Chapter 1202 No need to be so generous
Only then did he remember that many members of the Fanatic Legion went into seclusion upon entering the mountain and rarely went to the sect's point hall to exchange for things, including combat skills.
It turns out that Lu Chen took care of everything!
"It turns out that the benefits of your fanatical legion are not only elixirs, but also combat skills?"
At this moment, Qin Xing felt unbelievable and shocked.
"You guessed half of it right. It's not just pills and combat skills, but also more things that you dream of but can't get! Otherwise, do you think that my amazing combat prowess is really something that I worked hard for?
I really don’t have that ability, it’s all thanks to Senior Brother Lu Chen’s guidance!”
Fei Long looked at Qin Xing with disdain and said angrily, "Actually, Lu Chen has a good impression of you and wants to recruit all of you Five Tribulations disciples into the legion and train them together."
"It's a pity that I have hinted and made it clear to you, but you still rejected Senior Brother Lu Chen. You just didn't follow the path. You really missed a great opportunity."
"Even if you go to Central Continent, the welfare there will not be as good as our Fanatic Legion?"
Listening to Fei Long'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 a trace of regret in his eyes that could not be concealed.
"Nangongzi Longsheng!"
As the golden-bodied venerable referee fell down, the game ended.
"The fat dragon is mighty!"
Gao Hai, Ai Shan and Shohu, plus Quan Sheng, Ma Jia and Niu Ding, started shouting on the spot to give Fei Long some energy.
But in the surrounding circle, those disciples of the Xuantian Dao Sect who were in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm of the Five Tribulations, all frowned and looked embarrassed.
They never expected that Qin Xing would lose to Fei Long and lose so quickly. This was really crazy.
In other words, they are even more vulnerable in front of Fei Long. How can this make them, the disciples of the Five Dynasties, feel so embarrassed?
Fat Dragon has only had four tribulations. He has just passed through the fourth tribulation. I don’t know if his state has stabilized yet.
"Hey, you guys should also shout together, the fat dragon is mighty!"
Just when they thought they saw a ghost, they encountered something even more ghostly. Ruhua came over with two giant hammers and asked them to cheer for the fat dragon.
"This...Senior Sister Ruhua, it's just a competition among my own family members. There's no need for such a big party, right?"
One of the Five Calamity disciples said with a sad face.
"Are you shouting or not?"
Ruhua wields two giant hammers in one hand and picks her nose with the other. Her words are cold and threatening.
At first, Lu Chen originally wanted to recruit these Five Tribulations disciples into the legion. If they joined, they would have a great future.
It's a pity that these guys are ignorant and insist on following Qin on the road of Central Continent. They are really ignorant and waste Lu Chen's good intentions.
Therefore, Ruhua became more and more dissatisfied with them, and would embarrass these guys whenever she had the chance.
"The fat dragon is mighty!"
This group of Five Tribulations disciples shouted quickly, how dare they go against Ruhua's wishes.
Ruhua is a born strongman. This special physique has huge potential and extremely high qualifications, not to mention combat power. Just looking at the two giant hammers as big as a table, you know that they are not easy to mess with.
Moreover, Ruhua has already reached the fourth calamity, it is absolutely easy to beat people beyond the level, and you can beat them casually.
At this time, Fei Long, who was still standing on the ring enjoying the victory, never let go of this opportunity to show off. He immediately raised his head and said: "Tsk, if I'm not mighty, who is?"
But at this moment, sounds came from high in the sky and among the clouds.
"I like this shield repairer!"
"Shield cultivators are very rare, and I fell in love with them!"
"This son's vision is to strike a hammer, and he has the qualifications of a caster. I want it!"
"Come here, bring this person to us!"
After the voice fell, on the stage, there were more golden lords around Feilong.
These golden-bodied venerables came to fatten the dragon on orders from above.
"Fat boy, you are lucky. My saint has chosen you. Come with me."
"Fat dragon, right? My saint has also taken a fancy to you. If you don't come with me, how long will it take?"
"Um...Nangong Zilong, my saint asked me to take you away, I hope you won't refuse!"
These golden-bodied venerables all had smiles on their faces. Although the competition was fierce, they all maintained their demeanor and did not try to grab anyone. Instead, they let Fei Long make his own choice.
"It's great, it's really great, but I haven't won the first place yet. I can't make a choice at this time. I hope all of you, your venerable lords, will wait and wait."
Fei Long looked flattered, and while happily retreating from the ring, he ran away like flying.
All the golden-bodied venerables: "..."
"Senior brother, look at me, so many Central Continent forces are recruiting me!"
The first time Feilong came back, he pretended to be cool with Lu Chen.
"Then why don't you take them away?"
Lu Chen smiled.
"Tch, their welfare is not as good as that of our army?"
Fei Long looked disdainful, "If I go with them, wouldn't I be undermining my talents?"
"It is said that the forces in Central Continent often undergo life and death training in order to train their subordinates. It is very suitable for you."
"I'll go, I hate the experience of life and death!"
"You are such a coward. If you practice three or five times, you will be able to get rid of your cowardice, right?"
"No, I won't change!"
"why?"
"Cowardice is my characteristic. If I change it, I won't be called Nangong Zilong!"
"Fuck, don't hide!"
"Senior brother, don't knock me!"
In the ordinary arena, the second game of the finals was also played. Wei Ping quickly defeated his opponent and easily entered the finals.
Then, it was the last game of the finals, where Fei Long and Wei Ping decided for the first place.
But Feilong wanted to give up the game.
"There is no chance of quitting the competition! If you don't sign up to compete, forget it. Since you participate in the competition, you will be knocked down from the first place."
Lu Chen did not allow Feilong to abandon the game.
"If I win first place, all those Central Continent forces will compete with me."
Feilong said with a grimace, "Anyway, I achieved my goal of going up and beat him, Qin Xing also beat him, what else is there to beat him?"
"Wei Ping was quite arrogant during the last round of the Black Rock Sect. Don't you want to beat him up by the way?"
Lu Chen said.
"Then why didn't Senior Brother beat him up? I had to beat him up?"
"I don't want to bully the small!"
"Me too!"
"roll!"
Lu Chen got impatient and stretched out his big foot, hitting Fei Long in the butt and kicking Fei Long away.
"Hey, senior brother doesn't follow martial ethics, so he kicked me again!"
Feilong yelled, and his body of fat flew across the air, but he just happened to fall on the ring, almost falling.
"Fat Dragon, come on, I'm optimistic about you!"
Shouhu's laughter came from the rest area.
"You damn boy, look back and I won't deal with you!"
Feilong cursed and hurriedly got up, and saw a person standing in front of him.
"No need to be so polite!"
Wei Pingpi smiled but stared at Feilong, looking up and down, thinking about Feilong's combat power.
This chapter has been completed!