As soon as Fatty Huang finished speaking, Zheng Ge continued to add: "In addition to what the elder brother said, there are also medicinal baths specially used to improve physical fitness, and pills taken internally."

Wang Le raised his eyebrows, playing chess and elixirs to improve physical fitness. He had heard of it from his grandfather Jiyang at the beginning, so he was not surprised or surprised.

However, after listening to the story of Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge, Wang Le also gained a further understanding and understanding of the Temple of the Martial Gods.

Of course, it is more important to have some understanding of the member of the trial team named Yinliaoyuan, and no longer be too strange as before.

After all, the essence of the trial team is competition. It is said that knowing oneself and one’s enemy will never be defeated in a hundred battles.

After thinking about it, Wang Le whispered: "It seems that Yin Liaoyuan has always concealed his own strength. What happened on the school field today made him unprepared and exposed his own strength."

Fatty Huang smiled and said, "Brother, have you also exposed your strength?"

Wang Le shook his head and said dissatisfied: "My brother, since I defeated Zhuang Yu and Luo Yin in the octagonal ring of Nanhuaguan, my strength has been exposed, not to mention my performance along the way. Everyone in the trial team saw it."

After a pause, Wang Le continued: "So my performance on the school field today is natural in the eyes of those members of the trial team, and it is far from comparable to the amazing Yin Liaoyuan brought to everyone!"

Speaking of this, Wang Le smiled and said, "I believe everyone in the trial team is afraid of Yin Liaoyuan now."

"Because this guy hid too deeply before, he seemed scheming and would bring people a sense of danger. Instead, he showed his strength openly like me, so that everyone would be mentally prepared."

"Uh, open and upright?" Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge's faces were as strange as they were when they heard Wang Le say this.

First of all, Wang Le has the ability to kill mid-stage martial arts earth-level strong men. Only Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge knew about the entire trial team, but the other members were kept in the dark.

Secondly, Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge are not fools, they are both quick-minded people. After getting along with Wang Le during this period, they found that the other party seemed to be covered with a mysterious veil, and they could not see clearly and touch them.

Because of this, the two of them could not determine whether Wang Le had fully demonstrated his strength, and whether it was possible that he still had an unknown killer weapon.

In this way, Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge talked about the so-called openness and integrity when they didn't roll their eyes secretly and didn't feel strange, that would be a real ghost.

Seeing the two of them with disdainful expressions, Wang Le asked with a smile: "I have always been honest, isn't it?"

Zheng Ge: "..."

Fatty Huang said speechlessly: "Brother, can you have a little thicker skin?"

Wang Le laughed dissatisfiedly, then picked up the teacup in front of him, drank the cold tea inside in one sip, then grew up, looked at the two of them and said, "Two brothers, we have eaten this meal and drunk the tea wine. We should go back early and have some rest. After all, we have no need to rest tonight."

Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge saw that Wang Le said this, of course they had no objection. They nodded and probably got up, and then they walked out of the private room with Wang Le, along the corridor between the two rows of private rooms, and walked out slowly while chatting and laughing.

When the three of them left the huge white tent and had not yet walked far away, Wang Le, who was sandwiched in the middle, suddenly raised his eyebrows and stopped.

Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge, who were walking on both sides, caught off guard and took two more steps forward before stopping.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Fatty Huang turned around and looked at Wang Le.

At this time, Wang Le ignored Fatty Huang at all, and said indifferently: "Since you have murderous intentions towards Wang, don't hide, come out!"

As Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge's faces changed instantly, they retreated back to both sides of Wang Le, and glanced around with vigilant eyes, trying to find the opponent hiding in the dark.

Slap sex!

Suddenly, a crisp and loud applause came from a relatively small white tent not far away from the opposite side.

Then the white cloth curtain on the door was unveiled from the inside. A middle-aged man wearing a dark blue silk brocade robe, long face and small eyes, hooked nose and dark skin suddenly appeared in the sight of the three of them.

"Sure enough, the hero has become a teenager and is worthy of being a member of the League Trial Team."

The man with a hooked nose who looks about 40 years old, walked towards the three of them and said with a faint smile.

Wang Le raised his sword eyebrows slightly on his cold face, and then returned to normal. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the fat man Huang beside him snorting coldly and cursing without hesitation: "What a good dog is not blocking the way, what kind of tail wolf are you? Who the hell are you?!"

It’s not that Fatty Huang is angry. He just had enough food and drink, and he was feeling happy when a guy suddenly appeared to disgust him. Anyone who changed him would feel unhappy!

Of course, Fatty Huang is not a reckless person. He dared not ask any questions and cursed the man with a hook nose. The main reason was that his master, Ye Jintian, is now in charge of the camp, so he has the confidence. Otherwise, he would have to think twice before he could do it.

Seeing this, Wang Le and Zheng Ge were very tactful and didn't follow him and just let Fatty Huang come forward to deal with it.

However, Wang Le knew very well that the man with a hooked nose on the opposite side was for him. Otherwise, Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge would not have felt the obvious murderous intent?

The man with a hooked nose standing opposite directly ignored Fatty Huang's scolding and stared at Wang Le and said, "I heard that although you are a Xuan-level warrior, you have the ability to challenge the above level, so I want to give it a try!"

A smile appeared on Wang Le's cold face and he said softly: "It seems that someone asked you to test the details."

After a pause, Wang Le looked at the man with a hook nose and said, "Only those in the trial team have seen Wang take action, they will think they have the ability to challenge the next level."

Finally, Wang Le's mouth raised slightly, his eyes stared at the other party coldly, and said in a cold voice: "There is a saying in Wang's hometown that he is curious to kill the cat. If you want to test me, you must be prepared to return to the underworld. Have you considered it?"

At this moment, not only the man with a hook nose opposite, but also the Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge standing next to him, felt Wang Le's momentum suddenly change!

Suddenly, the terrifying aura that rushed out of Wang Le was full of murderous intent! Horror! Brutal!
Chapter completed!