"What's the matter with you? There's no news at all these days, and I thought you were dead! ”

Aujin walked over, his face full of exasperation.

"Sorry, my phone is out of battery." Lin Fan smiled helplessly, there was a slight warmth in his heart, and he could feel a trace of concern and nervousness from Ao Jin's tone.

Ao Jin snorted lightly: "Fortunately, I didn't die, otherwise how would you let me explain to that eldest lady!" ”

Lin Fan: "......"

It seems that I am thinking too much.

At this moment, Lin Fan noticed the gazes of the other nine people.

There are Dream Ripples, Mofei, Gabenbo...... And Sudar, all of them were scanned.

He could detect a hint of strangeness in the eyes of everyone except Dream Ripple and Sudar, who was obviously speculating about his identity, thinking that they were all curious about who he was when the quota was decided, but since the arena had decided so, they had no right to ask.

In the end, only two eyes remained, and all the others fell on the items on the hundred iron pillars.

Lin Fan smiled, nodded at Mo Fei, and looked at Sudar.

Sudar also smiled, then picked up the microphone and said, "Everyone, please choose for yourself, if someone looks at a piece of equipment at the same time, it is up to me to flip a coin." ”

"Let's go and see what works."

Ao Jin grinned, hooked Lin Fan's shoulders and walked to the side of the hundred iron pillars.

Lin Fan glanced at it, and there was also a trace of excitement in his heart.

The outer equipment made of fourth-level soft and hard iron, each worth more than billions, can be obtained permanently once it enters the top 100 of the World Fighting Championship.

I have to say...... The arena is really generous!

As a poor force, Lin Fan's heart couldn't help beating a little faster.

Not far away, Mo Fei's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at Lin Fan, and the ghost-faced man who appeared the night half a month ago flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of horror in his heart!

"No...... No! That man is definitely a Star Fighter! There's no way he's going to represent the arena in the World Fighting Championships! ”

Mo Fei gritted his teeth, but his intuition told him that Lin Fan was that person, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Brother Mo, what's wrong?"

The middle-aged strong man Ga Pengbo walked past Mo Fei, asked suspiciously, and followed Mo Fei's gaze towards Lin Fan.

As the owner of the 240th floor of the arena, he once fought against Mo Fei, although he took the initiative to admit defeat, he had to admire Mo Fei's strength. Maybe he won't lose as miserably as the other three landlords when he goes all out, but he is certainly not Mofei's opponent.

So he wants to befriend Mo Fei, and it is definitely much better to make friends with such a strong person than to offend.

But at this moment, he found that such a strong man actually ...... to the young man named Lin Fan Scared?

How is this possible?!

Gabon looked suspicious.

"Nothing!"

Mo Fei took a deep breath, ignored Ga Pengbo, and looked at the external equipment on the iron pillar, but his attention was always on Lin Fan, and he never moved for half a minute.

"Why did Ling Longji become the owner of the 210th floor again?"

Lin Fan looked at the equipment and asked in surprise.

"Can't figure this out?" Ao Jin rolled his eyes and pouted: "As soon as the 10-day period passed in the first two days, that guy challenged Ao Shi Jing and defeated Ao Shi Jing. That Ao Shijing is also a stupid big man, without absolute strength, it is impossible to stand the position of the landlord. In addition to being despised and being a temporary landlord for ten days, there is nothing worth challenging. Oh, and it's possible that he put a lot of money on himself at the time, and he should have made a lot of money. ”

Lin Fan suddenly didn't care too much.

Lin Fan suddenly thought of his deal with Feinan, and felt a little painful, the top twenty?

There's no need!

If Fernan's just wanted him to enter that world, get something, or do something, wouldn't the first hundred be enough? How do you want to be in the top twenty?

Lin Fan shook his head and asked when the time came.

The external equipment on the iron pillar is divided into two categories, one is weapons, and the other is some armor parts.

Weapons are mostly knives, swords, hammers, axes and the like, normal specifications.

