Unorthodox Evolution: This Dog Has a Censor Bar, Run!

Blue Star was dragged by the Heavenly Dao to compete in a tournament. As a member of the united national squad, Li Qingyu always felt that... weren't all his teammates acting like protagonists?...

Chapter 833 The System's Second Strike

The fragmentation of a small black hole.

The figures who were trying to fish, slack off, or suck fish were instantly frozen in place.

The shattered fragments of space covered his head and face.

Fortunately...

These were all powerful figures at the Nascent Soul or even Dao Integration levels; at most, they were a bit disheveled, but not seriously injured or disfigured.

After escaping.

I noticed several figures around me, holding fishing rods, shirtless, and pouting.

Li Qingyu simply couldn't bear to look.

Qiao Cheng, however, was extremely excited.

"Daddy!~"

"Hey, sweetie, are you hungry?"

The burly man with the pouting lips was the first to return to normal, his expression excited.

I'm hungry!

Qiao Cheng's only concern is eating.

As for being surrounded and killed by goblins, that was long forgotten.

.........................

Not long after.

Inside the luxurious restaurant of the White Ice Royal City Lord's Mansion, which covers an area of ​​10,000 square meters.

The aroma was wonderful, and the steam filled the air.

Several figures sat around a large round table laden with food.

"Young friend Qingyu, let me introduce myself first. I am the city lord of Baibing Royal City, and also Qiao Cheng's father, Qiao Laobing."

Qiao Laobing was wearing a pure blue Taoist robe that was stretched taut by his muscles, and he had a square face and round ears.

It's obvious at a glance...

Qiao Cheng was most likely adopted.

“This one,” Qiao Laobing pointed to the left, to the thin old man carrying a fishing rod, “is Master Zhang, in charge of weather forecasts for the Nine Provinces.”

The skinny old man smiled and nodded at Li Qingyu.

"Let's go fishing sometime."

“This one,” Qiao Laobing pointed to the right, at the fat old man who had just taken off his clothes and was about to slack off, “Captain Ma of the security brigade of Baibing Royal City, a top student in slacking off.”

The fat old man grinned at Li Qingyu.

"Let's slack off together sometime."

That concludes the brief introduction.

Qiao Laobing ignored Qiao Cheng, who was cooking hot pot in her mouth, and looked at Li Qingyu with a gentle expression.

"Qingyu Daozi, that..."

"What just happened...?"

"Goblin."

Li Qingyu spoke succinctly, casually playing with the spiritual fire in his palm.

He glanced at Qiao Cheng beside him and thought that if he had time, he could help Qiao Cheng with her bowel movements. She could eat so much but didn't poop, which was putting too much strain on her large intestine and was bad for her health.

"Goblin?"

"As expected... I heard that the goblins recently wiped out the elves and unified the ten continents. It seems that it is true."

Qiao Laobing seemed to be deep in thought.

"It's unbelievable. I thought the elves would win, but who would have thought that the goblins would be the victors in the end..." Master Zhang stroked his beard, also somewhat incredulous.

This only proves one thing.

Captain Ma tapped the table, his expression serious.

"The goblin child born this time... is extremely terrifying."

At this point, Captain Ma turned to look at City Lord Qiao.

"Lord City Lord, why don't I take the Imperial Weapon and go to the Ten Continents to kill the Goblin's Dao Child first?"

"They do the first day of the month, we'll do the fifteenth!"

"This..." Lord Qiao hesitated for a moment.

Seeing this, Li Qingyu waved his hand.

"You don't need to intervene; just let things take their course."

"By the way, let me see the imperial artifacts of White Ice Royal City. That's what I came here for."

"Huh?" City Lord Qiao was taken aback, then instantly came to his senses. "Captain Ma, bring out the Imperial Artifact and let Qingyu Daozi take a look."

Captain Ma didn't dawdle.

He raised his right hand.

Suddenly, a uniquely designed golden revolver appeared...

Li Qingyu remained silent for a while.

Why can't this broken world maintain a good cultivation style all the time? Why does it always have to have to introduce some troublesome things?

"This imperial weapon was left behind by the Great Emperor Cannon of our human race. It still has three chances left to kill with a single blow against a higher-level opponent," Lord Qiao explained.

"If Qingyu Daozi likes it, then this imperial weapon will be given to Qingyu Daozi."

Lord Qiao was incredibly generous.

If we can win the championship, what does an imperial weapon matter?

According to historical records, the rewards for winning a single match at this level would far surpass the benefits to the entire human race of the Nine Provinces, far exceeding what one or two imperial artifacts could provide.

That's true cultural heritage!

The profound civilizational foundation that elevates the overall strength of the human race!

"No, thank you."

Li Qingyu shook his head.

This imperial artifact is clearly not pure enough; it doesn't contain even a single fragment of the Heavenly Dao.

That's a damn thing.

It seems so.

Not all imperial artifacts represent fragments of the Heavenly Dao.

However, since the imperial artifacts of the White Ice Royal City did not contain fragments of the Heavenly Dao, Li Qingyu did not want to stay any longer.

He's not here for tourism; he doesn't have time to have dinner with anyone.

"I'll go check on the goblins."

"You guys protect Qiao Cheng."

Li Qingyu summoned the Yellow Heaven to lift him up.

Since the human race's imperial artifacts are gone, let's examine the imperial artifacts of other states and see what their composition is.

Anyway, the competition doesn't start for another two months.

Take a stroll.

Nothing...

[Ninth Universe System: Congratulations to the seventh civilization for successfully joining the Civilization Competition! The competition countdown has been shortened to one month.]

If no other civilization joins the queue within a month, a civilization possessing the Dao Child will be randomly selected to join the competition queue.

[Friendly reminder: Please protect your own Michiko.]

What does it mean?

Li Qingyu's expression hardened, then quickly returned to normal.

It's okay, there's still a month left.

You can still slip away...

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