Global Weird: I can simulate in advance

(top of all living beings)

(level: lv.28)

(The plot score in this strange world: C)

2. Tao follows nature

(under one person)

(level: lv.15)

(The plot score in this strange world: A)

3. Fist asks the sky

(Tan Hua Lang)

(level: lv.12)

(Not in the instance of [Sorcerer Academy])

—— TMD isn’t this cheating? !

--Grass! (a plant)

——Damn it, I look at the leaderboard every day, this "king" was obviously less than 20 this morning, so how many hours has he raised a full eight levels? !

——This is so realistic...

——Is this brother able to carry a cannon in reality?

There were many complaints in the bullet screen, all of which were complaints from other extraordinary people.

The gap between Li Guanqi and other Transcendents was completely eliminated.

In the past, he was just for others to look up to, but today, he has completely made other extraordinary people feel hopeless, and there is no hope of catching up.

But Li Guanqi's eyes were never on them.

Among the transcendental beings in the world, except Lin Xianbai who "follows the law of nature", no transcendental being can catch his eyes.

Li Guanqi has always been very clear.

His opponent only exists in the strange world.

the world is huge.

Therefore, it's time for all the geniuses in Southern Border to experience it—the Summer Competition in the city of Gu, the king's capital in Southern Border!

"Ok?"

But just as Li Guanqi was about to leave the cave and "exit", he found a new face in the top article on the leaderboard.

【Iron Blood Daluo】

—— Fist Asking the Heaven

The new extraordinary third person "Fist Asks the Heaven", I don't know how long this person can stay in the No.3 position in the feng shui rotation.

Li Guanqi became interested, and clicked on the article "Ask the sky with fists".

【Iron Blood Daluo】

"This time, I came to the border battlefield between the Daluo Dynasty and the southern border. I joined the Xuanwu Army under the command of Zhennan General Zhou Xuanwu and became a member of it. I learned the Xuanwu Army boxing and Xuanwu sword skills from the instructor. I... ..."

Li Guanqi glanced at it.

Undisturbed.

This "Fist Asking the Heaven" joined the army, and it has been almost eight months since then, and he has never been on the battlefield, so he has been staying in the barracks, constantly learning military formations and sword techniques.

Then, just like the entrance to the Magic Academy, the military camp can also enter the elite camp through outstanding performance. This "Fist Asks the Heaven" is working hard for this.

Li Guanqi was in a daze for a moment.

If he hadn't interfered with the Green Tooth Mercenary Corps, maybe he was still studying spells in the academy so peacefully now, right?

However, everything is different.

He who completed "Hundreds of Spiritual Power Training" is completely different.

"boom!"

With a wave of Li Guanqi's hand, he didn't even make a formula. He just used his majestic spiritual power to cast an unsatisfactory ice freezing technique. An ice spear condensed instantly and slammed into the boulder blocking the cave, directly smashing the boulder into pieces. Countless fragments.

"Tell me, is there anyone around?"

As Li Guanqi walked outside, he activated his talent to ask the insects in the forest.

soon.

The response comes.

According to the position of more than 1500 meters from this place, a group of mercenaries are passing by.

"call--"

Li Guanqi made a tactic with his right hand, and a gust of wind surged all over his body, leading him to fly up into the sky at an astonishing speed, passing over the forest at high speed, the speed was faster than the fastest racing car in reality.

The distance of 1500 meters is just around the corner.

"Curse, conjurer?!"

The Southern Xinjiang mercenaries who passed by the forest were shocked, all at a loss, and finally, under the leadership of the captain, they all knelt down towards Li Guanqi.

A conjurer who can fly?

These mercenaries had never seen such a level of existence, so they were naturally frightened.

"Someone tell me..."

Li Guanqi descended from the sky, came in front of the mercenary captain, and said in a deep voice, "How long will it take for the Summer Spell Competition in Gu City to start?"

"what?"

The mercenary captain was stunned, and raised his head hesitantly, as if he was a little unsure, so he repeated the question again: "How long does it take to start the Summer Spell Competition in Gu City?"

"Well, Lord Conjurer, well over there in Gu City, it seems like it's been two days since it started...it's almost over."

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Chapter 108 Southern Border King Capital Gu City

The southern border capital, the city of Gu!

In a huge building similar to the Colosseum in Rome, there were a lot of people, and there were a hundred thousand spectators here to watch the only two major events in a year.

