Star Wars Civilization

"I'm ugly. I'm afraid of scaring others." Shen Zheng whispered, deliberately pretending to be hoarse.

"How ugly can it be?" The officer frowned. "No matter how ugly the person is, he still takes off his helmet. This is a routine inspection."

"This is the imperial capital, do you understand?" A soldier scolded Shen Zheng loudly. "Especially now that it's a big competition, the imperial capital is full of good and bad, so inspections must be careful!"

"Did you hear that?" the officer said coldly.

"You wish, that's what I say." Shen Zheng sneered hoarsely, reached out and took off his helmet. [

Of course, the Holy Demon Armor can be put on or taken off by oneself, and the helmet can be automatically removed and attached to the back and chest armor. But that would also reveal the truth, and Shen Zheng certainly couldn't do that.

After taking off his helmet, he immediately revealed his ferocious face. The people waiting for the excitement were really startled when they saw it.

"Oh my god, there is such an ugly person?"

"How was he born? When he is promoted to the Lord of the Galaxy, he can completely transform his body."

"Is it okay?" Shen Zhengwang's eyes were looking in one direction without moving. The officer was confused and waved his hand in front of him.

"Although my eyes are disabled, the power of my mind is not." Shen Zheng said coldly, with an unhappy tone.

"That's enough." The officer didn't want to take another look at this face, and hurriedly waved his hand, and Shen Zheng put his helmet back on.

"What's going on with that face?" the officer couldn't help but ask. "And your eyes? The King of Star Sea can repair any injury he suffers. You..."

With Shen Zheng's ability, it was easy to hide the power of the demon armor's transformation. Not to mention this officer, even a higher-level being could not sense that power.

"I made a mistake while practicing and almost died. It's good to be able to maintain the current state." Shen Zheng told the story of the Hundred Saints Heavenly Peak truthfully. The guards of the Yi Lian family said that the reason why Hundred Saints Tianfeng was so ugly was that he was in a hurry to practice and made a mistake, which almost killed him. After he finally got over it, he became like that and could never change it again.

The officer nodded, picked up a list that he had collected with his mind, and quickly found the page of the Baisheng Family with his mind, and nodded: "It is true, the rare genius of the Baisheng Family became disabled due to a mistake in his cultivation. pity……"

"Can I go in?" Shen Zheng pretended to be angry but suppressed. He had already calculated that for a small family in a remote place like this, even if the empire had information on its contestants, it would not be too detailed. If he made a mistake in his training, he could completely cover up everything.

The reason why he pretended to be blind was actually because he was reluctant - Shen Zhengfa used his mind to understand the words of the Holy Demon Realm. The languages ​​are the same, but the words are different. Only by pretending to be blind can you cover up this loophole.

"Go." The officer waved his hand and put Shen Zheng into the secret realm.

Shen Zheng lowered his head and followed the crowd into the secret realm, submerged in the vast flow of people. He walked in this huge secret realm and looked at everything in the secret realm. He found that this entire secret realm seemed to be a city, and the layout of the city was very similar to the mortal city where he lived in the past.

It is prosperous, full of modernity, and there are gorgeous lights everywhere. The billboards of the building have slogans encouraging people to participate in martial arts competitions, win honors, and join the expeditionary force to attack the source world and establish unparalleled achievements. Images of beautiful women continue to appear. Making seductive movements, it seems that in the source world, you need power, you need women, you need women.

There was a bustling flow of people heading towards the center of the city. People come in groups, and few are alone like Shen Zheng. Those people often bring a large number of entourages, and each of them is arrogant, as if they are sure to win the championship and become a generalissimo.

According to the timer on the Imperial Capital Building, there was still one day left before the competition. Shen Zheng followed the flow of people and came to a building. Shen Zheng didn't recognize any of the words on the building's signboard, but he could see people constantly entering the building and paying deposits to rent rooms at the front desk.

Obviously, this is a hotel. [

Shen Zheng followed the flow of people and came to the front desk. After asking about the price, he paid a deposit and asked for a room in a remote corner. A waiter came over, took him to the room upstairs, and asked respectfully: "Sir, there are various entertainment facilities in the room, but they are still not comprehensive. If you have any special needs, you can use the phone in the room to contact the service Taiwan. Whether it’s a beauty or a swimming pool, we will arrange it for you.”

"Thank you, I don't see the phone number." Shen Zheng then threw him a dark jade stone.

"You are..." The waiter looked at Shen Zheng in surprise, and then realized that there was something wrong with his eyes.

"Go ahead, I have a mind scan, so you won't fall." Shen Zheng snorted, walked into the room, and closed the door.

In the room, Shen Zheng did not dare to be careless and did not remove the holy demon armor. He walked slowly to the bed, but instead of lying down, he quietly sat down on it and pretended to be practicing.

He wasn't sure if there was a surveillance system in this room, and he didn't dare to scan it with his mind at will. He simply used his practice as a cover to get through the day.

