Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

Thinking of this, Ning Feng pushed the door and walked out of the training room.

Knowing that Ning Feng was going to enter the King's Tower today, Li Xiaoqi and A Xiang were already outside. In addition, a warrior from the Wu'an Army who was going to lead the way was also waiting here.

After Ning Feng walked out, everyone went to the King's Tower.

……

The King's Tower is the burial place of kings of all dynasties.

Since the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts era, successive kings would leave a trace of their soul power in the King's Tower to be tempered throughout their lives.

After falling, it was completely buried and integrated into the National Tower.

And the most important part of the inheritance, or the rest of the relics, will be left in the King's Tower, waiting for the descendants of the Dragon Kingdom to get the opportunity.

……

Under the leadership of the Wu'an Army warrior, Ning Feng quickly arrived at the King's Tower.

The National Tower has only nine floors.

It looks no different from an ancient tower, except that it is not made of wood, but is made entirely of bronze.

And around this national tower.

There are also several small towers, all of which are three-story towers, all standing around the main tower.

These are the Martial Saint Towers. Each one is the tomb of a Martial Saint and they are built around the King’s Tower.

And all the martial saints who are buried in the National Tower Cemetery are powerful martial saints.

Even among the Martial Saints, he is among the top level.

He is not inferior to the nine martial saints ranked among the current martial saints of Dragon Country.

At this time, in front of the King's Tower, there were people besides the King and several high-ranking officials of the Wu'an Army.

The Lord of the Dynasty, Zhan Tiezhong, and Ye Yuanzheng, who had obtained the quota to enter, had also arrived at the scene.

In addition, in front of those small towers, Chuanhu also brought Jiang Nianchu, Xia Tian and Jiang Yunfei to the scene.

In addition, there were some figures around Chuan Hu and others, some of whom Ning Feng had impressions of.

The young monk in white, Li Dangxin, Tianjin's number one prodigy, Li Gang, and others were among the top ten in this martial arts exchange competition.

The place they obtained was a place in the Martial Saint Tower.

Looking at Chao Zhu and others, they were naturally envious.

The Martial Saint Tower is certainly attractive, but the things left behind by the king are rare items that even the Martial Saint has to covet, and there is even the inheritance of the Martial God.

Moreover, they carry the destiny of a country.

Obtaining their inheritance is no different from obtaining this part of luck.

"This guy wants to enter the King's Tower, while I only entered the Martial Saint Tower. He is one step faster than me."

"Damn it, I entered, and he also entered, and the one he entered was an even more powerful king, so I entered for nothing."

Jiang Yunfei secretly looked at Ning Feng and gritted his teeth.

One step slower than Ning Feng again.

That means he will have to take on more endorsements and make a lot of money to make up for the gap.

……

Seeing Ning Feng arrive, the attention of the rest of the crowd was briefly attracted.

Recently, the Ning family's eldest son's counterattack has become a hot topic across the country, and many people are talking about it with relish.

But soon, his thoughts were interrupted by a voice. The king looked calm and nodded lightly to the senior leaders of the Wu'an Army below.

The Wu'an Army leader took a step forward and glanced at everyone, "Prepare to enter the Wusheng Tower."

"Prepare to enter the main tower."

"Everyone sets a time limit, twenty-four hours."

"When the time comes, no matter if there is any harvest or not, you will be automatically teleported out."

……

As soon as the high-ranking Wu'an Army official finished speaking, the doors of the State Tower opened at the same time.

The State Tower and the Martial Saint Tower are both located in the same mausoleum, so they both have the same gate.

The door opens.

Ning Feng, Chao Zhu and the other three walked towards the King's Tower.

On the other side, Xia Tian, ​​Jiang Yunfei and other top ten contestants also walked towards the gate.

"Xia Tian, ​​which martial saint's inheritance have you set your sights on?" Jiang Nianchu whispered as they walked.

"Yue Sheng!" Xia Tian's answer was simple and clear. After that, he had no intention of paying any more attention.

"I don't agree. I think the legacy of the Bitch Martial Saint is stronger. The Bitch Martial Saint's skills are better than any other martial arts in the world. Her holy weapon, Set, is even known as the invincible holy weapon."

"Bitch, fuck, Seth, invincible."

Jiang Yunfei suddenly interrupted.

But Jiang Nianchu and Xia Tian just glanced at him and didn't respond, obviously too lazy to argue with him.

Jiang Yunfei didn't say much and just glanced at Ning Feng in the distance.

This time, as long as he obtains the inheritance of the Martial Saint, Ning Feng will gain nothing or only limited gains in the National Tower.

Then the gap between myself and him will not widen further.

……

Looking at Ning Feng walking beside them, Chao Zhu, Zhan Tiezhong and Ye Yuanzheng had different expressions.

Zhan Tiezhong and Ye Yuanzheng didn't have any feelings towards Ning Feng, but Chaozhu was different, and he always felt a sense of resentment in his heart.

But at this time, Ning Feng did not pay attention to the mentality of the three people.

Because the moment he saw the King's Tower, Ning Feng froze in place.

“Isn’t this the pagoda where we visualize the shell-birthing method?”

Isn’t the King’s Tower in front of him the same pagoda where he was visualizing?

No, they are extremely similar. If you don't look closely, you can't see any difference between the two.

"How can the State Tower be the same as the tower for visualization? Are they related?"

Ning Feng thought doubtfully as he walked.

……

At this time,

As they walked, Chaozhu suddenly asked, "Ning Feng, this time when you enter the King's Tower, which floor do you want to reach?"

Ning Feng asked in confusion, "Which floor? What does that mean?"

Seeing a trace of confusion on Ning Feng's face, I knew that Ning Feng didn't know much about the King's Tower.

However, this is normal. Ordinary people have only heard of the Sovereign's Tower but don't understand it. It is because their identities are different from those of ordinary warriors that they can know it clearly.

The chief minister was not stingy and explained: "The King's Tower gathers the great fortune of the Dragon Nation, but not every floor can be entered. The higher the level, the more difficult it is to enter."

"Someone once entered the King's Tower and couldn't even get to the second floor."

"This has nothing to do with talent. It has to do with opportunity, luck, and willpower."

The Lord explained it very clearly, and did not intentionally conceal anything because he was unconvinced.

No need,

Even if he was not convinced, he had to defeat Ning Feng fairly.

Ning Feng said with relief, "So that's how it is. Thank you for clearing up my confusion."

"No need,"

The chief looked at Ning Feng and suddenly said, "How about a competition?"

Ning Feng did not refuse and asked, "How do we compare? Tell me."

"First, let's see what we've gained in twenty-four hours."

"Secondly, let's see which floor we reach and then make a comprehensive decision on the outcome. How about that?"

Please briefly explain the rules to the Lord.

"Okay, but you have to be mentally prepared."

Ning Feng agreed without hesitation, but his words made the Lord helpless.

Do you really think you will win?

This is not a fight in a ring; having strong fighting skills does not necessarily mean you will be effective.

Opportunity, understanding and that flash of inspiration are the most important.

……

The moment you step into the National Tower,

Ning Feng only felt a solemn feeling spreading throughout his body in an instant.

The expressions on the faces of the three chiefs also became more serious and solemn.

The space inside the tower is very large, divided into small spaces, which store the relics of successive kings.

The three of them did not stop, but left one by one to look for opportunities.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the three leaders had not walked far when they suddenly stopped.