

"Tibbers, open your mouth!" Annie held a plate of turkey and sent it to Tibbers' mouth.

Although Tibbers is only half a meter tall, his mouth can be opened very wide, which is somewhat similar to the situation of a boa constrictor.

With one bite, even the plate and the turkey were swallowed up by it.

Wu Ming touched its stomach curiously. A turkey weighed at least 30 kilograms. It was really hard to imagine where Tibbers stored it after swallowing it.

"Roar!" Tibbers didn't like Wu Ming very much, hugged his stomach with both paws, and roared at him.

Wu Ming raised his hand and hit it on the head, dodging Tibbers' bite again, and cursed in a low voice: "What a heartless thing, it eats and drinks from me every day, and even bites me when it turns back. Tian Anni is not at home, I will stuff you into a steamer and have a steamed Shadow Bear."

"Roar!" Tibbers has a very high IQ and can understand people's words.

Hearing such a threat, Tibbers ran into Annie's arms while yelling, and carelessly rubbed against Annie's arms like a baby.

"Is Tibbers male or female?" Wu Ming asked with a frown when he saw the little bear's movements.

Annie covered her mouth with a chuckle, stretched out her hand and twisted Tibbers' ear, and said, "Brother, the Shadow Bears have no gender, they are the embodiment of the Shadow Rules, there is no such division."

Shadow bears are like angels, and there is no gender division.

Hearing such an answer, Wu Ming was relieved a lot, and said, "I asked Butler Ford to open up a playground in the garden. When you have nothing to do, take your little servant to play there."

Different from the others, four of the maids beside Annie are eleven or twelve-year-old girls, specially bought to play with Annie.

Although Annie is the future Conferred God powerhouse and the famous Daughter of Darkness, she is still just a little lolita.

Lori needs childhood and the care of her family.

Wu Ming can't do much, he can only do his best to create a happy childhood for Annie, and doesn't want her to be exposed to the outside world too early.

The outside world is dangerous, the world is cruel, and as time goes by, with the opening of major events, it will become more and more cruel.

As an older brother, what he needs is not Annie to fight, nor does he need to be the big boss of the neutral chaotic camp.

Because if Annie became like that, he would be negligent as a brother. Wu Ming didn't think that with his own ability, he would not even be able to control his sister's fate.

It was nothing but three days passed in a blink of an eye.

The entry competition to the Magic Empire has ended, and today is the day for screening.

Outside the palace, ten huge arenas have been placed in conspicuous places.

Wu Ming took Lucy into the arena, and together with other players, they took their waist cards and began to draw lots to choose their opponents for the first match.

There are huge crowds of people, there are more than 2000 players who signed up, and even more people came to watch.

Viscount Kane, whom Wu Ming is familiar with, is sitting in the VIP seat with his family of three, waving his arms vigorously.

"Come on!" Viscount Kane clenched his fists and shouted at Wu Ming.

Wu Ming was also very happy to see his acquaintances, and gave a thumbs up silently, without saying a word.

"Quiet, quiet"

In the front row of the VIP area, there is an old man in a yellow robe, surrounded by the 24 princes of Hachiko.

This old man is the king of the Holy Light Empire, His Majesty St. George, who is 89 years old this year, and several older princes and princesses.

His Majesty St. George is very old. Although he is a heroic existence, the ruthless years still make him look old.

In the world of the gods, the lifespan of a mortal is only a hundred years, and it is difficult for a professional to live beyond 150 years old.

Unless one breaks through to level 22 or above and becomes a divine being, one will not be able to escape life, old age, sickness and death.As for the level of His Majesty St. George, although the outside world has not spread it, few people think that the old king will be above the 22nd level.

"Lucy, I suddenly thought of something." Wu Ming withdrew his gaze and whispered to Lucy.

Lucy turned her head slightly, and asked calmly, "What are you talking about?"

"As long as I don't die, you will always be the prince." What Wu Ming said was a joke, a joke that he didn't think of until he saw the eldest prince.

King St. George is 89 years old, and as his eldest son, the First Prince is almost seventy this year.

Wu Ming was very curious about whether the eldest prince would be able to survive until the day he became emperor. After all, King St. George didn't look like he was going to die no matter how he looked at it.

"quiet."

King St. George, who didn't know Wu Ming's teasing, said energetically: "Young generation of the empire, I am very pleased to see you, and I am also very proud. The glory of the Holy Light Empire will be illuminated by you, you It is the present and the future of the empire. As a king, I have a lot to say, but I know the purpose of your coming here, not to listen to an old guy's nagging. So, take your license plate and walk into the arena , do what you want."

"Long live His Majesty, Long live His Majesty!"

Countless people shouted slogans, and the uniform voice was deafening.

Wu Ming nodded to Lucy, and walked to the ninth ring with his number plate. He was the first group of the ninth ring, and the first ones to appear out of 2000 people.

"Little one, come on, let's compete!" Wu Ming's opponent in the first match was a muscular and strong man.

His upper body was naked, and his lower body was wearing a pair of tight leather pants. His muscles were piled up on his body like a stone, and one arm was as thick as someone else's waist.

"Wu Ming, a level nine dragon slaying warrior."

"Caesar, the tenth-level storm warrior."

Wu Ming is a comprehensive level 9, a second-rank dragon slaying warrior, while his opponent is a comprehensive level 10, a second-rank storm warrior.

In terms of rank, the gap between the two is not that big. Caesar's attributes are at most three or four points higher than his, and it is impossible to form a crushing pattern.

However, Wu Ming doesn't know what the other party's skills are. The second-turn special occupations have their own special skills, and many skills will restrain each other.

"Step forward!" Caesar looked muscular, but his movements were very fast.

The moment the skill was activated, the distance of ten meters was shortened, and Wu Ming saw a huge sword stabbing straight towards him, with the breath of wind on the tip of the sword.

Responding to all changes without change, Wu Ming kept still until the tip of the sword was about to stab, then he swayed slightly to the left.

The shaking distance did not exceed five centimeters, but it was these five centimeters that allowed his head to avoid the giant sword and dodge it like a cloud and flowing water.

"Slash against the wind!" The straight thrust was changed to a sweep, and Caesar used his waist as the power point to slash with the huge sword.

With a light tap on Wu Ming's feet, he moved back half a step like a Haiyan, dodging Caesar's attack again.

"Interesting, I underestimated you." After missing two skills in a row, Caesar's expression became more serious, and he shouted, "Wind Slash!"

Different from the previous two skills, Blast Slash is a combo skill with a certain range of damage.

When the opponent activated his skills, Wu Ming found that he had no way to retreat. The surroundings were surrounded by sword energy formed by strong winds. Retreating indiscriminately would only make him passive.

"Dragon Slaying" has no way to retreat, so there is no need to retreat. Wu Ming's long sword was unsheathed, and he swung forward.

(End of this chapter)