Contest of spells!

"Whoa whoa!"

The sound waves of the entire huge venue are one after another, as if the whole country is celebrating... In fact, the people who can come here to watch the battle are either rich or expensive, and they are all rich and powerful in southern Xinjiang.

They are carefree, of course they feel happy when they watch some excitement.

Inside and outside the venue are completely two worlds.

city ​​gate.

A tall figure in black robes came from the north gate of Gu City, passing by strips of unrepaired muddy ground, passing countless poor people sleeping on the streets, passing orphans who lost their parents one after another...

finally.

He walked into the inner city of Gu City - the paradise of nobles.

If the outer city of Gu City is a slum, then the inner city is a completely rich area.

Looking around, there are magnificent entertainment clubs everywhere, each of which is a nobleman wearing gold and silver.

The dogs that the noble ladies walked were all wearing Shu brocade silk from the Daluo Dynasty. A piece of cloth the size of a palm could feed hundreds of poor people in southern Xinjiang.

There are too many people in the strange world.

Human life is naturally worthless.

The southern border capital, the city of Gu.

In the inner city of the aristocrats, there are singing and dancing every night.

In the poor outer city, people are cheaper than dogs.

In the center of the inner city, which is two streets in front of the Nanjiang Palace, the appearance of the competition venue, which looks like the Roman Colosseum, is magnificent, and the cheers from inside can be heard even a few streets away.

inside the field.

A full [-] spectators cheered and shouted.

For ordinary millionaires, this is a rare time to see conjurers who are usually aloof, fighting desperately in the arena.

For the dignitaries in southern Xinjiang, the best in the arena may be future three-talented, four-element, or even five-element-level conjurers, all of whom can be wooed.

Even those geniuses who have been rare for several years, even the King of Southern Border, can't help but throw out olive branches.

And this time.

At the highest point of the auditorium, 28 meters away from the arena, there are [-] exquisite thrones arranged in a stepped manner. The first row is lower than the second row, so as not to block the sight of people behind.

As for the distance between the [-]-meter high platform and the arena is too far to see clearly?

People who can sit here, even ants thousands of meters away, can still see the cilia on their bodies.

On the 28 thrones, 27 figures are seated, and many glamorous maids in cool clothes are holding trays with melons, fruits, pastries, and fine wines on them.

Of course, beauty is also up to you.

These 28 thrones represent the 28 branch schools in Southern Xinjiang except the main school in Southern Xinjiang.

The spell competition held in Gu City every winter and summer is also the time when these branch schools are showing their strengths, and they don't mind sending their outstanding students to the Nanjiang main school.

Because every time one is sent, the reward from the Central Headquarters will make them unable to refuse.

There is also a participation award for participation.

Therefore, there will be basically no situation where the branch schools in southern Xinjiang do not send students to participate... except for one exception.

There are 28 thrones and 27 powerful conjurers, all of whom are leading teachers sent by the branch school.

One is empty.

"In the past, everyone said that there was no need to set up a seat in the Guxue branch school, but they dared not cancel it because of that old guy Xia Houli. Heh... now there is no such trouble."

A middle-aged conjurer sneered.

"Not only people died, but the castle was burned. It seems that our 28th branch school in southern Xinjiang will be called 27th branch school in the future."

"Hahahaha!"

All the sorcerers burst into laughter.

"Hey, Your Royal Highness, I see that there is no need to arrange 27 chairs for this winter's spell contest."

A conjurer turned his head and smiled towards the top seat behind.

At the top of the 28 thrones is a throne studded with precious stones. Although it seems to be in a row with the thrones next to it, it is actually a few centimeters higher.

Sitting on the throne was a fat man wearing brocade clothes and a crown on his head—the king of Nanjiang.

"Hehe, Mr. Cam has a point."

The obese and fair-skinned Nanjiang King smiled, his face was very kind, and his smile gave people a sense of intimacy.

Again.

In the weird world, no rich man is a waste.

Either his wisdom is like a monster, or his strength is extraordinary, or he must be a reckless man with powerful combat power.

And who is the King of Southern Border?

It doesn't seem to count.

Wisdom is so-so, and he hasn't done any big things in his ten years in power, and he hasn't made any mistakes.

The strength is average, as the king of a country, he is only a warrior with different blood in the early days of Liuhe, which is worse than the previous old king.