The Most Lord

"Yo, there is a character, I appreciate Lord Xin," Xin Zhao said with a smile, "In that case, I will shoot another shot of Lord Xin to let you know. This time, Lord Xin shoots slowly, you can watch it. Clear."

After speaking, Xin Zhao stabbed again with a single shot. This shot, as Xin Zhao said, was much slower than the shot just now.

Hardy couldn't help frowning. This shot was completely different from the one just now. Could it be that the other party was deliberately letting himself? Thinking in his heart, Hardy was not slow in his hands, and stopped the spear in his hand towards Xin Zhao's shot.

Just when the two guns were about to come into contact, Xin Zhao smiled lightly, rubbing his hands, and a spiral force was applied to the gun body. Under this spiral force, the long spear in Xin Zhao's hand suddenly turned, bypassing the interception of Hardy's long spear, and pointed directly at Hardy's throat.

The tip of the gun stopped on Hardy's throat again, no different from the previous position.

"How about this time?" Xin Zhao had to stare at Hardy, with a triumphant expression, "Xin Ye, my marksmanship is good, as far as your kid's level is, you may not be able to take over Xin Ye and me after a hundred years of practice. One shot."

Hardy looked at the tip of the gun pointing to his throat, with a dim expression: "I admit, I really don't know how to shoot."

At this moment, Hardy felt ashamed. I have always prided myself on marksmanship, and even naively thought that his marksmanship might be the number one in the Kingdom of Lieyang. He couldn't even stop the opponent's shot, and he was still suppressing his strength to a level lower than his own.

Xin Zhao looked at the gloomy young man in front of him, and couldn't help scratching his head. He wanted to beat and beat this kid, is it a bit too much.

"You don't need to be too sad. One hundred years or something is just what I said casually. In fact, if you practice seriously, it doesn't take that long." Xin Zhao stepped forward and comforted.

Hardy: "..."

“It’s not that I’m bragging about Lord Xin,” Xin Zhao continued, “On the whole continent, I believe that Lord Xin is second in marksmanship, and no one dares to recognize the first. How about I teach you my marksmanship?"

When Hardy heard Xin Zhao's words, his eyes lit up: "You said you would teach me marksmanship?"

"That's natural," Zhao Datong, "otherwise, what do I have to spend so much talk with you? How about joining Hua Xia Ling, you can become my big disciple for the sake of your talent."

Hardy took the spear in his hand, and respectfully saluted Zhao Xin: "Student Hardy, I have seen the teacher!"

Hardy is definitely a person who loves guns. With such a good opportunity in front of him, he will naturally not hesitate.

"Haha," Xin Zhao laughed, "No courtesy and no courtesies, I promise you will become the master of marksmanship second only to me in the mainland in a few years."

At this time, the guard sent by the three princes came over unwillingly: "Hadi, you have made a decision now? Don't ask what the treatment is? What Huaxia Ling can give you, whether it is money, equipment or secret skills, Our royal family can give you double copies!"

The guard finally uttered this sentence, but he didn't feel as powerful as he thought.

"No need," Hardy said, "Money and secret skills are all things outside of the body, and Hardy has the teacher's teaching is enough."

Seeing that Hardy had decided, the guard had no choice but to return to the third prince.

"Trash!" After the guard returned, the third prince yelled, but he knew and no wonder that the guard hadn't had a master of marksmanship by his side!

"Lord Lord, the task is complete!" Xin Zhao took Hardy back to the area where the Senlan family was located, and laughed.

"Master Ellen." Hardy saluted Ellen slightly cautiously.

"What Master Ellen," Zhao said, "Call Lord Lord."

"Uh, Lord Lord!" Hardy immediately changed his words.

Allen smiled softly: "Hadi, welcome to join Huaxia Ling."

In the afternoon, the selection of the seventh-level strong was over, and the final winner was a fighter of the seventh-level peak, who was recruited by the royal family. From the beginning of the selection contest to the present, from the fourth to the seventh level, the final winner of each level has been captured by the royal family.

However, the mood of the three princes was not good today, because the most talented candidates who appeared at the selection ceremony so far did not fall into the hands of the royal family, but were snatched by the Huaxia leader.

At night, Alan stayed in his room when two dark shadows suddenly appeared in front of him.

"See Lord Lord." The two said in unison.

"Maara, Itachi, what's the matter?" Allen asked.

The two standing in front of Alan are two extremely powerful ninjas among Naruto, Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Itachi! Especially Uchiha Madara, one of the most powerful ninjas in Naruto.

Of course, the current level of Madara and Itachi is only ten, which is far from comparable to the peak period.

After Ellen came to the royal capital, he summoned Madara and Itachi and raised their level to tenth that night, and then summoned hundreds of ordinary seventh-level ninjas as their helpers until the killing value was exhausted. Just stop. The capital city is the core of the Lieyang Kingdom, and Allen naturally wants to lay down heavy troops.

When the well-known ninjas were summoned that day, when the well-known ninjas randomly summoned were Madara and Itachi, Allen was overjoyed. Both Madara and Itachi are extremely powerful ninjas, and they are very relieved to give the Sky Screen Pavilion of the royal capital to them.

"Lord Lord, everything is going well. Because the royal family has received instructions from the Guardian of Light, they are extremely cooperative with the construction of the Sky Screen Pavilion. It should be possible to complete the construction of the Sky Screen Pavilion before you leave the capital." Ban replied.

Allen nodded: "Very well, from now on the affairs of the royal capital will be left to you two."

On the second day, the selection ceremony continued.

The selection of the seventh-level strong has ended yesterday. According to previous experience, there will be no more than ten eight-level strong candidates, and the ninth-level strong will hardly appear. If nothing happens, the selection of the strong can be over this morning, and the selection of geniuses can be conducted tomorrow.

Compared with the selection of the strong, the selection of geniuses is the highlight, and there are often two or more families fighting for a genius. Compared with the candidates of the strong selection, the candidates of the genius selection are more talented, and secondly, they are cultivated from an early age, and their loyalty will be higher than that of the strong who joined the family halfway, so they are extremely popular with major families. . Most of the strong surnames who have been loyal to their families have been selected by geniuses.

"This year, there are a total of eight people participating in the selection of the eight-level strong," the old man who presided over the ceremony said, "Now, we have the first pair of candidates to appear!"

The selection of the eighth-level powerhouses is much fiercer than before, and the major families have taken actions one after another to collect these eighth-level powerhouses one by one. But this time, Allen didn't make a move, and there really was no candidate for him to show up.

After the selection of the eighth-level strong, the old man said: "Next, I want to announce a good news to everyone. This selection ceremony, there is a ninth-level candidate!"

Hearing that there were nine-level candidates, the scene was boiling. Firstly, ninth-level powerhouses are indeed rare, and secondly, there has been no ninth-level powerhouse in the selection ceremony for several sessions.

The heads of the major families are all refreshed. The ninth-level powerhouse is already considered high-end combat power in the major families. If you can directly recruit a ninth-level powerhouse without training, it will naturally be better.

"Next, we have invited this ninth-level expert to appear on the stage!" The old man shouted loudly.

Following the words of the old man, a graceful female archer wearing a cloak and carrying a longbow slowly entered the arena.

The female archer has long hair and a beautiful face. She walks step by step with no expression on her face, giving people a cold and glamorous feeling.

"Oh, still a beautiful woman." Xin Zhao said with a surprised look.

Xin Zhao pretended to be surprised, but Allen was really surprised when he saw the female archer's face.

"is her!"