Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 1153
"Although there is a candidate for the position of Hall Master, there is no conclusion yet about the position of Deputy Hall Master!"

"And for the sake of fairness and avoiding dissatisfaction from everyone, the leader of this gang thought it over and over again and decided to take this opportunity to hold an open competition. All the top six can sit in my branch of the Black Sand Gang. Vice Hall Master!"

"Everyone, I don't know what the leader of this gang has done, but you are all satisfied!"

After finishing speaking in one breath, Feng Chizi glanced at the next group of cultivators, and at this moment, the group of cultivators only hesitated a little when they heard the words, but immediately jumped up for joy in a blink of an eye.

"I agree, Master Fengchizi is giving us a chance, how could we disagree!"

"That's right, I agree, I agree to use Xiu as the deputy leader!"

"Master Fengchizi, we all depend on your old man's arrangement, you old man can make up his mind!"

"..."

There was almost no voice of objection, but everyone nodded in agreement, and Feng Chizi nodded again in satisfaction.

With a red face, he nodded his head and said: Well, since that's the case, then let's not waste time, let's start the discussion of martial arts, and then, let the elders of my clan and Patriarch Baisha arrange it! "

Nodding and talking, the voice fell, and then, Feng Chizi jumped up, took a step back, and landed steadily on the stage behind him, and then saw Patriarch Baisha, leaping, but flew to On the ring.

Afterwards, he turned his head to look at the busy disciples of the Black Sand Gang, posing as an elder.

He said in a low voice to the disciples beside him, "How about it, is it all clearly assigned?"

"If you go back to the ancestors, it has already been allocated properly, and you can arrange it now!?"

"Well, that's good, then let's arrange it now!" Hearing this, Patriarch Baisha nodded.

Then, he turned his head to look down at the group of monks, and then said in a loud voice: "The order of the competition is based on the name cards submitted by everyone. Friends who say their names at that time, go to their respective arenas and wait!"

"Now, the performance of martial arts begins..."

With a big wave of his hand, he raised his hands, and then only a few cannon shots were heard, and this martial arts performance started at this time.

Afterwards, Baisha withdrew, and the deacon disciples of the Black Sand Gang stepped forward, and began to talk about the people who had stepped forward to the competition and the ring they were in. Afterwards, the competition began in full swing under the eyes of all the people. up.

"Who is Liang Xiao, Liang Xiao, Jiazitai..."

Just when Leng Feng felt that his name would not be pronounced soon, so he took Lu'er to watch the excitement, someone on the stage called out Liang Xiao's name, and Leng Feng was slightly taken aback when he heard this .

"Well, Liang Xiao, isn't this a fake name I gave up! Is this person calling me?"

After all, it's not his real name, so Leng Feng hesitated, and at this moment, when he was not sure if he was calling him, the deacon disciple on the stage called him by his name for the second time .

But among the tens of thousands of people in the audience, there was no one to respond, and at this moment Leng Feng was confirming that the person calling was him.

Then he quickly agreed, followed by flying up, and landed on the A-shaped platform.

"You are Liang Xiao!?" After Leng Feng landed on the ring, the deacon disciple frowned, looked him up and down, and then questioned him unequivocally to verify his integrity.

When Leng Feng heard this, he nodded with a smile: "That's right, it's next!?"

"Well, good, that's right!" Hearing this, the deacon disciple of the Black Sand Gang nodded.

After glancing at Leng Feng, he didn't pay any attention to him, but he didn't doubt his identity, but when he turned around, he heard him moaning and saying: "Hmph, the rags and rags passed on look like a group of sleepy people. The casual cultivators are useless! With this virtue, joining my Black Sand Gang is purely discrediting and embarrassing my sect!"

He spoke in an extremely contemptuous tone, but his words were extremely contemptuous of the former. Instead, he looked at the gorgeously dressed monk opposite Leng Feng, with a bit of expectation in his eyes, but he was extremely optimistic about that person.

As for this, Leng Feng didn't take it seriously. He didn't bother to argue with this kind of idiot who judges people by their appearance and has no beauty in their chest. Seeing him stepping down, he turned around and looked at the person standing on the ring, fighting with him. People who look at each other.

A fat man with a glossy face, dressed in brocade and fine clothes, doesn't look like a monk, but a nouveau riche.

At this time, the upstart fat man was also looking at him, looking him up and down, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Scanning for a moment, then snorted coldly, and said to Leng Feng with a very contemptuous attitude: "Boy, don't say you are the king, I didn't greet you in advance, I didn't take care of you, like you, give it to me as soon as possible." Get off!"

"Look at you, you're skinny and you don't have four ounces of flesh, so your uncle Wang is really afraid that you will sit on your ass to death! So, considering that you are all from the same family, you'd better get out on the spot. Admit defeat, otherwise, your uncle Wang can attack you badly, and if you don't pay attention at that time, you will be killed, you can't blame me!"

I don't know who gave him the confidence. For Leng Feng, he despises the extreme, but believes that the former is not an opponent.

When Leng Feng heard the words, his face was calm and calm, like an ancient well.

"Fatty, there's so much nonsense out there, I'm asking you to do it, not bragging with me!"

"Come on, let's do it!" Regarding this fat man, Leng Feng didn't even bother to talk nonsense with him.

"Good boy, you're quite insolent. Well, I'll let you see your master's tricks!" Seeing that Leng Feng ignored him so much, Fatty Wang immediately flew into a rage and became plump with anger. On his face, the fat trembled.

In a fit of rage, his eyes glared, and sure enough he stopped talking to Leng Feng, and reached out to pat his storage bag, but sacrificed a living creature, a monster that looked like a fat pig, a monster.

As soon as it was sacrificed, it was seen that the fat pig grew longer in the wind, and it changed to the height of a person in an instant.

The front kick was scratched one after another, the mouth was panting secretly, a pair of eyeballs the size of half a fist, but the inside was bloody red, staring at Leng Feng, the eyes were full of fierce light.

But at this time, after Fatty Wang sacrificed the monster, someone among the audience around the field immediately gasped and said in shock: "Ah, could this be the monster dragon pig!"

"It's a dragon pig, that's right, it's a dragon pig! When I was traveling around the world, I was lucky enough to see this thing. This dragon pig is a very fierce existence. Even the foundation-building peak cultivators dare not face him!"

"Hey, this person can use magical beasts, could it be that he can tame beasts!"

"Oh, it's the Wang family. I recognized it. This monk is Tianshui City, the young master of the Wang family, Wang Mian! No wonder he was able to sacrifice and use this dragon-boar monster. It turned out to be the Wang family, so it's not surprising!"

(End of this chapter)