Form the National Luck Bureau: Recruit the Emperor's Armor at the beginning!

Time flies, and seven days pass by in a flash.

Countless Dragon Kingdom audiences, readers didn't want to read those miscellaneous trifles, and said it was too watery, so Yang Fan didn't do anything else, and directly asked Shihuang Yingzheng to get ready to go to the battlefield of the National Games on the seventh day.

"Before I thought everything came true, I opened that treasure in the kit, don't use it at the beginning, and wait until the critical moment to make a blockbuster."

Watching a beam of teleportation light fall into the National Games Bureau, Yang Fan made his final entrustment to Shihuang Yingzheng.

"Why do you need to do so much, since I am here, this battle of national destiny has already been won."

The first emperor, Yingzheng, wore a black dragon robe, straddled the emperor's sword, and stepped into the portal.

However, in the end, he put the overall situation first, and took the super magic weapon Yang Fan gave him to improve his strength, but he just said no.

As the figure of the First Emperor Yingzheng slowly rose into the air and was teleported to the National Games battlefield, the entire Dragon Kingdom and all the people were all bloody, staring at the live broadcast room.

"Go, Brother Zheng! It's up to you!"

"Ma De, why haven't the fight started yet, I feel like our Dragon Kingdom has already won!"

"Then what else? Just those crooked people from other countries, how could they be the opponents of Shihuang Yingzheng?"

"That's right! They are kings at most, and our brother Zheng is the king of kings."

"Isn't there an anime in the Sun Kingdom? It's that human beings compete with the gods, and then let the people of their country win easily, but our Dragon Kingdom's Lv Bu God of War lost. Now it seems that the first emperor Yingzheng has appeared. His opponent is a guy named Hades, and it looks like he is going to win!"

"Hmph! That's not necessarily true! If the Sun Kingdom can't win in reality, it is very likely that we need to find a sense of existence in the Two-dimensional world, and deliberately write that our Emperor Shi Huang loses!"

"Pathetic! Poor! Alas!"

"But this time, our brother Zheng will definitely beat them to the knees and call them daddy!"

"Oh no! It's not daddy! They don't deserve it. It should be their Emperor Rizhao who was beaten by Emperor Yingzheng and knelt down and called His Majesty for mercy! Hahaha!"

Compared with the previous few times, this time on the battlefield of the National Games, the 20 billion people of the Dragon Kingdom are full of confidence in the victory of the First Emperor Yingzheng. This is not only confidence in the history of the Dragon Kingdom, but also full of confidence in Yang Fan and the unification of the six kingdoms. The man is full of confidence.

Of course, this time, Long Guo is not the only one who is confident.

Because regardless of their own strength, many small marginal countries in the world are full of confidence in this battle of national destiny.

among them.

Alexander the Great in the country of March, Gilgamesh in the country of Sumer, Pharaoh in the country of pharaohs, King Arthur in the country of John Bull, the emperor of the cold country, Emperor Rizhao in the country of the sun, the god of imperialism with a beautiful face like a falcon, Is the hottest popular character.

Soon, more than 200 teleportation light beams sent a group of historical national athletes like Shihuang Yingzheng to the competition arena.

The referee, the ancestor of the national fortune, stood in the middle of them with a mature and solemn appearance.

"The historical national destiny battle of this hurdle is chosen by Yang Fan of the Dragon Kingdom. The battle is divided into two stages."

The ancestor of the fortune of the country talked eloquently.

"In the first stage, all the contestants will fight to get out of the final eight!"

"The second stage, the quarterfinals!"

"The player who dies or is eliminated in the melee stage will be punished by the country where he is located, so everyone, you have no way out, only fight."

The ancestor of the National Games is not only for the two hundred or so National Games players, but also for all the Blue Stars.

"What?! This time, even if you don't die, you will be punished as long as you lose?! Good guy! Then, in this way, won't it be that in the end, only the last victor will not be punished and will be rewarded? Other countries Will all be punished?"

