Feng Jiuyou looked at Yan Zheng, who was swaying his blood on the stage, and gave a positive answer.

In the future, she also wants to form a navy to conquer the sea of stars.

At the moment when the two spoke, the match on the martial arts field was over.

One hundred winners stood on the jousting arena in high spirits, their faces full of excitement.

In the future, they can go out with their master.

And those people in the audience were all annoyed about how they lost.

I lost this time, and I don't know how long I have to stay up before I can usher in the next assessment and be able to go out on a mission with my master.

In order to select some people who can be used, although the 100 places for the winners of the assessment have been released, the competition still has to continue.

This time, the game was not a scuffle as before, but a one-on-one fight, and the losing side was eliminated directly.

The fifty winners advance to the next challenge.

It is divided into five groups, a group of ten people, one person is drawn from the ten people to guard, and the remaining nine people are challenged.

Until the first place in each group is decided, and the top five are directly entered.

The top five are also determined by guarding the ring.

There was no surprise at all, Yan Zheng really won the first place.

However, the second place made Feng Jiuyou very surprised, it turned out to be a little girl about fourteen years old, and the girl's strength was surprisingly great.

If it weren't for Yan Zheng's faster body style, the first place would have fallen on her head.

"Wu Lao, where did you find such a good seedling?"

Feng Jiuyou asked.

"This is our Jiuhem people, the ancestor of that little girl, every generation will appear a strong person with natural divine power, but I didn't expect this generation to fall on a little girl."

Wu Lao sighed.

"Can't a woman inherit?" Feng Jiuyou asked disdainfully.

"Not really."

Wu Lao awkwardly retorted that in the rivers and lakes, there is no distinction between men and women, and most of them worship the strong.

Just like Miss, if Miss doesn't have this weird strength, although he will protect Miss as she grows up, he won't assist.

The Nine Pyloric Gates need a strong man to support them, not a waste person with no force value. Even if he didn't care, the rest of the Nine Pyloric Sect would have opinions.

is like Miss's mother, even if he is the blood of the old master, he can't be called "Miss".

"But what else is arranged?"

Feng Jiuyou finished the assessment and asked Wu Lao.

"It's rare to be lively today, I've already asked someone to hunt game, let's eat barbecue tonight, I haven't tasted the wine brewed by Miss for a long time."

In the end, Wu Lao couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"The last sentence is the key, right?"

Feng Jiuyou said helplessly.

"Or Miss understands me."

"Okay."

……

Feng Jiuyou glanced at his subordinates who were still eating wine and drinking meat, and said to Wu Lao, Feng Jiuyou followed Feng Yun'er and Leng Ze back to her exclusive courtyard.

After entrusting the softness to Feng Yun'er and Leng Ze, he and Wu Lao went out of the valley and headed towards the secret base.

Feng Jiuyou and Wu Lao had just approached the intersection of the secret base, and five powerful breaths rushed out, and when they saw Wu Lao, the killing intent on their bodies suddenly converged.

Clasp hands together and salute.

"Elder Wu."

"Elders, hard work."

Wu Lao also returned the salute.

"This is the master of the door."

Wu Lao introduced the wind to several old men.

"I've seen the doorman."

Several old men looked at Feng Jiuyou excitedly, and they finally looked forward to the door master.

"Miss, these are the elders of the Nine Pyloric Sect."

Wu Lao also introduced the origins of several people to Feng Jiuyou.

(End of chapter)