Chapter 83

Ran really fast.

A pity.

The Yellow Immortal sighed.

Returned to the System in low spirits.

At the same time, the Mysterious Judge's figure appeared on the arena,

"I announce, the third round of competition ends here!"

"Punishment begins, 33.3% of the Tianzhu Alliance's territory belongs to the Dragon Nation!"

"Now, please have the Dragon Nation choose the next country to challenge!"

This time, the people in charge of the Beautiful Alliance and the Triumphal Alliance didn't lower their heads; they looked at each other and smiled.

Not long ago, they deliberately arranged for the Da Xiong Empire and the Xiao Han Republic to take back lost territory, while simultaneously infringing on the Dragon Nation's territorial sovereignty.

In order to deepen the hatred between the Dragon Nation and the Da Xiong Empire and the Xiao Han Republic.

Now in their view, it was impossible to be drawn again!

Charlie and Steve looked satisfied.

However, something unexpected happened.

Zhang Cheng stood in the center of the arena and announced loudly:

"The next country to challenge, the Beautiful Alliance!"

Charlie:???

Steve:???

Hell!

Why don't they play by the rules!

The third arena match came to an end.

The land of the Tianzhu Alliance was instantly covered by light, and the 30% of the territory they possessed was all incorporated into the Dragon Nation's territory.

Zhang Cheng curled his mouth, full of satisfaction, "Another day of expanding territory for the motherland."

According to this trend.

It won't be long before the Dragon Nation's flag will fly in every corner of the world!

The audience at the scene had different emotions, some excited and inspired, some silent,

and some with nowhere to vent their anger; if you want to talk about the ugliest expression, it has to be Charlie, the person in charge of the Beautiful Alliance.

"Damn it!"

"Why pick our Beautiful Alliance?"

"Logically speaking, shouldn't the Dragon Nation take action against the Da Xiong Empire?"

Charlie thought the more he thought, the angrier he got; did the previous calculations backfire?

Seeing him furious, Steve couldn't help but tease,

"Haha, don't worry, your Beautiful Alliance has quite a few terrifying things, isn't it just a small confrontation match?"

"Believe you can easily handle it, hahahaha!"

As long as the challenger is not the Triumphal Alliance, the result is about the same for whichever country is changed.

Steve felt secretly happy; the god of luck stood on the side of their Triumphal Alliance again.

"Hmph!"

"Laughing?"

"Now you can hide, but in the next match, the one after that, and the one after that, can you still hide?"

"It's just a mere arena match, do you really think our Beautiful Alliance doesn't have any hidden cards?"

A cold chill flashed in Charlie's eyes; he took out an encrypted mobile phone and dialed a number,

"Hey!"

"This is Charlie."

"We, the Beautiful Alliance, are up in the next arena match; I need to apply for the highest authority."

"That guy locked in the bottom floor of the death row, it's time to let him out for some air!"

Within the Dragon Nation.

Divine Ghost Summoner Alliance.

"According to the existing technical level, in another ten days, the Divine Ghost Summoner Alliance will be a complete success."

"By then, as a hero of the Dragon Nation, you cannot be absent!"

Qin Meng pointed to a high-rise building not far away with a futuristic sci-fi feel and said.

Zhang Cheng nodded, "Rest assured, I will definitely be there."

"About how many Summoners are there now?"

Qin Meng pinched his chin, recalling the content of the data, "B-level are countless, there may be hundreds of thousands or even millions."

"There are ten thousand A-level, five thousand of whom have joined the association."

"There are two thousand S-level, one thousand of whom have joined the association."

"There are more than one hundred SS-level, ninety of whom have joined the association."

"There are ten SSS-level, currently five have joined the association,

the other five, although they haven't joined, have clearly stated that they will stand up when the country is in danger."

The gains in the Divine Ghost Killing Arena have improved the overall strength of the Dragon Nation's summoned creatures.

Relying on the current summoning camp, even looking at the world, it is unprecedented.

Qin Meng continued:

"As for above SSS-level... so far, there are two in total,

one is Jiang Wenjing, and the other is a teenager in a white hoodie,

but his whereabouts are secret, and we haven't met him despite searching many times."

"Preliminary judgment, he may suffer from severe social phobia,

even physical contact like accidentally brushing against someone will make him panic and lose his composure."

"These are all seen from surveillance footage."

Severe social phobia?