The armor parts include goggles, arm guards, gloves, boots, helmets, and more.

After all, the materials required to make a battle armor are several times greater than that of a weapon, and it is impossible to give a complete set.

With such a material, the complete set is not 100 billion.

Eventually, Lin Fan locked onto one of the items.

It was a pair of fist gloves, all teal, extremely finely made, and glowing brilliantly in the light.

Choosing a weapon may seem like the most profitable, after all, the weight of any piece of armor is not comparable to that of a weapon.

However, Lin Fan found that not all of those weapons were made of fourth-level soft and hard iron, at least about seventy percent of them were third-level soft and hard iron.

For example, the handle of a war knife, and the blade other than the blade, are all third-level soft and hard iron.

In the same way, the handle of the war hammer and the inside of the hammer head should also be a third-level soft and hard iron.

In this way, the weapon's fourth-level soft and hard iron materials will not be much more than the armor parts.

Moreover, the manufacturing difficulty of armor parts is much higher than that of weapons, and the material is valuable, but the cost of manufacturing technology is also extremely expensive.

Lin Fan strode over, picked up the fist gloves and put them on his hands.

The second joint of the ten fingers is completely exposed, and only the palm of the hand is enclosed.

The weight is very light, about fifty pounds.

I moved it a little and it didn't have any effect.

"You choose this?"

Ogin leaned in and asked.

"Hmm." Lin Fan nodded and glanced at the other party, Ao Jin was holding a war hammer in his hand.

It is one and a half meters long, the diameter of the hammer handle is three centimeters, about one meter two, the hammer head is cylindrical, the diameter is thirty centimeters, the length is seventy centimeters, and the weight is definitely more than two hundred catties.

"Yes, it matches your image very well, and I made a lot of money participating in the World Fighting Championship this time."

Lin Fan smiled.

Although Ao Jin doesn't say how tall he is, he is also more than 1.8 meters, and with a slightly fat figure, it is indeed a little scary to pick up such a big war hammer.

"Cut! I'm not going to be in the top hundred, and I'll have to return it to the arena then. Aujin snorted.

Lin Fan was stunned: "You don't enter the top hundred?" ”

"Why do you want to go in?" Ao Jin snorted lightly: "My task is to clean up your opponents, I don't want to be famous, let alone become a superior person, just meaning, do you want to be in the top hundred?" ”

Lin Fan couldn't help frowning, he couldn't understand this Ao Jin anymore.

Ogin is clearly a miser.

This war hammer is worth billions of treasures, and the top 100 people in the World Fighting Championship can not only get a residence permit in Central City, but also a billion bonuses, a hundred black crystals, don't want this?

In particular, Sudar attaches great importance to Aojin significantly more than Mofei.

And Mofei's strength is so strong, if the people who participate in the World Fighting Championship are only ninth-level fighters, even if there are many ninth-level extreme fighters in the World Fighting Championship, with the strength of Mofei's physique, they will have a chance to enter the top twenty.

Not to mention Okin!

He had always had a doubt, Sudar had confirmed that Ao Jin was a sixth-level peak fighter, but why did he say that Ao Jin's strength was beyond his imagination?

……

At this time, many people have already chosen their favorite weapons or armor parts, and returned to their places and sat down.

Lin Fan sighed, didn't ask much, and also walked to his seat and sat down.

glanced sideways at Mo Fei, who had been paying attention to him, and chose a dagger, which was also in line with Mo Fei's temperament.

"Alright, now I officially announce that this is the end of the expedition ceremony, please gather in the square behind the arena at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, and someone will come to pick you up and take you to Central City!"

Su Dalang laughed and waved his hand.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the entire doutai began to tremble.

"Wait!"

But at this moment, a sneer sounded from under the fighting platform.

"Sudar, although I respect the decision of the arena, isn't it a little bad for some people of unknown origin to represent me in the World Fighting Championship? As it happens, I also want to participate in the World Fighting Championship this year, can you ask one of your two friends to give me a spot? ”