The strongest talent tree

Chapter 556 My surname is He
"Get out of here!" Blood Soul couldn't help but swear. In his opinion, the War Law Alliance was clearly adding insult to injury.

But Cao Zhengfeng didn't think so. He really felt that it was a pity. Only by handing [Thunder Yin] to their disciples of the War Law Alliance could the true power of [Thunder Yin] be truly unleashed.

"Don't be angry, fellow Taoist. I'm negotiating business with you very seriously. Don't worry, as long as your sect agrees to take action, the price will definitely be easy to negotiate."

"Go away, if you don't want to sell it, you won't sell it!" Xuehun almost vomited blood in anger.

"Tch~!" Cao Zhengfeng curled his lips angrily, stroked his beard and complained: "If you don't want to sell it, you won't sell it. Why are you so angry?"

On the side of the temple, when Xi Yueyao saw the victory of the Temple of Thieves, she threw the snacks in her hand into the air and cheered. The snacks scattered all over everyone, including Mo Qiangu, a master of enlightenment.

"Damn girl, can't you restrain yourself?" Xi Yueluan said with black lines on his head, "Hurry up and apologize to Grandpa Mo!"

Xi Yueyao came to her senses with a hum and reluctantly curled her lips and said, "I'm sorry."

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay." Mo Qiangu secretly brushed off the snack residue on his body and said with a slight twitch in the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the thief master on the side smiled and said, "Come on, come on, girl, come to my master's side."

"Hehe." Xi Yueyao suddenly smiled widely and ran towards the seats in the Thief Temple, making everyone in the temple dumbfounded.

……

After a short period of silence, the entire audience finally broke out, and once it broke out, it was overwhelming.

"Oh my God, what did I just see?"

"The Thief Temple actually won? Is this still the Thief Temple in my mind?"

"It's over, it's over, something big is going to happen. The five major sects have been defeated by the Thief Temple!"

"Look what you are worried about. What are you worrying about about the five major sects?"

"Fuck, can't I care about the world?"

"With your strength of more than 40 levels, you still have the world in mind?"

While people were talking among themselves, several gray-haired old men in the crowd spoke, "You young people don't understand anything. Isn't it normal for the Thief Temple to win the Ghost Realm?"

"Sir, where do you start with these words?" the young people asked in confusion.

"Haha." The old man explained with a faint smile: "In my time, the Thief Temple won several championships."

"Champion? Real or fake?!"

"Why are you lying to you?" The old man curled his lips and snorted: "You only know that the Thief Temple is a wild sect, but you don't know that the strength of the Thief Temple is no less than that of the five sects. I have been traveling in the world for so many years, and I have summed up a life experience, that is Don't be biased as a person, because from a certain perspective, bias is the greatest ignorance."

……

Outside the simulated arena, the four of Feng Hao had already teleported out, their faces filled with excitement and joy.

Everyone in the Ghost Realm was a bit disgraced, especially Gui Gongzi Guiling, whose expression was uglier than eating shit. It was obviously a must-win game, but they were inexplicably handed over. They felt aggrieved no matter how hard they thought.

Now I calm down and think about it carefully, and I realize that Wang Tongqian is not that kind of hot-headed reckless man, but a smart reckless man.

As the saying goes, a reckless man is not to be feared, but he is afraid of being educated. They were disrupted by such a reckless man.

"Children Guiling, how do you feel? Do you want to give a speech on failure?" Wang Tongqian had not recovered from his injuries, so he couldn't wait to join in and mock him.Hearing this, Gui Ling's face turned pale and he almost died of anger.

To be honest, it was not shameful to lose to the Thief Temple. After all, Guiyu had never won any sect exchange competition with the Thief Temple. What really made him unacceptable was losing to Feng Hao, losing to a bumpkin from a remote town.

"Okay, third brother, let's go." Lin Luo patted Wang Tongqian's shoulder angrily.

Wang Tongqian finally calmed down and left with everyone in a swaggering manner. Before leaving, he gave Gui Ling a look of dismay.

As for Feng Hao, he ignored Guiling from the beginning to the end. In his opinion, winning the game was the best blow to Guiling.

All the way back to the chairman's seat, the scene in front of them made everyone dumbfounded. Xi Yueyao ran to the Thief Temple without knowing when, and was tearing at the Thief Master's beard restlessly.

Except for Ghost Domain, other sects all cast meaningful glances, congratulating but also showing a hint of attention.

On the True God Sect side, Lu Wenjie, who had been keeping calm all this time, smiled and nodded to Feng Hao when he saw everyone coming back.

"Medicine seller, sit next to me~!" Xi Yueyao playfully pulled Feng Hao aside, her little face was full of pride, and she even glanced at the War Law Alliance from time to time. Needless to say, it must be Demonstrating with Bei Xingran.

Feng Hao couldn't laugh or cry at this, "Girl, why are you here?"

"Hee hee, it's too boring over there!" Xi Yueyao said with a grin.

Feng Hao shook his head helplessly, and after confirming that Xi Yueluan had no objections, he felt relieved and continued to follow the game.

Not long after, the disciples from Guiling and Guiyu came back in disgrace, looking at Feng Hao with eyes filled with hatred.

At the same time, the third game was also unfolding unconsciously.

The two sides fighting were Baihua Sect and another promoted team. Apart from the secret treatment method of regret medicine, there was basically nothing interesting. After all, the two teams had already fought against each other in the preliminary round.

As the first place in the preliminary round, Baihua Sect could not lose, so the battle was quickly resolved.

However, when the referee announced that Baihua Sect had won, the atmosphere on the field became weird, because the next game was between the Student Union and the True God Sect.

Among them, the True God Sect is the focus of everyone's attention. After all, the True God Sect is coming with great force this time, and no one knows their exact strength.

But no one dared to underestimate them, because Lu Wenjie alone was enough to attract attention. After all, this was the first time that a ninth-level magician had appeared in previous sect exchange competitions.

And not just Lu Wenjie, the other four disciples of the True God Sect are also not simple, they are all seventh-level magicians.

"It's our turn." The Holy Master of the True God Sect opened his eyes calmly and said, "Wenjie, you go ahead, don't hide it, show your true strength, lest others look down on our True God Sect."

"Yeah." Lu Wenjie hummed lightly, and without saying anything else, he led the team members directly out of the chair.

On the other side, Froedt warned with a solemn face: "You must be careful when you enter later. The five disciples of the True God Sect are by no means simple, especially the ninth-level boy, whose aura is very strange. Get rid of him first if you can.”

"Understood." Ye Xiaobao and the other five nodded solemnly, and then stepped down from the chair.

After watching the five people enter, Froedt couldn't help but cast his eyes on the Holy Lord of the True God Sect, and asked hesitantly: "I don't know what I call you, senior?"

The Holy Lord of the True God Sect was slightly startled, then pursed his lips and said with a smile: "My surname is He."

(End of this chapter)