Summoned object level still above SSS-level?

Looks like I have to go there myself.

Zhang Cheng asked Qin Meng for a copy of the information about the teenager in the white hoodie, then returned to his room.

Lying on the bed, he was also doing things no different from ordinary people.

Left foot on right foot, back against the headboard, happily scrolling through short videos.

Worried one moment, laughing heartily the next.

Just like he had a disease.

"What are you watching?"

"Crying one moment and laughing the next, no proper form."

At this time, a figure in a white dress appeared on the sofa.

The System young lady lay horizontally on the sofa, her arm bent as a pillow, one leg curled up,

the other leg resting on top and swinging, her posture very casual.

"System sister? When did you come out?" Zhang Cheng was puzzled.

The System held the latest mobile phone in her hand and responded faintly: "I came out a long time ago."

Zhang Cheng: "..."

Just at this moment.

A black shadow appeared in front of Zhang Cheng.

The man was dressed in white, wearing a bamboo hat, and dozens of knives emitting strange auras were in the sword box on his back.

Xu Fengnian...

"Handsome guy, why did you come out too?" Zhang Cheng frowned and asked suspiciously.

Xu Fengnian smiled, giving people a kind and amiable feeling,

"Staying inside all day, after a long time, there will always be some annoyance."

"I heard that the current Dragon Nation has taken on a new look, so I wanted to come out and see."

Hmm...

Zhang Cheng nodded.

"Oh my, clearly you came out to ask for help, yet you say it so grandly, how shameful."

The System smiled and exposed Xu Fengnian's intention.

The latter smiled awkwardly and hurriedly cupped his hands.

The System nodded to indicate.

"To tell the truth, I did indeed perceive a familiar aura this time, an old friend I haven't seen for many years."

Xu Fengnian explained, "He fell into a deep sleep for a period of time before, and just now, he gave me a letter of challenge,

hoping I could go and spar with him."

Oh?

A flash of light passed through Zhang Cheng's eyes; someone who could be called a friend by Xu Fengnian must have strength that cannot be underestimated!

"However, why do I know nothing about this?"

Xu Fengnian shook his head with a smile, "It's just a small scuffle, far from reaching the level where you need to be alarmed."

Eh?

Why does it sound like I'm very amazing.

Zhang Cheng pinched his chin, "I'm just an ordinary Summoner."

"Is it necessary?"

Night.

Ancient cemetery.

Cold and quiet intertwined, and the old trees around stretched out branches, just like ghosts dancing in the dark night.

Between the rustling of leaves, a rustling sound came.

On the dim hill, tombstones lay here and there, some fallen and some crooked,

as if they had been dragged out of the ground by some force, and the characters carved on the tablets seemed to still seep with faint blood color.

Looking up.

The full moon hanging in the sky sprinkled bright moonlight, covering everything around with a layer of silvery-white frost gauze.

On the top of the hill, an ancient and heavy coffin was placed; in the night,

the outline of the coffin was blurry, only knowing it was very ancient, surrounded by circles of aura like silk ribbons.

"You came after all."

At this time.

A low but deep and powerful voice rang out.

Zhang Cheng raised his head, looked closely, and discovered a mysterious black shadow sitting next to the ancient coffin.

He was like a hero in ancient martial arts novels, dressed in black, his long hair unbound, fluttering freely in the wind.

His eyes seemed to be injured, so they were wrapped in a circle of black cloth.

Moonlight sprinkled on him.

Illuminating his face clearly.

Angular, skin rough, but full of a masculine masculinity.

He just sat by the coffin, letting the wind around him brush his hair,

the black figure on the top of the ancient cemetery in the night looked particularly lonely.

"Long time no see."

"It seems that the injuries on your body have healed quite well."

Xu Fengnian put down the sword box behind him and walked over with a smile.

"Injuries, they won't heal; I've committed too many sins in this life, and this is what I deserve."

The man wrapped in black cloth spoke as calmly as water.

Xu Fengnian wiped the knife with the white cloth in his hand while asking,

"Speaking of which, how long has it been since we last met?"

"A hundred years? Several hundred years? Or a thousand years?"

"I remember when I first met you, the coffin you carried wasn't as heavy as it is now."

"Hmm."

Hearing this.

The man wrapped in black cloth patted the coffin beside him; the moment his hand touched the coffin,

an aura full of endless deathly silence suddenly spread out.