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- Zhao Guangli watched silently as Hua Meng, the winner, was carried off by the medical staff of the royal capital without speaking.
This is his own choice and has nothing to do with Zhao Guangli.
Of course, this is also part of the deal with [The Duke].
With an ugly look on his face, he chose to withdraw from the race.
The judges of the Royal Capital Martial Arts Tournament did not stop them.
"The Puppet Theater" no longer exists.
Without the tooth heart, all the kingdom has to do is take over the enemy's property.
Below, almost all the players received this shocking news through various methods.
As a veteran [false god], he has been fighting with the Five Lords and Queens to this day. The grudges between the two generations have officially turned into dust today.
The contestants have different expressions. Except for the people in the puppet theater, they basically don¡¯t have many expressions.
While Zhao Guangli was observing, footsteps came from the right side.
The Marquis, who was wearing a luxurious suit, walked over at a leisurely pace.
He stopped next to Zhao Guangli.
"Count Zhao Guangli, did you already know this?"
Heine sat down and picked up a cup of coffee.
Except for himself and the Duke and Queen, not even the Viscount and Baron knew about this plan.
The Duke fell into Night Town ten years ago because of the smoke bomb set off by the Fifth Lord.
Therefore, a reasonable reason was found for the queen to enter Night Town to look for the Duke, and was eventually seriously injured.
Zhao Guangli nodded slightly: "It wasn't that early, aboutseven months ago."
Heine's expression changed.
Seven months ago, it was the day that Zhao Guangli left the Tianqi Alliance and arrived at the Fallen Kingdom.
Zhao Guangli looked down and continued to speak.
It¡¯s time to get to Nero, and his opponent is a former member of the Puppet Theater.
"Actually, I came to the kingdom because of the invitation of Lord [Duke]."
¡°That¡¯s been it from the very beginning.¡±
The Marquis nodded slightly.
Pretty much what I thought.
Zhao Guangli came because of the Duke¡¯s invitation from the beginning. At least he knew the whole plan of the Duke, but
The Duke has spent so much effort, it can¡¯t be as simple as letting Zhao Guangli serve as an earl, right?
Zhao Guangli noticed the Marquis¡¯s thoughts.
Even before the Marquis opened his mouth, Zhao Guangli spoke.
"Mr. Heine."
"The key point of the agreement between me and the Duke is the second one."
"First, as my backing, he provided me with a strong path to kill Gu Xintong, and gave me more information about the sub-hell areaMr. Heine, you secretly hid it and didn't show it to me. Those ones."
As a Marquis, Heine's face has stood the test of time, and his handsome face has not even changed a little bit.
"Second, the kingdom is like a burning fire cooking oil. There are too few strong men in the new generation, and no one is worthy of the big responsibility."
"So, the Duke made an agreement with me to let me train a group of new people who can at least reach a certain level of ability."
Zhao Guangli tapped his fingers on his desktop.
The Marquis¡¯ heart moved slightly.
?That¡¯s it.
No wonder the Duke suddenly asked himself to hold a martial arts competition in the royal capital.
"So, Count Zhao Guangli has already done it?"
The Marquis said calmly: "Mingjia?"
"That's one of them."
Zhao Guang left his mouth and did not hide anything.
"There are also my two students and some other young people who look good."
"The tooth heart is dead, we can wait and see what happens next."
Zhao Guangli moved his fingers slightly.
Behind him, a dark void surged, with a yellowish flash similar to electric light.
The Marquis remembered that the color of Zhao Guangli¡¯s void was dark red, which was a bit strange.
A beautiful girl wearing a mage's robe walked out and gently handed a handkerchief to Zhao Guangli's hand.
Zhao Guangli wiped his palms with an extremely indifferent look in his eyes.
The Marquis¡¯s expression did not change at all.
But he recognized this girl.
Zhao Guangli.
What a terrible guy.
Zhao Guangli put the handkerchief aside.
Gu Xintong stood quietly behind Zhao Guangli, like a pious maid.
¡¡
Below.
Peiro is not actually a direct descendant of the Puppet Theater. His father was a surrender faction of the central government. He believed that the Sky Drive Alliance could not compete with him, so he was sent to the theater to study.
But Peiro himself did not like puppet theater.
In the Puppet Theater, the only ones who master the core technology are the Ji family.
Without a surname, you will never be able to become the core.
"Besides, what if you have a surname? People with unrelated dentitions are not called around every day, but they are just better than people with foreign surnames like Pero.
Pe Luo¡¯s idea at this moment is to show his ability and then surrender to the central agency.
"Following the Five Lords Pei Luo felt that the Five Lords were much more reliable than the Puppet Theater.
The high-level professional [Puppet Walker] in the Puppet Theater is almost only open to members of the family.
The remaining puppet masters either spent huge sums of money or took out loans from the theater, which would take three hundred years to repay and charge valuable interest.
it's good now.
¡°My relationship with the theater is not too deep, and it¡¯s not like Toothed Handle who can¡¯t go back.
As long as you show your value.
It¡¯s a pity that his opponent is Nero.
He looks like a fool. When fighting on the outside, he once defeated himself and took away all his beacons.
Now, the opportunity for revenge is right in front of you!
Pei Luo lowered his center of gravity and prepared to release the puppet.
Bang!
one strike.
It¡¯s just one blow.
Pei Luo raised his head and looked at the sky.
His puppet flew high into the sky.
Broken in the air.
What was broken together was my own broken heart.
Not far away, Nero didn¡¯t even raise his sword, but only raised his left hand.
"Where is his sword"
Pei Luo suddenly thought of it.
On the stage.
Zhao Guangli grinned.
The Marquis looked at Zhao Guangli's expression and then said: "At such a young age, he has awakened the knight's liberation ability. It seems pulling?"
"However, [traction] can be achieved through weaponization. This is more sophisticated. In an instant, your weapon will break into pieces, and then you can control these fragments to attack carefully."
¡°It came together quickly in the end.¡±
The Marquis usually wouldn¡¯t comment on this kind of thing, but now, he wanted to know more about this terrifying man beside him.
As a counselor, this is a required course.
"Nero's father was a former top ten soldier and a spy you sent to [Green City] to lurk."
Zhao Guangli said.
The Marquis nodded, of course he knew about the top ten people.
"Ender."
"He died."
Zhao Guangli nodded: "It was a [mechanic] who controlled a drone, and I killed him."
The Marquis did not ask the specific story of what happened.
When they reach this level, everything is self-explanatory.
"When I came to the kingdom and saw this boy, I felt a little guilty, but not much."
"Speaking of which, Mr. Marquis happens to be here. I remember that among Ender's legacy, there should be combat drones called [Tiger Type 1] and [Tiger Type 2], right?"
Zhao Guangli said.
"It should be in the warehouse. Ender's sacrifice is still hidden from his family members."
"kindness."
Zhao Guangli responded: "When the time comes, give the relic to that boy. Thank you very much, Mr. Heine." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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