At this time, there were a few handsome and aggressive genius disciples in front of them, each with a group of people arguing for this hall.
Lu Cheng knew two people, one was Bi Qi Gong and the other was Ma Heng.
Three other people, listening to the introduction from the same door, were the most promising peak masters this time, Wang Yaoyang, Ouyang Gao, and Chu Kuangsheng.
Except for Wei Jie, the six most powerful competitions are almost here.
Lu Cheng hid in the crowd. It seemed that he didn't see Liu Dongyang and the others.
"Everyone, don't fight." Among the crowd, there was a young man with an open expression and sword-like eyebrows, Wang Yaoyang, one of the top ten masters of primordial spirit recognized by the Haotianmen.
"This place is the most suitable teleportation formation for the Seven Sects of Lunxian, but now there is an extra hall out of thin air. In my opinion, it is not too late to join forces to break the restrictions of this hall, take out the things in the hall and fight for the peak master."
"Yes, although the peak master is noble, it is far inferior to the hidden treasure of the Mitian League." The person who continued to speak was Ouyang Gao, who entered the door the same year as Wang Yaoyang's master, but now the master is already A master of transforming gods, he is still the nine-layer primordial spirit, so he and Wang Yaoyang are considered to be in the same camp.
Ma Heng on the side sneered: "You have been fighting for so long? Is there any response from this hall? In my opinion, is it the right thing to fight for this place by all means?"
He focused on being the peak master in order to chase Su Rou. In his eyes, the ancient secret treasure might not be as valuable as a peak master, so he deliberately sent some sound transmission symbols to call all the Haotianmen who could be received nearby.
"Huh" he just spoke, his eyes swept away, and he saw Lu Cheng with a sneaky look in the crowd.
"Brother Chu, quickly show your true ability. With a full blow of your low-grade artifact, can it not break this broken hall?" Someone in the crowd supported Chu Kuangsheng and began to flatter him.
Na Chu Kuangsheng, who looks nearly twenty years old, is also a young and handsome boy. At this time, his face is triumphant, and he looks at Bi Qigong: "Brother Bi is so supernatural, he discovered this place first, and it’s my turn. Shot?"
His ancestor Chu Zhentian was the former head teacher, and his fame was incompatible with the current head teacher Situ fame. The whole faction knows that he is a Situ fame person, so he is naturally also incompatible with the current leader Situ fame.
At this moment, Ma Heng suddenly shouted at the crowd: "Lu Cheng, don't you have a middle-grade artifact, hurry up and help us open the door of this hall."
Following his cry, everyone's eyes, sigh, saw Lu Cheng's body.
"Eh?" Lu Cheng looked around innocently. Some people were confused when they heard his name for the first time. Some people might have heard it before, and their eyes were confounded.
"Lu Cheng? This bastard is here too?" Bi Qigong and him were enemies for a long time. Hearing the cry, he looked over with lingering fears. I didn't know it. At first glance, he was taken aback and almost blurted out angrily: "Fuck. , The primordial soul is eightfold?"
The first time he saw Lu Cheng, he seemed to have the fifth level of the soul. It was less than a month or so, and he had risen all the way to the eighth level.
If jealousy can kill people, Lu Cheng had Bi Qi attacked and killed at least hundreds of times in this instant.
Everyone looked at Lu Cheng, and Lu Cheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked forward. The crowd scattered on both sides, as if welcoming a well-known master brother, he watched Lu Cheng come to the front.
There are now seven or eight hundred people in the field. Those who can stand in front of the main entrance of the main hall are all talented masters like Chu Kuangsheng and Wang Yaoyang. Lu Cheng made the seven or eight hundred people in the gate firmly remember his appearance. .
"You're Lu Cheng?" Chu Kuangsheng had heard about Lu Cheng slightly, and knew that he and Bi Qigong had enmity, and wanted to pull him down, and felt that his identity could not be too polite to him.
After thinking about it, I still took out the style of a big brother, and said indifferently to Lu Cheng: "Don't be afraid, so many people are here today. If anyone dares to be rude to you, I will be the master of you, Chu Kuangsheng. "
When Lu Cheng heard the words, he smiled: "Thank you, Brother Chu."
Wang Yaoyang at the side also immediately said: "Now that Junior Brother Lu has a middle-grade artifact, let's ask Junior Brother Lu to open the hall for us. Come on, let us give it to you."
The crowd scattered around, all staring at Lu Cheng eagerly, waiting for his mid-grade artifact to show off his power, and many people's eyes flashed back and forth, not knowing what conspiracy they were thinking about.
Lu Cheng slowly swallowed, and reluctantly took out the krypton gold stick. As soon as the shattered krypton gold stick came out, the field booed.
This is the legendary middle-grade artifact? It's almost on par with the begging stick of a secular beggar, even Chu Kuangsheng almost dropped his eyes.
Looking at the appearance of this artifact, it may be broken on the spot at any time. What kind of broken artifact is this
Ma Heng suppressed a smile and deliberately ridiculed: "Junior Brother Lu, this middle-grade artifact is really unique, hahaha."
Then Ouyang opened his mouth wide, thinking for a while, and couldn't help but said: "This, this, Junior Brother Lu, you little stick, don't open the hall, but did you break it first?"
"Hahaha" laughed loudly all around, especially the phrase'Little stick, did you break yourself first? 'I don't know what it was talking about, many people even snickered with rippling faces.
Bi Qi Gong sneered on the side. Lu Cheng was very powerful. He knew it best. Don’t look at this broken stick. At the beginning, Lu Cheng’s mana could not sacrifice a middle-grade artifact. I only hit me with a low-grade. He has been promoted to eighth, you people, hum, hum.
