Hearing this title, the elegant smile on Ning Feng's face became even bigger.
Feeling the burning "look" in the other person's eyes, Ning Feng knew very well that the other person's "foreigner" meant more than just the words.
The opponent's situation should be the same as Charlie's, another special being who discovered the true situation of himself and the contestants.
Oops, it's exposed.
I haven't spoken yet, how could I be seen through so easily?
This is really frustrating.
Without trying to act stupid, Ning Feng calmly accepted the fact that he had been exposed.
This is not only respect for the king's IQ, but also respect for yourself.
In this case, it's better not to struggle like a clown and pretend to be stupid.
Yes, but it's really not necessary. The other party won't believe it.
Besides, that would be too ugly and embarrassing.
Sighing with emotion in his heart, Ning Feng smiled and nodded to the king:
"Yes, I'm coming."
Ning Feng's mood was not affected much by the bad start as he spoke lightly as if in a drama.
Ning Feng was a little helpless at this unfolding, but it was actually not too unacceptable.
Look who the other person is!
He is a king!
He is a legend!
They all have such identities, there has to be something different, right?
Even Charles, a bishop, could realize the difference in the world, why not the king?
Moreover, exposing one's identity may not be a bad thing.
If you continue to use Charlie's identity to talk to the king, it is uncertain how much face the other party can sell to you.
If the other party is a king, and you are just a subject, you will inevitably be disrespected invisibly.
Foreign monks like to chant sutras.
No matter how the king views foreigners, at least he will treat them specially.
It doesn't matter whether this particular thing is positive or negative.
Ning Feng remained silent after answering, and calmly approached the throne despite the pressure from the legend.
One step at a time, never any pause.
But the closer he got, Ning Feng felt something unexpected.
It is true that the other party is a legend. No matter what level you look at, the other party gives him the feeling that he is a true legend.
But it seems a little weak?
Um?
Seemingly raising his head casually, Ning Feng keenly noticed the violation. Ning Feng found that the king's condition seemed to be worse than he expected.
The other party is sitting on the throne. It seems that he is not showing off, but is recovering by sitting on the throne.
The king seems to have just experienced a battle, and his condition is not good, it can even be said to be bad.
"The battle was already fought before I came. Was there someone who was one step ahead of me?"
Contestant?
Or is it another dangerous existence in this world itself...the church faction?
There are faint cracks on the bones, and from time to time, a few silver-white arcs flash out from them, making a crackling sound followed by smoke.
The biggest trauma was on the skull, where there was a tiny hole that ran from front to back.
Even though he couldn't read the emotions on the other person's skeletal face, Ning Feng still vaguely sensed fatigue in the air.
He is very tired and needs rest badly.
And most importantly, judging from the overflowing souls, it seems that the other party's soul has been severely corrupted, and is even about to completely dissipate...
Did he become like this because of the battle? Or is his soul actually about to decay a long time ago?
Ning Feng didn't know the real answer.
He was a little curious now, why did the other party want to meet him when he was in such bad physical condition?
Is it arrogance? Or does he have a strong pride in his own strength?
While Ning Feng was observing, the king was also examining him.
The two looked at each other quietly, only the firelight behind the king kept flashing, illuminating their shadows.
This is the highest point of the palace. The dome above the head seems to have been shattered by thunder, and a big crack appeared. The sound of rain outside can be vaguely heard.
When Ning Feng stopped in front of the steps more than ten meters away from the throne, Reinhardt finally spoke:
"Why are you here?"
Raising his head slightly, Ning Feng looked at the figure sitting on the throne.
In addition to majesty, power, and terror, I unexpectedly felt another emotion.
Lonely and desolate.
A lonely man sits on the throne.
In a trance, Ning Feng saw a lonely figure also wearing a crown overlapped with the skeleton.
Even though he turned into an undead at this moment, he still did not lose his qualifications as a king.
Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Ning Feng did not forget his true purpose.
Ning Feng raised his head, put his left hand behind his back, put the fingers of his right hand together and gently placed them on his left collarbone, bowing slightly.
