Player Lackeys All Over The World

Player Lackeys All Over The World Chapter 203

2022-01-27

Chapter 203 203: The Prime Minister Falls, the Battle of the Marquis

"That's right."

The person next to him is nodded : "Zuo Chongming is only seventeen years old, young and promising, and extremely capable. Once he leaves the Subdue and Comfort Department, he will almost be useless."

"Martial Sovereign obviously has to vigorously cultivate him, Subdue and Comfort Department. The Department is the best channel for merit and promotion, and it will never listen to our advice..."

As soon as these words came out, the people who were just happy immediately turned bitter.

The middle-aged man said, "As for the second method, I forgive the students for being stupid and not understanding."

"It's very simple."

Wei Tao Disappointed in his heart, he guided him: "Old man asks you, what is the rank of Marquis Guanjun?"

The man frowned: "The position of a prince is equal to Grade 3, and Marquis Guanjun is of great significance, which is more important than that of ordinary princes. The high half level should be around Grade 2."

Wei Taohan said with a smile: "Then the old man will ask you, what grade is the Palace Guard Envoy?"

"Grade 6...so that's how it is."

The middle-aged man suddenly realized and said in admiration: "As expected of a teacher, this move is too essence."

When other people heard this, they gradually reminisced about it.

The rank of Subdue and Comfort Department, Grade 9 Demon Slayer, Grade 8 Demon Guard Envoy, Grade 6 Palace Guard Envoy, Grade 4 County Governor, Grade 2 State Shepherd, Grade 1 Commander.

And Zuo Chongming made a lot of contributions this time, Palace Guard Envoy is a sure thing.

But Palace Guard Envoy is only Grade 6, even if it has real power in hand, it is far worse than Marquis Guanjun.

Then here comes the problem.

Once Zuo Chongming was successfully appointed as a marquis, he was dispatched to the station again.

His status as Marquis Guanjun is equal to that of the state shepherd.

Zuo Chongming's boss is only the Governor of Grade 4, how can he be moved by command?

Someone followed his train of thought and said: "At that time, Zuo Chongming's boss will definitely as if having a fish bone stuck in one's throat, we can take the opportunity to separate, murder a person with a borrowed knife."

Zuo Chongming's various manifestations are enough to explain its danger.

If it grows up smoothly and is used by Martial Sovereign, it will be a disaster for the bureaucracy...

So they have to prepare early and do everything they can to kill it.

"If you can't kill it, there is a last resort."

Wei Tao closed his eyes and said softly, "Isn't he strong? It depends on how strong he is. It should be noted that there is a word called Gong Gao Gaizhu."

Even if ordinary people know the principle of 'be victorious before defeating', they will at best keep a secret.

But Wei Tao avoided the accident, but kept three hands, and the 3rd-layer method was closely linked with one another.

It can be seen that his fear of Zuo Chongming has reached the point where it is absolutely necessary.

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At noon the next day, Haoyang hangs high in the sky.

Located within the third ring road of the capital, the arena with a capacity of 30,000 people is full of people and lively, with discussions even breaking through the sky.

This arena was built by a former emperor, who was a Colosseum because he loved watching beasts.

Later, the Martial Dynasty Taizu improved and repaired it and turned it into an arena.

Large competitions, etc., are held here, normally idle.

After this Martial Sovereign was enthroned, he felt that it was too wasteful to put it on, and it normally cost a lot of money to maintain, so he rented it to Eight Winds Tower.

After Eight Winds Tower takes over, various competitive competitions will be held regularly, such as Martial Artist vs. Martial Artist, Martial Artist vs. Demon, Demon vs. Demon….

Because there are not only exciting competitions, but also high gambling pools, many interest chains have quickly emerged and many industries have emerged.

"My dear fellow, this is comparable to a stadium."

"It is no exaggeration to say that if you smash a brick at any time, you can at least smash a Baron, officials... ."

"It's so lively, damn it, blood is boiling."

"You're boiling a hammer? The protagonist is not you."

"That's right. , is the banner ready?"

"Don't worry."

"You must have a megaphone, too."

"Understood."

Chen Tianlong and other players stared eagerly at the audience.

They even thought about it, and suggested that Zuo Chongming build one when they go back, especially for pvp players.

Even if the Heavenly Dragon guild pays for them, they will be able to make a lot of money by holding special competitions, concerts and other activities in the future.

came back to his senses, Chen Tianlong glanced at the players: "You guys, what are you doing? Hurry up and take your place, the live broadcast room will be warmed up first."

" Oh, oh..."

Several players heard this and ran towards their designated positions one after another.

In order to make the live broadcast more perfect, they begged Zuo Chongming, asked for some tickets in different locations, adopted multiple perspectives, and broadcast live in all directions.

Taking this opportunity, Chen Tianlong glanced at the live broadcast room and secretly slandered: "Zuo Chongming's popularity is outrageous!"

The live broadcast has not yet started, and the live broadcast room has broken through. 500 million.

…

Not long.

With the arrival of Martial Sovereign, the atmosphere in the field skyrocketed.

Thousands of people stood up in a hurry, chanting pay respects to the Holy Lord, the layers of sound were deafening, overwhelming. . . .

"Flat body."

Martial Sovereign looked around, said a few words at a moderate pace, and folded into the box.

The place where dignitaries and dignitaries sit, of course, is not an open-air seat, but a special box.

However, due to the great impact of this incident, people with a bit of identity in the Beijing circle want to come in, and the box can only be used by senior officials.

