Resurrection Of Reiki: Undecided When Things Happen

"You are very interested in this kind of ancient books. As long as you join our team, I can use my relationship to help you bring a batch of them over, all through my own channels."

"It's all about warriors."

As the old man finished speaking, an old sound transmission suddenly sounded in his ear, causing Lu An to raise his head suddenly and meet the smiling eyes of the old man.

How come everyone knows that he is a Wuxiu?

"Aren't you full? And I'm not a Saudi."

After a moment of silence, under the expectant eyes of Samisha Aydar, he blurted out slowly.

"The quota for the World Championship is 16 starters and four substitutes. Not long ago, I cut one, and there is a substitute vacancy."

"It doesn't matter if you are a Saudi or not, as long as you can win."

"Anyway, Tianxuan's side has already been settled, and it's too late for you to go back. Why don't you join us and fight with Princess Samisha and the others."

"Don't worry, if you run into the Tianxuan team, you won't be allowed to play."

Seeing that Lu An let go a little, the old man immediately knew that he was steady.

Prescribe the right medicine to the case, and for the warrior, just use the things he is interested in to lure, so you don't have to worry about not being hooked.

"How many books are you talking about?"

"At least fifteen books, all of which are of interest to you."

The two riddlers asked and answered, but the coach behind them couldn't get in the way.

"One time, I will help you play a team competition! You must win, if not, forget it, you can find another substitute."

"By the way, I won't go to the singles competition."

Lu An stretched out a finger to bargain with the old man.

"What guarantee do you have? You must know that there are many geniuses in the world, and everyone's methods are very accessible. Don't think that Prince Hezaben is weak, and he has many things that are useless."

"If you really fight, you won't be afraid of monks who are in the early stages of supernatural powers."

The old man frowned, not agreeing to Lu An's request.

"This is my business. If I can win, I will definitely win. If I don't win, I will return all the books and participate in all future team competitions!"

The strong self-confidence was exposed, which infected Adar and Samisha next to him.

Think of what he did in Todis before.

Ask them themselves, absolutely can't do it.

"What a confident little guy!"

The old man became more and more curious about Lu An's identity, looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed.

"Okay, I believe you once, but one team competition is too little, at least five times is enough! You don't know the value of ancient books, do you?"

"Impossible, just once. Also, show me Tianxuan's player list."

Lu An roughly calculated the countries in the world.

Five team competitions, most of the schedule has been participated in.

The old fox is quite a thief.

...

"The ancient book will be given to you tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Prince Adar can take you in and out of our school's cultivation secret realm at will, and let you use it."

In the end, after bargaining, the old man set the number of shots at two times before he left contentedly.

Before leaving, he left behind a tablet, which contained lists of players from various countries that had been submitted to the world championships.

No wonder the old man said that players cannot be changed after submission.

"We, are teammates?" Aida felt a little unreal.

Is this the principal's purpose?

"Teammates in the two team competitions, to be honest, if the opponent is not strong, strictly speaking, it will not exceed one minute."

Lu An turned on the tablet while talking.

He is too lazy to play the game of tricks where you come and go.

If you go up, you will throw the seal of floating life. It is expected that the game will be over in five seconds.

Thinking of the elderly, it's not just talk about aging.

Tempting him with ancient books, he successfully bought insurance for himself to be promoted twice.

"Are you so sure that you can win? Players from some countries are not weaker than you." Samisha lay on the table, wondering what kind of confidence Lu An had that she didn't know.

"The realm is one thing, but the combat power and means are another matter."

Lu An clicked on the list, and a lot of names and portraits came into view immediately.

Caesar, Arthur, Kim Sang Ki, Miyamoto Masukin...

All in all, Shenzang walks everywhere, and even has supernatural powers.

The God of Light descended into the world, titles such as Little Knight King, Sea God, Prophet and King of Poisons were hung on the introduction, which can be described as extremely exciting.

Turning to the page of Tianxuan, Lu An's eyes lit up immediately when the name caught his eye, and he let out a chuckle.

"Wang Weizun, Su Daoqi, Tian Ming, Shen Li, Zhao Yaoyao, Qing Lianyou, Xiang Yuan, Gu Mengmeng..."

Twenty names, many of which he is familiar with.

"Shame."

Seeing Gu Xiaorou on the substitute seat with a clear heart, Lu An couldn't help but feel happy.

But to be honest, even if it is a substitute, it is a substitute that stands out from thousands of geniuses.

"It's all hidden..."

Looking at Shen Li's seventh-level realm of Shenzang, a trace of nostalgia flashed in Lu An's eyes.

Twenty people, the worst one is the fourth level of Shenzang, and there is even one who does not know who has achieved supernatural powers, and one who has half-step supernatural powers.

According to the description, he is a true disciple from the great sect.

"Samisha, what state are you in now?"

Lu An looked up at Samisha who was continuing to exercise, and suddenly realized that Adar had left at some point.

"It's almost level seven, and I'm the strongest under Hezaben." Samisha waved her fist and took the time to reply.

"Oh, it seems that the gap is quite large."

He was not only talking about the gap between Saudi Arabia and Tianxuan, but also the gap between Samisha and Adar.

A level six of Shenzang and a half-step of Shenzang, the difference is more than a little bit.

It also made him clearly realize the gap between Samisha's physique and others.

"No, then why can Aida be selected? I think the worst among them are all Shenzang-level players."

"Because his eyes are special, it makes up for Adar's strength gap."

"Understood." Lu An lowered his head and stared at their heads.

I haven't seen each other for half a year, and the few people have matured a lot. Xiang Yuan's forehead has two more crossed ivory, Shen Li's long hair has completely turned into ice white, Gu Mengmeng's hair is still black and white, her eyes are purple, Wei Xiaoran The eyes are much sharper.

Gu Xiaorou changed into Gu Mengmeng's same hairstyle, and Zhao Yaoyao's temperament and appearance were even more breathtaking, with a clear heart and light green hair, exuding a fresh and natural atmosphere, and she wore two branch and leaf earrings, for fear that others would not know that she was a nanny.

"I've chosen them all, so it's not Elder Ming who made a small fuss?" Lu An thought to himself.

[Gu Mengmeng: 18 years old, level 6 of Shenzang, good at swordsmanship, once drove back 400 people in the ancient ruins battlefield, won the dragon and phoenix contest, and is the direct disciple of Tianxuan Gu Xiu:ming, now lives in Wanling The secret place of the school. 】

Judging from Gu Mengmeng's brief introduction, it's no secret that Elder Ming is her master, and he has been teaching her to practice openly and aboveboard.

It stands to reason that Chen Mo and Zhao Yanjun are not far behind, and it is impossible to lose the election.

But the fact is that only these few were chosen by Wan Ling.

This had to make Lu An suspect that it was the reason why Elder Ming was by Gu Mengmeng's side, and made others follow suit.

Lu An has nothing to say about Elder Ming's knowledge.

To become an elder of a first-class sect in ancient times, no matter in terms of knowledge or strength, they are definitely top-notch.

Teaching a few people is an easy task.

"It's all good, don't worry."

Lu, the lonely old man, An, the boulder hanging from the bottom of his heart crashed to the ground.