God of Defiance

The next morning.

Chu Tian and Fu Xiangyang came to the square in the general's mansion.

On the square, many recruits have already completed their gathering.

"Chutian, you...are you okay?"

When Qu Ling'er saw Chu Tian, ​​her face was filled with surprise and she asked via voice transmission.

Chu Tian nodded: "Haha, I want to run, but those people can't do anything to me!"

"sharp!"

Qu Ling'er looked admiringly and secretly gave Chu Tian a thumbs up.

Chu Tian was able to successfully escape from the siege of hundreds of people without any damage.

This ability is indeed breathtaking.

Not long after.

A famous centurion, wearing black armor, stepped into the square.

Qin Anche walked into the square with several of his assistants.

When he saw Chu Tian and the others standing in the crowd safe and sound, his face suddenly changed, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

But soon, the panic disappeared.

Qin Shuo, who was following Qin Anche, felt a sudden thump in his heart, his muscles suddenly tightened, and his face was full of incredulity.

"How is it possible, how is it possible..."

His heart kept roaring.

Not only was Chu Tian, ​​a little beast who was angry with both humans and gods, not dead, but he appeared in his sight intact.

Although he tried his best to look calm on his face, he was extremely panicked inside.

Centurions entered the scene and stood on both sides of the square. They seemed to be divided into two major factions.

Seeing this scene, Chu Tian suddenly understood.

Although this is a city where border troops are stationed, just like Tianji Academy, there are still factions.

The aristocratic faction and the civilian faction, the two major factions!

After many centurions entered the venue, they were relatively casual, talking to each other, and bustling.

Suddenly, the whole square became quiet.

Cheng Tianjie and King Lingwu walked into the square with spring breeze on their faces.

"Meet General Cheng, King Lingwu!"

Everyone in the square quickly saluted.

"No need to be polite!"

Cheng Tianjie spoke and immediately sat down with King Lingwu.

"The Centurion Exchange Meeting is held once a month!"

"The purpose is to allow the many centurions in the frontier army to communicate with each other and encourage each other, so as not to work hard alone and waste time!"

After sitting down, Cheng Tianjie began to lecture.

It is said to be a lecture, but in fact it is more of an explanation.

It was explained not only to King Lingwu, but also to new recruits like Chu Tian.

Listening to Cheng Tianjie's introduction, excitement quickly appeared on the faces of each of the recruits.

Rather than calling this so-called Centurion Exchange Meeting an exchange meeting, it would be more appropriate to call it a Challenge Meeting!

Follow Cheng Tianjie’s introduction.

At the Centurion Exchange Meeting, a centurion can pay a certain amount of merit points to challenge other centurions.

Of course, generally speaking, those who challenge are centurions who are ranked higher than themselves.

If you lose, your merit points will go to your opponent!

If you win, the other party will have to pay you the corresponding merit points!

"The Centurion Exchange Meeting was interesting!"

After listening to Cheng Tianjie's introduction, Chu Tian raised his hand and touched his chin, then turned to look at Qin Anche and Qin Shuo in the crowd opposite.

Qin Anche's face was expressionless, his eyes looked at his nose, and his nose looked at his heart.

Qin Shuo turned his head, and his eyes met Chu Tian's, and he suddenly showed a trace of panic.

"hehe!"

Chu Tian smiled coldly and looked away.

"What does this kid want to do?"

Qin Shuo's heart was in a state of confusion.

"Okay, I've finished talking, now the exchange meeting officially begins!"

Not long after, Cheng Tianjie said in a deep voice.

King Lingwu leaned back on his chair with a smile on his face.

Before, he had always stayed in the capital, and he was obviously very interested in this kind of centurion exchange meeting that challenged each other.

"Centurion Lin Mingzhi, spend 500 merit points to challenge Centurion Xu Song, who is ranked 236th!"

Not long after Cheng Tianjie's voice fell, a centurion jumped out from the civilian faction and shouted to the other side.

"Hahaha, Lin Mingzhi, five hundred merit points, you have the nerve to say it, one thousand merit points, if the number is lower than this, I won't bother to show up!"

Soon, a centurion from the noble faction smiled disdainfully.

"Okay, one thousand merit points!"

Lin Mingzhi snorted and spoke.

He was tall, thick, and dark-skinned. He looked like a farmer in the secular world.

"Okay, you're so proud!"

Xu Song laughed and walked out.

He has fair skin and a noble face. It is obvious that he has lived a good life since he was a child and has no worries about food and clothing.

"kill!"

Lin Mingzhi roared, holding a weapon and rushing towards the opposite side.

"hehe!"

Xu Song smiled disdainfully and rushed out with his bare hands.

boom!

In an instant, the two collided.

A fierce battle began.

Whether they were civilians or nobles, many centurions were staring at the two fighting men.

Everyone knows!

The ongoing battle at this moment is not only a battle between Lin Mingzhi and Xu Song, but also a battle between the civilian faction and the aristocratic faction.

Therefore, both factions hope that their representatives can win.

boom! boom! boom!

The battle between the two became more and more intense, reaching directly from the ground to the sky.

"Chu Tian, ​​who do you think can win?"

Suddenly, Qu Linger asked in a low voice.

Chu Tian was stunned and replied with a smile: "Haha, who wins and who loses has nothing to do with us!"

Although Chu Tian was born a commoner, he really didn't have much interest in the struggle between the civilian faction and the aristocratic faction.

His purpose in joining the border army was to break through to the spiritual realm as quickly as possible, not to get involved in factional struggles.

"snort!"

Qu Ling'er snorted coldly, showing displeasure.

As a centurion of the civilian faction, Lin Mingzhi's ranking was not as good as his opponents, which was reflected in his strength.

Just a few dozen breaths later, Lin Mingzhi's defeat was fully revealed.

After a few more exchanges, with a bang, Lin Mingzhi was punched in the chest by his opponent.

Wow!

He spit out a large mouthful of blood and took several steps back. His breath was weak and he was defeated.

"you lose!"

Xu Song snorted coldly.

Lin Mingzhi gritted his teeth, looking unwilling, and quickly transferred a thousand merit points to his opponent.

"You're a loser, but you dare to challenge me!"

Xu Song sneered in a low voice with disdain on his face.

Although his voice was very low, everyone present was a warrior and had sharp ears and eyes, so they could naturally hear him clearly.

"hateful!"

Lin Mingzhi looked ugly and clenched his fists.

Except for him, the rest of the civilian centurions had angry expressions on their faces.

Humiliating one person, Lin Ming, is equivalent to humiliating their entire civilian faction!

Chutian stood in the crowd, his face also looked very ugly.

Although he is not interested in factional fighting, most of his friends are from civilian factions, such as Dan Fengyun, Fu Xiangyang, and the dead Gan Yang, Chai Xingxuan, etc.

The most important thing is that he himself is from the civilian faction!

"Why, if you don't accept it, if you don't accept it, find someone with a lower ranking than me who can beat me and get a thousand merit points!"

Xu Song glanced at the entire civilian faction, his face full of arrogance, and shouted loudly.

"I'll give you five thousand merit points to fight you!"

Suddenly, a cold shout came out.

A figure stepped out and stood opposite Xu Song.

It's Chu Tian!