Seeing Ling Zhongtian coming in, Ling Su immediately kept silent, he and his father didn't deal with it at all, as long as the father and son had a conversation, then no more than five sentences, they would definitely quarrel, of course, the winner of every quarrel must be Ling Zhongtian, for Ling Zhongtian, once he couldn't occupy a single word, he would use violence to solve the problem.

"What's your name?" Looking at Ouyang, Ling Zhongtian was still very satisfied, this young marksman had extraordinary archery skills, on the battlefield, the lethality he caused alone was comparable to that of more than a dozen marksmen, especially his suppressive ability against the other party was even more prominent.

"Back to Marshal, my name is Ouyang ......" Ouyang is still very nervous, the first time he faces such a **oss, even if he tries to keep himself calm, he will inevitably be nervous.

"Very good young man, you have the power of four horses at such a young age, it seems that you are very hardworking, but it's a pity ......" Ling Zhongtian had actually looked at Ouyang for a long time, he saw the desire for power in Ouyang's eyes, but desire can only be desire after all, if you don't have talent, even if you desire it, you can't become a real powerhouse.

"It's a pity that your physique is not suitable for cultivation!" Ling Zhongtian's words came out, and Ouyang, who was still there just now and was delighted to be praised by Ling Zhongtian, suddenly seemed to have been struck by lightning.

Ouyang knew that a person's achievements were determined by his talent, just like his own talent in archery, others who had practiced hard for ten years were not as skilled as him playing for a month, this was an absolute talent, but now Ling Zhongtian suddenly told him that he didn't have any cultivation talent, how could he accept this?

"Lord Marshal, who in your mouth has a talent? Even my grandfather said that my talent is very rare, but when I get to you, I have become ordinary!" Ling Su finally couldn't help but speak beside him, his father's best thing is to hit young people, he was hit big since he was a child, and at this time, when he saw his father hitting Ouyang, he immediately spoke out to comfort Ouyang.

Sure enough, after hearing Ling Su's words, Ouyang's heart felt a little better, although the difference between this talent difference and no talent is a word, but it is thousands of miles away, no talent means that you can't become a cultivator, even if you work hard, you can't take a step, but it doesn't matter if the talent is poor, the talent difference can be exchanged for hard work.

"Hmph, you don't interject when I speak, don't think that you won't know who you are after a few small victories, when I am your old man!" Ling Zhongtian and Ling Su quarreled again...... This pair of rival father and son, as long as they interface, they will inevitably quarrel.

"Ouyang's talent is inferior to ordinary people, even if he cultivates, he can become a junior cultivator at most, it is impossible to go further, this is a fact!" Ling Zhongtian emphasized his point again, but when he said this, Ouyang was not as depressed as he was just now.

What Ling Zhongtian said just now was that he couldn't cultivate, but now he said that he had the opportunity to become a junior cultivator, as long as he had the opportunity, he would definitely not give up with Ouyang's surname, but giving up or not giving up is not what he said for the time being, because he didn't even know the way to cultivate now, and even if he wanted to succeed, it was impossible.

"Give!" Ling Zhongtian didn't bother to quarrel with his son anymore, he reached out and threw a cloth bag to Ling Su and said: "This is what Mu Wanfeng has seized, this credit belongs to you, Lao Tzu is not willing to take credit from you, a little rabbit cub!" Dropping the cloth bag, Ling Zhongtian turned around and walked out, and Ling Su, who was holding the cloth bag, looked at his father who left with an unhappy expression, although he knew that this was his father's deliberate gift of battle merits to the Seventh Squadron, but thinking about his father's attitude, he was just unhappy.

But what's the use of being unhappy? In terms of position, his father is the generalissimo of the Universiade Kingdom, he is just a squadron leader, and the positions of the two are very different, and when it comes to strength, there is no need to compare! Although he is also a cultivator like his father, he has not even cultivated the door until now, and Ling Zhongtian can pinch him to death with a single finger.

"Hmph, I will always only know that I have a stinky face!" Ling Su said, opened the cloth bag in his hand and looked at it, and then threw it to Ouyang Dao: "Yours!"

"Huh?" Ouyang was still immersed in Ling Zhongtian's evaluation of him at this time, and was suddenly hit by the cloth bag thrown by Ling Su, Ouyang was taken aback, and then picked up the things that fell to the ground one by one, looking at Ling Su in confusion.

"Being able to kill Mu Wanfeng is all due to your attraction to let him make a move, this credit belongs to you, and the loot on his body is also yours. "Ling Su is not the kind of captain who will snatch the credit of the team members, whoever is whomever is whoever, this is his consistent policy.

"Oh......" Knowing Ling Su's surname, Ouyang did not refuse, he opened the cloth bag and began to turn over the relics of Mu Wanfeng, there were not many things in the entire cloth bag, there were only three things in total, a cyan inner armor, this was the only thing left on Mu Wanfeng's demonized body at that time, from the power that it could resist the demonization, it could be seen that this inner armor should be a good treasure.

A turquoise bracelet, this bracelet doesn't see anything unique, but since a demon warrior can hold it, it should have something unusual about it.

And when Ouyang took out the last thing, the blood in his whole body was almost boiling at this moment.

Obviously, this is a practice book, from the name, this should be the cultivation method of demon warriors, Ouyang held the demon transformation technique in his hand, and the excitement in his heart was no less than holding a peerless beauty.

"This ......" Ouyang looked at Ling Su, was Ling Su just giving himself such a precious thing? his eyes were full of questions.

"This should be the practice that Mu Wanfeng practiced, if you are interested, you can study it yourself. Ling Su nodded indifferently at Ouyang and continued, "My physique is not suitable for cultivating demon warriors, I should become a Lu Immortal in the future." ”

Listening to Ling Su's words, Ouyang looked at the other team members who were still asleep, and he spoke: "Captain, if we don't wait until the others wake up and everyone cultivates together, maybe we can all become demon warriors!"

"No need for this! As long as the people of the Sharp Knife Knights Order will pass a test, and those who have the potential to become cultivators will be cultivated by the state, they have all been tested before, and none of them have the talent to become cultivators, although your talent is not good, but after all, there are still some talents, even if you can become the most basic demon warrior, it is not bad!" There was a bit of comfort in Ling Su's words, although Ling Zhongtian's requirements were always very high, but if Ouyang really had talent, then his father would definitely cultivate Ouyang, and now he left without saying anything, indicating that Ouyang's talent is extremely poor even if it exists.

Now even if he has this demon transformation recipe in hand, the possibility of him being able to become a demon warrior is extremely low, Ling Su is unwilling to fight Ouyang, he can only motivate Ouyang in this euphemistic way, maybe there will be a miracle in Ouyang's body?

(This is the first update, students, hand over the recommended votes!)