The strongest talent tree

Chapter 1139

"I see." Feng Hao suddenly nodded and couldn't help but curiously asked: "By the way, are the treasures in Pangu's treasure house very good?"

"Can you agree with the heritage our clan has accumulated over hundreds of millions of years?" Pan Hong was slightly proud.

"Tsk, tsk, then I need to fight for it." Feng Hao said in wonder: "By the way, the reward for No. 1 should be more generous, right? Don't tell me that the rewards for the top ten are all the same."

Pan Hongzheng laughed dumbly and said: "That's natural. The top five can choose two treasures, the No. 1 can choose three treasures, and the top four can also choose an additional four inheritances."

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Feng Hao said hello three times and set the target on No. 1 without hesitation.

Originally it was just to show off and attract attention, but now it seems that there are other benefits after winning No. 1.

Although Feng Hao has already obtained a [Hongwu Monument], no one can have too many heaven-level secrets, not to mention that his magic power limit is very high, which is enough to carry more secrets.

In addition, when he played against Pan Huangjing last time, [Xuantian Combat Technique] left a deep impression on him.

Now that he had this opportunity, Feng Hao would not miss it.

Hearing Feng Hao's high interest, Pan Hongzheng couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Xiao Hao, you don't want to compete for the first place, do you?"

"Why, can't you?" Feng Hao asked with a confident smile.

"Uh..." Pan Hong was stunned and speechless, and after a long time he continued: "Forget it first, you can't fight."

"Hehe, ideals are always necessary, what if they come true?" Feng Hao smiled lightly, too lazy to argue.

Pan Hongzheng sighed helplessly: "Although your record in attacking Dahongmen is amazing, you have not yet reached level [-]. You are at an absolute disadvantage in controlling the air alone. Among the core disciples of the younger generation, They are all at the level of enlightenment, you should know what this means."

After listening to what Pan Hongzheng said, Feng Hao couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

To be honest, if it were just a head-on confrontation, he would definitely have absolute confidence, but controlling the air was indeed a big problem.

"Uncle Zheng is right, flying in the air is indeed a big problem." Feng Hao nodded thoughtfully, "Oh~ By the way, can you let your magic pet assist in the competition?"

"This..." Pan Hong frowned and said thoughtfully: "If there is a contract, it is allowed. After all, there are still some summoning magicians in each clan."

"That's good." Feng Hao smiled happily. As long as Xiaobai could participate in the battle, flying in the air would not be a problem for him.

Pan Hongzheng also knew that Feng Hao had a level [-] magic pet, but he didn't know how powerful Xiao Bai really was. "Your little wolf dog can indeed help you a little, but there is still a big gap between its own flying and the flying of a mount. "

"I know this, I will pay attention to it during the competition." Feng Hao smiled and nodded.

After continuing to exchange a few words, Feng Hao hung up the summons.

At this time, there were more and more people in Pangu City, and the magic lights on the streets complemented the moonlight.

Feng Hao originally wanted to find a place to rest for the night, but when he saw that the magicians on the street were getting more and more excited, he gave up the idea of ​​resting.

The noise continued until the next day. Early in the morning, with the help of many clan staff, the first round of the arena competition quickly started.

As Feng Hao is a core disciple, Pangu Lingzhong immediately received the competition arrangements: [Core disciple Pan Honghao, please go to Arena No. 88 within half an hour to defend the competition. 】

"Haha, Arena No. 88 is quite auspicious~!"

Feng Hao smiled jokingly and rode Xiaobai directly to where he was sitting in the 88th ring.

Perhaps it was because the competition had just started and the admission notice had just begun, so when Feng Hao rushed to the ring, except for two level [-] staff members, there was no one waiting.Seeing Feng Hao riding Xiao Bai over, the two staff members were slightly surprised, "Are you Pan Honghao?"

"That's right." Feng Hao nodded politely: "Do you two have anything to give me?"

"Uh." The two staff members said with dazed eyes: "The competition will start in more than half an hour. Each arena challenge has a 10-minute recovery time. We will prepare sufficient recovery elixirs for you."

Feng Hao nodded clearly and said, "Is there anything else?"

"Gone."

"Then what should I do now?"

"Just go to the ring and wait. The challengers and onlookers will probably be here soon."

Feng Hao nodded indifferently and signaled Xiaobai to jump up to the center of the ring, then leaned on Xiaobai's plush body and waited patiently.

His eyes inadvertently swept around the arena, and the majestic and vast venue came into view clearly.

All the arenas are like a string of beads surrounding the main arena, and within the huge main arena are endless spectator seats with a sea of ​​people, as well as subjective combat seats on the central stage.

Looking from afar, a steady stream of people were entering the venue, filling the empty main arena.

A few minutes later, a huge annular light curtain appeared above the main arena, projecting the images of each arena on it so that all spectators could clearly see the images of each arena.

"Dear me, a wealthy family is different. This handwriting, this momentum... is simply amazing~!"

Feng Hao couldn't help but marveled. He vaguely saw many core disciples arriving in his arena through the ring light curtain. Some of them triggered overwhelming cheers as soon as they entered the arena. Especially when Pan Huangjing entered the arena, the entire The main arena was almost collapsed, and from a long distance away, they could feel the ring under their feet trembling.

No way, this is the power of popularity.

Time passed slowly, and many challengers came under the ring one after another, but Feng Hao didn't care about these, because his eyes were attracted to ring No. 89 and ring No. 90 next door.

The reason is very simple, because the core disciples in these two arenas are none other than Pan Yuxing and Pan Hong Tianxia who were promoted to the core after him.

Pan Yuxing was fine. He stood in the middle of the ring with his sword in hand. He looked at Feng Hao coldly from time to time, his face full of arrogance.

But Panhong Tianxia is different, when Feng Hao looks at him, he also looks at Feng Hao.

Before Feng Hao could speak, Pan Hongxia sneered and said, "Boy, we meet again!"

Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, then responded with a wicked smile: "No matter how big or small, according to the clan's rules, you have to call me Senior Brother, come on, come on, call me Senior Brother and listen."

"..." Pan Hongtianxia's forehead went dark, and he was almost furious, but he was unable to refute anything.

Because according to the clan's rules, he should indeed call Feng Hao senior brother.

"You kid, don't be too happy. Wait until the second round of points competition, and I will let you know who is the senior brother." Pan Hongtianxia gritted his teeth and snorted, as if he was laughing at something, and a sarcastic sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: " Oh~ By the way, with your strength, it’s still a matter of time whether you can advance to the second round, or you won’t even be able to hold the ring by then, hahaha~!”

"Thank you for your concern, junior brother." Feng Hao smiled lightly, glanced at Solo and others who had just arrived under the No. 90 ring, and sneered meaningfully: "I advise you to ask for your own blessings~!"

After saying that, he turned his attention to the crowd under his thunder platform and ignored Panhong Tianxia.

(End of this chapter)