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"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Wang Quan Fugui looked indifferent, with a cold and domineering appearance, and then said his name was Wang Fugui.

"Hahahahaha, your name is Wang Fugui? What a silly name hahahaha!"

The child suddenly laughed and ran away.

"Mom! He said his name is Wang Fugui!"

"What's wrong with this name? It's also what my father gave me after looking through the genealogy."

Wang Quanfugui's face was full of doubts, but fortunately, he was relatively simple, and he didn't think about it if he couldn't figure it out.

"Hello, my name is Wang Fugui, and I'm here to sign up for the National Games Competition."

Wang Quanfugui walked to the gate of the National Games Bureau and reported his name to Shi Yao, the bad person in charge of registration.

The corner of Shi Yao's mouth twitched.

"Wang Fugui? Is this a person's name?"

King Power and Wealth: "..."

Shi Yao: "..."

King Power and Wealth: "..."

Shi Yao: "Forget it, our boss said that the more powerful a person is, the weirder his name will be."

"Like Emperor Yan in our National Luck Bureau, it's not a personal name."

……

Yang Fan has the authority to mobilize all resources of the Dragon Kingdom, and becoming a national athlete is indeed extremely attractive.

Soon, the National Games competition was in full swing in the capital of Dragon Kingdom.

"Secretary, this National Games competition is divided into four regions, east, west, north, south, and it is expected that the final winner will be determined within three days."

Meizhen reported to Yang Fanhui, and at the same time handed Yang Fan the list of this National Games hegemony competition.

"Oh? Not bad, a few familiar names appeared."

Yang Fan sat on the chair and smiled. There is a large projection screen in the office, and he can watch the specific situation of each battlefield in the east, west, north, and south.

"Most of the people who come here are not too strong, but this is normal. Powerhouses like the Pluto Snow Emperor will not come to this kind of selection competition. I am afraid they will come directly to find them like bad handsome men. I."

Yang Fan had already seen a figure in a black cloak standing in a vast mountain somewhere in the top-secret photos given by the Dragon Kingdom military. Others did not know who he was, but Yang Fan recognized him at a glance. A peerless strong man with seven layers of loneliness.

"Mask sword fairy? Interesting, you don't even say your real name, I want to see who you are!"

Yang Fan's eyes fell on the list, and he suddenly became interested in a contestant named Mask Sword Fairy.

At this time, his first match just started, and Yang Fan turned the big screen to the battlefield in the Eastern District.

However, he saw a masked swordsman dressed in white, with a cute white mask on his face and red cheeks, holding a very ordinary sword in his hand. He looked eight feet tall and mighty, but His white hair was covered in snow, and he looked extremely vicissitudes.

"Interesting, you didn't let your rich family come, but you came by yourself."

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and he remembered a Chinese manga he liked to watch in his previous life.

The battlefield in the Eastern District was surrounded by crowds of people, surrounded by spectators, and the voices were buzzing!

"Hi everyone, I'm Li Ruobing, the host of the National Games Tournament, and now we see that the first match in the East District, the Masked Sword Immortal vs. Tianmen Old Man!"

"All information about the Masked Sword Immortal cannot be investigated, but the old man of Tianmen is indeed the hidden demon sect of our Dragon Kingdom. The Taishan Beidou of the One Qi Dao League has guarded the border of the Dragon Kingdom for hundreds of years. Now even if he is over 100 years old, he will come for me. Contribute to the fortune of the Dragon Kingdom."

Li Ruobing read the materials of the old man of Tianmen, and his heart was shaken.

It turns out that Long Kingdom really has this kind of hidden sect that guards the border and slays demons.

"Now we see their wonderful performance!"

As her words fell, the old man of Tianmen stretched out his hand directly, and in an instant, a high wall rose from the ground.

"Boy, seeing that you are already old, ahem, don't put yourself in danger. Let me tell you, my magic weapon has been cultivated for decades. In the whole world, the only one who can break through this wall is Those two swords!"

"Then today, you will be able to see the third one!"

In an instant, the ordinary fairy sword in the hands of the Masked Sword Immortal slashed out, and the golden light was brilliant and mighty, directly blasting on the Budu Tianmen sacrificed by the old man of Tianmen.

Boom!The high wall of the Impassable Heavenly Gate was blasted away in an instant and collapsed.

The old man of Tianmen spit out a mouthful of blood, and stared at the masked sword fairy in front of him. He suddenly felt that the figure of this man wielding a sword just now looked familiar. A few decades ago, there seemed to be a group of teenagers who also wore masks. The same is true, a sword cut through his own Impassable Heavenly Gate.

"This, how is this possible."

The old man of Tianmen murmured.

"Okay! In the first competition, the winner is the Masked Sword Immortal!"

Li Ruobing was also shocked. Didn't expect the first competition in the Eastern District to end like this?

Chapter 53 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the poor

"Fuck! This, this, this? Awesome!"

"This masked sword fairy, the fighting style is very similar to that of the National Luck Bureau! It's all in seconds, and you will turn back confidently after seconds, and never turn your head?"!

"666! I'll bet a bag of spicy sticks! The next two National Games players must have this masked sword fairy!"

"I just don't know why he wears a mask, and it's that kind of cute and childish mask, this aesthetic!"

"Perhaps he is nostalgic for something, some lost youth, some friends who wanted to fight side by side but had to part."

"Huh? Why is this so sad? Your Excellency, are you a poet?"

"That's right, I'm a poet, and my name is Lan Ran, and you Long Kingdom people will remember my name in the future."

"Forget it, what remembers the lost youth, I think this masked sword fairy is aesthetic cancer, otherwise an old man still wears such a childish mask, let me tell you, aesthetic cancer usually treats My own children have some influence."

In the East Zone competition field, there was a lot of voices, everyone was discussing this masked sword fairy fiercely, but everyone, except Yang Fan, didn't know his identity.

After the Masked Sword Immortal finished his fight, he left in a hurry, without taking a cloud with him, and went to the competition field in the West District.

At this time, a big battle was about to break out in the competition field in the West District, and one of them was Wang Fugui.

"Mask Sword Immortal, King Quan Hegemony, I am anxious to see my children, the King Power Wealth Competition is going, it's really interesting!!!"