Chapter 1882 Warm-Up

The fact that His Majesty the Beastman King wanted to personally test the strength of the city wall soon spread throughout the capital.

At this time, the location of the city wall where the Beastman King was located was already filled with onlookers.

In order to maintain law and order, and to ensure the safety of the Orc King and his party, the Rose Legion of Dasha City and the Iron Wolf Guild simultaneously dispatched thousands of capable adventurers to form teams to separate the noisy crowd.

Even some children who took advantage of the opportunity to join in the fun were sent into the crowd one by one by the guards of the great nobles.

In addition to most members of the Fergus family, those involved in this incident also included the old Duke, Prime Minister Lesta, myself, and a group of great nobles.

It is not an exaggeration to say that those gathered here at this moment are the highest-level leadership team of Dashai City.

Taking the opportunity to tease the cat demon, I looked around and soon discovered some guys who looked very ordinary but had extremely sharp eyes mixed in the crowd.

These people were different from the common people. They did not look at His Majesty the Beastman King with burning eyes. Instead, they pretended to look around casually, as if they were looking for someone.

If my prediction is correct, they are probably the highest level of combat power in Dashai City - the national power.

This dispatch was also to ensure the life safety of the Orc King.

I have carefully looked at these national forces for a long time, and I always feel that compared to them, the national forces in Moonlight City seem to be more powerful.

They stay away from the masses and are aloof, treating any life other than themselves as a mayfly. While drinking and having fun, they hold a discussion meeting called the "Trial of National Strength" to entertain themselves. They are extremely boring invincible creatures.

This is such a noble character, so noble that it can be compared to a saint who treats the common people as stupid dogs.

Looking at the national forces in Dashai City, they are all mingling among the people. If it weren't for their sharp eyes, I wouldn't be able to see any difference between them and others.

Just as I was secretly commenting on the different impressions given to me by the national power of the two countries, a male voice suddenly came to my ears: "It's not over yet, it's about to begin."

When I looked up, Fergus Illidan just passed me.

I said "oh" and chased after him.

Illidan said as he walked: "I haven't seen my father's strength in person for a long time. I don't know if he has regressed."

"This is the first time I've seen him. By the way, when was the last time you saw His Majesty show his strength in person?"

Illidan paused and said, "When I was ten years old."

"Ten years old," I smacked my lips.

He stopped, frowned and asked me, "Is there any problem?"

"No," I shook my head and said, "I was just wondering what His Majesty's strength would be like in your memory when you were ten years old."

"Horrified" Illidan pondered for a moment and said: "Suffocatingly powerful."

"If that's the case, I'm really looking forward to your performance today." I smiled slightly and said, "I want to know how you will view the strength displayed by His Majesty today after so many years of training."

Illidan pondered for a moment, then his face suddenly darkened and he said, "Are you doubting my vision when I was ten years old?"

"It's not that I doubt it, I just feel that your views when you were ten years old must not be the same as your views now. Otherwise, it would only mean that after so many years, you have not made any progress at all."

Illidan stared angrily and wanted to get angry, but his reason told him that it was very irrational to get angry in front of his father, queen, mother, uncles and elders. Therefore, he tried every means to suppress his anger. Go down.

After taking a few deep breaths, his expression returned to calmness again, he glanced at me, snorted softly, and said, "Then we'll see, whether I had the right vision when I was ten years old, or you are just looking down on others."

I had no intention of arguing, and walked quickly to the end of the row where the great nobles were, staring intently at the Orc King as he warmed up, waiting for the strength he was about to show.

The orc king stood quietly in front of the city wall, his eyes closed tightly, and he kept breathing out.

He is relaxing his body and letting go of distracting thoughts.

This is the pre-battle preparation that masters will make before fighting.

Get rid of distracting thoughts just to be more focused, and relax the body to give the muscles and bones enough time to adapt to the physical force that is about to explode.

The voice of Odachi kept ringing in my mind, analyzing every state of the Beastman King in an explanatory way.

"Based on his state of preparation for war, this man's strength is probably no less than that of the average national force."

The great sword has a certain way of taking care of things.

I pouted: "I only know that he is much stronger than me."

"There are many people who are much better than you," Odachi said, "but there are not many people who have the same potential as you, but you seem to be a pauper sitting on a golden mountain and never take your potential seriously. "

"Are you talking about my left arm, or my murderous intention?"

"Of course it refers to your murderous intention," Odachi said: "I never expected that you, who has such a powerful power, don't practice and master it. You will only use it to deal with crises. Your behavior is such a waste of natural resources. , you will be punished one day!"

"Retribution?" I frowned: "Are you referring to the divine punishment sent down by the God of Creation?"

"It's not that big of a deal," Odachi said: "The God of Creation in this world probably doesn't have that much time. The retribution I'm talking about means that one day, you will encounter a powerful enemy that cannot be defeated by ordinary murderous intent. At that time, you couldn’t even find a place to cry.”

Odachi's scolding was not over yet, and the Beastman King not far away stopped his warm-up movements, made fists with both hands, put them under his ribs, then took a deep breath and shouted lowly.

In an instant, the power of transformation, as bright as the sun, surged out crazily. I was caught off guard and was blinded by the light.

While I closed my eyes, I heard screams coming from all around me, and the crowd began to get confused.

There is nothing we can do about it. After all, most people like me are unprepared. Being dazzled by strong light suddenly, pain and tears are inevitable. Some people are in great pain and temporarily lose their vision. Naturally, they feel like they are headless. They were scurrying around like flies, and it was inevitable that they would step on their feet and bump into people. If there were too many of these types of situations, there would definitely be chaos.

Fortunately, there were enough people inside and they were very powerful. It was easy to block the chaotic crowd, so the chaos didn't affect us.

After rubbing my eyes, I almost regained my vision. I squinted my eyes and barely watched the movements of the Beastman King through the bright light.

They saw that the old man's left hand was raised as a palm, horizontally across his chest. His right hand was still clenched into a fist and gathered at his waist. At the same time, his breathing became heavier, like a cow panting.

This state lasted for about ten seconds. When his breathing returned to calm, I suddenly discovered that his right arm was more than twice as thick!