He Has a Dragon

?When Wang Le and Fatty Huang asked Luo Xiong for an explanation, the trial team members in the distance also left~щww~~lā

Because they are also curious, why do the blood-red rays of light last for different lengths of time when different members of the trial team use blood as a medium to establish the connection between the waist badge magic weapon and the battle monument?

Luo Xiong glanced at everyone with a normal expression, and then he did not remain silent anymore. He said with a smile: "The length of the blood-red light that blooms depends on your potential in practicing martial arts."

“Shorter time indicates limited potential, and longer time indicates greater potential.”

Speaking of this, Luo Xiong did not forget to glance at the expressionless Wang Le, and then changed the topic: "Of course, this method of using blood to observe the condition of the physical body and test the potential value is not very accurate. .”

"Because this is only a test based on each person's blood and cannot measure everyone's understanding of martial arts."

"You know, if everyone can quickly feel the various realms in martial arts when practicing martial arts, then the speed of cultivation will undoubtedly become faster."

Hearing this, the sudden look in Wang Le's eyes flashed away, and at the same time he thought to himself: "If according to Luo Xiong's meaning, if you want to see a person's martial arts talent, you have to look at the physical constitution and the talent for martial arts perception. It’s measured comprehensively.”

With his mind wandering, Wang Le glanced at the members of the trial team, including Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge, and found that they had calm faces. He immediately knew that these guys must know what Luo Xiong said.

"Damn, it seems that I am the only one who doesn't understand!" Wang Le couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Sure enough, Fatty Huang leaned into Wang Le's ear and explained softly: "Senior Luo is right. The potential of every warrior is generally determined by a combination of physical fitness and talent for understanding martial arts."

"It's just a matter of using blood to measure the body's physique to test a warrior's martial arts potential. This is also my first time, brother."

Wang Le nodded to express his understanding, and then Fatty Huang stood back to his original position.

Until this moment, Wang Le finally understood one thing.

That's why Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge are so hungry for ancient body-refining techniques, and they are determined to obtain them. If nothing unexpected happens, the root lies in the potential of practicing martial arts.

Then Luo Xiong looked deeply at Wang Le again, then moved his eyes away and said with a smile: "You are indeed the genius disciples of your respective sects.

This test was an eye-opener for Luo. "

Then Luo Xiong did not give the members of the trial team a chance to continue asking questions, and said: "Now that everything is done, you can go back to your residence to rest. After the sun sets, Luo will tell you the details of the trial mission. "

After finishing speaking, Luo Xiong disappeared in a flash and sped towards the exit of the school ground.

Wang Le looked at Luo Xiong's swiftly distant back thoughtfully, and thought to himself: "You are running so fast, is there something wrong in your heart?"

"Even if Luo Xiong didn't tell the truth, there's nothing I can do against him, alas!"

After thinking about it, Wang Le could only spread his hands, feeling helpless.

At this time, Zheng Ge came forward and said to Wang Le: "Third brother, let's go to the front of the battle merit monument and take a look at the earth-level battle merit rankings!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Huang continued: "We are not in a hurry to go back to our place after reading this. The box that Senior Brother Wang took us to last time was rented out for a long time by Senior Brother Wang when we paid our respects yesterday." Come down."

Wang Le just nodded without saying anything and walked straight to the battle monument not far away.

When Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge saw this, they didn't bother to say anything and just followed him.

As for those members of the trial team who had seen the Earth-level combat merit rankings, they left the school grounds directly.

But before leaving, everyone couldn't help but glance at Wang Le's back.

"How strong is this guy's body? What a monster." A member of the trial team muttered softly.

Yin Liaoyuan, the disciple of the Martial Arts Temple who caused the blood-red light to bloom for more than 30 seconds, glanced at Wang Le's back in the distance with an expressionless expression, then closed his eyes and left the school grounds with a group of trial team members. …

When the three of them came to the front of the dark battle merit monument, they looked up at the earth-level battle merit ranking list with no points set on it.

The bright white fonts on the ranking list seem to be floating slowly on the water, but unlike the Mystical Rank Battle Merit List on the back, they fluctuate up and down rapidly and appear to be relatively stable.

First place: Fan Rendian

Hunting Dukes: 52

Hunting Lord: 19

Hunting elders: 6

Second place: Qin Changfeng

Hunting Dukes: 45

Hunting Lord: 7

Hunting elders: 2

………………

When Wang Le saw the name of the Earth-level powerhouse who ranked first on the Earth-level combat merit rankings, he was instantly stunned.

The name Blood Sea Sword Fan Rendian is already very familiar to Wang Le.

"I didn't expect this killer star to come to the border battlefield." Wang Le whispered to himself.

After Fatty Huang heard Wang Le talking to himself next to him, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "It seems that I am very impressed by this bloody sea sword!"

Seeing that Wang Le didn't show the slightest thought in his heart, he shrugged and curled his lips and responded with a nonchalant expression: "Who makes him as famous as my master Bonanhua Blood Sword!"

Before Fatty Huang could speak again, Wang Le looked up at the ranking list on the battle merit monument, and at the same time he did not forget to sigh: "The gap between the rankings is too big. It is worthy of the Blood Sea Sword, and it only beats the second place." I can just follow behind and eat ashes."

At this time, Zheng Ge took over the topic and said with a smile: "The martial arts world that can kill people everywhere is recognized as a killer. The Blood Sea Saber is not a wasted reputation, especially this reputation comes from the central region where competition is the most fierce. Yes, it can be seen from this.”

Wang Le raised his brows, his eyes flickered, and said softly: "I have never seen the peerless killing style of my uncle back then. This time I can see Fan Rendian, the bloody sea sword that is as famous as him. It is considered a worthwhile trip." Come and take a walk around the border.”

Fatty Huang immediately showed a worried look and reminded: "Brother, Nanhua Temple and the Heavenly King's Palace of the Blood Sea Saber have always been sworn enemies. You have to be careful. It's best to avoid Fan Rendian, the god of death... "

Before he finished speaking, Wang Le interrupted with a smile: "Are you afraid that when he sees my little brother, he will kill me immediately with a knife?"

Before Fatty Huang could respond, Wang Le patted the other party on the shoulder and said, "I know what I'm doing, so I won't get in the way."

Since Fatty Huang saw Wang Le and said so, there was nothing to persuade him.

Immediately, the three of them selected only the top twenty earth-level warriors on the earth-level combat merit rankings. After reading, they left the school grounds without any further delay...