Chapter 3052 Ten Thousand Races Battlefield! (1 more)
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After passing through the teleportation array of the Yuanshen Temple branch of the Demon Sealing God Realm, Ling Feng and his party returned to Sao Feng Camp in a short time.
As soon as he returned to Sao Feng Camp, he was immediately surrounded by senior figures led by General Yi Yan.
General Yan Shen was very worried and originally wanted to go directly to the Demon Sealing God Realm. Fortunately, when he was about to leave, Ling Feng and the others finally came back.
"General Secretary!"
General Yan stepped forward and saluted Ling Feng, and then looked at General Wang with some complaints, frowned and said: "Old Wang, it's just that the general manager is young and frivolous, you old guy, why are you following me?"
Let’s fool around together!”
Wang Shenjiang shook his head and smiled bitterly. He had to be able to persuade Ling Feng.
"This matter has nothing to do with General Wang Shen. He has already spoken out to dissuade me. However, after all, I came from the Demon Sealed God Clan, so I cannot just sit idly by and watch."
Ling Feng said.
"I can understand the feeling of the Director-General, but next time you should inform your subordinates first."
General Yan Shen saw that Ling Feng and his party had returned unscathed. He calmed down and asked about the situation of his trip.
Wang Shen gave a concise explanation, and when he heard that Fredra actually said that Ling Feng must be killed on the battlefield of all races, his heart became suspended again.
"this……"
He naturally understands what Golden Frey means.
I never expected that among the Frey clan of this generation, there would be another golden Frey.
"Director-General, otherwise this time..."
General Yan looked at Ling Feng, but was interrupted by Ling Feng raising his hand.
"Okay, General Yan, I know what you want to say, but I will definitely participate in the Ten Thousand Races Sky Hunter."
Ling Feng smiled faintly, it was rare to have such an opportunity, and with an opponent like Golden Frey, Ling Feng naturally could not give up this opportunity.
For him, the more pressure he has, the more he can unleash his unlimited potential.
During this period of time, since Ling Feng became the Commander-in-Chief of Sao Feng, it has been too long since he felt that kind of life-threatening oppression.
The comfortable days have passed for too long, and Ling actually misses the past.
He is a born fighting madman, and this is imprinted deep in his soul.
"Why!"
Yan Shenjiang sighed, knowing that he could not change Ling Feng's mind and could only give up.
Under the welcome of everyone, Ling Feng returned to the courtyard where the General Secretary lived.
This courtyard continues the simple and plain style of the boss, but relatively speaking, some defensive formations have been added.
It was not to defend against foreign enemies, but because Ling Feng's power went crazy when he was practicing. Ordinary defensive arrays could not withstand his power.
After all, Boss Si is older and prefers to be quiet rather than active. He spends most of his time meditating, but Ling Feng is different.
Whether his swordsmanship or boxing skills are good, they are all developed through hard work and practice, one punch at a time.
Soon, everyone sat down and began to discuss the details of this Ten Thousand Races Sky Hunt.
"Lord General Si, in every session of Ten Thousand Races Sky Hunters, we, Xiao Feng Camp, have five places. Now the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield is about to begin. The specific candidates still need to be decided by Sir General Si."
With that said, Wang Shenjiang took out a list and handed it to Ling Feng.
"Are there only five places?"
Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, opened the list, and read through it.
Five places does not seem to be a lot, but looking at all the races in the star field, although there are not as many as ten thousand races, there are still thousands. Each race has three or five places, which adds up to a lot of people.
As for the Zhongyuan Domain, there are also a lot of major gods in the Yuan Temple Alliance. Theoretically speaking, as long as they are a god in the Yuan Temple Alliance, they can get a quota to enter the battlefield of all races.
Therefore, the number of people from all the races in the star field plus the participants of the Yuanshen Alliance who finally entered the battlefield of all races would probably exceed 10,000.
"Well, isn't there Yagami's name on it?"
Ling Feng was slightly startled and looked at General Yan Shen.
"Ye Shen will also participate in the Heavenly Hunting of Ten Thousand Clans, but he will use the quota of the Haotian God Clan."
Ling Feng's eyelids twitched, since Ye Weiyang will also go, then...
Ling Feng's heart was raised: Does it mean that Mu Qianxue will also participate?
He clenched his fists, looked at the list, pondered for a moment, and finally closed the list. Muguan looked at everyone and said slowly: "Entering the battlefield of all races, dangers and opportunities coexist. After all, this is the whole Xiao
As for Feng Ying’s affairs, I won’t make any decisions without authorization. Anyone who has reached the peak of Saint level and is under 100 years old is eligible to sign up. Which of you wants to accompany me?”
For a moment, everyone in the courtyard looked at each other, but no one took the initiative to speak.
Entering the battlefield of all races, this opportunity is very precious, but the number of places is limited, there are only four left, and no one is embarrassed to ask for it.
Finally, General Wang Shen couldn't hold back anymore and gritted his teeth and said: "Master Chief, you are Chief Xiaofeng. It's time to show some courage. Whoever you choose will be whoever you choose. I believe everyone will have no objections."
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"yes!"
"That's right, everything is decided by Mr. Souji!"
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, then went around in a circle and threw the ball back into his hand.
"Okay, then I'll choose."
Ling Feng scanned the crowd and said slowly: "After all, we are Ten Thousand Clans Sky Hunters, and they are competitive, so we should choose based on our strength."
According to strength, and the age must be less than 100 years old.
The most suitable candidates are naturally those among the Ten Blades.
"Duanmubai."
Ling Feng looked at Duanmu Bai, who was second among the Ten Blades. His strength had already been revealed when he besieged the Evil Lord Killing the Sky that day.
Ling Feng was deeply impressed. His Thousand Layers Burial Flower Sword Formation was still fresh in his memory.
Duanmubai nodded, "Thank you, Director-General!"
"Also, Yin, you are also suitable."
Ling Feng looked at Yin, the third of the Ten Blades, and also the holder of the God King Blade. His strength was comparable to Duanmu Bai.
"Thank you, Director-General."
Yin spoke very little, and his eyes were squinted so that he could not see clearly, but he exuded a strong fighting spirit.
"As for the remaining quota..."
Ling Feng hesitated for a moment. In fact, the person most qualified to participate in the battlefield of all races must be selected from the Ten Blades, but Ling Feng also had some selfish motives of his own.
The veteran Ten Blades are indeed strong, but most of their room for improvement is already relatively limited.
Moreover, Ling Feng is the leader of the new generation of Ten Blades. To truly open a new era, a new generation of Ten Blades needs to be cultivated.
"The remaining two places..."
Ling Feng's eyes fell on Lu Chong, "Lu Chong, you count as one."