The Dawn battleship cut through the wind and waves on the sea. The hull of the ship was like a hill. There were as many as a thousand soldiers wearing high-quality equipment on the deck.
The dark artillery on both sides is even more shocking. They are afraid that the artillery will suddenly explode and misfire.
After all, if this were to happen, except for the big muscle tyrants with extremely high defense, smaller professionals like them would not be able to withstand it at all.
"This is the battleship Dawn. It looks very powerful, no weaker than the main battleships of some offshore kingdom forces."
"I have heard that Shuguang City is vigorously developing the navigation industry. When I saw it today, it was indeed extraordinary."
"Tsk, tsk, I heard that there are quite a few contestants in Dawn City. The Lord of the City is the second highest-ranking professional in the Southern Territory."
"Bah, if the information is useful, then you still need to participate in the Magic Martial Arts Conference? The Southern Territory is so big and there are many powerful professionals.
It's just that many people are unknown. If Dawn City hadn't recently made a name for itself in the mercenary union, who would know him? "Some powerful contestants sneered.
It is clear.
Not everyone is optimistic about this emerging force, and not everyone recognizes William's true combat effectiveness.
The recovery of magic power has made many professionals stronger and even given new life.
Therefore, many people hope to achieve a good enough ranking in this Magical Martial Arts Tournament.
Their location is Guangming Island.
The resource island occupied by the Temple of Light has now been basically developed. If it were normal, there would not be much guarding force here.
But today, this is the venue for the Southern Territory Demonic Martial Arts Conference. Each of the four top forces has sent out a lot of defensive forces. The entire island has been closed. Except for the port, anyone who enters the island from anywhere will be mercilessly attacked. Even if you kill him, you don’t have to worry about any forces coming to make trouble.
At this time, many ships have arrived at the port, but except for the warship of the Temple of Light, which is full of contestants, the warships of other forces are not of high quality and can sail in coastal waters.
If you sail too far, you may be smashed into pieces by sea monsters.
But even so, during this journey, many warships were still scarred, and there were traces of collisions and scratches by sea beasts on both sides of the ship. There were even ships that were buried in the sea and became the hot feces of sea beasts. .
Diavolo looked at the crowds of professionals at the port and the people lining up to enter, which now totaled tens of thousands.
He couldn't help but twitched his mouth: "When can we go?"
"You didn't read the rules of the competition. There will be a knockout round at the beginning. One hundred people are in a ring, and the final winner will advance to the next round."
"Commonly known as the magic version of eating chicken." William shrugged.
"What? What kind of chicken do you want to eat? Who eats whose chicken?" Ran Jin took a breath of air. Is there such a reward? Niubi, brother.
"Get lost." William gave him the middle finger, then took Anier's little hand and led them to the competition venue.
As for the Dawn, you can go around and hunt some sea beasts and so on.
There are five high-level players participating, including William, Anile, Diavolo, Ranjin, and Alec.
No one from Intermediate or Grandmaster participated.
no way.
Lao Pi doesn't want to join in the fun.
Solemance felt the same as Ming Jing. Even if he, a druid, could turn into a silver-backed giant ape in the competition, he might still be beaten to shit.
As for the mid-level…
have to say.
Among the mid-level professionals in Dawn City, there are no outstanding talents that can be used for the time being. There are some epic talents, but they do not have legendary potential and cannot achieve very good results in the magic and martial arts conference.
William and others headed to the entrance to the competition. Except for some guys with great self-confidence, most of the professionals made way for them.
The Temple Knight who was checking the participation tokens saw William and others jumping in line and didn't say anything. He just stretched out his hand to stop them and said, "Take out the participation tokens. You should have read the rules of the Magic Martial Arts Tournament. The use of high-definition weapons is not allowed." The magic scroll that exceeds one's own level will be eliminated!"
William nodded, and he suddenly asked: "I know, by the way, will you let me take the mount?"
"Um, mount?" The temple knight guarding the door used a voice transmission scroll to ask, and then said clearly: "There are no regulations in this magic martial arts conference, but you are not allowed to carry mounts that exceed the upper limit of your own rank!"
"I understand, can we go in?" William squeezed Anier's little hand to reassure her that she would still get a good enough ranking even if there was no unicorn following her.
Anne'er was full of new confidence in herself. She waved her hand and asked the invisible unicorn to disappear and leave her first. Don't follow it to prevent some strong people from seeing through its true identity.
Because the unicorn has now become a master-level BOSS...
As they entered a magic door with a teleportation mechanism and a detection mechanism, after staying for a few seconds, the scenery in front of them suddenly changed.
They came to an extremely wide square, and it felt like they couldn't see anywhere at a glance.
Ranjin stepped hard on the stone slab under his feet, and curled his lips: "The level of enchantment is so exaggerated, high-level professionals probably can't break it."
William chuckled in his heart. It must be indestructible. The magician has enchanted it himself. Without absolute power, you can't even make a mark.
The four major forces will not deliberately get some rubbish stones for you to break easily for the sake of visual sense, so as to show how awesome you seem to be in combat.
Often a magic martial arts conference comes to an end.
The entire arena was unscathed...
The barrier is even more outrageously hard.
The crowd in the square was bustling with contestants, but due to the large number of people, William did not see a few familiar NPCs.
Of course, there is no audience here.
Because the nature of the Magic Martial Arts Conference itself is not a performance event.
Professionals who are proud and arrogant do not allow others to look at them as monkeys.
Now only the four top forces will become spectators.
But due to the increasing influence of the Magic Martial Arts Conference.
In the next few Magical Martial Arts Tournaments, the top forces of empires, kingdoms, and even other races will also send some official personnel to evaluate and classify the potential and strength of participating professionals. As for what dirty PY is among them? Trading, that's probably what it's all about.
And since this is jointly sponsored by the four major forces, there is no need to worry about whether it is fair!
It all depends on the luck of the contestants.
All drawn randomly!
"Hey, it seems that the Grandmaster and Intermediate competition venues are separated from us."
"That's right, let's all take a rest and prepare ourselves. There will be no messy procedures for the Magic Martial Arts Conference..." William didn't finish his words.
A sound had already reached their ears.
"Professionals who enter first can participate in the event first. Your participation token will guide you to your respective competition areas. You will be given 5 minutes. If you exceed 5 minutes, you will be eliminated."
That was said by a magician suspended in mid-air.
His words trailed off.
The professionals in the square acted quickly.
no way.
The time is tight and the tasks are heavy. There is nothing worth mentioning in the knockout round, so just do it!
Ever since.
William followed the magic guidance of the token and came to a competition ground.
And William at this time...
I saw a lot of acquaintances.
Well.
It is clear.
The death group.
How normal.
Commonly known as, a group of professionals with high strength and low luck who come together...