One person's royal painting

Chapter 500 Admission and Rules

Boom boom boom!
In the arena, the air became more and more dull. Fortunately, the audience hadn't entered the arena at this time. Otherwise, it would probably scare away many people if they rushed to this momentum.

"Huh? Could it be that the old man came at the wrong time?"

At this moment, an old voice came in from outside, attracting everyone's attention.

However, looking at it, the tit-for-tat momentum between Lu Ci and Zheng Rufeng disappeared in the air.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Most of the people present were well-known people, and no one knew Zhang Zhiwei.

Contemporary top!
He said that he is the second child, who dares to say that he is the boss, not even the four families, let alone the five families of the Yinmen!
"Old Heavenly Master, I never imagined that this gathering of heroes would attract you as well..."

Wang Ai smiled and said, "It's still too boring to stay on Longhu Mountain, so come out for a walk."

"Hehe, Patriarch Wang, it is thanks to your grandson that the old man can come down." Zhang Zhiwei said to Wang Ai with a smile.

Outside the door, Wang Bing and others who had been waiting for a long time began to walk into the arena.

After seeing these two again, some imperceptible emotions flashed in the eyes of some big shots.

"Quiet!"

Speaking of...

Looking at the representatives coming out of the crowd one after another, Zheng Rufeng continued: "Also, let me explain the rules again."

However, this is also easy to understand.

In other words, their four teams are number five.

It seems that the rumors are true, and the two heroes are really hugging each other.

The gate of the arena slowly opened.

Those old antiques who have been in seclusion for decades did not come from the era of the Anti-Japanese War and Jiashen, and who have not fought a few life-and-death battles, no matter how much they refine their energy or how rich their combat experience is.

This is the might of a hero!

Zheng Rufeng, the patriarch of the Zheng clan, glanced at the old man without saying anything. Instead, he looked at the young talents below and said, "I can't bear this power, so don't think about becoming stronger in the future. There is no one who becomes stronger." Heart, destined not to go far..."

Wang Bing raised his head and glanced at the direction where the Tang Sect was. Tang Sect also came this time, but it was Tang Miaoxing who was supposed to die.

It is worth noting that Zhang Chulan is actually wearing a Taoist robe!
Could it be that this guy has given up going anywhere and is going back to Longhushan?
In the past, Wang Bing told Zhang Chulan more than once that his best destination was Longhu Mountain.

But...

This is the difference!
"Cough cough!"

Wang Bing was able to resist this coercion, but the other young people felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that the people were almost ready, Zheng Rufeng's slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened, like a sharp sword unsheathed.

On Longhu Mountain, with the blessing of Zhang Zhiwei's big thick legs, practice hard for a few years, and after Zhang Zhiwei's hundred years, maybe Zhang Chulan has the ability to protect himself.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't say much, and walked straight to his position.

"Hehehe..."

"Then Ruhu and Ding Zhangan?"

This kind of large-scale competition is too rare in the world of aliens, as can be seen from Luo Tian Dajiao.

"Is there any question?" Lu Huan, who was standing beside Wang Bing, suddenly asked.

As he said that, the staff on the side put a number box in front of everyone, and Zheng Rufeng continued: "I think you all know the rules, the lottery will be drawn on a team basis, and each team will send a representative to draw lots. "

Of course, it doesn't mean that all of these people will participate in this Heroes' Gathering, and many of them came here specially to watch the competition.

Under the stage, Wang Bing looked down at the number plate, and there was a big "Wu" written on it.

Zhang Chulan, Zhang Lingyu, Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, Ma Xianhong, Feng Xingtong...

Are Ding Zhangan and Na Ruhu strong?
powerful!
The two strongest people in the Mesozoic Era, but if you really want to fight, who cares how old you are.

Squeak!

"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense, let's draw lots!"

Unlike Luo Tian Dajiao one-on-one, this time it was a team battle, and surprisingly, the rules this time were only life and death.

As a foreigner, if you don't improve your cultivation well, you have to walk around like a private detective with a timed nuclear bomb.

Some old antiques who have been in seclusion for many years have come out of the mountain one after another. These people are really not weak.

锃!
The deep and dark eyes shrank slightly, and suddenly, a power was released from his body, making the air around him become like a fierce wind, and there were irregular lines in the surrounding air that were almost visible to the naked eye. The veins spread out at an extremely fast speed, directly covering the entire arena.

Doesn't this mean that those people from the Tang Sect can completely slander others on the court?

How to put it, in fact, Na Ruhu and Ding Zhangan arrived first. After learning that Zhang Zhiwei did not go in, Na Ruhu asked people to slow down their pace on purpose, and they came in after Zhang Zhiwei went in.

"This meeting of heroes is not limited to life and death. If you don't have the awareness to face death, I personally suggest that you don't play so as not to lose your life."

"As for how to judge the loss... If all members of the opponent's team lose the ability to fight, it will be a loss."

"Hey, my grandson can't do things with a brain, so please don't be as knowledgeable as him." Wang Ai said with a smile.

The implication is that you can use any means, you can be aboveboard, or you can steal chickens and dogs behind your back.

After waiting for the representatives of various forces to arrive one after another, the Heroes' Meeting can almost begin...

This old man can still look like a king?
Standing in the crowd, Wang Bing looked at Zheng Rufeng on a high place, a little surprised. If he hadn't lived in this world for more than 20 years, he really thought he was the overlord of a certain thief king just now.

This guy has been putting all his energy on Feng Baobao, which seems absurd to Wang Bing.

After Zhang Zhiwei, there are two heroes.

Zheng Rufeng, who was sitting on the organizer's seat, paused slightly, and immediately, his figure waved like ripples, appeared on the host stage, and said loudly into the microphone: "Please enter!"

What the fuck?

Now that the nuclear bomb has exploded, if Zhang Zhiwei hadn't acted in time, Zhang Chulan would not be sure what the situation is now.

The stronger ones frowned, while the weaker ones began to tremble.

At this time, an old man on the stage coughed twice, and said, "Patriarch Zheng, if you scare these children again, how will these little bastards try their best to compete later!"

Wang, who was in the crowd, naturally also noticed the familiar faces that came in with him.

"Ok!"

Wang Bing nodded, "The five clans of Yinmen really had a great time this time. It seems that this mountain will not be safe at night. When the time comes, let our four families live at the bottom of the mountain. It will be safer at the bottom of the mountain."

"You mean..."

"Prevention is essential, who knows if someone will give you a sap when you sleep at night..."

(End of this chapter)