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The greedy wolf has never offended Sanzang, but he was sent out of the battle space by Sanzang's merciless three sticks, just because he is one of the big guys of the Nine Palaces of Heavenly Dao.

The Nine Palaces of Heavenly Dao, the biggest force in Shaolin, the greedy wolf, the second in command of the Nine Palaces of Heavenly Dao.

Sanzang has never had a good impression of the Nine Palaces of Heavenly Dao, or these big forces, including the Tianya Pavilion where the Eagle Strikes the Sky is located.

The big forces are all about interests, today you can be called brothers and sisters because of interests, and tomorrow you can be trapped because of interests, Sanzang hates this kind of hypocrisy.

"Congratulations to the sect for winning the ten-in-five battle match, temporarily ranking among the top five of the sect." System.

"The ten-in-five battle match is all over, and the challenge will be entered, and the loser has two chances to challenge, and can challenge the top five of the tentative sect at will, challenge the victory, and exchange rankings."

"Ten seconds later, teleport out of the battle space."

“10，9，8……”

"Senior Brother Sanzang, haha, you are really here."

As soon as Sanzang came out of the battle space, he heard an excited roar.

"Breakfast five? Why are you here? Sanzang was stunned by the sound, but he was very happy to see the roaring person.

Steamed buns, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, flower rolls, pancakes, the five players who had known each other in Dengfeng City's hidden nature bandit task before talked more openly, and this time there were quite a few of them standing in front of them.

Since the end of that mission, the two sides have not seen each other again, and the five people said that they were ready to join Shaolin, and now it seems that they have all got their wishes.

"What a breakfast five, that's a terrible name." Baozi chuckled, he had been in contact with Sanzang before, and he knew that Sanzang did not have the difficult communication posture of NPCs, and he spoke casually at the moment.

"Isn't your previous team called the breakfast team, am I wrong to call it that?" Sanzang also smiled casually.

"Senior brother, are you embarrassed to say before? You are so powerful, at that time we were tired and tired of playing experience, but you sat under the tree to rest, sleeping from the beginning of the dungeon to the end, it was too boring. Mantou pretended to be dissatisfied and said.

"Haha." Sanzang laughed, of course he wouldn't tell them that his low strength was no different from them at that time.

"Senior brother, how is the chief battle match?" The fritters interjected at the right time, and asked the central issue that everyone was concerned about.

"Tentatively in the top five." Sanzang replied with a casual smile.

"Can you be the chief?" Mantou looked at Sanzang expectantly.

"What? You look at me like this, do you really want me to be the chief, or am I the chief, what is the benefit to you? Sanzang looked interested.

Hearing Sanzang's question, Mantou did not shy away from it, touched his bald head, and smirked: "Someone opened a gambling plate offline, and I bet all my living expenses on you as the chief." ”

"Believe me so much? Also, you're all betting? Sanzang was a little stunned, he didn't expect these things to be offline, and he didn't expect these players who didn't have a deep friendship to be able to believe in themselves so much.

"Hmm!" Everyone nodded.

"Senior brother, we believe in you." Bun said.

"We just want to earn some tips from our senior brother." The fritters also smiled at the interface.

"Thank you!" Sanzang was moved in his heart, everyone had just gotten along once, although the conversation was okay, but there was really no substantive contact, what they would do, what they had, they didn't know, but they just believed that they could be the head of the sect.

"There's someone who doesn't believe you. Well, that guy has been worried about eating steamed buns for months. The fritter Nunu mouthed, pointed to the steamed buns, and began to dismantle the table.

"Hehe, I don't believe it, I ......" Mantou smiled, trying to justify, the last few words, but I didn't know how to say it.

"What's that?" Churros do not miss the opportunity to strike.

"That's ......" steamed bun grabbed his bald head, but he really didn't know what to say for a while.

"Haha, don't embarrass him, I believe he trusts me too." Sanzang for the steamed bun to relieve the siege, the character of the steamed bun is a little quiet, what is in the heart, what will come out of the mouth, so it will show the way it is now, if you really don't believe it, then you won't bet on the living expenses.

"It's still my brother who understands me. So, senior brother, are you sure to be the chief? Mantou looked at Sanzang expectantly.

"Haha, if I made the chief, would you give me something to thank me?" Sanzang asked with a smile.

"As long as the senior brother is the chief, then the order given by the senior brother is my order to advance, the senior brother says to the east, I will go to the east, and the senior brother says to the west, I will go to the west." The steamed bun shouted heroically.

"You go east to west, and you have a good use for your senior brother." The fritters quipped.

"Huh!" Sanzang chuckled twice and asked, "Do players think I'm too much of the chief?" ”

Baozi shook his head and said, "Senior brother has a different identity from us, and players don't want to see you as the head of the sect, so there are not many people who support it." Moreover, the power of the Nine Palaces of the Heavenly Dao is terrifying, as the true controller of the Nine Palaces of the Heavenly Dao, there are too many resources in the hands of the broken army, no one will believe that he will lose to you, even if you will make the best equipment. ”

"And what would happen to the players if I did become the Chief? What will happen to these big forces? "Sanzang.

"There shouldn't be much of a problem for ordinary players, but these big forces are not easy to say, they are definitely not willing to succumb to an NPC, if the chief has the opportunity to challenge the replacement, it's okay, if not, the hearts of these players will definitely not stay in Shaolin, and sooner or later they will go out to develop." Baozi analyzed.

"Shaolin...... The player ......, it seems that he has become the chief disciple of Shaolin, and the abbot is still in some trouble. ”

"However, these troubles may eventually become their own troubles."

"Hey, no matter, I'll take the chief first."

Sanzang listened to Baozi's words and muttered to himself in his heart.

"Senior brother, look, do you have time now?" The steamed bun suddenly walked to Sanzang's side, changed his previous grinning appearance, and asked shyly.

"How?" Sanzang took a step back, unconsciously wanting to stay away from this abnormal guy.

"Haha!" Bunzi laughed.

"Haha! Steamed buns, can you not be so disgusting. When the fritters saw the appearance of the steamed buns, they couldn't help but complain.

"Get out, get out, get out." The steamed bun shook his hand at the buns.

"Senior brother, that's the case, what about me, my strength is not very good, but I have the heart to become a strong person, so I have the heart to pursue high-level martial arts and pursue the best equipment, but what, as students, we are very poor, so now, I still only have a basic level weapon, I don't ask for much, I just want Senior Brother to help me make a weapon, Senior Brother, what do you think." The steamed bun talked a lot at length, and finally looked at Sanzang pitifully.

"Haha, I thought something was going on. That's fine, but maybe not right now, and there's not enough time to compete for the chief. Sanzang was amused by the before and after performance of the steamed bun, but he also agreed to his request.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll wait. Haha, haha. After getting the answer he wanted, Mantou couldn't help laughing happily.