The next day, the Demon Empire's great competition was officially held in the imperial capital. There were tens of thousands of people participating in this competition, all of them elites from major families. The soldiers who originally belonged to the empire did not participate in this kind of audition. They directly participated in the official competition to be held in the future according to their strength ranking in the army.

On the first day, the competition basically did not take place. All contestants went to the designated location to register, and then their numbers were ranked, and then the machine randomly selected to determine their opponents. All this lasted a whole day, and it was not until the next day that the competition began.

The audition competition is not grand and is held simultaneously in several large competition venues. These competition grounds are all located around the secret realms of the imperial capital. They are virtual secret realms with nothing inside except space. They are created solely to allow the strong men to exert their full strength and have no other functions.

In any competition arena, there are thousands of people fighting in groups, and the referee also sends a large group. The entire competition arena is noisy, and no one pays attention to each pair of players except their own referee. However, this suits Shen Zheng's wishes, as he can fish in troubled waters without being discovered.

Shen Zheng's opponent was a young master who was said to be from a famous family in the empire. This guy was arrogant from the beginning, holding Shen Zheng with his arms crossed, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Why are you laughing?" Shen Zheng asked coldly.

"I heard that you are blind?" The other party's tone was mocking.

"That's right." Shen Zheng deliberately sounded suppressed and angry. "But I am not the only blind person in this world. It seems that you are also blind."

"Not only do you have bad eyesight, but you also have brain problems." The other party snorted coldly, "Blind man, stop joining in the fun here and go back to where you came from. The beautiful world of the Source World belongs to us. Only a noble race like ours is qualified to go there to eliminate the people from the Source World and occupy that beautiful place.”

"You talk too much." Shen Zheng was really angry this time.

"Stop being so nagging." The referee became impatient. "You guys hurry up, I'm not the only one who has the task of refereeing this game. If you finish it early, I can rest early."

"As you wish." The young master nodded, raised his hand, and as the light flowed, a refined knight's spear appeared in his hand. He played with a few tricks in his hand, and then struck a cool pose. He pointed his spear at Shen Zheng.

"In the name of the Demon King!" He said exaggeratedly as if he was performing a stage play, "I will use the spear of gods and demons to stab you, a common man from the countryside, to death on this great competition ground!"

"Let's start!" The referee was a little anxious.

"Don't worry." Young Master smiled and brushed his hair with his other hand. "It won't take long, and I will use lightning speed to remove this blind trash in front of me from the audition team. You, it won't take long."

As he said that, he shook out a few more sparks from the knight's spear, and after really showing off his skills, he aimed it at Shen Zheng. [

"Blind man, go to hell!"

In an instant, the gun turned into a ray of light and stabbed straight towards Shen Zheng.

"Too much nonsense." Shen Zheng snorted coldly, and dodged the spear light with one side of his body. He raised two fingers of his left hand and thrust them into the young master's eyes.

"Oh my God!" Young Master immediately let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, his eyes were bleeding profusely, and his eyeballs exploded. He threw the knight's gun aside in pain, covered his eyes with his hands, and kept yelling. "You bastard, you stabbed me in the eye, I can't spare you!"

"I told you, you are just a blind man." Shen Zheng sneered, and before the young man could use his strength to recover from the damage to his eyes, he punched him hard on the back of the head.

He didn't use all his strength with this punch, he just estimated that it would be enough to kill him.

With one punch, the shock wave directly shattered the young master's brain. The guy's body twitched violently, and his body floated limply in the air. Liquid brain tissue flowed out from his eyes, ears, and nostrils.

"Am I the winner?" Shen Zheng asked the referee who was flying to his left without turning his head.

"It's so fast!" the referee sighed. In this way, the winner was determined in a split second, and he could tell the strength of Shen Zheng. However, he was very happy to see that the windy guy was finished in one fell swoop.

"Okay, Hundred Saints Tianfeng wins, I'll note it down." The referee nodded. "Go to the rest area to rest and wait for the second round of competition."

Shen Zheng slowly flew away from the center of the battlefield and came to the edge of the secret realm. The so-called rest area is here. There are no special seats or platforms. The victorious players just stand quietly here in the air. In fact, there is no rest at all.

Shen Zheng observed the entire audition battlefield and found that there were not many real masters in this competition field, and there were less than ten people in total. This competition field itself was a low-end competition field, and he, like these people, was regarded as There are contestants who are unlikely to be masters.

The first round of competition finally ended after a period of time, and half of the people were eliminated directly. The remaining people were randomly grouped, and the second round of competition began quickly.

This time, Shen Zheng's opponent was a shy guy. Shen Zheng originally wanted to just defeat him, but he didn't expect that during the battle, this guy might be grateful for Shen Zheng's mercy, and fought with Shen Zheng while fighting. They started chatting about how many people they would kill and how much treasure they would plunder when they came to the Source Realm in the future. As a result, Shen Zheng was angered and he struck him to death with one palm.

In the blink of an eye, it was the third round.