Those five young men and women actually needed to be accompanied by Master Wang and others.
"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"
The one who spoke was not Han Ziling, but the young man at the seventh level of the Divine Lord.
This person's name is Qi Ping, he is the number one master among the younger generation of Fengdu Sword Sect, and he is better than Han Ziling, Wang Changke and others.
He glanced at Lu Ming coldly and continued: "If you don't have any knowledge, don't speak randomly. Be careful of causing big trouble for yourself. Those geniuses are all foreign aid invited by the master and others.
It is a powerful race that is on the list of thousands of races in the prehistoric times, and it is not an ordinary race, ranking at least within the top three thousand!"
"It turns out to be foreign aid!"
Lu Ming whispered without even looking at Qi Ping.
"This kid..."
Seeing that Lu Ming dared to ignore him, Qi Ping's eyes flashed with a cold light.
He is the number one genius of the Fengdu Sword Sect and has a bright future. Every disciple of the Fengdu Sword Sect is respectful when they see him. But Lu Ming, this disciple who appeared out of nowhere, actually dares to ignore him.
It seems that this is humiliating him.
Of course, he had a bad tone and scolded Lu Ming. In his opinion, it was appropriate.
"Hmph, you will regret it if you dare to ignore me!"
Qi Ping snorted coldly in his heart, and then looked at the five foreign aid geniuses. A smile immediately appeared on his face, and he walked towards them with a smile on his face. He cupped his fists and said: "Brother Qi Ping, I have seen Brother Han, Yan
Brother..."
Um!
The five young men and women casually glanced at Qi Ping and expressed their gratitude, completely ignoring Qi Ping.
A mere so-called genius of the Fengdu Sword Sect is, in their eyes, vulnerable to a single blow.
If Fengdu Sword Sect hadn't spent a lot of money to invite them, they wouldn't bother to come here.
Being despised by the five foreign aid geniuses, Qi Ping still had a smile on his face, nodding and bowing, like a slave.
"What a shame!"
Han Ziling snorted coldly and looked a little unhappy.
The first genius of the Fengdu Sword Sect, acting like this has embarrassed the Fengdu Sword Sect as a whole.
"Qi Ping, please step back!"
Headmaster Wang couldn't stand it any longer and said something.
"Master, it's okay, I'll stay with Brother Han and the others!"
Qi Ping shamelessly refused to leave.
In his opinion, this is a rare and good opportunity. As long as he makes friends with these talented people who come from wealthy families, he will rise to great heights in the future.
Seeing this, Master Wang's face darkened.
"alright!"
Headmaster Wang said something, attracting everyone's attention.
"The Resource Covenant will be held in three days. Each force will send sixteen geniuses to participate in the competition. The one sent by our Fengdu Sword Sect is you!"
"The resource covenant is related to the resources of Fengdu Sword Sect for a long time in the future and the development of the sect, so this time, you must try your best to win glory for the sect!"
"I'll do my best!"
Han Ziling and others shouted loudly.
The five foreign aid geniuses just looked at them indifferently, with a touch of disdain and ridicule in their eyes.
In their opinion, this time the resource alliance, Fengdu Sword Sect will all rely on them.
Relying on the Fengdu Sword Sect? The highest level is only the seventh level of the Divine Lord? What's the use?
The five of them, the one with the lowest cultivation level, are all at the eighth level of the Divine Lord.
"Okay, let's go!"
Headmaster Wang announced.
This time the Resource Covenant was held on a planet called Hangu Star.
Hangu Star, League City, is where every resource covenant is held.
After they arrived, there was still one day left before the resource covenant would begin. They settled in a vast palace. This was the headquarters of the Fengdu Sword Sect in the alliance city.
League City was very prosperous. When Lu Ming and Han Ziling arrived for the first time, they naturally walked around. In the evening, when they returned to their place of residence, they were blocked by several people.
They are those five talented foreign players.
Now, Lu Ming already knows which races these five foreign aid geniuses come from.
Two of them are from the Sacred Heart Clan.
The Sacred Heart Clan ranks 1790th on the list of all races in the wild.
There are three other people from the Purple-Eyed Golden Goose Clan, ranked 1930 on the list of prehistoric tribes.
They are all races ranked within the top 2,000. They are famous in the ancient universe. Their racial talents are powerful and there are many talented people.
Among the five people, there was one divine king at the eighth level, three divine kings at the ninth level, and a young man from the Sacred Heart clan with a quasi-imperial level of cultivation.
This kind of person is not an ordinary quasi-emperor, but a quasi-emperor genius with very powerful combat power. His name is Han Feng.
Han Feng looked at Han Ziling with his eyes, revealing a ray of hot light.
"Miss Ziling, what a coincidence, we are going to have a drink and dinner, why not come together!"
Han Feng said, a pair of evil eyes scanning Han Ziling's body unscrupulously.
Han Ziling is very beautiful, but she has a heroic spirit that makes people want to conquer.
Han Ziling's face darkened, feeling uncomfortable being looked at.
"Sorry, I'm tired and want to go back and rest!"
Han Ziling said.
Obviously, this is just an excuse. Will the Divine Lord Realm get tired easily?
Sure enough, Han Feng's face darkened.
"Han Ziling, what do you mean by this? Do you think we are fools? I'm tired. Haha, Brother Feng asked you to eat to give you face. Don't be shameless. You know, your leader, in front of us,
It’s also polite!”
Next to him, another young man from the Sacred Heart tribe shouted coldly.
Han Ziling's face was also shocked and ugly. The other party was the genius of a big race and she couldn't afford to offend him.
But Han Feng obviously had evil intentions towards him, and she was absolutely unwilling to go with Han Feng, otherwise it would be even more dangerous.
"I'm sorry, Miss Ziling has agreed to go to dinner with me, but you are late!"
Lu Ming interjected.
Suddenly, several cold eyes looked at Lu Ming, with disdain and warning.
"Boy, do you have a brain problem or do you not know how to behave? Get out of here!"
Another young man from the Sacred Heart tribe shouted coldly.
As for Han Feng, although he didn't speak, his eyes were very cold.
If you are an ordinary person, you should recognize promotion at this moment.
But it happened that Lu Ming didn't know how to praise.
"Miss Ziling, let's go, I'll cook a banquet for you myself!"
Lu Ming didn't look at Han Feng and others at all, smiled at Han Ziling, and then walked towards the door.
Han Ziling understood and quickly followed.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Another young man from the Sacred Heart tribe shouted coldly, and with cold murderous intent, he burst out of his body and rushed towards Lu Ming.
Lu Ming's eyes turned cold and he was about to take action.
"Everyone, please be patient!"
In a flash, Headmaster Wang appeared and quickly stopped a few people.
With the God-Emperor around, they naturally couldn't take action.
"Master Wang, this is a disciple of your Fengdu Sword Sect. He is so arrogant and arrogant!"
Han Feng said coldly and quietly.
Headmaster Wang smiled bitterly in his heart. Unexpectedly, Lu Ming would confront Han Feng before the resource agreement started.