Seeing hundreds of people on the court looking at him, Long Xiangtian's vanity was slightly satisfied. 【】 He said hello.

At this moment, hundreds of people in the field stopped their hands when they saw Long Xiangtian walking to the ring. They didn't know what to do.

Niu Ren was a little depressed. He was frustrated. Because no one looked at him?

I am tall and handsome than this broken master, and I also have a car. Is it not attractive if I am a hair-haired person?

Niu Ren can't figure it out, it can't figure it out.

"Cough cough." Long Xiangtian coughed twice, and the originally noisy training camp completely quieted down, including several elite training camp students who were coaxing.

Although they are all the prides of heaven, their potential is limited. After all, their potential cannot be used as food. Long Xiangtian is a high-level elder, and his strength is extremely powerful.

"First of all, let me introduce you to this person. This person is Niu Ren, and his strength is at the first level of warrior. I want to see everyone's level today, okay?" Long Xiangtian looked at the students around him with a smile on his face, and laughed in his heart.

I told you to show off and ask you to pull yourself in front of your master. I would make you cry even if you have no place to cry.

Niu Ren, who was standing quietly beside Long Xiangtian, said nothing, but his eyes were filled with shimmer.

The students in the audience looked at each other and felt a little incredible. I don’t know where Long Xiangtian was playing.

A rookie with a first-level warrior, even a resident of the original Dragon Castle, even an aunt who swept the floor in Long Castle, is more than the first-level warrior.

In this underground castle with full name martial arts, the first-level warrior is basically considered a useless person.

"Don't worry, he is really the first-level warrior. If you don't believe it, please use your spiritual sense to scan it." Long Xiangtian added slightly when he saw the students who were a little restless below.

As soon as this sentence was said, the students under the arena all used their spiritual sense to observe the young man beside Long Xiangtian.

The spiritual consciousness is a way to detect the other party. Each practitioner will have his own spiritual consciousness, which is exactly the same as the ancient god ring that can detect the enemy's cultivation.

However, the spiritual consciousness is limited, and its function is far less powerful than the ancient god ring, and it can only survey people of no higher level than oneself.

For example, if you are at the third level of warrior, you can use your spiritual sense to observe that the other party is a ninth level of warrior. But if the other party is a one-star primary warrior, you can observe it.

Instinctively felt dozens of spiritual senses to investigate him. Niu Ren frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy.

In the world of cultivators, it is very impolite to use spiritual sense to detect the other party’s strength. If you are not discovered, it would be fine, but if you are discovered, you will have trouble.

Seeing that the young man next to Long Xiangtian was really a first-level warrior rookie, everyone under the ring smiled slightly. I wonder why Long Xiangtian called a first-level warrior rookie to come over.

Could it be that the strength of the big guy who took the postgraduate entrance examination is too nonsense. The students present at the lowest basic training camp are all third-level warriors, and there are also ordinary and even elite training camp masters. Defeating a first-level warrior rookie is not the same as playing.

"Tell you, this kid is very strong." Long Xiangtian smiled and then said, "If you beat this first-level rookie of warrior, I will give you 10,000. If you lose, what if you give me 100,000."

Long Xiangtian said it very fairly, after all, generally unequal gambling is ten to one.

"I want one-half." Niu Ren glanced at Long Xiangtian with his face beside him and said unhappily.

Who does this guy treat himself as a gambling product or something.

"Sun." Long Xiangtian, who was originally smiling, changed his face instantly. He was counting on Niu Ren to be beaten today. At worst, he could just give some money to the students below.

But I didn't expect that Niu Ren would dare to take one-half of the confidence. Long Xiangtian didn't expect Niu Ren to win. The more he lost, the happier he would be.

"Okay." Long Xiangtian gritted his teeth and then smiled.

"Yeah." Niu Ren grinned slightly. His smile was very strange, but he was discovered by Long Xiangtian beside him.

"Can this kid be more powerful than the first level of warrior?" Long Xiangtian was a little disbelief. Niu Ren's expression became more and more suspicious at this moment.

At this moment, a hint of smile appeared on the corner of Niu Ren's mouth, and he must be sure of his strength.

Long Xiangtian was a little disbelief and secretly scanned Niu Ren with his spiritual sense. But he found that there was only one level warrior.

Strange, where did his confidence come from.

But Long Xiangtian didn't think much about it, and most of his heart believed that this kid must be pretending.

Thinking of this, Long Xiangtian smiled, and the depression on his brows had disappeared.

"I'll participate." A heavy voice slowly came from the crowd, and everyone immediately looked back.

This is a fat man in his twenties, with an estimated tonnage of more than 300 kilograms. He has a black dragon tattooed on his body and a fleshy face, like a hob meat.

"Hehe." The fat man smiled softly, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

He had just passed Niu Ren on the observation stand several times and found that he was indeed a first-level warrior, so he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Okay, report your cultivation." Long Xiangtian grinned and slowly looked at the fat man walking towards the ring.

"Li Dalong. Level 4 of the Warrior, Basic Training Camp." The fat man's voice was quite loud, and his appearance was very attractive. There were even a few mm who kept looking at him.

Seeing a few mm below looking at him, Li Dalong felt even more happy and said that he must perform well today, after all, there was only one eye-catching opportunity.

It is always a famous saying of Li Dalong's father.

"Have you brought the money?" Long Xiangtian looked at the fat man in front of him with a fat face and said seriously.

"Take it, take it." Li Dalong nodded excitedly, but was saying in his heart; I don't know who will give who money.

"Okay, the game is just the beginning. There are no rules. As long as you don't die, anything can be done." Long Xiangtian paused and then said; "Just throw the opponent out of the ring, you will win."

As soon as they finished speaking, everyone saw Long Xiangtian disappearing out of thin air on the ring, but the next second appeared under the ring three meters high. They couldn't help but secretly envy him; they deserve to be a law enforcement officer, and their strength is awesome.

When Long Xiangtian came to the bottom of the ring, he called a student casually and asked him to bring a chair over.

Sure enough, students rushed to move stools one by one. After all, they were able to move stools for high-level elders. It would be awesome to say it. If you are lucky and get Long Xiangtian's appreciation, it would be like a smoke coming from the ancestral grave and reaching a high level of success.

In this way, the first master in history sat under the ring, hoping that the apprentice on the ring would lose, and that he would lose a big loss.

The reason is that this apprentice is discomfortable to being a master.

Brothers, the ring is finally one hundred chapters. It has been fattened, kill it.

One hundred chapters, I want a few collections, and I am also happy.
Chapter completed!