When ye Ziheng arrived at the central hall, he saw Qin Luo and Qin Feng sitting alone on a wooden chair with a cup of tea in their hands, drinking there, looking relaxed and contented.

Qin Feng was drinking tea. He turned his head and saw ye Ziheng coming. He put down the cup in his hand and looked at ye Ziheng with a smile.

"Ziheng is here. Would you like a cup of tea?"

Looking at Qin Feng's face as if nothing had happened, ye Ziheng suddenly didn't know what to say.

Let yourself become the core disciple, arouse public anger, find someone to challenge yourself, and make yourself the public enemy of the whole tianxingmen. What's more, ye Ziheng suspected that the reason why the man kept the price of his magic weapon down at that time was Qin Feng's intention. Otherwise, with the right of that disciple, he would not dare to do so even if he looked down on ye Ziheng. After all, no matter where such things were put, they would be severely punished.

"No, sir. What can I do for you?"

Ye Ziheng asked decisively.

See ye Ziheng does not have the meaning of chatting, Qin Feng also did not in more ink, gently smile, way.

"Oh, well, just now the head of the black tiger gate has sent several letters of invitation to invite our disciples to take part in a trial. I just want to ask if you are interested in taking part in it?"

"Trial? What trial? Is it OK for me to be so low? "

"It's not a big test. It's just going to play in an underground labyrinth, and you don't have any special requirements for cultivation. As long as you take the invitation letter, you can go in even if you don't have any accomplishments."

Although Qin Feng said that all this sounds very relaxed, but ye Ziheng feels that it is absolutely not as simple as Qin Feng said.

Judging from the extent of Qin Feng's pit today, there are some unexpected dangers hidden in the trial. It is likely that one of them is seriously injured and dying. Therefore, ye Ziheng will never agree with Qin Feng even if he is dead before he fully understands the situation.

Seeing ye Ziheng's vigilant look on his face, Qin Feng was silent for a long time, and finally he couldn't help sighing.

"The top three of the trial can get prizes from the black tiger gate, each with a Wang LIGO, a five grade magic weapon and other rewards."

Ye Ziheng some heart, but still forced to resist the impulse of the heart, did not agree.

Seeing ye Ziheng could not resist such temptation, Qin Feng had to increase the reward again.

"And tianxingmen will bring out some rewards. The top three of tianxingmen's sect will each have a Wang Liguo and a five grade magic weapon. Those who can rank in the top three of the trial will be given three more Wang Ligao."

After hearing this reward, Qin Luo, who had been drinking tea as if nothing had happened, was stunned for a moment and looked at his father in surprise.

And ye Ziheng is deeply moved. If he gets the top three in the trial, he can not only get one Wang LIGO in the trial, but also get four in the tianxingmen side, a total of five, 5000 points of physical strength, and directly soar to the third grade high level.

Needless to say, the deal is not a loss.

"I'll get ready when I go."

Ye Ziheng was too lazy to ask about the details of the trial, so he directly asked about the time of the trial.

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