After a while, everyone finally arrived at the general meeting of the Red Jiao Mercenary Group, located in the northern city of Changlin City, where you can see a dense array of various mercenary groups and large and small sects.

It seems that this is the gathering place of cultivators in Changlin City.

Bai Jin thought like this and followed Lu Tuo into the gate of the mercenary group.

"Haha! Brother Lu!" As soon as he entered the door, a rough bearded man stepped forward: "Hehe, Sister Yan is also there." ”

"Brother Wang Biao!" Lu Tuo also shouted when he saw this big man, opened his arms and hugged him, and thick male hormones rushed to his face.

Seeing that the two of them were holding on to the spot for a while without any signs of separation, Lu Yan went up and patted Wang Biao on the shoulder.

"It's almost done! We're going to see the regimental commander." ”

"Ahem. When Wang Biao heard this, he and Lu Tuo reluctantly parted: "Brother Lu, didn't you say that you went to the Phoenix Mountain Range to hunt rare and exotic beasts, how is it, how is the harvest!?"

Hearing this, Lu Tuo and the other team members all shrugged their heads.

Wang Biao was stunned when he saw Lu Tuo's sighing appearance: "No, it's not a harvest, Lao Lu, you are also a veteran of hunting, shouldn't you?"

Shaking his head, Lu Tuo told all the things about the Phoenix Mountain Range's hunting of phantom winged golden yuan beasts until he met Bai Jin and Jiang Yuwei, and Wang Biao patted his head and said:

"This is really a straw egg, is this kid......"

As he spoke, he looked at Bai Jin, who was standing silently in the crowd.

"Silver Medal Martial Master, can single-handedly kill the alien beasts of the Martial Spirit Realm......"

There is a gap of more than ten times between the gold, silver and bronze third class, and the difference between the martial arts realm and the martial spirit realm is a big step that is even more than a hundred times the gap, whether it is physical fitness or yuan power heritage, it is simply a fantasy for a martial artist to defeat the martial spirit, not to mention the young man in front of him who is less than twenty years old, according to common sense, there will not be much combat experience, how to defeat an enemy who is a hundred times stronger than him?

Wang Biao touched his chin and looked at Bai Jin while his brain was running rapidly, but no matter what he thought, he felt that this matter was incredible, and when he learned that Bai Jin could still transform into a Yuan Force, he was even more shocked and speechless.

"Old Lu, this kid is going to be so good, then your team is going to stand out this time!" Wang Biao lightly elbowed Lu Tuo.

Lu Tuo replied modestly: "It's hard to say, all parties have participated in this conference, not just the mercenary group in Changlin City, I think the head of the group should also have a headache?"

"I just came out of the regiment leader, he has a headache, if he doesn't keep the top 16 rankings this year, next year is estimated to be less than 50% of the mission bounty. ”

After a short time with Wang Biao, Lu Tuo took Bai Jin and Lu Yan to visit the head of the Red Jiao Mercenary Group, while the other team members were looking for their own brothers and friends in the group to make a scene.

On the way, Bai Jin learned that Wang Biao just now was his brother, and now Chinese New Year's Eve San, he was already a golden martial artist, and the team he led was the strongest in the Red Jiao Mercenary Group.

If thirty-three is already a gold medal martial artist, he is expected to break through the martial spirit realm in this life, and he will be regarded as a master at that time.

After a while, Bai Jin finally met the leader of the Red Jiao Mercenary Group, Zhou Tiancheng.

The middle-aged appearance is a little blessed, sitting there with a cup of tea in his hand all the time, and his eyes are small and narrow.

Bai Jin secretly observed the head of the regiment, and the faintly emanating Yuan Force fluctuation should be the Silver Medal Martial Spirit Realm.

"Captain Lu, how is this hunt? ”

Zhou Tiancheng took a sip of tea and said slowly.

After Lu Tuo saluted, he recounted the incident of the Phoenix Mountain Range again, and Zhou Tiancheng put down the teacup and stood up after listening.

"Oh, can you kill the alien beasts of the Martial Spirit Realm in the Martial Spirit Realm? Is that him......"

As he spoke, he paced forward and looked at Bai Jin's expressionless face for a while.

It's just that this is simple, but Bai Jin has a trace of alienation in his heart, the head of the mercenary group in front of him, just that face is a businessman rather than a cultivator, and his tone and demeanor are full of the appearance of the landlord.

Hearing Lu Tuo say that Bai Jin wanted to temporarily join the group to participate in the mercenary group conference, Zhou Tiancheng raised his eyebrows and waved his hand simply: "This is okay." ”

"This conference is not so simple, Lu Tuo, you have to be ready, this time all forces are involved. ”

"It's all for the prize of the first place, the Sun and Moon Xiwu Sword. ”

"Hehe, our regiment doesn't have to worry about that magic soldier, there is no need to keep these unjust blood, this conference just needs to do its best to maintain the ranking of the top 16. ”

After that, Zhou Tiancheng paused for a moment, sat back in his chair, picked up the teacup again, and took a sip.

"Your name is Bai Jin, right?"

Seeing that he was named, Bai Jin stepped forward and saluted with his fists.

"It's really amazing to be able to kill strange beasts at the super level, but this person is no better than a beast, and those who come to the stage are all signed with a life and death certificate, in case you meet someone who wants to fix you, no one can help you if you are killed on the stage. ”

"This conference is quite special, the masters of all parties are here, I don't care if you want to use the name of my Red Jiao Mercenary Group, and you are also welcome. ”

"But...... I can't guarantee the risks involved, so why don't you think about it?"

Heh, if I were afraid of death, would I still stand here?

Bai Jin secretly said in his heart, when Tiancheng said this week, he could also understand that the mercenary group conference was up to life, and he was just taking advantage of other people's names, in case something happened, he didn't want to be responsible.

It is very understandable and reasonable, Bai Jin originally came with this idea of "temporary worker".

"Captain Zhou, don't worry, I'm just a chance to play, it's all up to me to win or lose, it's my own wherever I can go, and the income in the group is in the group. ”

Seeing that Bai Jin understood what he meant, Zhou Tiancheng nodded with satisfaction.

"Lu Tuo, you're still slow to come back this time, the preliminaries will start tomorrow, each mercenary group will send three teams, and each team will choose three people to play a three-on-three knockout match, our group Wang Biao, Xu Chong, and your team will go tomorrow, hurry back and prepare, what to dispatch to apply for yourself." ”

Lu Tuo gave an order in a deep voice, bowed and retreated with Bai Jin.

"I'm going to play tomorrow, Brother Bai, I have a reluctant request!" Lu Tuo said solemnly to Bai Jin as he walked.

"My brothers' injuries have not healed, and if they don't qualify for this tournament, they won't be able to participate in the individual competition. ”

"There will definitely be no shortage of strong martial artists in these mercenary groups, and tomorrow only me and Lu Yan will be able to play in my team, and the others are really not good, so I want to ......"

Lu Tuo has said this, how could Bai Jin not understand?

"Brother Lu, I understand, tomorrow I will play with you, it is just right, I have not yet fought well when I first entered the silver medal martial artist realm, so it should be my warm-up!"

Hearing Bai Jin's response, Lu Tuo breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly.