"I advise you to put it on! At least you'll still have an intact corpse!"
"Otherwise, if you get beaten to pieces, it'll be hard for us brothers to help bury you!"
An Xinghe still refused:
"I don't like wearing armor. It'll affect my movements."
Seeing this, the soldier simply threw the armor aside:
"You can't persuade a damned fool bent on dying! Either way, you're going to die in the end."
"Once you see our Guard Captain, you'll regret your stupidity!"
Chapter 40: Your Majesty, Times Have Changed!
After refusing the armor, the soldier took An Xinghe into a circular arena.
At that moment, a burly man was already standing in the arena!
An Xinghe was 181 centimeters tall, while the other man stood two meters tall!
His body was covered in bulging muscles, his head was completely shaved, and his entire appearance was incredibly fierce!
He pointed at An Xinghe:
"You're the challenger?"
"Yes! Are you the Guard Captain?"
The man laughed and said:
"How could someone like me possibly be the Guard Captain? I'm just a referee!"
"Our captain is only coming over now!"
"Boom." "Boom." "Boom."
Heavy footsteps rang out, sounding exactly like an elephant walking!
The door opposite An Xinghe opened.
A man lowered his head as he crossed the threshold and entered the arena!
He was over three meters tall, his entire body wrapped in metal armor. The eyes revealed beneath his helmet gleamed with a beastly ferocity.
He held a massive spear in one hand and a large shield in the other!
The shield was about as wide as the front door of an ordinary household!
And the armor covering his body was at least three centimeters thick!
He hardly looked human. He looked more like one of the giants from Greek mythology!
Even An Xinghe was stunned by the Guard Captain's imposing presence!
No wonder the soldier had said that refusing to wear armor would likely get him beaten to pieces!
An Xinghe had no defensive equipment on him now. If the Guard Captain struck him with that spear, he would definitely be smashed to pieces!
While An Xinghe sized up the Guard Captain, the Guard Captain was sizing him up as well.
When he saw An Xinghe's height, he sneered:
"A bean sprout thinks he can defeat me?! How could you possibly marry our great Gray Queen!"
"Let me tear your body apart along with your delusions!"
"My name is Beowulf! The strongest man in Gray Country! Show me your weapon, Bean Sprout!"
An Xinghe tilted his head and looked at the imposing Beowulf, then pulled an F2 Sniper Rifle out of his pants...
Livestream.
[Dammit! I was worried about An Xinghe just now! I forgot he still had a Fine Grade sniper rifle!] [Isn't Beowulf's build practically a living target?!] [Referee! Someone's cheating! Everyone else is using melee weapons, but he's the only one using a firearm!] [Your Majesty, times have changed!] [I remember this sniper rifle was found in Lady's Castle. Cassandra, one of the three sisters, took him there to get it!] [Another bowl of golden soft rice! Huh, why did I say "another"?] [The situation instantly reversed!]
Beowulf looked at the F2 Sniper Rifle in An Xinghe's hands and mocked him:
"What kind of weapon is that?! It has neither an edge nor a blade! Calling it a fire poker would be giving it too much credit!"
"You actually intend to use that weapon to fight me, Beowulf??"
An Xinghe raised the sniper rifle, aiming the muzzle straight at Beowulf:
"Come on, you grandson!"
"You dare insult me! I'll grind you into dust!"
Beowulf raised his shield in front of himself and charged fiercely toward An Xinghe!
An Xinghe rolled his eyes.
Are you charging straight at me because you're afraid I won't be able to aim?
An Xinghe's finger pulled the trigger!
"Bang!"
A thunderous gunshot rang out. The 7.62mm bullet tore through the air, shot straight into Beowulf's body, and then pierced right through it!
Heavy armor might be able to withstand swords and blades, but it couldn't withstand the F2, which was practically the Grim Reaper himself!
Beowulf stared incredulously at the massive wound in his abdomen, clearly still lost in confusion.
What happened? Why am I injured? That Bean Sprout clearly hasn't moved from where he was standing, so how did he attack me?
However, that was also Beowulf's final thought!
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Two consecutive gunshots rang out. One struck his head, and the other struck his heart!
Beowulf's mountain-like body crashed to the ground!
The surrounding soldiers stared in shock!
They couldn't believe that Beowulf, who had been nearly invincible in their eyes, had been killed in less than two minutes!
And he had been killed without taking a single hit!
It was simply inconceivable! This was beyond what human strength could achieve! It was magic! It had to be magic!
An Xinghe raised the muzzle again, aiming it at the referee, and said coldly:
"What? Aren't you going to announce my victory?"
"Or do you want to die too?"
The referee's body trembled violently!
Faced with An Xinghe's unknown and terrifying method of killing, he was utterly terrified!
He hurriedly scurried over to An Xinghe and raised his hand:
"The... the winner of this match is... An Xinghe! Congratulations on earning the right to meet the Gray Queen!"
Chapter 41: I'm So Jealous!!
After successfully defeating the Guard Captain Beowulf, An Xinghe was taken to a room inside the Castle.
A maid came over and said:
"Mr. An, please wait here for a while. I'll take you to meet the Gray Queen afterward."
"If you can successfully put on the Crystal Slipper, you'll become the Queen's husband and the king of Gray Country."
"Good luck."
After leaving An Xinghe's room, the maid went straight to the room of the Gray Queen, Cinderella.
Cinderella lowered her eyes and asked:
"Did you get a good look?"
"Yes!"
"How big are his feet?"
"Size 45!"
Cinderella smiled cruelly:
"Go and bring me that Size 33 Crystal Slipper! If he can't put it on, kill him!"
"Yes... um..."
Cinderella noticed that the maid seemed to have something to say:
"Is there anything else you need to report?"
The maid bit her lip and gathered her courage:
"Your Majesty, I think this An Xinghe is very handsome and pleasing to look at. Why don't we let him go?"
Cinderella's eyes narrowed, and her voice was as cold as a bitter snowstorm:
"Do you want to wear a Crystal Slipper too?"
"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare!" The maid hurriedly fell to her knees. "I'll go right away! I'll go right away!"
An Xinghe waited in the room for about half an hour before the maid came over and said:
"Mr. An, the Queen is ready. You may go pay your respects now."
In the solemn royal hall, the Gray Queen Cinderella sat upon the highest throne. In front of her rested a small, delicate Crystal Slipper.
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