When Wang Le and Fatty Huang asked Luo Xiong for an explanation, the members of the trial team in the distance also left~~~la

Because they are also very curious, why does the blood-red light that blooms when different trial team members use blood as a medium to build a connection between the waist-brand magic weapon and the war memorial monument have a length of time?

Luo Xiong glanced at everyone as usual, then he stopped silent, and said with a smile on his lips: "The length of the blood-red light that blooms depends on your potential in practicing martial arts."

"The shorter the time indicates limited potential, and the longer the time indicates greater potential."

Speaking of this, Luo Xiong did not forget to scan Wang Le, who was expressionless, and then changed the subject: "Of course, this method of using blood to observe the condition of the body and the test of potential value is not very accurate."

"Because this is just a test based on everyone's blood, it is impossible to measure everyone's perception of martial arts."

"You know, if everyone can quickly feel the big and small realms of martial arts when practicing martial arts, then the speed of cultivation will undoubtedly become faster."

Hearing this, Wang Le's sudden look flashed, and he thought to himself: "If you want to see a person's martial arts talent according to Luo Xiong's meaning, you have to measure it from the combination of physical body and talent in understanding martial arts."

After thinking about it, Wang Le glanced at the members of the trial team, including Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge, and found that they looked calm, and immediately knew that these guys must have known what Luo Xiong said.

"Damn, it seems that I don't understand alone!" Wang Le couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Sure enough, Fatty Huang approached Wang Le's ear and explained softly: "Senior Luo is right. The potential of each warrior is generally determined by the combination of physical body and talent for understanding and understanding of martial arts."

"It's just that using blood to measure physical fitness to test the martial arts potential of warriors. It's the first time that I'm brother."

Wang Le nodded to show that he understood, and Fatty Huang stood back to his original position.

Until this moment, Wang Le finally understood one thing.

That is why Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge are hungry for the ancient body refining technique and are determined to win. If nothing unexpected happens, the root cause is the potential of practicing martial arts.

Then Luo Xiong looked at Wang Le deeply again, then moved away his gaze and said with a smile: "You are worthy of being genius disciples of their respective sects. This test opened Luo's eyes."

Then Luo Xiong did not give the members of the trial team any chance to continue asking questions, and said, "Since the matter is done, you can go back to your residence to rest. After the sun sets, Luo will tell you the specific situation of the training task."

After saying that, Luo Xiong's body flashed and disappeared from the spot, moving quickly towards the exit of the schoolyard.

Wang Le looked at Luo Xiong's back quickly in the distance thoughtfully, and said to himself: "Is it possible that I have a ghost in my heart when I run so fast?"

"Even if Luo Xiong didn't tell the truth, I can't do anything to him, alas!"

After his thoughts changed, Wang Le could only spread his hands with his hands, but he was full of helplessness.

At this time, Zheng Ge approached and said to Wang Le: "Third brother, let's go to the front of the war merit monument to see the ranking of the earth-level war merits!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Huang continued, "I don't rush to go back to my place after reading it. The private room that Senior Brother Wang took us to last time. When I met Master yesterday, Brother Wang asked Senior Brother Wang to rent it out for a long time."

Wang Le just nodded without saying much, and walked straight to the war memorial not far away.

Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge didn't bother to say anything after seeing this, so they followed.

As for those members of the trial team who had already seen the ranking of the Earth-level military merits, they left the school ground directly.

However, before leaving, everyone couldn't help but glance at Wang Le's back.

"How strong is this guy's physical body? What a monster." A member of the Trial Team muttered softly.

Yin Liaoyuan, a disciple of the Martial God Temple who allowed the blood-red light to bloom for more than 30 seconds, glanced at Wang Le's back in the distance with expressionless face, then closed his sight and left the school ground with a group of members of the trial team...

When the three of them came to the front of the black war merit monument, they looked up at the Earth-level war merit ranking list that did not have points on it.

I saw the ying white font on the ranking list, which seemed to be slowly floating on the water surface, but unlike the Xuan-level combat achievements list on the back, the floating changes up and down change rapidly, and it seemed relatively stable.

First place: Fan Rendian

Hunting Dukes: 52

Hunting Lords: 19

Hunting Elders: 6

Second place: Qin Changfeng

Hunting Dukes: 45

Hunting Lords: 7

Hunting Elders: 2

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When Wang Le saw the name of the Earth-level strongman who ranked first on the Earth-level military merit ranking list, he was stunned.

For Wang Le, the name Fan Rendian is already so familiar to Wang Le that he can't be more familiar to him.

"I didn't expect this Killing Star to come to the border battlefield." Wang Le murmured to himself.

After hearing Wang Le’s contempt beside him, a strange look flashed in his eyes and said with a smile: “It seems that I have a deep impression of this Blood Sea Battle Sword!”

Seeing that Wang Le didn't show any thoughts in his heart, he shrugged and curled his lips and responded with disregard, "Who made him as famous as my master Bonanhua Blood Sword!"

Before Fatty Huang could speak again, Wang Le looked up at the rankings on the war merit monument, and sighed: "The gap between the rankings is too big. It is worthy of being the Blood Sea Battle Knife. He threw the second place so that he could only follow behind and eat dust."

At this time, Zheng Ge, who was standing by, took over the topic and said with a smile: "It is recognized as a killing star in the martial arts world where killing is everywhere. The Blood Sea Battle Sword is not a false reputation, especially this reputation has emerged from the most competitive central area, which shows this."

Wang Le raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed, and he said softly: "I have never seen the peerless style of a master walking on the road of killing. This time I can see Fan Rendian, a blood sea battle sword that is as famous as him, which is worthwhile to visit the border this time."

Fatty Huang suddenly showed a look of worry and reminded: "Brother, Nanhuaguan and the Heavenly King Hall of the Blood Sea Battle Knife have always been mortal enemies. You have to be careful, it is best to avoid Fan Rendian, the killing god..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Le interrupted with a smile: "Are you afraid that he would immediately slash me when he saw me?"

Before Fatty Huang could respond, Wang Le patted the other party on the shoulder and said, "I know what it is, it's okay."

Fatty Huang saw that Wang Le had said so, there was nothing to persuade him.
Chapter completed!