After the battle, everyone got into the warrior ambulance sent by Qingcheng and went to Qingcheng for treatment.

"Mom and Dad, don't worry, it's fine."

Lin Luo was lying in the ambulance at this time, holding his mobile phone and talking to his parents.

This ambulance, specially made for martial artists, is large and can carry three martial artists in it at a time.

Wu Guoqiang and Peng Liang also lay on Lin Luo's left.

"You kid, you can still call."

"I'm dying ......"

Peng Liang said with a grin at this time.

When I first fought, I didn't feel anything because of the adrenaline rush.

Now as soon as the battle is over, the wounds all over the body, that's called a pain.

And the hands are still full of powerlessness.

"This time, it's really fortunate that the ninth-order martial artist came over, otherwise we would all have to die."

Wu Guoqiang, who was lying here, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at this time.

It's horrible.

A-level cracks, with their strength, really can't come.

Even the seventh-order martial artists were seriously injured, and if it weren't for the arrival of Zuo Qiu Jian, these high-level martial artists might have died.

"Lin Luo, do you think that is the Black Robe Society?"

Peng Liang was also puzzled at this time.

The scene I saw at that time was really memorable.

There are still rapists!

Notify those zergs to attack, damn it.

"Those who wear black robes are not necessarily those of the black robes, but the people of the black robes are used to wearing black robes."

"And behind the black robe, there is their unique logo."

Wu Guoqiang said loudly.

"I don't understand."

Peng Liang sighed helplessly.

"I saw that he had a special scar on his arm."

Lin Luo suddenly said out loud at this time.

"Scars?"

Hearing Lin Luo's words, Wu Guoqiang and Peng Liang were stunned for a moment.

"Do you see clearly?"

Wu Guoqiang also said in a low voice at this time.

"See clearly."

Lin Luo also said in a low voice at this time.

"Lin Luo, don't talk about this matter yet."

Wu Guoqiang was silent for a moment, and then spoke seriously.

In the seemingly normal martial arts group, there are also many members of the Black Robe Society at this time.

Usually no one knows at all.

And this high-level martial artist is also very likely to be hidden among ordinary martial artists.

"High-level martial artists, they must have all registered, and when the time comes, you can check it."

"But Lin Luo, you must find Dean Zuoqiu to check."

Hearing Wu Guoqiang's words, Lin Luo also agreed.

Who knows, among those high-level martial artists now, who is a traitor?

And now the man in the black robe and mask is very likely to remember himself.

Because when he reminded Zhao Xian at that time, he obviously felt that the man was looking towards him from a distance.

But he shouldn't have known that he had already discovered the scene of his call with the Zerg.

And remember the scar on the back of his hand.

Soon, everyone came to the branch of the Qingcheng Warrior Alliance.

After treating their physical injuries in the martial arts hospital here, Lin Luo and the others went directly to buy the materials and sold the materials they obtained.

This time, after killing the Berserk Scythe, Lin Luo chopped off those sickle-like arthropods, as well as a piece of the Berserk Lion's outer armor.

Although he was cut a lot by himself, he was still able to sell it for a little money.

"This pair of arthropods is fifteen million, and this animal skin is badly damaged, five million."

The staff looked at the materials that Lin Luo had obtained, and suddenly said out loud.

It's only 20 million in total.

This time, I don't think I'm making any money.

And the treatment fee just now spent all the money that Lin Luo had left.

"What about ours?"

Peng Liang also took the arthropods of a pair of berserk lions at this time, and also had an animal skin.

It's just that this hide is relatively complete.

"Twenty-five million hides, fifteen million for this pair of sickle arthropods."

The staff member looked at it carefully, and then spoke up.

"So much!?"

Lin Luo was stunned.

The price difference between this complete and this beast skin armor that had been cut out by himself with many scars was five hundred.

"This scar of yours is too much, and it can only be forged in the furnace."

The staff shook their heads and said.

Peng Liang and Wu Guoqiang killed a berserk sickle, so the 40 million they got was exactly 20 million per person.

"It's only 20 million, and it's a big loss."

Peng Liang said helplessly at this time.

"It would be nice to have."

Lin Luo pursed his lips.

"There's still 6,000 contribution points."

But this time, he didn't have the ability to kill those high-level alien beasts.

The seventh-order alien beast can't be defeated at all.

Even if you use system skills, you can't beat it.

"That's not enough."

Peng Liang said helplessly.

Now that he is a fourth-order martial artist, if he wants to become a fifth-order martial artist, he needs to complete the tempering of his torso bones.

But it is not so easy to temper the trunk bones.

More pills are needed.

Six thousand contribution points are not just sixty high-grade pills.

The consumption of three high-grade quenching pills and three high-grade Juyuan pills in a day, that is, about ten days, will be consumed.

Thinking of this, Peng Liang's face was suddenly full of bitterness.

"By the way, I'll go and certify the martial artist first."

Lin Luo only remembered now that he hadn't certified a martial artist yet.

"Well, it's been almost a year since you got your martial arts certificate, and you're going to get it certified again......"

Wu Guoqiang nodded slightly at this time.

As soon as he said this, his eyes suddenly widened.

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered that Lin Luo had gone from becoming a martial artist to the current fourth-order.

It's only been a year.

In one year, he became a fourth-order martial artist.

"Monsters."

Peng Liang was also speechless.

"It's only the fourth order in a year, it's too slow."

Lin Luo shook his head.

In the eyes of Wu Guoqiang and Peng Liang, there was an urge to beat Lin Luo.

This year, the fourth order is like a rocket-like rising speed.

But in Lin Luo's heart.

It really feels slow.

Now there are more and more spatial cracks in Huaxia.

Moreover, there are human traitors among human beings, which are a huge threat to the whole of China.

You must find a way to improve your level quickly.

Especially the power of a ninth-order martial artist.

It's just too strong.

"What's the matter?"

At this time, Lin Luo came to another building of the Martial Arts Alliance Branch.

As soon as he walked into the hall on the first floor of this building, an old man lying on a rocking chair suddenly spoke up.

"Come and certify."

"Huh?"

Hearing Lin Luo's words, the old man suddenly stood up from the rocking chair.

"Show me the warrior card."

The old man said aloud at this time.

"Give."

Lin Luo took out a martial arts card and handed it directly to the old man.

"Huh?"

"First-order martial artist, how many orders do you want to certify now?"

He gave him a casual look, then spoke up.

"Fourth Order."

"Fourth Order!?"

As soon as Lin Luo's words fell, at this moment, his eyes widened.

(End of chapter)