When the members of the trial team took the Xuan-level military merit ranking list, the names of those unfamiliar Xuan-level powerful men were kept in mind, and they no longer had the intention to continue watching. They closed their eyes one after another and walked to the war merit monument next to them with the names of each of the trial team members present.

Luo Yin: (Points——)

The number of marquis hunted-

Number of Dukes Hunted-

Number of hunting lords-

Huang Feihong: (Points——)

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The ranking of war merits specially prepared for the trial team's training mission has more vampire hunting levels than the ranking of the alliance army's Xuan-level military merits, and is obviously divided more specifically and carefully.

"Oh, I've actually listed all the hunting lords, which is equivalent to the middle-level realm of our warrior level!"

"Hey, fortunately, I didn't list the elder-level vampire equivalent to the late-stage level of the warrior level. Otherwise, I really suspect that the person who made this list of war merits would be crazy."

"However, creating such a detailed ranking of military merits can better reflect the strength of each member of the trial team, because the more vampires who hunt higher-level levels, the stronger their personal combat power is."

"But no matter how strong the combat power is, if you don't rank first in the first place, you will be in vain in the end. Not only will the sect get less cultivation resources, but even the personal rewards are gone. Therefore, if you have time to challenge those high-level vampires, it is better to hunt several marquis vampires at lower levels!"

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Standing in front of the war merit monument specially erected for the trial team, everyone whispered to discuss the settings on the rankings and expressed their own opinions, so that they knew what they wanted.

Wang Le, who had been staying behind the crowd, finally closed his sight to the ranking list of military merits and whispered to himself: "It is equivalent to one point for the Marquis of the Xuan level, ten points for the Duke of the Early Level, and one hundred points for the lord of the Middle Level, and the equivalent to the elder vampire with a late stage cultivation level in the Xuan level, but it is impossible to be killed, but no matter how you say it, you have to set a score!"

Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge next to him were immediately made by Wang Le's words, which attracted the attention of several nearby members of the trial team, including Luo Yin, who had a bet.

Fatty Huang said to Wang Le speechlessly: "Brother, no matter how hidden the dragon and the tiger are in this trial team, no one can go beyond the level to kill the elder-level vampire in the late stage of the Earth level!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Yin, nearby looked at Wang Le coldly and said, "This is harder than seeing a ghost in broad daylight."

Wang Le touched his nose habitually, but he didn't have the same knowledge as Luo Yin. He laughed and said, "Let's just talk, there's no need to react so fiercely."

Luo Yin immediately snorted coldly and turned around and ignored Wang Le.

At this time, an excitement flashed across Zheng Ge's face and he said to himself: "Looking at this ranking of military merits, Zheng couldn't wait to hope that the sun would set and officially start the training mission!"

Wang Le raised his eyebrows and looked at Zheng Ge and said, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. When I go to the battlefield, there will be vampires that you can't kill. By then, it will be too difficult to be as easy as it is now."

Fatty Huang laughed and nodded and said, "Brother is right, so let's cherish our leisure time now!"

Just as the three of them were joking, Luo Xiong saw that everyone had already understood, so he didn't delay any further. He walked to everyone with a smile, and then said, "Everyone line up first, walk to the war merit card one by one, and take out his waist card magic weapon."

Then they saw everyone consciously line up in front of the war merit monument as Luo Xiong's instructions. Wang Le stood at the end of the crowd as always, and did not squeeze into the front.

Soon, the members of the trial team lined up in an orderly manner, and Luo Xiong continued: "In order to establish a connection between your waist card magic weapon and the war memorial monument, each person needs to contribute two drops of his own blood, using the blood as a medium, and drop it on the waist card magic weapon and the war memorial monument respectively."

Wang Le frowned. This kind of blood-like thing made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Because in the secular world, he had encountered evil things like the Hundred Sons Blood River Cart, which were sacrificed with blood.

After thinking about it, Wang Le looked at the members of the trial team in front of him and saw that everyone was calm and had no intention of being surprised or objecting to it. He felt relieved, otherwise he would not feel safe.

Just as Wang Lexin was thinking about it, Zhuang Yu, one of the Qinggong Gemini, who was standing at the front of the team, walked to the edge of the black war merit monument without hesitation.

Immediately, Luo Xiong followed him to Zhuang Yu and explained in detail the steps of using blood as a medium to establish the connection between the waist-brand magic weapon and the war memorial monument.

I saw Zhuang Yu, who followed the steps, bit his finger and first popped up a drop of blood onto the war memorial tablet, and then squeezed out a little blood onto the waist card magic weapon in his hand.

Then, as Luo Xiong's instructions, Zhuang Yu quickly pasted the waist card magic weapon in his hand on the war merit monument.

At this moment, the waist-branded magic weapon and war memorial monument in Zhuang Yu's hand burst into blood red light regardless of the difference, wrapping up Zhuang Yu's entire person.

But the blood-red light only bloomed for seven or eight seconds, and then it restrained and disappeared. The waist-branded magic weapon and war memorial monument returned to its original appearance again.

"It's OK." Luo Xiong said.

Zhuang Yu nodded, put away his waist-card magic weapon, and then did not return to the team, and went around the front of the war memorial monument.

Seeing this, everyone knew that Zhuang Yu wanted to see which famous giants are on the ranking of the Earth-level military merits.

At this time, the fat man Huang, who was standing in front of Wang Le, suddenly turned around and said softly: "It's a pity that Nanhua Blood Sword did not come to this border. Otherwise, he would have a place in the top three in the Earth-level military merit rankings."

Wang Le smiled but said nothing, but thought to himself: "It seems that the master's reputation that he has come out has not yet fallen after so many years!"

In this way, the members of the trial team behind Zhuang Yu all made connections with the war memorial monument as they did.

During this process, the careful Wang Le found that every time he successfully established a connection, the blood-red light bursting from the waist-brand magic weapon and the war memorial monument was different due to different members of the trial team.

There are seven or eight seconds like Zhuang Yu, and there are two or three seconds for the trial team members. What Wang Le noticed the most was that there was a normally unique and taciturn member of the trial team, which burst out with blood-red light for more than thirty seconds.

This is obvious difference, which attracted the attention of the subsequent trial team members.
Chapter completed!