Chapter 752: The Birth of a Record 4 (Ten Watches, Happy Holidays.)
"That blue, robbed?"
Although I don't know if the word robbery is true, the symbol of the thirteen pavilion masters in his hand is blue. Moreover, it is also because of this symbol, coupled with the Medal of Honor that he grabbed before, that now he has become the new Thirteen Pavilion Masters. The man surnamed Ling sighed.
"Since it's blue, what's the hurry, he can still allow others to rob him of his things, and sooner or later he has to take them back."
Looking at the person who seemed to be dozing off again, the man surnamed Ling continued, "However, I learned through the news. Lan Gang just beat up another pavilion master of the Thirteen Pavilions. Moreover, it is also a one-hit second kill. ”
"Well, in other words, Lan has become the Thirteen Pavilion Masters again."
"By the way, I heard that there was another little guy from the Thirteenth Pavilion Lord at that time, and he wanted to persuade him to fight, and then he was also beaten together, and it was also a one-hit kill and frozen into slag."
"That's right, Lan is now the pavilion master of the two pavilions."
"The two pavilion masters also called the other two, and according to my estimate, if they dared to go, they would also be sent to death. These geniuses, of course, are geniuses. Blue ......"
"I've said everything I need to say, so what are we going to do now?"
"One is the grace of the Thirteen Pavilion masters through robbery, and the other is Lan, who has always been far ahead in strength, anyway, both of them go against the original intention of the establishment of the Thirteen Pavilions. I really can't control this. ”
After finishing speaking, the man surnamed Ling also lay back on the stool, looking like his task was solved, and no one wanted to look for him again.
"These two guys!"
"A thorn in the genius, it's hard to do."
"It's ......"
"What's so hard about it?" A group of people died here bitterly, and the man in the black hat in the corner suddenly spoke.
"Oh?"
"The Thirteen Pavilions are originally to select the most talented geniuses, Lan is definitely a genius among geniuses, this kind of undoubted will grow to that level sooner or later. If he wanted to, then what if the Thirteen Pavilions were unified? It's a big deal, just go back to normal next time. Now he is three in twenty, seven years at most. Wouldn't it be cost-effective to spend seven years witnessing the posture of a peerless powerhouse? And the most important thing is, what he does, to put it bluntly, we don't dare to care, don't we? It's good to be a favor, what is there to be hypocritical. The people in the black hats said indifferently, regardless of the red faces of those people.
"Then that's what about him, Fenghua?" The old man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then he mentioned the next point.
"Luck is also part of strength." This time, the hat man's words were more concise.
"Finished?"
"His name is Fenghua, but he is the son of that man. Moreover, it was scrapped once. Now that person has grown to the point where you and I must look up. To put it bluntly, I still can't afford to provoke it. He may not have known what happened back then, but now that something has happened, he is not afraid that the short-term protector will come over? ”
"That ......"
"In a word, the Thirteen Pavilion was originally for the little ones to play. Let's disperse. A few words that didn't give face were thrown down, but everyone was relieved by the last sentence.
Yes, let's play!
At the same time, Fenghua, who has been free-range, heard a word. "Welcome, honorable new Thirteen Pavilion Lords, please choose a name for your Pavilion."