Lu Cheng was embarrassed to touch his nose: "Yeah, or else, let's come, brothers, if I interrupt my divine tool, who of you is responsible for paying me?"
Said that his hands flicked, he took away the krypton gold stick.
Everyone watched him take it out and put it in again, all dumbfounded.
"If your stick is broken, I will pay for it." At this time, Bi Qigong also spoke, and everyone smiled again when he opened his mouth.
"Okay, then." Lu Cheng seemed to be very embarrassed, and took out the krypton gold stick again, and then smiled: "Now that all the seniors want Lu Cheng to take action, that ugly thing is the first, if the hall is opened, The baby inside, I, Lu Cheng, have to pick one first."
"Bastard." Chu Kuangsheng, who just wanted to pull his cage, was furious first. You are a small eight, and fellow seniors are willing to take you to play. Your ancestor is Ji De who burned Gao Xiang, and you dare to speak loudly: "Lu Cheng, There are hundreds of senior brothers here who are talking about seniority and better than realm mana. When does it matter that you get one first?"
Don't talk about Chu Kuangsheng at this time, the people below are also called one.
Ouyang Gao even sneered: "You must take one when you open it? If you can't open it, will you confiscate your artifact?"
"Who is Lu Cheng, so big, dare you take one first?"
"He didn't open this door, so he opened his mouth loudly, really bold? No one is arrogant."
"I heard that it was a hillbilly sent by the following subordinates, and that's what it means."
"Is he the illegitimate son of that elder? How can he have a middle-grade artifact?"
"I've heard of Lu Cheng. It is said that he has killed a lot of masters of the Ninth Level of the Soul? Don't underestimate him."
"Bah, with the advantage of a magical weapon, who wouldn't make a sneak attack and murder, I think he throws away the magical weapon, without Brother Chu, I can slap him to death with one slap."
Everyone yelled at each other, but Lu Cheng still stood there with a smile while watching the expressions of various people off the court one by one.
"Lu Cheng, you heard it too. It's not that we disagree and people are not convinced. How can you take one first?" Ma Heng saw Lu Cheng arousing public anger, and his face was full of gloat.
Wang Yaoyang's words were a little better: "Junior Brother Lu, you help us open the hall, and the benefits are naturally indispensable to you, but your request is indeed a bit too much?"
You bastards, Lu Cheng just wanted to knock them all to death, and wanted me to do my best without benefiting me? When I am an idiot? Now that you can't talk about it, don't talk about it.
At the moment, he stepped back and spread his hands helplessly: "My soul is eightfold, and I have to use my full strength to move the middle-grade artifact, almost exhausting the mana of the whole body, or the artifact will be destroyed if the palace is not opened. This kind of loss-making business. I still don’t do it, and I don’t want the contents anymore, brothers, I’ll go first and say goodbye."
He was about to leave, and Chu Kuangsheng became even more angry: "Lu Cheng, you stand still and shamelessly face you. You open your dog eyes and look at the hundreds of fellow students here, all of them are the juniors of the Jiuzhong Yuanshen. You are a little eighty, we are willing to talk to you like this. You are the blessing of several generations of cultivation. I ask you again, did you open this hall yourself, or did I take your divine tool and open it myself?"
Ma Heng's eyes rolled: "Lu Cheng, hand over the artifact and let Senior Brother Chu come to open the hall. There are so many people here. Brother Chu's ancestor is the former Supreme Master. Wouldn't it be possible to embezzle your artifact?"
"Yes, how can you use the powerful power of a middle-grade artifact with the eightfold mana of your primordial spirit, hand it over, and let Senior Brother Ouyang Gao use it in person is also a way."
"Senior Brother Wang Yaoyang is my top ten master of the Haotian Gate, in my opinion, hand it over for Senior Brother Wang to use."
"Yes, hand it over."
"Hand it over."
"Lu Cheng, hand over the artifact."
"Hand over, hand over."
Someone took the lead, and more than half of the hundreds of people in the field yelled, and everyone unanimously asked Lu Cheng to hand over the artifact.
It's a jerk, Situ didn't collect my magical weapon, your little ants actually asked me to hand it over? Lu Cheng was angry and funny.
In the secular court, officials at the first level crushed people to death, and the people of the Haotian Gate, at a higher level, all regarded me as little ants, but I didn't know that in my eyes, you were just like little grasshoppers.
I opened my mouth and called me Xiaoxiao Yuanshen Eightfold. People who didn't know heard it, and thought you were a master of god transformation
Lu Cheng saw that Chu Kuangsheng was getting more and more unpleasant, but now that the crowd is excited, it is impossible for him to really kill all the people here, unless he doesn't want to return to the Haotian Gate in the future.
After thinking for a while, look around: "There is no problem lending it to the seniors. The problem is, there are so many seniors here, which one should I lend to?"
As soon as Lu Cheng's words were uttered, he kept on the sidelines and sneered after all his efforts. This Lu Cheng is insidious and cunning, I expected it
Immediately there were quarrels around again: "Of course it is for Brother Chu. Brother Chu's ancestor teaches the supreme--"
"Then let Elder Chu use it well? Are you better than family history or strength?"
"Senior Brother Ouyang is highly respected. Many elders of the same sect join him in the faction. Only with his mana can Senior Brother Ouyang control the middle-grade artifact."
"Brother Wang's top ten masters of the soul, don't think that the younger you are, the stronger your strength."
"For Brother Wang"
"To Brother Chu"
"For Brother Ma."
Before Lu Cheng's artifact was handed over, all the people below were facing each other.