Grass bag evil phoenix dance for nine days

Chapter 652 Eligibility
After Mo Xingchen heard it, he felt a little relieved and said, "These three people are not bad, but what is the strength of the young people from the top ten mercenary regiments?"

"There is a guy named Xue Hu in the Tmall Mercenary Corps. He is a 37-year-old Seven-Star Martial King. This kind of talent is very good." Elder Fu was very depressed. He is only a few hundred years old and he is only an Eight-Star Martial King. I feel that way in my heart, but he is really limited in talent, and he can't break through if he stays at this level for too long, which makes him unable to hold his head up in front of others. It was not his turn to sit.

The others were very powerless all of a sudden, but Mo Xingchen just said indifferently: "Is he the most powerful?"

"No, Wang Tu, the captain of the first brigade of the Black Fang Mercenary Corps, is a 49-year-old one-star warrior, the tallest in this age group, but this is only what we found on the surface, as for other young strongmen It's hard to say who is taller than him." Elder Le was cautious, when Mo Xingchen was away, he asked Gu Lou to get to know every member of the mercenary group as clearly as possible.

"Young master, with their strength, even if we get five people together, we'll just lose face." Elder Qi said with a bitter face.

But Mo Xingchen shook his head and said: "Not necessarily, two of the three people who came with me this time are under [-] years old, and I will be three people, so choose two out of the three you mentioned just now to make up five people. As for whether you are eligible, Elder Le, you take this thing to them and say that I, Gulou, participated in the competition, and this is considered a reward from our Gulou." Mo Xingchen took out a jade bottle from his arms.

"What is this?" Elder Le reached out to take the jade bottle thrown by Mo Xingchen.

"Inside is a holy pill." Mo Xingchen narrowed his eyes and said.

"What!" Immediately the eight elders stood up together.

"Young master, this, this elixir is a fifth-grade elixir, why don't you keep it for yourself? Even if you are far away from the holy rank now, there are still others who can be promoted. A strong man, this, this elixir is too precious." Elder Qi looked at one of the elders, Li Jin, who happens to be the Nine Star Martial King, and has been unable to break through. , but the price is too expensive, and he is powerless.

Mo Xingchen looked at Elder Li and nodded, "Don't worry, this elixir is just to qualify for the competition. I still want to take it back to Uncle Li. Naturally, I can't give it to others."

Elder Li is a taciturn old man. When he heard this, he was slightly moved, but he didn't show too much. Mo Xingchen knew from his eyes that he understood.

"Young master, can, but your strength?" Elder Le said.

Mo Xingchen stood up, releasing all the coercion in his body, and the strength of a one-star spirit saint was immediately displayed in front of the four of them, so that the seven of them almost stared at the ground in shock.

"Young master, how come your strength is so high all of a sudden?" Elder Fu asked in surprise.

"There have been too many things in the past six months. By the way, the friend I brought this time, Brother Shi Hualu Shi, will soon be promoted to a six-star spiritual saint. He is only 28 years old. He should be qualified for the competition."

The faces of the few old people were astonished, and they were full of sighs in their hearts. This group of young people was too scary, but at the same time they were happy in their hearts that Xingmanggu was saved.

"Who is the other person that the young master said?" Elder Le asked curiously.

"It's a quirky girl. She's going to be 16 soon." Mo Xingchen thought of Fan Tianluo, and his cold handsome face gradually softened, and his eyes softened.

(End of this chapter)