He Has a Dragon

When the members of the trial team memorized the names of the unfamiliar Xuan-level powerhouses on the Xuan-level combat merit rankings, they no longer had the intention to continue reading. In front of the battle merit monument with the names of each trial team member.

Luo Yin: (Points————)

Number of marquis hunted——

Number of Dukes Hunted——

Number of lords hunted——

Huang Feihong: (Points————)

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This battle merit ranking list specially prepared for the trial team's training mission has an additional section on the vampire hunting level than the alliance army's Xuan level battle merit ranking list. It is obviously divided more specifically and carefully.

"Oh, they even listed all the hunting lords, which are equivalent to the existence of us warriors in the middle of the earth level!"

"Hey, it's a good thing I didn't list the elder-level vampires who are equivalent to the late-stage warriors. Otherwise, I really doubt that the person who made this ranking list of combat achievements is crazy."

"However, creating such a detailed ranking list of combat achievements can better reflect the strength of each trial team member, because the more vampires who hunt high-level vampires, the more powerful their individual combat capabilities will be."

"But no matter how strong the combat power is, if you don't rank first in points, you will end up with nothing. Not only will the sect receive less training resources, but there will also be no personal rewards. Therefore, there are no challenges to those who are high-level. The time you have for high-level vampires is better spent hunting down a few more low-level marquis vampires!”

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Standing in front of the battle monument specially erected for the trial team, everyone discussed in low voices and expressed their opinions on the settings on the ranking list, so as to have a clear understanding of it.

Wang Le, who had been staying at the back of the crowd, finally stopped looking at the merit list and whispered to himself: "It is equivalent to one point for a marquis in the Xuan level, ten points for a duke at the early stage of the earth level, and ten points for a lord in the middle stage of the earth level. One hundred points, which is equivalent to an elder vampire with a late Xuan level cultivation, although it is impossible to kill him, but a score must be worked out no matter what!"

Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge beside them were immediately struck by Wang Le's words, causing black lines to appear on their foreheads. This also attracted the attention of several trial team members nearby, including Luo Yin, who had a bet with them.

Fatty Huang said to Wang Le speechlessly: "Brother, even if this trial team hides its dragons and crouching tigers,

There is absolutely no one who can kill elder-level vampires at the late Earth level! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Yin, who was nearby, glanced at Wang Le coldly and said, "This is harder than seeing a ghost in broad daylight."

Wang Le rubbed his nose out of habit, but he didn't have the same experience as Luo Yin. He laughed and said, "Everyone, just relax. I'm just saying that. There's no need to react so fiercely."

Luo Yin immediately snorted and turned his head away, ignoring Wang Le again.

At this time, a look of excitement flashed across Zheng Ge's face, and he said to himself: "Looking at the ranking list of battle achievements, Zheng can't wait to see the sun set soon, and the training mission will officially begin!"

Wang Le looked at Zheng Ge with a raised brow and said, "You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. When you get to the battlefield, there will be endless vampires for you to kill. By then, it will be too difficult to be as relaxed as you are now."

Fatty Huang laughed and nodded in agreement: "My brother is right, so let's cherish our leisure time now!"

While the three of them were chatting and laughing, Luo Xiong saw that everyone had already figured it out, so he didn't delay any longer. He walked up to everyone with a smile, and then said: "Everyone, please line up in order and walk to the battle medals one by one. , take out your own magic weapon."

Immediately, everyone was seen lining up in front of the battle monument according to Luo Xiong's instructions. Wang Le stood at the back of the crowd as always and did not push to the front.

Soon, the members of the trial team formed a long queue in an orderly manner, and Luo Xiong continued: "In order to establish a connection between your waist magic weapon and the battle monument, everyone needs to contribute two drops of their own blood. , using blood as a matchmaker, dripped it on the waist badge and the war merit monument."

Wang Le frowned. This kind of thing using blood as a matchmaker made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Because when he was in the secular world, he had encountered the evil thing of Baizi Blood River Carriage, which was sacrificed with blood.

With his mind wandering, Wang Le looked at the members of the trial team in front and saw that everyone had calm faces and no intention of being surprised or objecting at all. This made him feel more at ease. Otherwise, he would really have no sense of security. .

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, Zhuang Yu, one of the Qing Palace twins who was standing at the front of the team, walked to the dark battle monument without hesitation.

Immediately, Luo Xiong walked up to Zhuang Yu and explained in detail the steps to use blood as a medium to establish the connection between the waist medal magic weapon and the battle monument.

Zhuang Yu followed the steps, biting his finger and first popping a drop of blood onto the battle monument, and then squeezed out a little more blood onto the magic weapon in his hand.

Then Zhuang Yu followed Luo Xiong's instructions and quickly affixed the magic weapon in his hand to the battle monument.

At this moment, the magic weapon and the battle monument in Zhuang Yu's hand bloomed with blood-red light without any distinction, wrapping Zhuang Yu's entire body.

But this blood-red light only bloomed for seven or eight seconds, and then it converged and disappeared, and the waist magic weapon and battle monument returned to their original appearance.

"Okay." Luo Xiong said.

Zhuang Yu nodded, put away his magic weapon, and then went directly around to the front of the battle monument without returning to the team.

When everyone saw this, they knew that Zhuang Yu wanted to see which famous giants were on the earth-level combat merit rankings.

At this time, Fatty Huang, who was standing in front of Wang Le, suddenly turned around and said softly: "It's a pity that the Nanhua Blood Sword didn't come to this border, otherwise he would definitely have a place among the top three in the Earth Rank Merit Ranking."

Wang Le smiled and said nothing, but he was thinking in his heart: "It seems that the great master uncle has gained such a great reputation, and he still remains intact after so many years!"

In this way, the members of the trial team behind Zhuang Yu followed the same method and established a connection between their personal magic weapons and the battle monument.

During this process, Wang Le, who was attentive, discovered that every time a connection was successfully established, the blood-red light emitted from the waistband magic weapon and the battle monument varied for different lengths of time depending on the members of the trial team.

There are seven or eight seconds like Zhuang Yu, and two or three seconds for members of the trial team. What caught Wang Le's attention the most was that one member of the trial team who was usually maverick and taciturn emitted a blood-red light that lasted as long as More than thirty seconds.

This obvious difference unsurprisingly attracted the attention of the trial team members behind.

As for the members of the trial team who had established good contact, they went to the battle monument, so they did not see this scene.