Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
That noon, a banquet was held in the great hall. Nearly 200 people were in attending. It was because the tournament this evening was going to be pretty late, so the event planners even set up some shows. One of the shows was a cosplay event. A couple of muscular men with their faced brightly painted walked onto the stage with large battle axes.These were Destiny's Barbarian Berserkers. Afterwards, a few female assassins wearing short fur skirts came onto the stage with daggers in their hands. Everyone carried an umbrella on their back. Their ears were pointy and their eyes were a beautiful deep purple. They were dressed up as moon elf assassins. Not after long, I could hear the sound of a horse whinnie. Wang Jian was so shocked that he dropped his chopsticks on the table. Three battle horses adorned in armor slowly walked into the hall. They were probably horses brought over from a horse show. Furthermore, each one had a knight carrying a spear on their backs. There were even soldiers standing in front of the horses with large shields.
“D*mn…..”
I rubbed my nose and picked up the chopsticks that were dropped. I then wiped them clean on Dong Cheng’s sleeve and said, “Aren’t they afraid that these horses will poop on the stage…”
Dong Cheng grinned, “That won’t be a problem, we have little wolf here….”
Little Wolf was stunned, “Eh... what does a battle horse pooping have to do with me….”
Dong Cheng sweetly smiled, “Monday morning is full of fog, Zhan Long’s Little Wolf likes to eat sh*t.”
Little Wolf was speechless.
……
Very soon, the cosplay event ended. Fei Er wiped her mouth and walked onto the stage. She picked up the microphone and smiled, “Alright, now that we’ve livened things up, I invite Q-Sword, the representative of the players to make a speech before the final round.”
Q-Sword stood up. He was dressed in a clean suit. He gave off a stern demeanor. He lightly smiled and said, “I’ll have to pass on the speech, you said that I just had to say a few words
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