一 As soon as King Marshall said this, there was no objection from all the people present. After all, this was the highest law of the death messenger. If there was any objection to this, he would not be able to stand on the death messenger.
According to the rules, if someone is dissatisfied with the candidate who succeeds the new king, then he can launch an honor showdown, and the winner becomes the new king. If there is death or injury on the battlefield, then the consequences are at your own risk!
However, in order to prevent the successor of the new king from being challenged by the opponent's wheels, the challenger can only have one person. If there are many people who want to challenge, they can choose the final through negotiation or launching another or even several honor showdowns. Challenger.
"My time is running out, Elder, please seal me for the time being, and wait for the final result of the honor showdown. You are lifting my seal and we will complete the throne change!" King Marshall turned and said to the elder .
"Hmm!" The elder nodded, then waved a wave of energy to temporarily seal King Marshall. This seal would cause King Marshall to fall asleep, delaying his arrival for a short time.
王 After King Marshall fell asleep, the elder naturally took over.
"The king has said that if there are people who are dissatisfied with the new king's ascension, they can now stand up and solve this problem by means of honor duel. Who are you willing to be the challenger?" The elder looked around and asked these people.
"I'm coming!" Said a large official from Xinjiang, a death messenger.
"Why are you here? I'm coming!" Another Fengjiang official also stood up.
"I want to make fun!"
Uh ...
One after another, seven or eight generals of the death messenger stood up, and they all expressed dissatisfaction with Qin Hao's successor.
"Just decide for yourself and see who becomes the ultimate challenger!" The elder said to the seven or eight deathbringer generals.
"Are you going to fight with me?" A tall death angel general asked around the others, his tone was flat, but he showed an unquestionable sense of oppression.
"Uh……"
算 "Forget it, since Tarum is willing to challenge you, then I will give you face!"
"Hmm! I'll give you face too!"
Uh ...
After the thin and tall death messenger named Tarum stood up, several other people backed up. Obviously, this guy has a prominent position in the death messenger army, and his combat power is fully recognized by others.
"Tarum, they are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you, our brothers are fighting?" A guy with an eagle head did not step back like everyone else. He stepped forward and looked straight at Tarum. .
"Lah, do you want to do it with me?" Tarum frowned. La was the only person in the Deathbringer army who could compete with him. Now King Marshall is approaching, and the two of them would have been thrones. The biggest competitor, but unexpectedly, King Marshall passed the throne to a hairy kid, which made them very unhappy.
However, neither Ra nor Tarum took Qin Hao's eyes. In the eyes of these two people, even if an honor showdown is needed between them, the victor can easily get serious injuries. Get Qin Hao this hairy kid.
So this honor showdown is the real battle of kings!
"Come here!" La smiled slightly. He agreed with Tarum. He also thought that Qin Hao was not afraid at all. Even if only one breath was left, as long as he could win Tarum, then he was The new king is here. As for Qin Hao, he can calm him down with a breath!
既然 "That being the case, the elder, please preside over the showdown for me and La!" Tarum turned and said to the elder.
可以 "Yes! Let's go to the arena!" The elder nodded, and then walked out of King Marshall's dormitory first.
After Elder Wu left, others followed suit. No one at this level was willing to miss it.
"Aren't you going?" Ni Lu watched everyone go, and Qin Hao was still here, so she asked curiously.
"What's the use of going?" Qin Hao shrugged.
"Look at their ways, so be prepared." Ni Lu said.
"Useless, these two guys are far more powerful than me. Although I have been taught by the master, I have not fully mastered these powers, and even if I have mastered them, I ca n’t compete with these two in combat skills. Compared to an old guy who has lived for tens of millions of years ... "Qin Hao sighed. He heard about the two Fengjiang officials. They were in the Legion of Death except the Presbyterian Church and King Marshall. The strongest.
These two men are respectively in charge of the largest army of death envoys located on both sides of the death scar. Neither the power nor the strength is comparable to Qin Hao, a gimmick.
Although King Marshall wanted to enrich Qin Hao ’s strength, he still had to pass on Qin Hao to compress his remaining life, but even so, the time left to Qin Hao was too short. He passed on the work last night. Unless the core of time now helps him unlimitedly, Qin Hao has no hope of defeating any of these two people, even if they are seriously injured.
"What are you going to do?" Nilu asked.
"Do everything, listen to destiny ..." Qin Hao sighed.
The time elapsed minute by minute. About three hours later, the elder returned to King Marshall's dormitory, and others returned one after another.
"Congratulations ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Qin Hao looked at Lala who was hurt all over.
"You can start a duel immediately while I am weak, which is in line with the rules." La smiled and said to Qin Hao, because Qin Hao was not put in his eyes, so he didn't have to talk to Qin Hao bad words.
In the recent battle, he played a high game and defeated Tarum. Although Tarum was not fatally injured at this time, he was also seriously injured. At this time, he was sent to a medical station to recover, and Ra followed The elder came to war with Qin Hao, after all, as long as he defeated Qin Hao, he could succeed as the new king.
"Do you need to rest? I can give you this time." Qin Hao looked straight at La said.
"No!" He waved.
"Good!" Qin Hao nodded, then turned to the elder and said, "Elder ..."
When Qin Hao was about to speak and asked the elder to preside over the honor showdown between him and Ra, a death messenger hurried in from outside.
"The paper! The paper! Rajas is back!" The death angel shouted immediately after breaking in.
"Lajax? Didn't he follow the King's Guard with the entire army?" Everyone on the scene was stunned. Rajas was the captain of King Marshall's guard. Before the return of King Marshall's serious injury, his The Guards Corps was already annihilated. Why did this Ajax suddenly come back alive?
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