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"hey-hey……"

"With these skill books, it will be easy to build an epic and legendary engineering team in the future!"

Su Chen happily put away these skill books.

Then he and the anxious Balin walked towards Gushan Square.

In the center of the square, there was a large open space.

Three stands were set up in the best locations around the open space..

This is obviously reserved for the three tribal kings, Bronzebeard, Dark Iron, and Wildhammer.

At this time, the Gushan Square is already overcrowded.

Hundreds of thousands of dwarves and tens of thousands of players are all gathered here.

Dwarves love wine, and they love wine even more. Build equipment!

Masters with superb equipment skills are even more sought after by them.

Wow!

Countless dwarves suddenly burst into warm applause and cheers.

The crowd automatically separated, leaving a passage leading to the open space in the center of the square.

I saw The three legendary masters of the Wildhammer tribe, led by the king of the Wildhammer tribe [Oshan], came here.

Among them, the short and stocky Oshan was hugging two tall and timid elf slave girls.

From time to time Taking a handful, Okuyama enjoyed the tsunami-like cheers from the surrounding mountains and laughed:

"Tender! slip! Cool!"

"Kurogane Wu Nao, my future national master, you have done a great job!"

Okuyama said to the black-robed player following him.

Kuroda Takenao bowed slightly:"Your Majesty, this is what I should do."

Kuroda Takenao's face hidden under the black robe showed a sneer.

If he hadn't figured out King Okuyama's lecherous character, he sent two elf slave girls in time.

The defeat in the ore battle would have been caused by the irascible Okuyama The king reprimanded and even deprived the Sakura Purgatory Guild of its qualifications to participate.

Following such a king and following his wishes was what Kuroda Takenao had to do.

At this moment, the square erupted in enthusiastic cheers again.

Kuroda Wu Zhi and King Oshan both frowned and looked over.

They saw two legendary masters, led by King Victor of the Black Iron Tribe, walking towards this side.

Behind them, they were followed by Alexander, the leader of the guild of [God's Whip], and [ Viking Guild] Gang Leader Viking Captain Tok.

When the two tribal kings met, they snorted coldly.

When both sides sat down in the stands in the middle of the square,

King Oshan's rough and domineering voice came:"Victor, the last ore In the battle, you actually lost to a young boy. You really disappoint me!"

Victor, the king of the Black Iron Tribe, was slightly thin and had a sinister look in his eyes.

He looked at Okuyama coldly and said sarcastically:"Then I would like to congratulate you. You, a thousand-year-old second-in-command, have successfully won the second place again! Haha, what a long face!"

King Oshan's face was livid, and the"thousand-year old man" that Victor said stung the pain in his heart.

Since his ancestor Muradin, the Gushan King, died in the battlefield of gods and demons.

For thousands of years, the position of the Gushan King has always been occupied by the Bronzebeard Tribe. Control.

Every time the Wildhammer tribe competes, they fall into second place.

This has been the case for thousands of years.

Now that the Bronzebeard tribe is weak, the Wildhammer tribe finally sees the hope of competing for first place, so it works so hard, even He did not hesitate to make friends with evil camp players.

Okuyama was furious and pinched the elf slave girl next to him, who let out a scream.

"Victor, when I become the King of the Lonely Mountain, neither the Black Iron Tribe nor the Bronzebeard Tribe can even think of using the Lonely Mountain Divine Anvil!"

The Lonely Mountain Divine Anvil is the largest artifact of the dwarves.

It once created a unique artifact for the ancestor Muradin to help him achieve the status of god.

Kuroda Takenao, Alexander and others were shocked when they heard the words"The Lonely Mountain Divine Anvil" , with a strong look of greed in their eyes.

They value this task of the Battle of the Lonely Mountain King so much. Firstly, they want to get the support of the dwarves and obtain a large amount of cheap and sophisticated equipment.

Secondly, they want to get the use of the Lonely Mountain Divine Anvil. Quan!

The Lonely Mountain Divine Anvil has the powerful ability to improve the level of equipment.

Although the cost of using it is extremely high, no player can resist this temptation.

After hearing Okuyama's words, Victor, the king of the Black Iron Tribe, sneered:

"King of the Lonely Mountain? Are you worthy? In order to fight for the throne, you don't hesitate to collude with the forces of the evil camp. I think even my poor nephew is a hundred times stronger than you!"

In terms of bickering, ten Okuyamas are no match for Victor.

Moreover, it is indeed not a glorious thing to cooperate with the forces of the evil camp.

At that moment, Okuyama sat in the stands in a muffled voice, with a violent cold light flashing in his eyes from time to time, and he was thinking. What.

Seeing Okuyama like this, Victor sneered.

He looked up twice and pretended to say:"Eh? Where is my dear nephew? Are you afraid to come? That's such a shame."

Hearing Victor's words.

A legendary engineering master standing behind him lowered his head and secretly let out a guilty sigh.

"Your Majesty Bahrain...if they hadn't threatened my family, I wouldn't have betrayed you.……"

Okuyama was furious and said in a rough voice:"Who is the referee of this competition? Come out here! What time is it? Why don't you announce the start?"

An old earl from the Bronzebeard tribe came out tremblingly..

He bowed to the two kings and said,"Your Majesty, I, Bilbo, Earl of Ironforge, am the final judge of this battle of skills."

Bilbo, Earl of Ironforge, is an old legendary engineering master.

He retired only because he was old and frail and could no longer build any engineering equipment.

However, his impartial character, seasoned vision, and rich engineering experience are all sufficient to serve as a referee in this technical dispute.

Even Okuyama, who was furious, could not question the qualifications of old Bilbo.

"Then why hasn't the start of the game been announced yet? Tomorrow is the day when the new King of Gushan ascends the throne. Can you, an old man who is about to die, bear the delay in delaying a major event?"

Old Bilbo was neither humble nor arrogant. He bowed slightly and said,"Balin, the king of the Bronzebeard tribe, has not arrived yet, so the game cannot start.

Okuyama said angrily:"That little bastard is too scared to come!" I order you, start the race now!"

Old Bilbo frowned, confronting King Okuyama in this manner.

At the same time, he was anxious in his heart.

"Little Balin, even if the three legendary masters of the Bronzebeard Tribe are poached, the courage of our Bronzebeard Tribe cannot be lost! Even if you know you will lose in this competition, you still have to participate.……"

When Okuyama saw that the old man dared to compete with him, he was about to order someone to forcefully change the referee.

A slightly lazy voice sounded

"Who said the King of Bahrain would not dare to come?"

Two figures, one tall and one short, came over.

They were none other than Su Chen and Balin.

When he saw Okuyama in the stands, Balin's eyes immediately turned red, revealing piercing hatred.

Su Chen patted his shoulder and whispered :"Don't worry, he will die one day!"

"Next, just treat this as our own stage."

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