Qingcang's appearance made everyone present stand in awe.
Even Zhang Liao also came down from the rostrum to welcome Qing Cang's arrival.
"Commander is here" the soldiers saluted quickly.
And everyone else said: "Look, it's the Lord of the City!"
He nodded.
He saw a young man on the seventh stage.
He was very powerful and holding a gentian silver gun.
He had already guessed that the man was Zhao Zilong.
I saw him walking straight to the No. 7 ring.
"You are Zhao Zilong" "Lord City Lord, I am" Zhao Zilong replied in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
"Very good, how confident are you that you will win the position of leader?"
"Back to the city lord, I am the leader of this group."
For this answer, Qing Cang wanted to give him full marks.
"Well, just from your words, I can tell that you have a bright future.
Tell me why you came to participate in the ring competition for the position of group leader."
He wanted to know more about Zhao Zilong before he asked this question.
"The City Lord manages the city well and the people live and work in peace and contentment.
He is a rare leader.
The people I, Zhao Zilong, follow must also be people like the City Lord.
Those who understand the current affairs are heroes, and those who follow the trend are heroes.
I I also want to be a hero and a hero.
Lord City Lord, you are satisfied with what I say."
Zhao Zilong's starting point is completely different from others.
He does not have the smell of copper, which makes others feel a little ashamed after hearing this.
People should have great ambitions, and this ambition cannot be seen among Brother Kong Fang.
It lies in the heart of the people.
That is what is called having great ambitions.
"Zilong is indeed different.
You are really the person I am looking for.
How is your eldest brother now?"
Zhao Zilong looked confused, Qing Cang seemed to have known his brother before when he said this.
"City Lord, you know my eldest brother" "It's just a guess."
Qing Cang blurted out because he was obviously too impatient.
"Oh, my brother was recuperating at home and never went out."
It turned out that Zhao Zilong's eldest brother had been sick all along, so no wonder he died suddenly at that time.
Since he chose Qingcang, in order to make him more determined, he had already thought about it.
If his eldest brother was cured and brought to live in the main city, and he was given a military position, he would also solve the problem of insufficient logistics manpower.
It can also make Zhao Zilong feel that he has good intentions, which is the best of both worlds.
"Very good.
When you take over the position of leader, I will have good medicine to cure your brother's illness."
"So, thank you City Lord."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zilong knelt down and knelt down.
Qing Cang quickly helped Zhao Zilong up.
"There is no need to kneel down among my legions" When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed that a city lord would be so fond of Zhao Zilong.
Someone said: "Could the Lord of the City be too partial?"
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This person knows Zhao Zilong's future deeds so well, I think he probably won't say this.
To put it bluntly, even if one hundred of him were lost, it would still be less than one Zilong.
As soon as he said this, someone immediately replied: "Zhao Zilong is so powerful.
If it were me, I would value him."
Another person said: "That is, if you are better than him, maybe the city lord will still fawn over you."
This is like saying that he is so powerful.
If you don't like it, come and defeat Zhao Zilong and replace him.
"It's a fancy thing, but the city lord didn't directly appoint Zhao Zilong as the leader.
We still have a chance, right?"
"Yes, defeat him and we can replace him."
This is the brilliance of Qing Cang, everything is done according to the procedure, and there is no mistake.
Lin Meng would feel uncomfortable if he didn't speak.
He leaned close to Zhang Liao and said softly: "Brother Zhang, Zhao Zilong is really as strong as the commander said."
It was normal that Lin Meng had never seen how powerful Zhao Yun was.
If Zhang Liao described it alone, Lin Meng would definitely not believe it, so Zhang Liao had no choice but to say: "If you don't believe it, you can go and compete with him."
Lin Meng really didn't know the heights of the world, and he actually replied: "If there is a chance, yes, I have itchy hands."
"I guess you won't last a round in his hands."
"Brother Zhang, don't do this to enhance other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige."
"Believe it or not, I'm just saying this.
It would be so ugly if we really couldn't win."
Lin Meng had no choice but to stop talking and look at everyone on the field, especially Zhao Zilong.
Next, Qing Cang signaled Zhang Liao to continue.
After about an hour, a soldier came forward and reported: "Report to the commander, there are more than 1,600 people participating in the ring this time, and a total of 32 good players have been selected.
Here you go."
Qingcang took over the list, and Zhao Zilong was at the first place.
It can be seen that they were arranged according to the winning time.
He had one person against forty people, so naturally it took the shortest time.
"Captain Zhang, you will take charge."
The game has rules, and the rules cannot be changed just because of his arrival.
Zhang Liao accepted the order and said: "There are four colors of paper in this box.
Thirty-two of you will draw lots.
Each group of eight people will determine the first place.
The remaining four will compete again.
The first place will be chosen."
That person is the new leader.”
In this way, strength is important, luck is even more important, and everyone has nothing to say.
No one among the thirty or so people wanted to team up with Zhao Zilong because he was too strong.
Although the thirty or so people were very strong, they did not dare to fight one against forty and still win.
But having come this far, gritting one’s teeth, maybe with luck.
As soon as Zhang Liao finished speaking, he asked a soldier to put the tube on the rostrum and let the thirty-two people draw it in turn.
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"Zhao Zilong, red, Chai Bowen, white" It's true that some people are happy and some are worried.
Everyone who drew red has a sad face, looking like they have no hope for life.
Other colors are a huge relief.
Zhang Liao still read out the rules and said: "Now we invite the reds to come out.
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You two will compete, and the first place will be determined in the end.
You can still fight one against two, or more."
This competition is still allowed to be in the form of one against many, but it is unknown whether Zhao Zilong will adopt it.
People focused their attention on Zhao Zilong, waiting for his decision.
"Captain Zhang, I request that one fight against seven."
Everyone gasped again.
You must know that these people who stand out are naturally superb, and may be stronger than Li Yan and others.
People even feel sorry for him.
"Why should we take the risk of one against seven when we can obviously win the first place?"
"This is the psychology of the strong, we don't understand it" "Someday we can stand out from the crowd, and we will probably do the same."
The soldiers also talked about it: "I hope he wins again.
Otherwise, the commander will lose a strong general."
"I just like his character.
He is very similar to our Captain Zhang."
"If he and Captain Zhang compete with each other, who do you think will win?"
"Fifty-fifty, I think so."
A strong confrontation was about to break out, and he, Zhao Zilong, was still the most attractive being.
He is today's protagonist
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