"Damn it! The ancestor of the fortune of the nation, this is too ruthless!"

"Before we couldn't win anyway, we just kept paddling. In the end, only the Sun Country and the Beautiful Country were punished, and there was also the unlucky Camel Country. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. In the end, we still couldn't escape."

"It is impossible to win based on our country's hundreds of years of history."

"It's a joke. With 200 years of history in this beautiful country, you can be lucky enough to find a peerless powerhouse from the long river of history. What else is impossible?"

"Fake! That is obviously God bless our beautiful country, who made our beautiful country a beacon for all mankind, the protagonist of Blue Star?"

"Hahahaha! To put it bluntly, it's because you are too rubbish, too backward, you will be beaten if you lag behind, and the rubbish will be wiped out!"

"Oh no! You don't have to be beaten if you fall behind, but that's just because I don't want to beat you today!"

After knowing that the battle of national destiny this time is a historical theme, the beautiful Chinese once felt desperate, but after seeing the strength of the eagle-like god of imperialism, they once again ignited their confidence in victory.

"Look! The battle is on!"

Suddenly, someone yelled, and the more than 200 billion people in Blue Star stopped all activities and focused all their attention on the battlefield of the National Games.

The Pharaoh of the Pharaoh Kingdom was the first to strike, with a wave of the scepter in his hand, and the golden mask on his head was shining.

Great Summoning.

It is the skill bestowed by the long river of history on the king-level powerhouse, who can summon the army of his life to come out to fight for him.

The next moment, terrifying mummies climbed up from the ground and attacked the surrounding National Games players.

"Come out! The Twelve Knights of the Round Table!"

King Arthur of the John Bull Country was not far behind, he swung the sword in the stone suddenly, and twelve figures gathered around him in an instant.

This King Arthur is a man, he looks very handsome and upright, not a two-dimensional female King Arthur created by a country that likes sissy, it seems that he is a strong enemy.

"Hahahaha! Looking around, they are not as good as me!"

"The King's Army!"

In the distance, the burly-backed Alexander the Great laughed and waved his hand. The legendary Macedonian phalanx appeared and began to attack all around.

"Miscellaneous cultivators! All are miscellaneous cultivators!"

Gilgamesh also summoned his King's Treasure, and the so-called infinite sword flew out, massacring the weak national players.

"Wang Lai allows, Wang Lai bears, Wang Lai admits!"

"The king cannot be humiliated!"

This time, every strong man who came out of the long river of history was extraordinary. Soon, everyone summoned the army that once ruled the country. The number ranged from a few hundred to a few thousand. It was indeed Alexander the Great who swept everything with [-] infantry and [-] cavalry.

However, this battlefield fell into the eyes of Shihuang Yingzheng who stood at the highest place, but he was so dismissive.

"Are they just this little army?"

That's it? That's it?
Is this still going against our Dragon Kingdom?

Back then I hit six, the weakest of the six was stronger than these people, right?
The first emperor Yingzheng couldn't help sneering when he saw these so-called 'kings' who were like children playing games.

"There are still too many countries in this world, it would be great to become one."

"Bai Qi! Come out and destroy them, I am too lazy to do it."

First Emperor Yingzheng said.

"Your Majesty, can you not call me for orders less than [-], I'm very busy here, okay?"

"Recently, I just took in a girl who said she was immortal, and now I'm teaching her martial arts, so I don't have time!"

At the foot of Shihuang Yingzheng, a phantom full of blood said disdainfully.

"Forget it! I also feel that the number of people is a bit small and not enough."

"Meng Tian, ​​it's better for you to come out and kill these bastards, and grab some people to repair the Great Wall."

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Another phantom appeared and turned into a real body. It first saluted Shihuang Yingzheng, then turned his head and waved his hand at the battlefield!
"Where are the millions of Qin troops!"

"exist!"

In an instant, the space behind him was shattered, filled with murderous aura!
"give me."

"kill!"

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