"Seventh-grade general, how is this possible? Lei Qing'er just became a general six years ago. Why did she become a seventh-grade general in six years and upgrade to the first-grade one year? How is this possible? Is she also a Tianhuang battle body?"
Zhang Erdan stared at Lei Qing'er in disbelief. At this moment, he recalled that after Master came back last night, he specifically told him to preside over Lei Qing'er's competition in the future. Could it be because of this?
"How is it possible? Lei Qing'er is actually a seventh-grade general. How did she practice? Is that Long Zhantian a useless or intentional? I don't know about such a thing?" After the first day of the competition, Luo Haidao felt that something was wrong, but he had no choice. Yesterday, Luo Qingyao alarmed the Supreme Elder, Tianhuang Battle Body, she had such a good relationship with Lei Xingwu, I'm afraid that she only needed to move her mouth, and then the position of Lei Xingwu's peak master was saved.
Luo Haidao was unwilling to give up. He was really unwilling to give up. According to his strength, the peak master was himself twenty years ago, but he was not yet. He was really unwilling to give up. Since that is the case, he could only use this trick. Although the losses were a bit huge, there was no way. The things decided at the Elders' meeting this time cannot be changed, otherwise it would be hard to say next time.
"Ganglie, in order to block Lei Qing'er from the top ten, I specially asked you to fight her tomorrow, but his seventh-grade general's cultivation level is only one level away from you. Just in case, give me the sword I gave you before, and I will tell you what to do tomorrow." Luo Haidao ordered.
"It's the great grandfather." Luo Ganglie had no chance to refuse, but he vaguely felt that the magic weapon he had just obtained might be unexpected.
One day later, on the martial arts competition stage, Lei Qing'er stood on the white clothes, looking down on everyone here.
"Lei Qing'er, if you admit defeat, then everything is easy to say. Otherwise, something happens later. Don't blame me." Luo Ganglie looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, but his heart was bleeding. Although he knew that the other party would not agree, he still couldn't help but say it.
"Why are you talking too much? Can the head of the sect take action?" Lei Qing'er said impatiently.
"It's OK." Zhang Erdan also said with a headache.
As he spoke, Luo Ganglie had been prepared long ago. After all, the last meeting was gone if he had too many words and no preparations.
Of course, Luo Ganglie was not at ease. As soon as he made a move, the divine sword in his hand was immediately filled with nearly half of his battle energy. When he swung his sword, it was like a divine sword coming to the world, with infinite power.
Lei Qing'er was also shocked. She felt the opponent's sword edge, and the long sword in her hand was unsheathed and turned into a dragon.
The weapons of the two sides collided, and Luo Ganglie knew that after his great-grandfather used that method, no matter what sword the other party was, he would definitely break when touched. Sure enough, the next moment he heard the sound of the sword shattering, but he suddenly relaxed, and then he felt a cold and cold light slid over his head. In an instant, he felt a scalp burning.
"The sword is broken, but why is it my own magic sword broken?"
Before Luo Ganglie could figure it out, the other party had already appeared behind him like a ghost, and then he felt a pain in his butt and flew out.
Zhang Erdan looked at the fragments of the sword that were broken into pieces. He subconsciously grabbed a piece and looked at it, and his heart trembled.
The sword made by Tianwai Jing Iron actually broke with the sword in the other party's hand. What kind of magic weapon is Lei Qing'er in his hand?
Master must know something, and he must ask Master carefully when he turns back.
Luo Haidao also saw this scene from afar. He was also angry. It must be the old man, and it must be to get Luo Qingyao, so he gave the other party the benefits. This magic weapon must be given by the old man. Qingyun Sect is unfair to me, so don’t blame me for being rude. The genius of the Tianhuang Battle Body, can you really defend the Qingyun Sect?
"Master, this competition is too boring. No one can catch me three moves. It's almost the same to compete with the King of War." Lei Qing'er won the first place, but was not at all happy.
"Qing'er, I think you are floating, is your butt itchy again?" Lin Haoming looked at her and said something as he looked at the corner of his mouth, and started to teach a lesson.
As soon as he heard this, Lei Qing'er turned around without any shame and shouted: "Master, you want to hit me, hurry, hurry, don't show mercy because I am not your great-great-great-granddaughter."
"Master, if you have a biased senior sister, I want a big butt too." Luo Qingyao also turned around when she heard this.
Lin Haoming just felt that he was a bit of a sin. I just sorted out your muscles and bones. This made me feel like a beast.
At this time, Lin Haoming looked at the horizon and immediately reminded: "Someone is here."
When he heard someone coming, Lei Qing'er immediately turned into a arrogant and beautiful girl.
"Master, Erdan, I brought it to you. After the conference, I will tell him about the matter of the Matriarch. This time I will let him come to pay homage to the Matriarch." Niu Dazhuang kicked Zhang Erdan's butt, and Zhang Erdan subconsciously knelt in front of Lin Haoming.
Lin Haoming looked at Zhang Erdan and nodded, "Edan, how long have you been trapped in the Ninth Grade of War King?"
"It will be thirty years next year. I have tried to break through several times, but I have not succeeded." Zhang Erdan said as if honestly.
"Dazhuang, you are very good. You didn't give him what I gave you. He left some hidden dangers when he was practicing before and started practicing quickly. But when he reached the ninth grade of War King, he couldn't break through because of the previous hidden dangers. If you gave him that thing, he could break through, but after the breakthrough, he would stay at the first grade of War Emperor." Lin Haoming said.
"It turns out that this is the test of the ancestors for me. The ancestors' thoughts really shocked the disciples, and the ancestors' cultivation disciples are remembered in their hearts." Niu Dazhuang immediately knelt down and expressed his loyalty.
Zhang Erdan looked at his master. Since he became a disciple, he always felt that his master was the kind of righteous person. He didn't expect that he would flatter you, Niu Dazhuang, would be like this behind his back.
"Okay, since Dazhuang has passed the test, as a ancestor, we naturally cannot ignore you and cannot agree to anything else, but your qualifications are not bad, at least we will train you to become a war saint. Whether you can become a war god in the future depends on your chance." Lin Haoming said.
"Thank you, Master." Niu Dazhuang immediately kowtowed respectfully.
Zhang Erdan looked at his master and was a little stunned for a moment. At this moment, Lin Haoming smiled and said, "Erdan, I heard from Dazhuang that you were born in a poor family before and did a lot of things before you entered the master. Since that's the case, you can stay here to cook for me for a few days."
Chapter completed!