It is not a classical aristocratic etiquette, nor is it the traditional etiquette of this country.
This etiquette seemed strange and novel to Reinhardt, but it was no stranger to the audience watching this scene.
Even if you haven't actually seen it, you have more or less understanding of this action.
This action is a classic etiquette of the Watch Club, and can even be said to be a ritual.
【Watching Will】
It means that at this moment, the watcher who salutes under the witness and gaze of others will begin to act on behalf of the will of the watch group.
This is not a ritual that can be used lightly, because any action once it is used will be regarded as a representative of the Watch Society.
In order to prevent this ritual from being used indiscriminately, the conditions for its use and establishment are almost stringent, and each use will be investigated and assessed by the Watch Club.
But once successfully identified, no matter what the user's identity is or what his strength is, he will represent the Watch Club.
His will and choice are the will and choice of the Watch Club!
The other party doesn't understand the meaning, but that doesn't matter, as long as there is someone who understands to witness it.
And Ning Feng believed that there were definitely many people observing his every move.
Then this ceremony was established.
After the ceremony, Ning Feng straightened up. There was no flattery or groveling towards the legend in front of him, and he spoke calmly:
"His Majesty Reinhardt II, the Hero King of the Rhine Kingdom, I am here to ask you a few questions."
The king was silent, looking at the outsider noncommittally, waiting for him to speak.
Wearing the attire of a nobleman, he also exudes elegance and nobility. The scene is like that of an exotic nobleman meeting the king.
But the nobleman's tone was different. He asked:
"Do you know all the changes that have happened to you?"
Even though the status and strength of the two are completely opposite, Ning Feng's tone was not a friendly question, but more like a condescending question.
The king, however, remained silent about this.
"Ever tried to solve it? Want to escape from it all?"
There was still silence, and the fire in the king's eyes gradually dimmed, as if he was gradually losing interest in the person who asked the question.
Taking in all these changes, Ning Feng nodded and finally asked:
"And last question, do you need help?"
laugh.
The flames behind the throne emitted sparks and exploded in the air, making a sound like a sneer.
Ning Feng didn't care about this reaction. After a pause, he smiled:
"Or, to put it more bluntly..."
The soul cannot rest in peace and repeats the same life day after day for thousands of years.
Are you angry?
Are you willing to be played by Him like this?
bring it on!
Join me and raise the sword of revenge against the real culprit who caused all this!
The evil spirit of the devil spreads wantonly and confuses softly:
"Do you want to take revenge on Him?"
The fire in his eyes that had been almost completely extinguished suddenly burst out, and the king who had lost interest suddenly changed his attitude.
boom!
The blazing flames in his eyes were even more dazzling than the fire behind him, like two suns exploding in his eyes.
"what do you know?"
Taken the bait.
Smiling, Ning Feng smiled gracefully and said softly:
"I know probably more than you think."
very many.
Keep asking.
Show me what you really mean!
But before Ning Feng could continue to strike while the iron was hot to consolidate the relationship, the king's demeanor suddenly changed and returned to his previous silent self.
Um?
However, although the king was silent, Ning Feng could feel that all this was just an appearance, and there was anger boiling in the bones.
He was just suppressing his emotions to prevent himself from losing his majesty as a king.
After a while, Reinhardt II, who stared at Ning Feng, spoke.
He said:
"Words are weak and powerless."
"My father once said that outsiders are not trustworthy. Their words are only to achieve their own interests and have no loyalty to the country."
"Not to mention, as a foreigner, your words are empty and unrealistic, and your power is extremely weak."
"If it were the past, I would have kicked you out directly."
"But...you are carrying Charlie's token."
As if he finally found a suitable reason, the King of Bones came back to life and said:
"So, now I give you a chance."
An iron sword drew a graceful arc in the air, then hit Ning Feng's feet with the scabbard attached.
The tall king slowly stood up from the throne, pulled out the giant sword in front of him with a sense of pressure, and stepped forward.
Boom, boom, boom.
