Chapter 910

Today's Chen fan is in fact a very tough person.

Before he came here, he had never heard of any zongmen's ranking war, nor did he understand Zhao Wuchen's idea. The reason why he didn't take the pills before was because he was cautious.

So where did he leave behind.

But Chen Fan smart on smart to seize Zhao Wuchen's weakness, the other side does not know whether he has a backhand, he also dare not bet!

Now that Deng Jiuge is dead, chen fan is the only one left in the Seven Star sect who can participate in the qualifying battle. If he leaves or dies, where will Zhao Wuchen go?

It can only be said that now he is lifting a stone and smashing his feet. He wants to let Chen Fan fight with Deng Jiuge and let Chen Fan fight with Deng Jiuge. After that, he firmly controls the winner. However, he did not expect chen fan to be such a little fox, leaving no flaws at all.

After this exchange, chen fan firmly holds the initiative in his own hands.

Even if Zhao Wuchen was angry, he did not dare to do something out of the ordinary.

After all, it's him who wants to be with Chen fan, isn't it?

"Good, good, good!" Three good words in a row fully show Zhao Wuchen's grief and indignation. He never thought that he would be played by a teenager in the end.

"Come on, what's your purpose and how can you participate in the zongmen battle?"

Feel Zhao Wuchen has compromised, chen fan mouth finally showed a smile, did not care to sit back on the chair.

Now that the rhythm is in his hands, he can act according to his will.

As a matter of fact, chen fan didn't repel that family position, but he thought it was a waste of time.

But that's not the case. If you give him enough benefits, what's the waste of time?

"In fact, I can understand the leader very well. After all, it must be very tiring for a person to run such a large sect."

"I've always wanted to share my worries for the head teacher, so it's not impossible for me to go to this school ranking battle..."

seeing Chen Fan's tone relax himself, Zhao Wuchen's eyes showed excitement again.

But before his excitement subsided, chen fan opened his mouth again.

"But... The head teacher can't let me fight in vain, can't he? Is it good? "

The voice just fell, Zhao Wuchen was stunned.

He also thought that Chen fan is what meditation, originally just want to ask for benefits, this is too simple.

"It's just an overseas casual practice, and I haven't seen anything in the world. Even if the talent and fighting power are amazing and the intelligence is as much as a demon, they will be involved in a little bit of petty gain."

Zhao Wuchen stroked his beard and meditated in secret, and recovered to the original state of wubo.

"Chen fan, you are right. If you take part in the qualifying war, how about I promise to send you one hundred thousand Chinese spirit stones?"

"Sorry, I can't!"

Chen Fan's answer is very simple, 100000 Lingshi, Zhao Wuchen should not take him as a beggar.

There are more than 100000 spirit stones left from the last gambling stone in his storage bag. He takes out this thing and wants to send him away?

"Well... What about Lingbao? How about the best Lingbao

"Sorry, I can't!"

I'm kidding. The life and death sword in Chen Fan's storage bag is the best spiritual treasure, and it can be upgraded at any time. There are two daggers left by the friar of the king of Wu, which is infinitely close to the magic weapon level.

Not to mention Chen Fan's magic weapon gun?

How can he get into his eye?

Zhao Wuchen continuously said a lot of benefits, but in the end, none of them was Chen Fan's favorite thing. It was really frustrating.

"Can you be specific about what you want?"

In the face of such a question, chen fan grinned and said, "why don't you let me go to the zongmen treasure house to choose?"