Three days later, when Lu Shu returned to the Felisa Army's recruitment center, he realized that there were even more people surrounding the spaceship. Not only that, the surroundings were filled with other universe ships that had just landed, it seemed like even more people had arrived.
As he walked into the crowd, Sharroux noticed that everyone was eager to fight. Most of them had a combat power of more than 1,500. Compared to the first time they came here three days ago, their combat power had improved a lot. Sharroux guessed that it was because the warriors with low combat power were rejected by the Felisa Army.
A muscular man seemed to be talking to his companions. He danced excitedly and took a step back, accidentally bumping into Sharroux.
The burly man turned around and scanned Sharroux with the detector in his left eye. He found that Sharroux's combat power was only around 1100. He did not mind it at all. He roughly pushed Sharroux's shoulder and shouted,
"Bastard, don't you know where you're going?"!”
Sharroux couldn't help but laugh. This guy was the one who bumped into me, and he actually complained first? Were all the people in the Frissa Army so rude?
He was right about this. With the cold and heartless King Frisa around, his subordinates had always respected strength. To those whose combat strength was higher than theirs, they would naturally show their respect, but to those who were weaker than them, they would bully them wantonly.
He glanced at the burly man and found that his combat power was only around 1800 from the detector. He immediately sneered and shook his head, preparing to leave. After all, he couldn't be discovered by others just because he hid his strength with his skills.
"Eh, Sharu?" At this moment, a rabbit-eared girl bounced over from the side. It was Xue Ling, who she knew. She still had an innocent aura and was completely cute.
Sallu nodded. Even though they had greeted each other, Snow Spirit was already used to his cold temper. She came up to him with a smile and said,
"The tournament is about to begin. I'll take you there!"”
"Wait!" At this time, the brawny man stood in front of Sharroux and bowed to Snow Spirit, who was stronger than him. He then said,
"This guy just spoke rudely and arrogantly. I really can't take this lying down. I think Snow Spirit won't stop me, right?”
Sallu was so angry that he laughed. This guy's ability to twist the truth was simply unparalleled. I didn't even say anything, and you actually called me "unreasonable"?
When Snow Spirit heard this, her cheeks puffed up like two peaches. She angrily pointed at the burly man and shouted,
"You people fight and kill all day long. Can't you be more friendly to the newbies?”
"Eh? "Hahaha…" The brawny man and his companion were stunned for a moment before they burst out laughing. Their laughter was extremely exaggerated, as if they had really heard a joke.
After a long while, he finally apologized to Snow Spirit and said,
"I'm sorry, Lord Snow Spirit. We're not laughing at you…Haha…Well, as members of the Felisa Army, we naturally have to serve King Felisa. If we act like this cowardly and weak fellow, how can we contribute to King Felisa?"”
Snow Spirit blushed and was about to argue when Sharu raised his hand to stop her. Seeing the cold expression on his face, for some reason, she felt a sense of trust. She stood where she was and stomped her foot in anger, but did not continue speaking.
"So, what do you want to do?”Sallu looked up at the burly man who was a head taller than him, his tone still cold.
"What should we do? Humph!" The burly man asked in return. Then, with a cold snort, he suddenly raised his fist and smashed it towards Sarroux's face.
His movements were smooth and skillful. It seemed that he was the kind of person who often caused trouble.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound rang out. The burly man and his companions were stunned. Sarroux raised a hand and accurately caught the burly man's fist. He casually squeezed it, and the burly man used all his strength. The blood vessels on his arm burst out, but he couldn't move them.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, Sharu's eyes that were staring at the burly man did not relax. Suddenly, a trace of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes, and he suddenly increased the force in his hands.
"Kacha!" With the crisp sound of bones breaking, the burly man's fist was twisted into a strange shape by Sallu. Immediately, a miserable cry like that of a pig being slaughtered came from his mouth.
His companions were all very surprised. Sharu's combat strength was clearly weaker than the burly man, so how could he beat him in strength?
Sallu released the burly man's fist and kicked him in the chest, sending him flying into the crowd.
The soldiers who hadn't noticed this turned around to look at Sarroux. After a moment of silence, they burst into cheers. This kind of fighting scene was not uncommon, and they loved to look at it.
"Good!"
"Well done!"
Despite the enthusiastic cheers, Sharu did not show any special emotions. He looked at the shocked Snow Spirit and said,
"Let's go. The problem is solved. Take me to the competition venue."”
Snow Spirit was also in shock. She could not figure out how Sarroux could defeat 1800 Warriors with only 1100 combat power. It was an ironclad rule in the Frissa Army that combat power could not be broken. If one's combat power was lower than others, they would definitely not be able to defeat others.
"What?" Sharu saw that she was stunned on the spot and guessed the reason for her shock. He thought about it and casually added,
"Maybe it's because I'm good at strength."”
"I see." Snow Spirit nodded and finally convinced herself. She regained her smile and said,"Sharu, I didn't know you were so strong. Come, I'll bring you there!"”
Sallu followed behind the bouncing Snow Spirit. Looking at her graceful figure, he couldn't help but sigh
. This woman is so naive. She actually believed such a reason.”
But for some reason, Sallu felt that Snow Spirit's naivety was a little cute.
After
passing through the periphery and arriving at the place where the crowd was the most concentrated, Sharu realized that there was no arena in front of him. There was only a tall mountain that reached the clouds.
He looked at Snow Spirit with a puzzled gaze. The latter smiled faintly and said,
"Don't be anxious. Lord Felisa hasn't arrived yet. The tournament won't officially begin yet."”
"Fliesa…" When Sharroux heard this name, the image of Fliesa immediately appeared in his mind.
In the original novel, Fliesal was a cultivation genius, born of his father's sexual intercourse. He was born with unparalleled combat power and never cultivated. His only pleasure was destruction and killing.
He and his Frissa Army had borrowed the technology of other planets to create interplanetary spaceships for military invasions. The selected troops were large in quantity and of high quality. They all went to various resource-rich planets in the universe. After slaughtering the natives on them, they sold the planets to the planet merchants in the universe at a high price.
However, even though he was a cruel Emperor of Evil, Fliesa was usually polite and gentlemanly. Fliesa never called his subordinates by their names, but instead addressed them as ""Mr. Sabot","Mr. Dodoria"... Therefore, his subordinates had a high prestige in their hearts.
However, his tyrannical strength and the pride in his bones made him look down on everything. His gentlemanly demeanor was only his loincloth. Anyone who stood in front of him could feel that they were as small as dust.
Just like the equally conceited and powerful Saiyan prince, Vegeta.
He did not cry when his son died.
When he found out that the planet was destroyed, he didn't cry.
However, on Planet Namex, when faced with Flisa's third transformation, the absolute difference in strength between him and Flisa, as well as the incomparable darkness that made the most arrogant Saiyan prince despair, become weak, and shed tears.
"You are a low-level race that only has the ability to fight, Mr. Saiyan, right?”
When Flisa held Vegeta's hair upside down with one hand and said this coldly and politely, the cold and evil aura even penetrated the paper and rushed straight into the reader's face.
"Are we finally going to meet this guy?”Sharu couldn't help but get excited. He felt a fire burning in his heart, but he couldn't help but suppress it.
If one had to find a name for this flame…
That was the 'appetite'!
He desperately wanted to eat Flisa!
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