After listening to Ye Jintian's thorough analysis and narration, Wang Yunxiang realized the importance of the ancient body refining technique.

Of course, Wang Le's importance to Lingtai Sect is no less than that of the ancient body refining technique.

Because of having a good relationship with Wang Le, there are only benefits but no harm to Lingtai Sect.

Once Wang Le completely grows up, even if he does not reach the peak of martial arts in the future, he will definitely be a powerful supporter of Lingtai Sect.

In the bloody storm of troubled times that are about to come and not know when it will end, it will definitely be a great blessing for Lingtai Sect to have strong support like Wang Le.

As his thoughts changed, Wang Yunxiang finally understood the good intentions of Master and his elders to protect Wang Le. There were too many plans and thoughts in it.

Thinking of this, Wang Yunxiang looked at Ye Jintian with more admiration and respect, and at the same time he asked: "Master, if there are members of the trial team who deliberately destroy the rules of the game in order to compete for the top position of the military merit list, they invite strong support to help them hunt vampires, what actions should we take?"

At this moment, Ye Jintian replied discontently: "We just need to wait and see what happens, let Wang Le deal with it by himself, and believe in his strength and means for his master."

After pausing, Ye Jintian changed the subject and said, "Of course, if he can't handle it, his teacher will deal with it in secret to ensure that this kid will not fall into others at the top of the military merit rankings."

Wang Yunxiang smiled and said, "With Brother Wang's killing nature, if anyone dares to grab his top position, it will definitely be a dead end, because no one in the trial team will be his opponent."

Speaking of this, Wang Yunxiang couldn't help but look worried and said, "I'm afraid that if a member of the trial team breaks the rules of the game, it will be troublesome to invite a late-stage martial arts earth-level strongman. At that time, I can only ask the master to help get rid of it in secret."

Ye Jintian narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a sneer: "It would be fine if he was just a late-stage martial arts earth-level strongman. I am afraid that an old guy with the same level of cultivation as his master will take a break and run to help his disciples hunt vampires to complete the training mission."

"No way!" Wang Yunxiang was stunned.

However, Wang Yunxiang was not surprised or surprised when he thought that his master was willing to secretly protect Wang Le in order to obtain the complete body refining technique.

Ye Jintian turned around and walked back to the cushion and sat down, shook his head and sighed: "The reward for the first place in this training mission, whether it is the complete set of ancient body refining techniques or the mysterious seed that has lost its essence of life, will be a diluted treasure that we heavenly-level strongmen will inevitably seize, and no one will give up easily."

"I believe that in the next more than a month of training tasks, there will be a battle between dragons and tigers. We must be mentally prepared in advance to avoid being caught off guard. That will be a big trouble and the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Speaking of this, Ye Jintian waved to Wang Yunxiang, and then said, "I have said everything I should say. Let's talk about this today. You should do your own business first. If you have any news, come and report to Yu Weishi."

After saying that, Ye Jintian, who sat cross-legged on the futon again, closed his eyes and said no more.

Wang Yunxiang nodded, and did not dare to disturb Ye Jintian anymore. He saluted respectfully, and then quietly retreated from the camp residence.

At the trial team's residence, the camp where Wang Le and others were located was quiet.

Fatty Huang, who was lying on the straw mat, suddenly broke his silence and muttered with depression: "It's so boring to live this life that you can really fade out of the birds."

Zheng Ge, who was sitting cross-legged on the straw mat next to him, opened his eyes and nodded in agreement: "That's true. I hope the war will start as soon as possible, otherwise if you wait like this, you will really drive people crazy."

At this time, Fatty Huang looked at Wang Le who was sleeping on the straw mat opposite, with his hands on his head pillowing on his head, shook his head and sighed: "Brother, my calm and composed skills really make me envious of my brother!"

Before the words could be finished, a shrill and desperate scream suddenly came from outside the tent, which instantly made the calm and relaxed atmosphere tense.

At this moment, Wang Le suddenly opened his eyes, and a carp stood up from the straw mat.

Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge both changed their faces. Then the three of them said nothing and rushed out of the tent.

"What happened?"

"Which camp made the sound?"

"Hey, why does this scream sound a little familiar?"

The members of the trial team in other camps rushed out at no slower than Wang Le and others, and then they started to talk.

At this time, Fatty Huang frowned and said in a deep voice: "This voice is a bit familiar, as if it was the voice of Fan Zhinan of Beidou Sect."

"Fan Zhinan, Beidou Sect?" Wang Le was stunned at first, and then he thought that he had had an interaction with this person some time ago.

At that time, Fan Zhinan was being chased by six marquis vampires and one duke vampires. If it weren't for his rescue, Wang Le, Huang Fatty and Zheng Ge, he would have become a vampire who would have eaten blood from his mouth.

Just when Fan Zhinan's image appeared in Wang Le's mind, Zheng Ge next to him muttered softly: "This Fan surname really escaped from the first day of the lunar calendar, but still did not escape from the fifteenth. He did not die at the hands of a vampire, but died at the hands of his own people. It's really my life."

Soon, all the members of the trial team, including Wang Le, looked at a white camp tent located in the northwest direction.

Because Fan Zhinan, a member of the Beidou Sect, and another member of the trial team, lived in the white camp.

Only Wang Le's eyes flashed, and he was alert to patrolling the surroundings in an abnormal manner. At the same time, he asked in a deep voice with a serious expression: "Where is Senior Zhang? Why didn't you see it?"

At this time, Fatty Huang, Zheng Ge, and other nearby members of the trial team were stunned.

"Yes, where is Senior Zhang?"

"Who goes to Fan Zhinan's camp to see the situation?"

"Hey, you don't have to look at it and you know there is no living in the tent. We are all suspicious of being present. It's better not to do anything here."

Amid the continuous discussions, Wang Le's heart was still moving, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. The supernatural power of the Breaking Demonic Eye was instantly opened, and then he looked into the white camp where Fan Zhinan of the Beidou Sect was located.

At this moment, Wang Le saw through the perspective of the Breaking Demonic Eye, Fan Zhinan and another member of the trial team fell into a pool of blood in the tent with their eyes wide open.
Chapter completed!