He Has a Dragon

Fatty Huang was about to speak when he suddenly felt his arm being grabbed by someone. Before he could regain his senses, the whole person rose up from the ground and disappeared into the air without a trace.

When Fatty Huang reacted and saw Wang Le with a smile on his face, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course he knew that it was his third brother's invisibility technique that allowed him to become invisible, and he no longer had to worry about enemy attacks.

Then I saw Fatty Huang smiling bitterly and saying to Wang Le: "Thank you for coming in time, brother, otherwise, my life will be decided on this battlefield today."

Wang Le's brows raised out of habit, and he looked at Fatty Huang with a restrained smile and asked: "Before I entered the battlefield, I saw your elder brother's late earth-level protector. What's wrong with his shadow now?" Haven’t seen you yet?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Huang sighed, and replied with a depressed and miserable face: "Brother, I am really unlucky in my life, and I accidentally ran into an elder vampire."

"Senior Brother Qian, who protected me, took action to block the elder vampire. Brother, I couldn't catch up with them at all, and ended up getting separated in a daze."

"Uh!" Wang Le suddenly felt a little speechless. It stands to reason that most of the elder vampires would fight with the late-stage martial arts warriors of the alliance army at a height of ten thousand feet.

There will be elder vampires staying on the ground, mainly to hold down the formation and restrain the team from being scattered, and to keep the organization as intact as possible to maintain combat effectiveness.

What Wang Le didn't expect was that Fatty Huang would be so unlucky. Elder vampires and late-stage martial arts warriors were extremely rare on the ground battlefield. Among the hundreds of thousands of warriors, he ended up bumping into him. There was really no one there. .

"Ahem!" Wang Le cleared his throat, patted Fatty Huang on the shoulder with his free left hand to express comfort, and then said with a smile: "Brother, please stop frowning. This has saved the day."

Fatty Huang nodded. He regained his composure first, and then changed the subject and asked Wang Le: "Third brother, among the members of the trial team, you were the first to enter the battlefield. How many vampires did you kill? How many combat points can you get? "

Wang Le laughed and didn't hide it, and replied in an indifferent tone: "Not bad, plus the three Marquis vampires I just hunted, my current combat merit points have accumulated to 950."

Fatty Huang: "..."

At this time, Wang Le continued: "We are still fifty short of a thousand combat points. I hope to complete it before the end of this battle."

At this moment,

The completely confused Fatty Huang finally came to his senses, looked at Wang Le in stunned silence, couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and said: "If I remember correctly, brother, before going to the battlefield, my battle merit points were one." One hundred and twenty-seven.”

"Then in just half a day's work, brother, you have gained 823 combat merit points!"

Wang Le smiled and nodded, acquiescing.

Fatty Huang immediately gasped uncontrollably, couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead, and lamented with disbelief on his face: "Oh my God, you are simply not a human being!"

After a pause, the shocked Fatty Huang shook his head and couldn't help but continue to sigh: "You are a complete monster, the nemesis of vampires!"

At this point, Fatty Huang suddenly realized something and froze up. Then he looked at Wang Le as if he were looking at a monster, and speculated in shock: "Eight hundred and twenty-three combat merit points, brother, you must be a hunter." Killed a lord vampire worth a hundred combat merit points, equivalent to a middle-level martial arts cultivation level, and he must have killed more than one!"

"Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to obtain so many combat points in such a short period of time!"

Finally, Fatty Huang looked at Wang Le with curiosity and asked, "Brother, how many elder vampires have you hunted down?"

At this time, Wang Le touched his nose out of habit, then stretched out his fingers to show the number seven to Fatty Huang.

"Uh! Seven...seven?" The dumbfounded Fatty Huang confirmed to Wang Le with some trembling.

Wang Le smiled again and nodded in acquiescence.

At this moment, if Wang Le hadn't grabbed Fatty Huang's arm, he would have been frightened and fell to the ground.

After being silent for more than ten seconds, Fatty Huang allowed himself to get out of the unparalleled shock and regained his composure as much as possible. Then he looked at Wang Le with a fond look on his face and said, "Brother, you are the one who decides to top the list of combat merit points." Now, looking at the entire trial team, no one can knock you off the top spot!"

At this time, Wang Le did not forget about it, but shook his head, and said cautiously as always: "Until the end, everything is unknown. It's like rolling dice on a gambling table. Until the moment the dice are revealed, no one will know. You won’t know whether you win or lose.”

Fatty Huang was startled at first, then nodded thoughtfully and agreed: "That's true. After all, rabbits will bite people when they are anxious. What's more, the members of the trial team and the sects behind them are all experts. If you fail to do so, you will violate the rules of the game and cheat during the remaining time of the experience mission."

At this time, Wang Le sighed softly and said with a hint of helplessness: "Therefore, little brother, I can't be lazy until the end. I must do my best and keep hunting vampires. The more points I can get, the better. Let those members of the trial team know that even if they cheat, it won’t work!”

Fatty Huang curled his lips and said, "I don't know about the other members of the trial team. Anyway, brother, I am completely desperate."

"During the rest of the training mission, my brother and I have no desire to hunt vampires at all. I just want to make soy sauce and save my life. I am already content."

At the end, Fatty Huang did not forget to smile and added: "As the saying goes, those who can work hard, anyway, I have you to support me, brother, I am so relieved, there is no pressure at all."

When Wang Le saw Fatty Huang acting like such a scoundrel, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at him. He smiled angrily and cursed: "I, Wang Le, am really unlucky to meet a slut like you!"

The thick-skinned yellow fat man responded with a nonchalant smile: "I can't help it, brother, who made you so powerful and powerful? Brother, I have my back against a big tree so I can enjoy the shade."

"Uh!" Three black lines suddenly appeared on Wang Le's forehead. It was a mistake to believe that he was so powerful.

And while the two were floating in the sky and chatting easily, Wang Le split his time and still did not give up searching for Zhuang Yu and Yin Liaoyuan. From time to time, he used the power of the Eye of Deception to see through every corner of the battlefield on the ground, hoping that A blind cat can encounter a dead mouse and find these two serious troubles.