Chapter 1202

It was only then that he remembered that those people in the Fanatical Legion retreated as soon as they entered the mountain, and rarely went to the sect's points hall to exchange things, including combat skills.

It turned out that Lu Chen had taken care of everything!

"The benefits of your Fanatical Legion are not only pills, but also combat skills?"

At this moment, Qin Xing felt unbelievable and shocked.

"You guessed half right, it's not just pills and combat skills, there are more things you dream of wanting but can't get! Otherwise, do you think that my amazing combat power is really achieved by myself?

I really don't have that ability, it was all brought up by Senior Brother Lu Chen! "

Feilong looked at Qin Xing with disdain, and said angrily, "Actually, Lu Chen has a good impression of you, and wants to draw all of your Five Tribulations disciples into the legion and train them together."

"It's a pity, I hinted to you that you still rejected Senior Brother Lu Chen, because you are not on the right track, you really missed a great opportunity."

"Even if you go to Central Continent, you don't know how the welfare there is. Can it compare to our Fanatic Legion?"

Hearing Feilong's scolding, Qin Xing was speechless and walked down the ring silently.

At this moment, Qin Xing was in a complicated mood, and there was an unconcealable look of regret in his eyes.

"Nangong Zilong wins!"

With the sound of the golden venerable's referee falling, the match ended.

"The fat dragon is mighty!"

Gao Hai, Aishan and Shouhu, together with Quansheng, Vest and Niu Ding, shouted on the spot to refresh Fat Dragon.

Just in the surrounding area, those disciples of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm and the Five Tribulations of the Xuantian Dao Sect were all frowning and embarrassed.

They never expected that Qin Xing would lose to Feilong, and he would lose so quickly, this is really a ghost.

In other words, they are even more vulnerable in front of Feilong. How can this make them five-moving disciples feel so miserable?

Fat Dragon only has four calamities, and he has just passed the fourth calamity. I don't know if his realm has stabilized.

"Hey, you all shout together, Fat Dragon is mighty!"

Just when they thought they had seen a ghost, they encountered something even more terrifying. Ruhua came over with two giant hammers and asked them to cheer for Fat Dragon.

"This... Senior Sister Ruhua, it's just a sparring with your family, so you don't need such a big party?"

A disciple of Five Tribulations said with a bitter face.

"Are you shouting or not?"

Ru Hua wields two huge hammers in one hand and picks her nostrils in the other, her words are cold and threatening.

At the beginning, Lu Chen originally wanted to accept this group of Five Tribulations disciples into the army. If they joined, they would have a bright future.

It's a pity that this group of guys don't know the way, and they insist on walking the way of Central Continent with Qin. They really don't know what to do and waste Lu Chen's good intentions.

Therefore, Ruhua also disliked them more and more, and took the opportunity to embarrass these guys.

"The fat dragon is mighty!"

This group of Five Tribulations disciples shouted quickly, how dare they go against Ruhua's will.

Ruhua is a born strongman. This special physique has huge potential and high aptitude, not to mention combat power. Just looking at the two giant hammers that are the size of a table, you can tell that it is not easy to mess with.

Moreover, Ruhua has already reached the fourth calamity, it is absolutely easy to hit people by jumping over the steps, you can hang and beat them casually.

At this time, Fat Dragon, who was still standing on the ring enjoying the victory, never let go of this opportunity to pretend to be aggressive, and immediately raised his head: "Cut, I am not mighty, who is mighty?"

But at this moment, above the sky, in the clouds, there were voices coming down.

"This shield repair, I fancy!"

"Shield repairs are very rare, and I have fallen in love with them!"

"This son's vision is a hammer. It has the qualifications of a metalsmith. I want it!"

"Come here, lead this person to our side!"

After the voice fell, on the ring, beside Feilong, there were more golden venerables.

These golden venerables came to pull Feilong under the order of the above.

"Fat boy, you are blessed, my saint has found you, come with me."

"Feilong, right? My sage has also taken a fancy to you. If you don't come with me, when will you be?"

"That... Nangong Zilong, my saint wants me to take you away, I hope you don't refuse!"

These golden venerables all had smiles on their faces. Although the competition was fierce, they all maintained their demeanor. They didn't try to snatch people away, but let Feilong choose by himself.

"That's great, it's really great, but I haven't won the first place yet, and I can't make a choice at this time. I hope you, my lords, will wait and wait."

Fat Dragon was overjoyed and overjoyed, stepped down from the ring, and then flew away.

All the golden statues: "..."

"Brother, look at me, so many Central Continent forces are here to recruit me!"

The first time Feilong came back, he pretended to be aggressive to Lu Chen.

"Then why don't you take the family away?"

Lu Chen smiled.

"Tch, do they have the benefits of our legion?"

Fei Long, on the other hand, had a look of disdain, "Wouldn't it be a shame for me to go with them?"

"It is said that in order to train the people under the sect, the forces of Central Continent often enter into life-and-death experience, which is very suitable for you."

"I'm going, I hate life and death experience the most!"

"You are so cowardly, practice three or five times, and you will be able to get rid of your cowardice!"

"No, I won't change it!"

"why?"

"Counseling is my characteristic, if I change it, I won't be called Nangong Zilong anymore!"

"Fuck, don't hide!"

"Brother, don't hit me so hard!"

In the ordinary field, the second round of the final was also over. Wei Ping quickly defeated his opponent and easily entered the final.

Then, it was the final match, Feilong and Wei Ping decided for the first place.

But Feilong wanted to forfeit the race.

"What kind of game do you give up? It's useless! You don't sign up to play, and if you go up to play, you'll be the number one."

Lu Chen did not allow Feilong to abandon the game.

"If I win the first place, all those Central Continent forces will rob me."

Fei Long said with a bitter face, "Anyway, I achieved my goal of going up to fight, and Qin Xing also beat him, so what else is there to start with?"

"Last time when the Black Rock Sect was encircled and suppressed, Wei Ping was quite arrogant. Don't you want to beat him up along the way?"

Lu Chen said.

"Then why didn't senior brother beat him up, and I have to do it?"

"I don't want to bully the small with the big!"

"Me too!"

"roll!"

Lu Chen became impatient, stretched out his big foot, hit Feilong's ass, and kicked Feilong away.

"Hey, senior brother kicked me again for not talking about martial arts!"

Fat Dragon let out a loud cry, his whole body of fat flew across the air, but just fell on the ring, almost fell like a shit.

"Fat Long, come on, I am optimistic about you!"

Slender Tiger's laughter came from the rest area.

"Skinny boy, look back and see that I won't deal with you!"

Fat Long cursed, hurriedly got up, and saw a person standing in front of him.

"There is no need to be so generous!"

Wei Ping smiled, staring at Feilong, looking up and down, thinking about Feilong's combat power in his heart.