After solving this matter, the atmosphere became much more relaxed and happy.
Of course, Ning Hu was unavoidable from everyone’s nagging.
But he was so happy in his heart that he was no longer as irritable as usual and listened patiently.
"No, I want to participate too." Dudu said.
What?
Does she want to join too?
Dudu saw everyone's suspicious looks and said, "Why can Ning Hu do it but I can't?"
"Ning Hu is a boy." Ning Feiyang said.
"Equality between men and women." Dudu protested.
Ning Feiyang said: "You are right, men and women are equal. How about I let you go when your combat effectiveness reaches Ning Hu's level?"
"I..." Dudu hesitated.
"Sister, if you put your energy on eating delicious food above your cultivation, I believe you will catch up with me soon." Ning Hu said with a smile.
"You kid deserves a beating." Dudu raised his arm and was about to take action.
"Ouch." Ning Hu ran away.
Dudu chased and beat him.
Everyone laughed out loud again when they saw this.
As everyone expected, Dudu's idea was completely different from Ning Feiyang's. It was just a whim, purely for fun.
Gave up soon.
The next day.
Ning Hu is ready.
"Let's go, your parents will send you to register." Ning Feiyang said.
"Yeah." Ning Hu didn't object.
He knew in his heart that if his mother didn't deliver it in person, she would definitely not be relieved.
A family of three rushed towards the joint organization.
Special warfare training team.
The registration office is open, if you want to join, you are welcome at any time.
As long as there are no problems in the review, you can enter combat mode immediately, and the effect is very high.
There were several parents outside with their children, who also came to join the special warfare training team.
Ning Feiyang was not idle last night. He used the bloodline secret method to upgrade Ning Hu's cultivation to the Immortal King realm.
One star in Immortal King Realm.
Of course, his true combat effectiveness is far less than that of a cultivator who works hard to improve himself.
Ning Feiyang also told him that he should not expose his cultivation until the critical moment, and he must do it step by step.
The level of combat power is the same as the level of cultivation.
Even, it is appropriate to hide one's clumsiness.
Only in this way can we remain invincible.
Ning Hu kept it in mind.
The cultivation level he currently displays is only one star in the Immortal Master Realm.
Ning Feiyang, on the other hand, also hid his strength and controlled one star in the Great Immortal Master Realm.
As for Chu Miaoke, his cultivation level is not high to begin with, so there is no need to hide it.
Among the team, the family's cultivation seemed very mediocre.
"The number has been issued. According to the order of priority, get the number and register." A cultivator came out of the joint organization.
He held many numbers in his hand.
One per person.
Everyone collects on a first-come, first-served basis.
Ning Feiyang was relatively far ahead, ranked third.
"Two people are handling this at a time, No. 1 and No. 2. Follow me first."
The cultivator from the joint organization spoke.
Everything is in order.
At this time, another group of families came over.
"I want a number too, give me one." The chubby, somewhat greasy practitioner shouted loudly.
"Yeah." The practitioners from the joint organization called out.
No. 20.
Then, another woman, dressed elegantly and luxuriously, came over holding a man's hand.
The man was not young, but he looked a little childish, and his whole body exuded the smell of a dandy.
"Mom, I don't want to join this bullshit special operations training team, why are you forcing me?" the man said dissatisfied.
"Dear son, what are you talking about? The sect has already said that if you want that position, you must go through the baptism of the special operations training team."
"Your father and I have traveled so many paths and spent so many resources for you, and now you say you're not happy with it?"
The graceful and luxurious woman said with seriousness and sincerity.
"I don't want to participate. That's just wishful thinking on your part." He Chao said dissatisfied.
"You don't want to marry that woman anymore?" the greasy cultivator said in a deep voice.
When He Chao heard this, his eyes gleamed, and he couldn't wait to ask: "As long as you join the special warfare training team, you can marry Lingling?"
"Look at your future." said the elegant woman, "As long as you succeed, pass the baptism, and be recognized by the sect, it doesn't matter."
"That's great. I want to join the special warfare training team. Hurry up, Dad, arrange for me to come in quickly. I don't want to wait any longer." He Chao shouted.
The greasy cultivator reassured: "Okay, okay, haven't you already received your number? We are queuing up."
"There are so many people ahead, more than a dozen of them. I can't wait for how long it will take." He Chao said dissatisfied.
"Who told you that you were so nagging and unwilling to come here, otherwise you wouldn't be so far back in the queue?" the greasy man replied.
The elegant woman looked forward and saw that there were indeed many people there.
The personal review of the special operations training team is not very fast. If we wait seriously, it will take at least until the afternoon.
"I don't care. If you don't hurry up, I will leave. I won't participate." He Chao threatened.
His appearance and expression are just like those of a child.
"Lao He, hurry up." The elegant woman urged.
"Why am I so fast?" the greasy man said dissatisfied.
The elegant woman said: "There are so many people in front of you, why don't you find someone to change your number and replenish some fairy stones?"
That's true.
The greasy man walked forward, came to the front, and asked: "Friend, are you number three?"
"That's right." Ning Feiyang replied.
"Well, I also have a number in my hand, but it's a little behind. Can you change it?" the greasy man said, "I will make up the difference."
Ning Feiyang didn't even think about it and refused on the spot: "Sorry, I'm in a hurry too."
"Here...I'll give you three million fairy stones." The greasy man offered the price.
"No need." Ning Feiyang refused again.
"Five million." The greasy man increased the price.
Ning Feiyang shook his head and said, "You can find someone else."
"Ten million." The greasy man spoke again.
"You don't understand me? I asked you to find someone else. I don't plan to change my number." Ning Feiyang spoke again.
How could this immortal stone exchange his time?
Besides, he didn't feel happy looking at this family, so why should he change it?
The greasy man was disgraced and felt a little unhappy. He wanted to make a deal with No. 4.
But his son He Chao was not happy and walked over quickly.
"What's going on? Do you guys have any sense of public morality? I've given you immortal stones, what else do you want?" He Chao said dissatisfied.
"If you give me the fairy stone, you can do whatever you want?" Ning Feiyang asked calmly.
He Chao looked at Ning Feiyang and said angrily: "You are so weak, how dare you challenge us?"