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Page 332 [Fist of Anger]

If this is a dream.

So what is the end of the dream?

Wait, what is dream?

Such an idea suddenly emerged from the man's dry mind.

But soon, this insignificant idea was swallowed up by the still-long passage and silver-white lights.

Just like, countless times before.

He could no longer remember anything, and he would eventually be submerged in this corridor and endless lights, and could not splash any water.

If nothing unexpected happens.

But accidents are really the hardest thing in this world.

Just when a man's consciousness is about to fall into despair again.

Suddenly, he heard a (Dingdian Novel Mobile Version) voice in his ear.

A man's voice said, "Today is my lucky day."

In an instant, the eyes of the man who had no glory had burst out with unprecedented glory.

Suddenly, breaking free from the shackles of those long periods of time, he saw through the illusion and infinity.

He saw...

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Everyone saw Anne appearing in the huge magical crystal screen again.

The camera has arrived at the main hall of the Hall of Justice.

The place used to hold mainland council meetings on weekdays is now decorated in the form of a wedding hall.

It's just that the entirely pure white body, coupled with the unique light-leading skylight design, makes it less lively for the wedding after the door is closed, under the dyed of the only leaking sunlight.

Instead, it has a bit more solemnity and majesty.

Also, gloomy.

Everyone sat in the front row.

And a new couple came to the front.

The Lord of the Supreme Parliament, the most powerful man in the whole continent, Speaker Lalivash, witnessed his marriage.

"Then..." Lalivash's face that never appeared in front of the world appeared on the huge screen in a heavy black robe.

He used his usual, indifferent tone, and even the smile that was barely added to the wedding atmosphere, it still made people feel extremely painful.

"Dear Jericho, would you marry this beautiful girl beside you?"

The last word fell from his mouth, and came out from the crystal screen of the huge magic reflection in the sky, floating to every corner.

It's like a signal.

All those lurking in the city have been connected into a whole interlocking undercurrent.

At that moment, at the same time—

Take action.

Take action.

Take action!!!

"Do it!!!" The first ones to attack were those who lurked in key parts of various cities, with traces of fighting on their faces.

They yelled, as if flames were beginning to burn, and rushed towards the guards of the council.

They are not ordinary people. They have a magnificent momentum, the courage to be ready to die, and absolutely powerful strength!!!

The guards of the parliament were washed into pieces in an instant.

And in more places, the raging flying axes and the laughing clowns flew away like the shadow of lightning. They all burst out in an instant.

No one made an appointment, everything was like a tacit understanding between the best partners. At the same time, together... exploded!!!

In that moment, the whole city changed from the festive atmosphere of the wedding to a panic that seemed to be the end of the world.

And Lalivash, who had witnessed marriage in the Hall of Justice, seemed to know nothing, and he seemed to know everything. He continued to maintain his indifferent aura, looking at Jericho, waiting for his reply

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"I do." Although the entire city was already in chaos, the magical reflection crystal screen hanging high in the sky still radiated Jerico's proud expression at this moment to the people in the city without any loss.

Watch.

The proud and irrepressible face combined with the chaotic atmosphere of the entire city is like the most absurd abstract painting.

"So, dear Anne, would you marry this gentleman around you?" Lalivash said slowly, his gloomy face appeared in the huge sky,

It's like some kind of terrifying sign.

In an instant, the War Academy City Defense Forces, which were originally suppressed, suddenly fought back. The invincible attackers were suddenly suppressed by soldiers who came out of nowhere and were wrapped in silver armor.

In front of the well-trained and well-equipped silver-armored soldiers, those brave but without systematic command were quickly suppressed.

It seems that the most important attack is about to be disintegrated.

But at this moment.

"The first principle of the fight club!!!" A low and hoarse roar suddenly sounded in the crowd.

Almost in an instant, countless responses rang out among the crowd that seemed panicked:

“Never mention the Pace Club!!!”

"The second principle of the fight club!!!" More people joined this pilgrimage-like ceremony.

"I still can't bring up the fighting club!!!"

"The third principle of the fight club!!!" The roars have already formed a river, and are still there, becoming more and more surging.

"As long as someone shouts to stop, his limbs are injured and he is almost exhausted, the fight will stop!!!"

“The fourth principle of the fight club!!!”

"Only two people can fight at a time!!!"

"Article 5!!!"

"One game at a time!!!"

"sixth!!!"

"Take off your clothes and shoes!!!"

"seven!!!"

“There is no time limit for fighting!!!”

"Last one!!!"

"First time to come to the fight club..."

"One! Definitely! Want! Fight!"

The last typing exit, the roar has turned into an ocean, as if the entire War Academy has become a temple for the members of the Fighting Club.

Angry roar filled every corner of the city.

No matter how neat the military appearance of the silver-armored soldiers is, no matter how well equipped they are.

In the ocean of roaring fists, no one can stop the pace of the Fighting Club.

In the summer of the 216th year of the New World, it was built for more than ten years. It is said that there are no swords in the world that will never be broken, but there is a war academy that will never be broken.

The center of the entire continent of Valorland, the place of supreme power of the parliament, and the city that never falls.

Being broken, from the inside.

The angry fists were called by Lalivash by a group of people who had never been faced with them.

In later history books, this battle that cannot be called a battle is called a glass of wine, a tear through, a city. (To be continued...)

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