[Chapter 94: Huangquan Pavilion letterhead]

Hearing the sound of this sentence, the familiar voice made Wang Feng know that it was Wang Fulei who came to protect him, and his tense nerves were also relaxed, just now, he was almost ready to escape into the Divine Transformation Tower, but now it's good, finally there are rescuers.

The arrogant wind turned his eyes, and saw a moon-white robe, Wang Fulei, standing on top of the branch at some point, his expression relaxed, a pair of plain eyes with a slightly faint gloomy color, and the murderous intent in the air faintly flickered.

This bastard is estimated to have reached the point of becoming a big man in the late stage of the small congenital stage.

The arrogant wind secretly insulted in his heart, but he was also not afraid of the king's anger and thunder, and his expression was very cheeky without blushing, and he asked quietly: "Patriarch Wang, Wang Feng of your family actually injured my son, I don't know, how should Patriarch Wang explain to me." ”

Hearing this arrogant and arrogant words, Wang Fulei's eyes were full of murderous intent, he walked over slowly, helped Wang Feng up, and asked with some concern: "Little guy, are you okay?"

Wang Feng shook his head, warmth flowed in his heart, and he smiled reluctantly: "I can't die yet." ”

"That's good. Wang Nulei said to himself, and then turned his head to look at the arrogant wind with an unkind face, and his tone was indifferent: "Arrogant wind, you suddenly appeared in this demonic beast forest, raided our clan Wang Feng, and injured him, how should you explain this?"

The arrogant wind smiled sympathetically, and did not treat Wang Nulei as a dish at all, and sneered: "There are no rules and regulations, Wang Feng in your family injured Ling Tian of my family, I naturally want to take revenge." ”

Wang Nulei's face turned cold, he looked at the arrogant Ling Tian lying on the ground, and suddenly laughed: "Since this is the case, the rules are not ruly, does it depend on whose fist is big, who is the rule?"

Arrogant Wind nodded.

Wang Nulei's face became more and more cold: "Then how about we have a competition?"

Arrogant Wind hesitated: "This ......"

Wang Fulei's breath was faintly cold, and the distance of an inch around his body became extremely condensed, and under this kind of momentum, the air was faintly stagnant.

Innate power, terrifying!

Arrogant Wind finally put his life first, grabbed the paralyzed Ao Ling Tian on the ground, turned around and left quickly: "Wang Fulei, we will have a meeting later, and finally advise you, don't be obsessed." ”

Wang Fulei retracted his momentum and sneered without saying a word.

"Is this the power of the late stage of the little innate being?

Wang Feng stared blankly at the arrogant wind in the distance, the corners of his mouth flashed with a trace of indifference, and in his eyes, a faint light like a poisonous snake flickered, and then, it fell silent again.

"You haven't lost your badge yet, have you?"

After seeing the arrogant wind go away, Wang Fulei turned around and asked.

Wang Feng fumbled around his body and found the card used in the competition.

This is the pattern card referred to in Wang Fulei's language, a card, there are some strange runes behind the card, which contains a certain formation, which can absorb the power of gold, silver, bronze and other number plates, which is completely different from the way the Wang family predicted.

"One hundred and eight gold medals, that's good, hurry up and get the prize. ”

Wang Nulei took the pattern card, looked at the numbers on it, and the corners of his mouth showed a happy smile, and then quickly returned the pattern card to Wang Feng, and praised Wang Feng in his mouth.

Saying this, Wang Fulei grabbed Wang Feng's collar and turned into a small black dot.

I have to say that the speed of people in the late stage of the small congenital is indeed very fast, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Feng actually came to the periphery of the Demon Beast Forest, and when he looked back, a small path was winding around.

This speed had to make Wang Feng sigh alone.

It really deserves to be in the late stage of the small congenital, and he has been promoted to the congenital for decades, and the speed and proficiency of the use of aura are obviously not comparable to Wang Feng, who has just been promoted to the congenital level.

Wang Feng was let go by Wang Fulei, and looked back at the huge ring, among the rows of people above the ring, there were three vacant positions, and they were naturally the giant patriarchs of these three families.

Yang Wu must have gone to lick Ao Xiyun's ass, Ao Xiyun was naturally arranging the assassination of Wang Feng, but the remaining Wang Patriarch was rescuing himself, and the participants in this lineup and the melee really had identity.

In front of the ring, there was a huge light curtain, on which there were some teenagers killing the monsters, seizing the number plate between the necks of the monsters, and beside the light curtain, they were clearly ranked.

First place: Wang Feng, 1,080 points.

Second place: Yang Li, 540 points.

Third place: Wang Zhong, 460 points.

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"There doesn't seem to be a ...... in this curtain of light By the way, Ao Lingtian's miscellaneous hair was taken away by me with all the license plates, and naturally there is no zero score for the number plates, so there is no fool here for Ao Lingtian, no wonder. Wang Feng muttered.

Soon, he didn't dwell on the subject, because his eyes were just in time to see the various award works quietly placed on the table of the judges in the ring.

Among the placed rewards, a blue letterhead appeared.

Huangquan Pavilion's letter to the pavilion!

In this hunting competition, the rule is that the first place can get three rewards, the second place can get two rewards, and the third place can only get one kind of reward, and the first place will take it first.

At this time, a long whistle sounded.

Wang Feng's heart was very calm, looking at the ranking above the light curtain, naturally there was no change in the slightest, and it could be seen that Wang Zhong's number plate was increasing rapidly, and he was about to approach Yang Li.

With the sound of this long whistle, some of the juniors in the forest came out slowly, some people's faces were very sad, and some others were proud, although they could not get the treasure, but they were very competitive.

In this way, time passes.

In the end, Wang Zhong and the others finally saw Wang Zhong in addition to the forest, Wang Feng glanced at the reward on the ring, and guessed in his heart: This Wang Zhong will definitely take the women's armor on the stage.

There are more than six rewards on the stage.

"Since everyone is here, then I will start to read the names and scores of the top three this time, and ask them to come to the stage to choose the rewards, first place, Wang Feng, one thousand and eighty points, second place, Yang Li, five hundred and ninety points, third place, Wang Zhong, five hundred and seventy points. ”

Feeling that the people on the terrace were almost here, a man in Tsing Yi stood up and read.

The crowd parted, and amid countless envious eyes, Wang Feng strode forward, came to the ring, saluted the young man, and immediately picked up the blue letterhead.

"God, he actually took the letterhead of the Huangquan Pavilion......"

Some people on the terrace looked at Wang Feng in disbelief, and the latter picked up the blue letterhead, which made people feel extremely dazzling, and they all talked to themselves in disbelief, obviously because Wang Feng's behavior was very incomprehensible.