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Chapter 273 Zhou Yan was afraid that she would beat him to his knees
No matter how countries react to the sudden strength shown by the giant corporate alliance.

None of this will affect the Holy See's official launch of the opening ceremony of the Holy Soldier's Gift according to the established plan.

The master of ceremonies was a member of the Holy See at the level of an archbishop.

According to what Zhou Yan heard from Chu Wan, the Archbishop of the Holy See of the Evangelical Kingdom corresponds to a first-order Grand Duke-level powerful man in the Mad Realm.

However, there are only seven "cardinals" who report directly to the Holy See.

In other words, the actual strength of the Holy See is the top combat power of the Pope and another mysterious emperor-level master, plus the seven cardinals, which is almost equal to the combined strength of any two temples in the empire.

As for the other "archbishops" of the wild realm in the church, they are essentially the leaders of various forces within the territory of the Gospel Church, and are nominally commanded by the Holy See.

Return to the Holy Weapon Gifting Ceremony.

The presiding archbishop unveiled the event in a solemn and orderly manner, like a chant.

The competition, called the Gift of Holy Weapons, was actually a fighting tournament for transcendents, and it quickly aroused enthusiastic cheers from tens of thousands of believers.

The transcendents, or "saints," from all over the Evangelical Kingdom immediately began to enter the competition in accordance with the rules.

These saints were divided into three groups according to their strength, corresponding to the first, second and third levels of the true realm of the imperial warrior system.

It seems that although the names of over-limit people are different around the world, the system hierarchy is basically the same.

Below the Mad Realm, levels are basically divided into “first, second, and third levels”.

Above the Mad Realm, everything is basically unified and divided into three stages: "Prince", "Emperor", and "Emperor".

Even the "name" of the Mad Realm is often followed by the corresponding "level" to show his level of strength.

For example, Chu Changying’s “Chijun” is named Chijun in the empire, but actually at the international level, her standard title should be “Chijun King” or “Chijun Grand Duke”.

Follow the process.

On the first day of the competition, saints from the first and second level groups fought each other, and on the second day it was the turn of the third level warriors with the power of courage to appear.

Then, the main competition ended.

On the third day, the Evangelical Kingdom directly arranged for the top few geniuses who won the Holy Soldier Gift to "compete" with the geniuses sent by various countries that came to watch the ceremony.

Of course, although it is called a competition, it is actually a fight to the death.

According to Chu Changying.

Unless the opponent loses the ability to resist or voluntarily surrenders, the player can go all out with the goal of killing the opponent.

For representatives like Zhou Yan, the extra events on the third day are the real deal.

However, before the main course came, he would not find it boring to watch the unique arena battles of the Evangelical Kingdom.

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The day passes quickly.

The delegations from various countries were taken back to the reception area outside the Holy Court by corresponding aircraft to rest.

On the other hand, on the Tianyuan Empire side, Ying Guang and Chu Changying did not follow the young people after returning to the Holy Court.

The two were invited directly to the Holy See, where the Pope presided over the mediation of previous international conflicts.

As for Zhou Yan and his group of younger generations, they were served by the staff and went to a separate restaurant for dinner.

The fast pace of the competition among the first and second level transcendents today not only made the ordinary believers and spectators extremely excited.

It also opened the eyes of many young people.

The fighting styles of foreign warriors gave them a lot of inspiration.

The most excited one among them was obviously Pei Shuishu.

This female battle fanatic has been watching others fight for a whole day, and now she feels restless and can't even eat properly.

Pei Shuishu ran to Zhou Yan halfway through his meal and elbowed him:

"Zhou Yan, we agreed to do some work this morning. How about we go after dinner?" As she spoke, she opened her mouth wide and bit off a large piece of meat from a bone stick. She swallowed it in two or three bites without even chewing it.

Zhou Yan was pushed by her, but his hand holding the plate remained steady. He just smiled and nodded: "If you want, there is no problem on my side."

Pei Shuishu immediately smiled happily, and ran to Ying Lin's side, and began to elbow him: "Ying Lin, you, stop eating and talk!"

Ying Lin was hit by her elbow and a few drops of soup in his hand spilled. He glared at her coldly: "Why are you in such a hurry? Don't you understand the principle of not talking while eating?"

"I don't understand!" Pei Shuishu straightened up confidently, "Just tell me if you dare to come!"

Ying Lin had no way to deal with this female barbarian and nodded slowly.

"Hey, you're brave!" Pei Shuishu patted his shoulder, causing him to spill some of his soup. "It's just that your body is a little weak, not as good as Zhou Yan's. Your hands are shaking after just a few hits. You need to practice more often."

Ying Lin was too lazy to reply to her and just glanced at Zhou Yan silently.

Then all the muscles in my body couldn't help but tense up again.

Pei Shuishu stopped patting him. He turned back to his seat with satisfaction and started eating crazily.

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After one hour.

Led by the attendants, Zhou Yan and his party arrived at a small dome-shaped building located in the reception area of ​​the Holy Court.

"Dear guests, this is the fighting arena that the Holy Court has prepared for guests. It can be used for simple martial arts competitions. Are you satisfied with the size?"

The servant's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.

Pei Shuishu strode into the field, stomped the ground vigorously, then looked around and nodded with satisfaction: "I think it's okay, you can leave."

The attendant looked embarrassed: "Well, dear guest, it's easy to get hurt when sparring. I have to be responsible for your safety, so..."

"Then you go wait at the door. You can hear me when I call you if there's anything." Pei Shuishu waved his hand carelessly and decisively drove out the servant who wanted to say something.

Then he closed the door, ran to the center of the venue, turned around and waved to Zhou Yan: "Come!"

Beside Zhou Yan, Chu Wan chuckled and said, "Brother, you will be in trouble if you are targeted by this violent girl. It's okay if you lose, but if you win, she will pester you to death in the future."

Pei Shuishu pricked up his ears, pointed at Chu Wan and shouted, "Ah Wan, you are saying bad things about me! Pure slander!"

Luo Ke chuckled: "Sister Mizuki is so interesting, I kind of like her."

Luo Xuan said coldly: "If she punches you, you will probably cry for three days and three nights."

Zhou Yan shook his head helplessly.

Then, while stretching his hands and feet, he slowly walked into the center of the venue.

It's impossible to lose. As long as I win cleanly and make this woman convinced, I probably won't have any trouble in the future.
On the opposite side, Pei Shuishu had already started doing stretching exercises.

His well-proportioned yet angular muscles gave him a strange sense of beauty.

Then, she excitedly made a martial arts stance with her front and back hands, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Zhou Yan, my physique is beyond that of ordinary people, and my hands are heavy, you have to be careful."

Zhou Yan also calmly put on a posture and nodded: "Come on."

The sound of the word "吧" was not received.

The ground beneath Pei Shuishu's feet exploded, and his entire figure almost disappeared!

The next moment, he pounced in front of Zhou Yan and chopped him down with a powerful knife!

boom!
Amidst the terrifying loud noise, Zhou Yan raised his arm to block the opponent's heavy blow.

The dry mud ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, nailing his calves below the knees into the ground.

It looked like he had suddenly become shorter, as if he was kneeling on the ground!
Zhou Yan's eyes moved slightly.

This woman's physical strength far exceeds the limits of ordinary warriors!

If calculated based on the previous physical value, it might be "300"!
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(End of this chapter)