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On the 140th day of the Flower Moon, the first day of Fengsha City's annual naturalization assessment, the sky was dim, and the Fengsha Martial Arena was heavily guarded. The First City Guard Corps and the Second City Guard Corps were all dispatched to maintain the entry order of all tribes.

49 tribes entered the arena one after another, and the Yiyan tribe ranked in the twentieth place, neither top nor bottom. Wearing the coarse uniform provided by Fengsha City, Ning Miao felt much cooler.

"NO.20, Wing Yan Clan."

Ning Miao and Bai Yi walked forward side by side, followed by the clansmen, and the people around were whispering and discussing.

"Strange, are they a joint tribe?"

"Winged Tiger Clan, Mountain Bear Clan, and the one in the middle, look, it's the Eagle Clan."

"I heard it's from Donglu."

"It's from Donglu? The feather clan logo can be printed on the clothes."

"It's really from Donglu. Look at Uno City, its face is darker than a thundercloud on a rainy day."

The little feet held up the clan card, their cheeks were swollen with anger, but Mr. Ning had ordered to keep a low profile, and if you can't bear it, you will make trouble.

Under the leadership of a feather orc, he walked to the designated area and stood in a square formation. The entrance ceremony of the **** sports meeting, Ning Miao was amused in his heart, but he had to put on a solemn and solemn look of a magic stick on his face. Thinking of gaining sympathy for this.

"Hey, didn't the low-level slaves in the Eastern Land be captured by Uno City? This is a motley army from a wild forest. The little clan witch in front looks good."

"It's a pity that I haven't seen the world, and I was so scared that I almost cried."

"Yeah, it's so pitiful. It's the first time I've come to Fengsha City, and the British people are next to me."

The front and back of the Yiyan phalanx are tribes from Julong City. On the left is the He tribe from Fengsha City. Ning Miao's eyelids twitched when he glanced to the right. The height of the cargo is about three meters, standing like a mountain of iron towers.

The wind and sand fighting arena is similar to the ancient Roman arena, but it is in the shape of a semicircle. There is a high platform in front of it, and there are stepped stands around the circumference.

At this time, on the high platform directly in front, Hada, the deputy general of Fengsha City, Wumeng, the commander of the first city defense regiment, Ha Lei, the commander of the second city defense regiment, and Cige, the commander of the third city defense regiment, stood straight in full armor.

On both sides of the high platform, the names of 49 tribes were shining brightly on the testimonial platform. Ning Miao read it over and over again, but still couldn't figure it out, and couldn't deduce the scientific principle of the testimonial platform at all.

While meditating, Bai Yi stretched out his hand and pulled the cuff of his distracted little female, "Ning, the city lord has come out, he is really good-looking, but he is not as good-looking as my brother."

Ning Miao looked at the high platform, and Wu Mochen's tall figure came into view. A black silk belt tied up today's immortal monarch's long bright red hair, and two narrow red eyebrows slanted into his temples.

Among the group of golden-armored orc warriors, the Fourth Royal Highness of the Huang Clan was wearing the formal attire of the Huang Clan. The black and red three-layer gown set off the dignity and glory of the royal family.

"Ning." Bai Yi was unhappy, and moved his curly head to block the little female's sight, "Don't like him."

Ning Miao laughed, and made a gesture of surrender, "Well, I don't like him."

After being assured, Bai Yi grinned innocently, "Ning, you are so kind, I like you."

Ning Miao: "..."

Dear Patriarch Yiyan, please pay attention to the occasion, even if you don't pay attention to the occasion, please look at those murderous eyes of the British tribe on the right.

In broad daylight, the sky is clear, and if you openly abuse a dog, you will be punished.

"People of Tiandu, the gods bestow life on the orcs, and the shining sun shines on the March Continent, following the will of the gods. For tens of thousands of years, the Phoenix Clan has led Beilu to fight against the White Python, and blood has been spilled on the Golden Moon Sea. The land orcs have been immortal for thousands of years. Today, on the 17th day of the 140th year of Baihuangying, Fengsha City opened its doors to welcome new people. You should do your best to get rid of your slave status and join us in Fengsha. , all to Heaven, glory, all to my king!"

"Glory, all to Heaven!"

"Glory, all to my king!"

More than [-] people shouted in unison.

Wu Mochen's words were sonorous and fierce, but his eyes were calm. Under the crowd, Ning Miao raised his arms and lip-synced a few times, thinking: The Fourth Royal Highness of the Huang Clan is probably boring, and the speech is like memorizing a script .

On the high platform, several animal skin drums were beating loudly, and Hada shouted loudly, full of energy, "The first battle of the naturalization assessment is officially started!"

Each tribe left one person to draw lots, and the rest, under the command of several heralds in Fengsha City, quickly took their seats in the half-circle stand.

Xiong Er was left behind by the Yiyan tribe, and Ning Miao firmly believed in Xiong Er's natural luck... He could find his way of life by relying on "divine porcelain", and he almost brought his own koi.

"Next, NO.20, Wing Yan Clan."

Xiong Er took out the square gold piece from the gold box, his expression was very calm, the drawing of lots was amazing, Master Ning had already played in Chiyue City.

The soldiers of Fengsha City who reviewed the lottery took away the gold piece from Xiong's second hand, and after reading it several times, they announced loudly: "Yiyan Clan, first round, bye."

"Ning, what is a bye?" Patriarch Yi Yan asked with his head tilted.

Ning Miao's inner villain has already fallen to the ground and rolled on the ground, yelling madly... Thank God, thank you, Xiong Er, thank fate for letting us meet, since I have you, life is full of miracles...

"Oh, among the 49 teams, if you play against each other in twos, one of them will definitely have a bye." Ning Miao explained with a blank expression on his face.

"Ah, Xiong Er, I love you!" Xiao Jiao made a trumpet shape with his hands, roaring a moving confession to Xiong Er in the field.

"Amazing my brother! Oh no, my brother!"

"Oh oh oh!!!!"

The stands of the Yiyan Tribe erupted into waves of cheers.

Xiong Er returned to the stand, and everyone rushed up. Poor Xiong Er didn't know why, but was frightened by the enthusiasm of the masses, "Brother, don't come here, little feet, what are you doing, ah, who is pulling my pants!"

Ning Miao glanced across the high platform inadvertently, and the fairy sitting on the golden chair seemed to be looking at him... Uh, Ning Miao touched his face, remembering that he washed his face when he went out today. Could it be that something strange was stained on it?

Ning Miao's eyes were wide open for the first round of fighting.

The world is full of half-human, half-beast, all kinds of strange alien species that break through the limit of DNA, and the real monsters fight.

The team with Inspired Warriors sweeps the opponent overwhelmingly, so it shouldn't be too easy to win.

Of course, there are also unlucky ones. For example, the Lianbai tribe matched the Cimu tribe. The two sides were evenly matched.

The "high" people of the British race were first class, and the four all-inspired fighters were so eye-catching that they obediently conceded defeat before starting to fight their opponents.

Ning Miao stood up suddenly. Needless to say, the Great Britain was strong, but they scored [-] points without any damage. This move is better than their height.

Ning Miao looked at the British people in the stands one by one. An old female sat in the middle of the first row, half-closed her eyes and dozed off. The British witch next to her turned her body sideways to show respect.

Ning Miao frowned. If he wanted to get the first place in the naturalization examination, the big stumbling block of the British family had to find a way to pry it away.