Overgod Ascension - 570. Chapter 570 Celebration (8200 supplement)

“The means to inspire blood…I happen to know a lot…”

Wu Ming looked at Beatrice in front of him.

Obviously, if she trains herself carefully, this little girl will most likely activate the blood in her body and gain strength and talent that ordinary people can’t imagine.

“Unexpectedly…Finally, we have to pick up the power of blood again…”

Even though he created a way to smash the void that is more powerful than the bloodline martial arts, but the universe repels the power of the immortal martial world, but it has similarities in the power of the lower-level bloodline. Wu Ming naturally did not care about the previous research Pick it up again.

“The formula is there, the materials are clear…”

Wu Ming squinted and stared at Beatrice in front of him: “If I want to, I can brew a batch of holy oil…promoted to knight!”

Of course, after knowing this, he didn’t worry anymore.

After all, the blood in Beatrice was too far away from the original blood, thin and lacking much power.

Even though the pure blood of Thale I, he didn’t have much interest.

“The original blood–Taler! Where did his power come from?”

Wu Ming secretly set a goal for himself: “First try to extract blue blood, and then be proficient in modulating the technique… Find the most advanced biological bloodline, as the material for promotion to the knight!”

For this lineage, the purer and closer to the origin, the stronger the nature.

Wu Ming must do his best to do it.

And even this is just a record of his extraordinary power.

“At the same time…the clues of thaumatians, wizards, and wizards must not be let go…”

He looked at Wuthering City: “This spring ploughing ceremony and martial arts competition may be rewarding…”

…

A few months later.

After the severe cold, spring blossoms.

The entire Wuthering City, with a more noisy attitude, greeted adventurers, mercenaries, speculators, and those free knights and wandering knights from all over.

The consequences of the influx of people into Wuthering City were revealed almost immediately.

All the hotels in this city are full! And the cost has increased several times! All kinds of alcoholic beverages, even the most inferior local wines, have been declared sold out, and the prices of meat and vegetables have risen by 50%! The Orioles have doubled their worth, and they don’t have to worry about not having business.

Of course, the sheriffs were also exhausted. In the end, the Earl of Blue Mountain had to put all of his soldiers on patrols in the city, which barely stopped the deterioration of public order, but the situation is still getting worse and worse, the city’s sewers and stinking ditch. Among them, fresh corpses can be found almost every day, and even the corpse-backers are a little too busy.

In front of the castle, several huge tents were set up, and inside were a large number of clerks, registering the samurai who came to register for the contest.

“Master, here we are!”

Beatrice pointed to the big tent in front and said in a sweet voice.

After the stubborn illness was cured, she looked like a porcelain doll. Every inch of her skin was more delicate than silk and whiter than milk. She was simply the embryo of a beauty that would harm the country and the people.

Of course, at this moment she slightly disguised herself, covering her appearance and blue blood vessels, looking like a beautiful and charming little maid.

“I know, you go in line!”

Wu Ming unceremoniously drove his slave girl.

According to his evil taste, Beatrice changed into a maid costume from a previous life, with a delicate face, and a noble-trained temperament, which made many big men unbearable to fight with her, and even glared at Wu Ming.

Wu Ming waited without any enlightenment until it was his turn to come to Beatrice and looked at the clerk in front of him.

“Report your name, place of birth, and pay the fee of twenty silver talers!”

The clerk in front of him was a forty or fifty-year-old man, speaking in a mechanical tone.

“William! A free man from the small town of Nia!”

Wu Ming replied, handing a small bag of silver talers over.

“Another guy who dreams of becoming a knight…”

The clerk sighed and quickly registered for Wu Ming: “Hold your number plate and wait for the notice of the game…Be warned in advance that there are no restrictions on this competition. Disability and death are normal things!”

“Also, you are only one person, so you can only participate in singles! Weapons and horses need to be prepared… As for armor?”

He looked up and down Wu Ming: “If you can successfully enter the top eight, you may need it, but our benevolent Earl provides the service of renting armor, and the cost is quite low. Only one Jindelong is needed, and you can bear it. Repair costs only…”

“I see!”

When Wu Ming took the number plate, he saw his personal information simply recorded on it, and there was another line of numbers in Fengying Plain, marked with the words 267.

“It seems that the competition this time will be quite fierce…”

He sighed silently in his heart.

After all, in this ignorant world where there is little hope, there are too few opportunities for the lower class to become aristocrats, and some are willing to give their lives for this guy!

…

A few days later, a huge horse team came to Wuthering City.

