If the forestry standing on the tower is showing the wind of a general, the feeling that Xiang Jing now brings to them is the aura of the emperor, the domineering emperor who can really point the country and overlook the world.

Before he spoke a word, he had already deeply shocked everyone's hearts, and the audience was silent for a while.

"See the city lord!"

I don't know who in the crowd took the lead and shouted, followed by these words one after another in the vast crowd.

Then more and more people gradually joined together, until the voice shook the sky, they all shouted in unison, "See the city lord!"

And knelt on one knee, afraid to look directly at Xiang Jing on the light curtain.

Xiang Jingmu smoothed, seeing Mo Shangsheng and his shadow, nodded insignificantly.

The crowd on the central square knelt on one knee like a wave, bowing his head not to look directly at Xiang Jing. The scene was spectacular.

Xiang Jing said calmly, "Start!"

Only one word conveyed the meaning of Xiang Jing. Forestry got up first, and the people below also stood up.

Forestry stepped forward and said:

"Tiankui City is newly established with'lawlessness', and no heaven is the main one and cannot be supplemented by it. Only real people with lofty ideals and elite talents are recruited here, and everything is available in genetic medicine, martial arts, weapons and armors.

Your preparations for more than a month have also come for this reason. I announce that the first round of selection has officially begun! "

With the order of the forestry, cheers like mountains and tsunami erupted from the entire city.

According to the originally arranged order, the participants on the first day of the competition went to four different arenas.

The east and west are presided over by Linyuan Corpse King and Baishan Beast King, while Li Qiang and Forestry are responsible for the north and south.

Xiang Jing left after showing up on the tower.

He mainly let the people in the entire Tiankui city know who is the ruler of this city now, and secondly, he erected his own prestige to promote the holding of the game.

In the Nancheng ring, Li Qiang sits high in the position of the presiding judge, and there are some people below who count the corresponding data and information, as well as the scoring situation, and finally summarize them and submit them to Li Qiang.

Based on this information score and his own judgment, Li Qiang decided which fifty people passed this round of screening.

There are no special rules in the competition system, except that weapons and lethal places cannot be used. The rest can be anything you want.

"In the first game, Hu Bao vs. Han Feng! The game starts, and the second player is ready."

With the referee's announcement, the first round of the written test soon began. The two human bodies who played first had similar strengths, and it was up to them who could be better in the use of abilities.

At the beginning of the game, the one on the left initiated the attack, and a pair of hands wrapped in flames blasted towards the opponent.

He didn't see any movement from the man on the right, and avoided the menacing blow just by turning sideways.

Immediately after that, he had already charged the fist on the side, and directly hit the abdomen of the person on the left with a straight fist.

The man's eyes turned white with a punch, sour water was vomited, and he fell straight on the ground holding his stomach and lost consciousness.

The time from the start to the end of the first game was no more than 30 seconds, and it ended like this. It was unexpectedly fast.

Li Qiang looked at Han Feng, and silently noted this person in his heart.

Xiang Jing, who unfolded the steel wings above them and looked down below, also looked at Han Feng.

This person has a good skill and seems to be a practicing man, otherwise it would be impossible to beat a person out of consciousness with such a few strokes.

In the case of similar strengths and so on, superb fighting skills are often the key to victory.

Of course, except for the top-quality equipment like Xiang Jing, the only ones who fight with him at the same level are abused.

But on this item, Jing recalled some rumors he had heard.

He thinks his skills are pretty good, but in Yangyang Huaxia, an ancient civilization of more than five thousand years, there is a kind of existence called ancient warrior.

They looked no different from ordinary people, but they were very skilled. In ancient times, the so-called Flying Eaves and Walking Walls, Treading Snow Without Trace, Hundred Steps Wearing Yang, etc. all exist.

It's just that this is a rumor, and Xiang Jing himself hasn't seen it with his own eyes. Maybe this is just an illusion that people have falsely spread.

The referee announced the result loudly, "The first game! Han Feng wins! In the second game, Li Niu vs. Huang San! The game starts, and the third player is ready!"

The game continued. After watching a few games with Li Qiang, Xiang Jing didn't find anyone that could make him pay attention, so he went to the other three arenas.

With the blessing of the Quantum Shield, these people who are only a few dozen times stronger than the sky, it will be fine if you let go of your hands and feet to fight to death.

Throughout the whole morning, he counted with a slap that could get into his eyes.

These people are either skilled or strong, and they are all outstanding among the crowd. They are like a piece of uncut jade, and if they are trained over time, they will be able to achieve something.

At the same time, under the arrangement of Mo Shangsheng, some of the shadows also signed up to participate in the competition, but the performance was very inconspicuous, of course this was deliberate.

So many people are screened out layer by layer, which cannot guarantee that everyone will be absolutely heartfelt, so some necessary measures are still needed.

One day passed very quickly, from eight o'clock in the morning to eleven o'clock in the evening, all the screenings of the four arenas ended completely.

A total of two thousand people, only two hundred people remained.

All the information of these people was registered, and some rewards were given to let them go back to rest to prepare for the next screening, and then they were dismissed.

Such screening continues as usual the next day.

Therefore, all the participants worked hard and tried their best to deal with it.

There are also some small actions, such as buying opponents to play a fake match, or letting the opponent have a little accident before the match and can't participate.

These situations were all handled by Mo Shangsheng, and all those caught were handled secretly.

Then it didn't take long for it to come from within the city, and the topic that people who played fake matches and made small moves disappeared.

There are rumors of haunting, and some say that the shadows at night can eat people. In short, there are different opinions.

Although it caused panic in the hearts of these people, similar situations were effectively curbed.

And the competition is in full swing, so who among so many people will pay attention to a certain one.

During this period, Mo Shangsheng appeared like a ghost from time to time in every corner of the city, discovering the talents he wanted.

At the same time as the number of people expanded, some of the eyeliner and intelligence network gradually spread to the entire city.

Mo Shangsheng would report to Xiang Jing on a regular basis or when he had some special things.

From this point of view, although the Beijing people did not deliberately pay attention to the city, he basically wanted to know everything in the city.

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