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    Time passes very slowly in the dead world, like a pool of stagnant water, stagnant.  And because there are no changes in weather or seasons, if I don¡¯t record it deliberately, I don¡¯t know how long it has been.  ¡ª¡ªActually, time does not mean much to the dead.  Even so, three months passed quickly.  The arena competition to select the Lord of Moonlight City has finally begun.  On this day, some lively scenes appeared in Moonlight City.  Many pedestrians appeared out of nowhere on the street. There were shriveled skeletons, putrid zombies, erratic ghosts, etc. gathered together, but they still lined up in a orderly manner and lived in harmony, which made people feel a little weird.  .  "I didn't expect there are so many dead people in Moonlight City!" Lu Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue. She walked around the streets every day and basically saw no one.  These dead people would rather sleep at home on weekdays and will only appear when something big happens.  The selection of the city lord can be said to be the most important event for the deceased.  "The city lord can decide the policy of a city, and his character is related to the lives of the deceased. If he is strict by nature, the inflow of the dead will be very small, and the requirements for residents will be higher; if he is loose by nature, it is possible that  Completely ignoring the security of the city, there will be many resentful ghosts running around" It is closely related to life that makes these dead people care so much.  The Nether Swordsman was explaining to Li Chun, his expression a little unnatural.  ¡ª¡ªWhen Li Chun first told him that he would participate in the city lord selection, he thought the other party was just joking. But when the city lord decided that Li Chun would become the seed player, the Nether Swordsman was stunned.  And now, Li Chun has given birth to sacred flying wings and has broken through the twenty-first level.  It is really possible to aspire to be the city lord of Moonlight City, and the Nether Swordsman doesn't know how to get along with this living person.  Although speaking of ithe is the person who is most familiar with Li Chun in Moonlight City.  "So, there should be many people participating in the selection?" Li Chun looked around and was shocked in his heart - among these ordinary dead people, there were a large number of strong people, and there were endless masters at level 20.  Even in the Yin Shen realm, there are many ghost skeletons.  This is the accumulation of time. No matter how poor the qualifications of the deceased are and how lazy the practice is, after a huge population base and endless time, the strong ones will gradually accumulate.  The prince and others were stunned and even broke out in cold sweat.  "Many, many." The Nether Swordsman sighed, "But Master Li, don't worry. Most people are insensitive. Even if they have entered the realm of Yin God, their actual combat power is not worth mentioning" For the dead, strong  Weakness depends more on attitude than strength.  For example, the Nether Swordsman, a level 20 Death Swordsman is nothing here, but in Moonlight City, he is also regarded as a figure with a future.  Because he at least still has the desire and thoughts to make progress, and those who are dead in the Yin Shen realm.  Most of them are confused and their willpower has been wiped away by time.  They are just walking zombies, lingering on their last breath. Many things are just based on instinct rather than one's own wishes.  These people may have great power, but they may fall asleep during the fight, and they don't care much about victory or death.  If you strongly want to win, even if your strength is far inferior, you still have a chance to advance.  "Perhaps as Mr. Li said, lust and fragility are the driving forces for the development of living people. The dead have eternal bodies and endless time. But they can always stand still." The Nether Swordsman sighed, thinking of the city lord.  What Li Chun said at the banquet in the mansion made more sense the more I thought about it.  "That's true." Li Chun smiled bitterly, looking at the numb expressions of the dead, and shook his head slightly.  If the dead can exist peacefullythen there won't be such a big conflict between life and death. Unfortunately, there are always dead people like the Nether Swordsman who still have the desire to work hard.  ¡ª¡ªIn the final analysis, the base of the dead is still too large.  "Okay, let's go to the ring first. I wonder when it will be my turn?" Li Chun held a piece of bone talisman in his hand. This is the symbol of the seed player that the Lord of Moonlight City asked the Netherworld Swordsman to bring to him, which means that he does not need to participate.  The early selections will directly enter this competition.  Looking at the huge crowd, I don¡¯t know how long the selection will take.  In the broad square in front of the city lord's palace, a dozen huge bone arenas were built. All the participants fought against each other on this bone arena, and the winner entered the next round untilAfter the last sixty-four people were eliminated, the real game began.  "The knockout system is also very simpleit's no different from ours." In the world of mortals, martial arts exams are similar. Come to think of it, if you want to determine the winner, fighting in the ring is the easiest way.  "Master Li, Master Li, here!" Gu Shiyilang saw a group of them from a distance, waved his golden bone arm high, and invited them to sit down in the box next to him.  "This location is good. The city lord specially arranged it for us. We can see the situation of each arena clearly. If there are strong people, we can also know in advance." He was smiling all over his face, although he regarded Li Chun as his biggest opponent.  That's quite polite.  Miao Jiuyou is no longer a seed player, so naturally he will not appear here. Ming Shun glanced at Li Chun and Netherworld Swordsman, snorted coldly, and did not get up to talk.  Corpse Moqi moved over slowly, said hello awkwardly, and then sat down. His eyes were always on Li Chun's side, especially staring at his back.  The sacred flying wings have a huge suppression on the undead. It is impossible for them not to care.  "Thank you all." Li Chun smiled, thanked Gu Shiyilang, and led everyone to sit down in the box. He looked up and saw all ten arenas clearly, and nodded slightly.  The prince, Lu Manniang and others each chose a side and watched the battle of the dead with great interest.  They are also quite curious about how the performance of these dead souls in the ring battle will be different from that of living people.  The sky was dark and it was already late at night in Moonlight City. Ordinary people could not see their fingers, but for the dead, it was the most suitable light.  The moonlight hung high in the sky, but it could barely illuminate anything.  The moon in Moonlight City is just a huge decoration.  Most of Li Chun's group are cultivators or above. They have night vision and can see the battle clearly. However, Cui Min and Xiao Gui can only see a few blurry shadows. Fortunately, they are not interested in the battle of the dead.  , just came to cheer for Li Chun.  A huge roaring noise rang out. This was a rare grand occasion in the peaceful world of the dead.  At this timethe battle has begun.  (To be continued)
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