Only the skeletal body was left with a slight collision sound as he walked. Reinhardt dragged his giant sword down the steps step by step.
boom.
Ning Feng:!
The muscles in his body began to tighten involuntarily, and Ning Feng's body protected itself under the sudden increase in pressure.
"This is very bad..."
It seems that I said too much and directly stimulated the other person's pain point.
It feels like a simple stimulation, but it just hits the other person's sensitivity, and the effect is outstanding!
The pressure continued to approach, and the king stepped down step by step, standing like a mountain in front of Ning Feng.
"Take up the sword."
Lowering his head, he stared at Ning Feng and said word by word:
"Come on, show me what you've got!"
The pressure poured down like a mountain torrent, impacting Ning Feng's soul and body.
Faced head-on with a legend, and a legend of an extraordinary creature, this was the first time Ning Feng experienced the power of the impact.
Just when Ning Feng felt that his body was about to reach its limit, he heard a faint chuckle in his ears.
【Hey~】
The uncontrollable trembling of the body disappeared, and the pressure on the body suddenly reduced. It didn't completely disappear but it was still bearable.
Without enough time to check the condition of the cat, Ning Feng looked back at the undead monarch who was so close in front of him.
"Although I really want to just draw my sword, but objectively speaking, my current strength is difficult to match yours."
It's really tough.
Even if he is injured, even if the opponent does not have legendary abilities, this is still a true legend.
Not to mention, what Ning Feng has shown now is only the strength of an awakener who is less than the third level.
Fight, yes.
No matter what kind of battle it is, Ning Ren will never give up.
But here comes the question...how to win?
This is the big problem!
If Reinhardt were to push him to the ground and rub him at this moment, then everything Ning Feng had done before would be in vain, and the whole thing would really collapse!
"It doesn't matter."
Fortunately, Reinhardt was also aware of this. He stared at Ning Feng's cowardly look with stern eyes and nodded:
"It's very simple, just fight."
Hey, hey, hey, I told you I can't beat you.
“Words can deceive, but tempered abilities cannot.”
The king looked at Ning Feng, gradually raised the giant sword in his hand and then inserted it heavily into the ground. He leaned on the sword and said:
"Before you, I fought against three foreigners."
"The first one is full of despicability in his heart. He has only skills but no ability and courage to control them. He is just a waste."
"Second, madness is on the outside, but underneath that is a tough soul, and I recognize her qualifications as a warrior."
"The third one...hum!"
As if thinking of some unpleasant experience, a thin layer of electric light appeared on his body. The king snorted coldly and said unhappily:
"It's just an opportunistic, powerful and willful existence!"
Powerful and willful, are you talking about the existence that left him with heavy wounds?
Looking down as a matter of course, Reinhardt spoke arrogantly:
"I won't fight back, attack with all your strength, and show your abilities to your heart's content."
"Show me what you really mean!"
Prove your worth!
Show your qualifications!
Ning Feng: “…………”
After a moment of silence, with a slightly subtle expression, Ning Feng lifted the sword from the ground, waved it gently, and confirmed with the king in a strange way:
"I attacked with all my strength and you didn't fight back? Are you really sure?"
"That's right."
After blinking, Ning Feng nodded:
"You said this, don't regret it later!"
Reinhardt:?
"The king will never go back on his word."
good!
Everyone has seen it!
If he regrets it later, you will have to testify for me!
Holding the sword, Ning closed his eyes and gently exhaled the suffocating air in his chest.
Want to experience my true meaning from the skills?
OK.
"call……"
Opening his eyes suddenly, his eyes gradually became sharp. Ning Feng's elegance was gone, leaving only pure brutal murderous intent.
Murderous intent and violence flowed in the scarlet eyes, and the devil revealed his disguise at this moment.
The other party is not someone like Rhodes who can let loose, and there is no room for any hiding.
bring it on.
Don't regret it.
Clang!!!
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Today is the company's semi-annual operations meeting, which started at ten o'clock and lasted the entire day!
Helped.
I held the computer around to avoid the eyes of my colleagues, pretending to be secretly playing games instead of typing...