Chapter 45: Why did you get a brain pump?

"Okay, then this matter is decided!" Lange also smiled on the side and said, "By the way, Lake, what do you want to do with this ice flame?" After a pause, Lange continued.

"What do you mean? Lake didn't understand.

"Oh my God, you don't just want to beat him, don't you think of anything more exciting?" Langer continued.

"What's more exciting?" asked Lake again.

"For example, breaking his hands and feet or something, and even, 'accidentally' destroying his stigma. Lange continued to remind.

In fact, if Bingyan was led by them to a place where no one was, he could even give him an "accidental death". But if it's a challenge on the surface, he can't go overboard.

"The Waste Stigmata is a little too ruthless, just break his hands and feet!" Lake thought for a moment, and shook his head again and again. In this Celestial Star Continent, where everyone cultivates magic, the abolition of the stigma is more terrible than asking for human life. Although they hated Bingyan to the core, they were not ruthless enough to abolish him.

But there is still a basic punishment. If it's just an ordinary injury, it's good to find a priest to treat it, and it's not relieving at all. If you break your hands and feet, even if you go to the pastor, you have to lie in bed for ten days and half a month.

"Then Mr. Nalange, I'll trouble you! Break his hands and feet for me to show him the cost of angering us!" Lake continued.

"No problem, but it's an extra service, and it costs an additional ten gold. โ€

"Poofโ€”"

Lake was speechless for a moment, he wondered how Lange could be so kind, it turned out that it was all about making money!

However, Lake didn't know that Lange was also very unhappy at this time, and secretly scolded Lake for not being ruthless enough. If it was the latter service, he would have earned fifty gold coins.

"Brother Bingyan, what did Mr. Lange do to you just now?"

After Lange left, Feng Zhen also asked curiously.

"It's nothing, it's just about finding me a sparring partner. Bingyan said lightly.

"Sparring partner, Brother Bingyan, your treatment is too good, isn't it?" Feng Zhen heard this, and his eyes were full of envy. Although the training camp claims to be sparring, due to the lack of manpower, the training camp is only for potential people. I didn't expect it to fall on Bingyan's body!

But if you think about it carefully, Bingyan is also completely worthy. Just a fourth-level magician can kill three fifth-level magicians in one move, this kind of perverted talent, the training camp is probably no one can compare.

"Haha, don't be envious. If you want a sparring partner, my brother can play with you. Bingyan smiled slightly, and continued.

"Thank you so much! Brother Bingyan, I will give the sparring fee, ten gold coins at a time!"

Feng Zhen was also overjoyed. Being able to cultivate on the transformed Elemental Gathering Array, he already felt like he was in a dream, if Bing Yan could be on the side to sparring and guide, it would be simply in heaven!

"Sparring fee, am I the kind of person who sees money?" Bing Yan said angrily.

"I'm sorry Brother Bingyan, I was wrong. Feng Zhen also hurriedly apologized. Yes, where can a magician like Bingyan look at money? It is only an ordinary person like himself who has such mediocre thoughts.

Thinking of this, Bing Yan's image became taller in Feng Zhen's heart, and compared to Bing Yan, his realm was still too low.

"Ahem, if you insist on giving, then I can reluctantly take a little. โ€

After a pause, Bingyan also began to change his words. In his heart, he secretly said that he was cheap, and he was joking, it was ten gold coins! Now he only had sixteen gold coins in his whole net worth. Ten gold coins at a time for him, this is simply a huge profit.

"Don't worry, Brother Bingyan, I promise, I won't insult you with money in the future!"

Feng Zhen also nodded again and again. He could hear that Bingyan was actually the type who regarded money as dung, and if he insisted on giving it, it would be an insult to Bingyan.

"Haha, it's okay Feng Zhen. โ€

Bingyan laughed dryly, but his heart was dripping blood. He really wanted to slap himself just now, cheating father, why did he have a brain pump at that time, if he didn't take the money, what kind of saint would he pretend to be?

If giving money is an insult, then please take the gold and throw it in his face!

"Brother Bingyan, someone is here!"

At this time, Feng Zhen's face suddenly changed, and his heart was also chuckled, Bing Yan just said that Lake had found a sixth-level magician to take revenge, could it be that he came over so quickly?

"Bingyan, are you here?"

At this moment, the man outside the training camp suddenly spoke, and it was a very familiar voice.

"It's Mr. Lance!"

Feng Zhen and Bingyan heard this voice at once, and the two of them also stood up and hurriedly began to greet them. Only then did they realize that Mr. Lance was a witness to the gambling contract, and after the gambling contract was over, he had to make sure that Lake and the others followed the terms of the gambling contract.

"Well, it looks like they're gone. โ€

After checking it, Lance also nodded again and again: "I just took them to go through the procedures for canceling their status, and they won't come back." โ€

"Thank you, Mr. Lance. Bingyan also thanked him.

"What's this, I'm just doing what a Witness do!" Lance waved his hand.

"Bingyan, your talent is good, but please keep working hard and don't be too proud. Although your ability is very powerful, it is still a lot worse than the advanced training camp. โ€

After a while, Lance continued to speak. After seeing Bing Yan's perverted talent and potential, he couldn't help but start to give Bing Yan a little bit of Bing Yan.

In this training camp, he had already seen many magical geniuses who had sunk out of pride. He didn't want Bingyan to be like them.

"Advanced boot camp?

Bingyan asked casually again. He could tell Lance was kindly reminding him, but he didn't know what an advanced training camp was.

"yes, Mr. Lance, what's the advanced training camp?"

At this time, the wind vibration on the side is also very strange. Aren't all the training camps they have here chosen by everyone, where are the low-level and high-level?

"You don't know?"

Lance is also very strange, isn't everyone who comes to the training camp knows about the advanced training camp?

In order to let everyone who comes to struggle have a goal to work towards, the earl has specially set up a most elite training camp, that is, the advanced training camp. Most of the equipment usage fees they receive are invested in the construction of this advanced training camp. The other dozens of training camps add up to less than one-tenth of the investment of advanced training camps.