"Lord Zuo."

Liu Fu walked through the corridor, quietly came to the backcourt, looked at him with a smile: "How are you preparing?"

"It's okay."

Zuo Chongming stood in the room, letting Bai Susu and the girls dress up.

Liu Fu took out a palm-sized jade box from the spirit ring: "This is what the Holy One asked us to give you, twenty dragon blood Soul Nourishment Pills."

This It is a medicine pill used to nourish the soul and recover from injuries. After taking it, it only takes a moment to adjust the breath to quickly return to the peak state.

The market price is...no, strictly speaking, it is not sold on the market.

After all, the main material of this thing comes from the blood marrow of the Great Demon, and the cost is too high.

"Twenty? The Holy One really paid for it."

Zuo Chongming sighed in amazement, and then said: "Eunuch Liu, please help me with one thing. Note, just press me to win."

Liu Fu was stunned for a moment, it's such a juncture, don't you forget to gamble?

But it's just a little thing, he nodded down.

......

A moment later, the cheers of the sky broke out.

A young man with a tall and straight posture, sword eyebrows and star eyes, who had a dignified appearance, strode into the field with a long sword.

It seems that he is not used to being paid attention to, he frowned slightly, but he quickly adjusted his state, and there was a hidden fighting intent in his eyes.

"Qi Qingyun?"

"The Young Master of Qi Bo Hou Family? Isn't he on the Southern Sea? Why is he here?"

"Nonsense, of course it's for Marquis Guanjun."

"I heard that this person is in the frontier and has made a lot of credit. The demons who died in his hands are not one thousand or eight hundred."

"And he is also a direct descendant of Sword Sect. He returned to the late stage of Origin at a young age."

"Hey... a rival, I heard that Zuo Chongming is Early-Stage?"

"That's right, it's difficult."

The appearance of this person immediately caused a commotion.

After all, the Qi Family is also from the Beijing circle, and Qi Qingyun has made frequent contributions later, and is naturally well-known by people in Beijing.

Crunch, crunch~!

In anticipation, the closed iron gate quakes up.

Zuo Chongming, who was wearing a golden-edged black robe and looked no less than Qi Qingyun, walked out slowly with his sword in hand.

Although his actual age is seven or eight years younger than Qi Qingyun, the audience can clearly feel the oppression from him.

This kind of surfacing, condensed like a substantial oppression, is definitely something that Qi Qingyun has never had.

The audience at close range even felt a trance in their consciousness for a moment. They could smell blood on the tip of their nose, and there were even more whining sounds in their ears.

Almost at the same time, the Heaven's Chosen sitting in the box subconsciously straightened up and stared solemnly at Zuo Chongming who was standing.

How many people did this guy kill?

This is their biggest question right now.

Those who kill often have baleful aura on their bodies, so others will feel uncomfortable, but that's not all.

But the baleful aura on Zuo Chongming is just... .

"Photo..."

The white clothed woman in a certain box suddenly scolded lightly, and wiped it in front of her eyes, and then her eyes were filled with azure light, Zhan Zhan ordered People dare not look directly.

In a flash, the scene changes suddenly.

The clear sky is covered with dark clouds of blood, and countless demons, ghosts, and Resentful Soul linger, roaring and whining...

The ground is covered with layers of white bones, broken limbs and stumps are everywhere, hideous heads are piled up into high mountains, and there are even rivers of hua hua blood, roaring blood waterfalls...

"Why...pu..."

The woman's pupils shrank suddenly, her face was instantly pale as paper, and her mouth and nose suddenly spewed out a blood mist, and she was instantly blown away. Passed out.

......

"You are Zuo Chongming?"

"en."

"It seems that I underestimate you. ”

“en. ”

“Marquis Guanjun, you cannot sit here.”

“en. ”

“Look Your cultivation base is still shallow, so I'll let you make moves first."

"Hmm... eh?"

Zuo Chongming blinked and looked at him in amazement, as if he was watching a Only mentally retarded: "Are you sure?"

Qi Qingyun felt uncomfortable when he touched his eyes. He secretly raised his vigilance in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face: "Naturally sure..."

Rumble….

The sound of the buddha roared in the audience, and the rolling sound assaults the senses.

The audience saw Zuo Chongming slap a palm, the swastika Sanskrit flickered and condensed, and a terrifying palm print hit the wind with a bang.

Then, there is no then.

As Zuo Chongming put down his hand, the restless sword essence around him gradually calmed down, and the palm print on the ground disappeared with the wind like an afterimage.

Hoohoo~!

Countless people subconsciously got up, probed, moved towards the palm print and looked over there.

But Qi Qingyun, who was handsome and unrestrained, was photographed on the ground, his hair was messed up and his body was covered in blood, and he was dead.

Return to Origin Early-Stage vs. Return to Origin late stage, and then Return to Origin late stage was defeated. It was a trick for seconds, seconds?

The field suddenly fell into a dead silence. In the huge arena, there was only the sound of hu hu's cold wind, just like their mood at the moment.

“Lord Zuo bullshit!!!”

“Lord Zuo mighty.”

“Lord Zuo domineering!!”

Chen Tianlong and other players were the first to react, raising the banner with a flushed face and screaming.

“en?”

Zuo Chongming glanced at them, sighed speechless, and turned his eyes to the equally stunned referee: "Carry it away, the next one..."

As he spoke, he moved a few steps to the side in disgust, as if he was afraid of being splashed by Qi Qingyun's blood.

(end of this chapter)