As time passed, no one continued to cause trouble, because Meng Xiaobao's strength had shocked them.
The most embarrassing thing is the Han family. They originally had a flag, but now the last flag has been taken away.
Meng Xiaobao directly handed the flag to Mo Linglong.
Mo Linglong was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "Forget it, Meng Xiaobao, I am indeed not strong enough to achieve good results in later competitions, so I will give it to others, but if I have the opportunity to come again next year, I will definitely have the strength to compete for a spot.
"
"Linglong, take it first, Meng Xiaobao can't hold two flags now." Gu Ling'er said with a slight smile.
Now Meng Xiaobao's team has a total of five flags.
"Leader Ling'er, you really don't care. Although Han Qianqiu went too far before, she is still considered a seed player. If she cannot participate, it will be a loss for us Licheng warriors." Huang Ying said.
"She didn't ask for it. What can I do? And do you think I have the final say on that flag?"
Gu Ling'er couldn't help but glance at Meng Xiaobao. I'm afraid only Meng Xiaobao can make the decision on this flag now.
She didn't want to cause any estrangement between Meng Xiaobao and the Gu family because of Han Qianqiu. That would be a petty loss.
Huang Ying is a little anxious. She is a person who puts the overall situation first.
But he didn't know how to communicate with Meng Xiaobao. To be honest, he felt that if the flags in the hands of Mo Linglong and Wang Xiaohu were really used in the competition, it would be a waste of two flags.
As if feeling Huang Ying's embarrassment, Mo Linglong sighed: "Meng Xiaobao, what are you going to do with this flag? You won't really let me participate in the next competition. I think the one who can enter the next round will be the big one."
Most of them are in the later stages of cultivation, so I’m just looking for abuse.”
"Ahem, I didn't mean that."
Meng Xiaobao's face was filled with black lines, and he immediately looked at Gu Ling'er and Huang Ying: "Except for the Han family, you can give this flag to whoever you want, I won't stop you."
Huang Ying and Gu Ling'er were slightly stunned.
When Han Qianqiu, who was sitting not far away, heard this, he almost spit out a bright red mouthful. This kid really holds a grudge.
But Wang Xiaohu was slightly stunned because he felt Huang Ying looking at him.
Meng Xiaobao coughed dryly: "That Miss Huang, the fat man's flag was found by himself, and it should be decided by himself."
Meng Xiaobao said and then looked at Fatty: "Fatboy, if my guess is correct, you should have reached the later stage of cultivation."
Gu Ling'er and Huang Ying, Mo Linglong were both stunned, looking at Meng Xiaobao with astonishment on their faces.
No matter what aspect you look at, Wang Xiaohu doesn't look like a late-stage master. First of all, Wang Xiaohu has no background, scarce resources, and a wretched look on his face. No matter how you look at it, you don't think he is someone with this talent.
But at this moment, the fat man looked at Meng Xiaobao with a shocked face.
"Brother Xiaobao, you, how do you know?"
"I feel that although you hide it well, as everyone's cultivation level improves, some subtle changes will occur in the body, especially the bones and tendons. Before, I felt that your bones and tendons seemed to be no better than normal.
His later cultivation was poor, that’s why I made this guess.”
"Let me go, brother Xiaobao, you are really awesome. I, a fat man, rarely admire people in my life. You are one of them. I do hide that a little bit, but I definitely have no malice. And I can also feel that I am definitely not Xiaobao.
Brother, your opponent." The fat man chuckled.
"Are you really a master at the late stage of Anjin?" Huang Ying still asked in disbelief.
The fat man suddenly smiled awkwardly: "Hey, I know I don't look much like that, but my current cultivation level does seem to have reached the cultivation level of An Jin's late stage."
What Meng Xiaobao said just now is actually only part of his speculation. The reason why Meng Xiaobao is relatively sure that Fatty has this strength is actually because Meng Xiaobao discovered that Fatty's physique is different, and when he was resting to regain his strength, Meng Xiaobao clearly felt it when Fatty absorbed spiritual energy.
The fat man's absorption speed was almost as fast as his own.
You must know that the exercises you practice are soul arts, passed down from ancient times.
But does this fat man have the same adventures as himself?
Meng Xiaobao is not sure, but this fat man is definitely not simple, or in other words, this fat man's cultivation method is not simple.
"It really doesn't look like it."
Huang Ying and Mo Linglong both shook their heads, leaving the fat man with black lines on his face.
"This is too shocking!" Mo Linglong said with a wry smile.
She used to think that she had good talent, but after participating in the competition this time, she found that compared with these people, her talent seemed to be at the lower-middle level.
And this is because Meng Xiaobao gave him the elixir, otherwise he might be at the bottom.
"Hey, brother Xiaobao, how about we leave our contact information after you go out? I'm determined to be your friend." The fat man chuckled.
"No problem at all."
Meng Xiaobao couldn't help but smile. Although this fat man was a bit wretched, he was not a bad person.
As time passed, warriors slowly began to gather, and among them Meng Xiaobao also saw an old acquaintance of the Hong family. However, it seemed that the Hong family was unlucky, with several people injured and no flags in their hands.
Sixty people came in, but by the time they gathered, there were only about 40 people there.
There must have been some seriously injured people who withdrew from the game midway.
Meng Xiaobao also observed that the total number of flags obtained by Licheng seemed to be less than ten, while his own team had already reached five flags.
It surprised many people.
"Brother, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Otherwise, with your strength, you would definitely be able to keep that flag. They are too despicable."
At this moment, two voices sounded from the corner of the crowd. Because they were not far from Meng Xiaobao and his team, Meng Xiaobao also heard the conversation.
I couldn't help but glance at it, and I saw that there were only two people in the team, and neither of them seemed to be too old. The man looked like he was in his mid-twenties, and the woman looked like she was in her mid-twenties.
The man looks very soft and always has a slight smile on his face, while the woman looks more innocent and cute.
"It doesn't matter, our age can still participate next year. I believe we will definitely get good results next year." The man comforted.
The woman obviously still felt very guilty: "But it's all my fault, otherwise, brother, you will definitely get a good ranking this year and restore the glory of our Lin family."
"Xuanxuan, don't think so. It's only a matter of time to revive the family. Now all the hopes of our Lin family are in our hands. Your talent is no worse than mine. I believe that as long as there is enough time, our Lin family will create greater glory again."
, believe in brother."
"Um."
Meng Xiaobao couldn't help but sigh when he saw the appearance of the two people. There were only two people in a team, and even if they were very strong, they might not be able to get the flag.
"Fat man, do you know who they are?"
The fat man immediately looked at the two people. When he saw the woman, his eyes suddenly lit up: "I'm not sure, I've never seen her before."