That is the nobles from all over the Fengying Plain, and the most important guest-Viscount Garcia!

Even though he had fought a fierce battle with the Earl of Blue Mountain, the two had reconciled at this time after all, and they had become a husband-in-law relationship.

Before war was declared, this peace was protected by the sacred oath.

The Earl of Blue Mountains, the Viscount Garcia, and the archbishop of the church attended the celebration together. The lively and hustle and bustle may be an unforgettable memory for the residents of Wuthering City.

However, for Wu Ming, no matter how wonderful the outside program is, or how exciting the speeches of the earl and Viscount Garcia, and how gorgeous the various parades, he can’t see it.

Because at this time, he was already sitting in a tent with other warriors participating in the competition, quietly waiting for the time to come.

A curtain seems to divide the inside and outside into two worlds.

Most of these warriors have solemn faces, quietly wiping their weapons, maintaining armor, and the expressions on their faces are quite unpredictable.

“Next… I announce that the martial arts competition has officially started!”

There was a faint voice, and immediately there was a lot of cheers.

“here we go!”

A clerk came in: “If you hear my number, go to the ring where you should go by yourself!”

“No. 178, go to ring one! Don’t know the place? It doesn’t matter, someone will guide you on the court!”

“56, ring three!”

“No. 79, this bye, really lucky guy!”

This kind of battle, once failed, naturally has no chance at all. It is the most standard knockout.

And, fighting several times a day, one bye will have more time to rest, maintain physical strength, and observe opponents.

The clerk said with some envy, the lucky spearman immediately received unanimous hostility from the warriors in the tent.

“Ahem… and, on the 12th, the fifth ring!”

“No. 267! Ring No. 8!”

…

Hearing his number, Wu Ming stood up calmly and walked out of the tent.

The warm sunlight shining down made him squint, and a lot of noise came, as if he was in the middle of a heat wave.

What you can see is a large square covered with loess.

Around the square, there is a circle of wooden stands and seats filled with excited residents.

The entire square was divided into eight parts, and the initial pre-selection began.

“Because there are so many applicants, do you have to play the knockouts at the beginning, and do it at the same time?”

Wu Ming came to his ring and immediately saw his opponent this time.

He looked less than thirty, wearing a leather armor, holding a pair of knives, and his complexion was dark. After seeing Wu Ming’s dress, his face suddenly showed ecstasy.

After all, Wu Ming at this time only wore the usual shirt and trousers, without the slightest defense, as if he was just out for a spring trip.

boom!

Suddenly, on the side of the arena, the victory and defeat appeared instantly, and the referees were almost surprised.

“Victor, Adrian!”

He was startled, and immediately announced loudly.

The samurai who showed terrifying strength had a cold face, only wearing a white training suit, he nodded slightly when he heard the words, and walked out of the ring, with a calm look in every move.

“This person…”

Wu Ming’s pupils shrank slightly.

“Adrian!”

A mercenary-looking guy next to him exclaimed: “He is not the glorious knight of the church? Has he already announced that he has given up everything? Why did he take off his glorious white robe?”

This kind of guy who has been baptized by the Cavaliers knows at a glance that he is a strong favorite to compete for the championship, which makes other contestants very dissatisfied.

At the center of the square, on the high platform where nobles gathered, Viscount Garcia smiled at the Earl of Blue Mountain and the archbishop next to him: “Unexpectedly, you can see the exquisite skills of the church knights here. It is really wonderful!”

He was wearing a sky-blue ceremonial robe, with long golden hair draped softly, his skin was fair, his eyes were like gemstones, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, with an indescribable charm. At this time, the irony in the words was very smelling. obvious.

“Adrian has been expelled from the church! He participated in the competition as a free knight!”

The archbishop’s eyes were white, and he was still immortal, and said slowly.

“Since I am no longer a church knight, according to the decree on my territory, Mr. Adrian has the right to participate in the competition, there is no doubt about it!”

The Earl of Blue Mountain made a gesture, and the referee underneath immediately understood the intention and announced the decision.

“good very good!”

Viscount Garcia didn’t say much, but his heart was tight.

Too much strength was shown last time, which caused the earl to approach the church, which made him feel a little jealous.

“This is the prince on the Windfire Plain! The top level of power!”

In a seat next to him, Baron Terry stared at the duel below with relish. Fid and the others stood behind the baron like slaves, looking at the core with an indescribable color of envy.

“Winner! William from Niah Town!”

Suddenly, the next duel ended, and the familiar name came, which surprised Feid.