The audience was stunned, and all the voices disappeared.

The training of the Holy Dragon Guardian can be seen by the people in the city every day. In the eyes of ordinary people, Eden is also a fairly good general.

But no one would have imagined that such a favored person would lose so completely in front of this man named Gaunt, who came out of nowhere.

Only the Grace siblings, as well as some people who can see Gaunt's strength clearly, are not surprised.

Gaunt's shot wasn't heavy, so Eden quickly came to his senses. He knew he was defeated, but he was so defeated that he couldn't understand what was happening.

Jia Zhengjin entered the arena, glared at Gaunt helplessly, and then raised his hand and announced loudly: "Commander Gaunt has successfully defended his military position, and will not accept any challenges within one year from now! The challengers Amber and Eden have failed to advance, and I hope that they can be diligent in cultivating their combat skills in the future and do their own work well within this year! Then, I declare that the Navy Commander Challenge is over! Next, we will rest for 30 minutes, and then we will conduct the second competition of the Great General Position Challenge!"

No one objected to Jia Zhengjin's order.

Gaunt and Eden left the field one after another and returned to their seats.

Although the arena was empty, and it would not continue until 30 minutes later the second match, all the people were in high spirits, and no one wanted to leave casually.

The reason why he had to rest for 30 minutes was actually because Jia Zhengjin considered that the game ended too quickly, and Wolf must not have memorized the answer to the second round of military common sense, so he had to give him some time.

However, it was probably boring to sit stupidly, and suddenly a tall young man about two meters tall and full of muscles suddenly jumped out of the crowd.

The young man jumped directly into the arena, walked forward under everyone's surprised gaze, and knelt down on one knee in front of Jia Zhengjin: "Lord Kean, instead of making everyone wait silly during this time, it's better to have some fun!" The young man said loudly, "I want to have a friendly match here, so that everyone can have some fun while resting, I don't know if you allow it?"

"Who is he?" Jia Zhengjin saw the young man's face, and knew that he must be from the Miltai tribe. So he turned to the Minister of the Interior, Bakla, the patriarch of the Miltai tribe.

Bacla looked embarrassed and looked at Jia Zhengjin apologetically and replied: "Lord Keane forgive me! This is my ignorant nephew Orwell. My brother died of illness, so I entrusted him to me. I usually spoil this kid so much that he doesn't have a good ......."

"It's okay!" Jia Zhengjin laughed, "I don't mind." Look at him he's quite strong, have you practiced combat skills?"

"No!" Bacla hurriedly shook his head, "This kid has never practiced combat skills, but he just has a lot of strength!"

"Oh~" Jia Zhengjin nodded and turned his head to look at Orwell, "It turned out to be the nephew of the Buckla patriarch!

Seeing that Jia Zhengjin did not blame, but talked to himself with a pleasant face. Orwell's face was happy: "Lord Keane, I don't have anything else, but I'm quite confident in terms of strength! So I want to see if I'm the most powerful in Holy Dragon City! Now anyway, during the break, I want to challenge everyone in the city! If anyone feels confident in terms of strength, then come out and wrestle with me! If you win me, I'll give me 5 gold coins as a reward!"

When these words came out, the scene immediately exclaimed.

5 gold coins is already a small amount of money that Jia Zhengjin doesn't look at all. He is spending millions of dollars now, and he really doesn't feel anything.

But for ordinary people, 5 gold coins is a huge amount of money. Although gold coins are of little use in the Holy Dragon City, after all, there are only one or two shops, and they are all expensive to death. But that doesn't stop them from blushing at the money.

"Oh, anyone can do it?" Jia Zhengjin asked curiously when he saw that he was so confident.

"Lord Keane, anyone can do it!" Orwell laughed loudly, "I'm very confident in strength! Even if the general comes down in person, I'm not afraid! Maybe I can't beat the general, but the general is not necessarily as powerful as me!"

"Wow~!!" As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

Jia Zhengjin also didn't believe that Wolf now had the strength of the seventh order. No matter how strong you are, you can compare to a seventh-order powerhouse? You are even confident that you can win? This is too big! So I couldn't help but laugh and said, "Really fake?"

"If Lord Keane doesn't believe me, let the General go down and have a fight with me!" Orwell said loudly.

"General, General, ......" The scene immediately erupted into a burst of shouts, all of which were not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Jia Zhengjin deliberately set aside time so that Wolf could memorize the answer. Of course, it was impossible to agree, so he said with a smile: "General Wolf conserves his strength for the second competition, so it is inconvenient to participate! It's better to be like this, whoever is confident that he can win Orwell with his strength can come out and challenge it! In addition to the 5 gold coins that Orwell personally took out, the winner can also get an additional 50 gold coins sponsored by me!"

These words immediately aroused a strong reaction at the scene, 55 gold coins is for ordinary people to get rich overnight, and become rich in an instant!

As soon as the words fell, a big man with a tiger's back took the lead in entering the arena and shouted: "The gold coins belong to me!"

Those who were not as fast as him could only retreat first, shouting loudly and continuously.

"Lord Keane, if I win, will I be able to get those 50 gold coins?" Orwell asked Jia Zhengjin directly without looking at the big man who entered the arena.

Jia Zhengjin laughed: "If you win, I'll give you 55 gold coins!"

"Lord Sheikian!" Orwell laughed heartily and turned to face the big man, "If you want gold, win me first!"

"I don't lose more than strength!" said to Orwell with a smile, "Come on!"

This big man Jia Zhengjin is not very familiar with either, he is neither a Miltai nor a member of Tina's village. It should be the people who fled from other countries or cities before and stayed in the Holy Dragon City.

There were thousands of people like him who came from outside, in addition to the Miltais.

The two big men stood together, and the momentum came out immediately.

The audience was in a warm atmosphere, cheering for Orwell and the big man who did not announce his name.

"Boy, come on!" the big man waved at Orwell, "Do you want me to give you a hand?"

"I'll make you almost!" Orwell stepped forward and reached out to grab the big man's shoulder, "Don't talk nonsense, come on!"

"Then let's see who has the most strength!" the big man grabbed Orwell's arm and at the same time stepped forward, hooked his calf with his right foot, and pressed it with all his might.