Chapter 13 Assembling

The newly formed Tianba Four Cow B Warriors were holding a blood oath ceremony.

"Come, let's shout together, 'We don't ask to be born on the same day of the same month, but we ask to die on the same day of the same month!'"

He Shiba poured a bowl of wine for each of the four and raised his own bowl.

Young Master Lei drank it down in one gulp, not even uttering any of the oath.

"Ugh, what terrible wine."

"This is the best wine from our hometown, and you're actually complaining?"

"The people in your hometown are truly pitiful."

"Do you have good wine? Why don't you take it out quickly?"

In the spirit of winning glory for his hometown, Young Master Lei took out Drunken Immortal Brew.

"Hmm... this is indeed good wine."

The three of them drank it down in one gulp.

"Wan Lei, where are you from?"

"You guys didn't even do any research? You don't even know where I'm from?"

"Come on, we only heard about your series of achievements after we got here. How would we know where you're from?"

"Qishan Prefecture, the Wan family."

"The Wan family? Sounds familiar. Where have I heard that before?"

He Shiba's pretty face was full of puzzled expressions.

Li Lei and Wang Chao ignored her, stood up directly, bowed to Wan Lei, and clasped their hands.

"Greetings, descendant of the Thunder Emperor."

"Descendant of the Thunder Emperor? Holy crap? You're so awesome? Your ancestor was actually the Thunder Emperor? No wonder you're so powerful!"

"What's there to be proud of? The current Thunder Emperor family is just a small family in a corner of the Northwest."

Although Wan Lei wasn't too proud, he wasn't sentimental either.

"What about you guys? Where are you from?"

"Southern Region."

No wonder they didn't know his background. So they didn't even see Fang Xiaoyu looking for him outside.

"We're from a small country in the Southern Region. Seven or eight of us came in this time, and only the three of us survived to enter the top ten thousand."

"Oh, so your country is truly blessed with outstanding talents. It's much stronger than ordinary countries."

Lanning Kingdom, Wan Lei didn't know if there were any other survivors besides him.

The few of them chatted about everything under the sun for more than an hour. Wan Lei was uninterested. These three people didn't say anything useful besides boasting.

Seeing that the formation was approaching, they stood up again and flew towards the north.

"Li Lei, what are you muttering about?"

He Shiba turned her head to look at Li Lei, who was flying to the side with a worried look on his face.

"Oh, I was thinking, with Wan Lei's strength, the opponents he encounters must be very, very awesome figures, like the top geniuses of the nine major forces. Can our team beat teams like that?"

"Spit, spit, spit, shut your crow's mouth. We're lucky. We definitely won't encounter teams like that before the finals."

"Luck?"

Wan Lei chuckled.

"When I first came in, I also met three people. They called themselves the Lucky Three Brothers. But what happened? They met me right at the start and were eliminated. Luck is not reliable at all."

"Crow's mouth, crow's mouth, quickly spit, spit, spit."

He Shiba glared at Wan Lei fiercely, suddenly stopped her steps, and stared blankly ahead.

"You... you really are a crow's mouth."

Hearing this, the three of them looked up and saw two teams flying towards them in the distance. To be precise, one team was chasing the other.

Wan Lei glanced at the team being chased and saw a familiar face.

The Second Prince of Lanning Kingdom, Ji Xiaying.

At this time, Ji Xiaying was in an extremely miserable state, covered in wounds, his clothes torn, and his right arm had been chopped off.

His three teammates were in no better condition than him.

Wan Lei had seen the clothes worn by the people chasing them. It was the attire of the Kaitian Sword Sect.

The young man leading the Kaitian Sword Sect disciples held a sharp sword, and his entire body was filled with sword energy. His aura was extremely powerful.

It was precisely

The top genius of the Kaitian Sword Sect,

Jian Xunhuan.

At this moment, Jian Xunhuan and the Kaitian Sword Sect disciples were about to catch up with Ji Xiaying and his group.

Without saying a word, Wan Lei flew towards them quickly.

Seeing this, He Shiba and the others were anxious and wanted to persuade Wan Lei not to be impulsive, but Wan Lei's speed was extremely fast, and they couldn't stop him.

Helplessly, they could only follow and kill them.

At this time, Ji Xiaying was in an extremely miserable state. The pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer, and he was already desperate.

This time, it would be good if he could save his life. He didn't ask for any ranking. Anyway, he had already entered the top ten thousand, so he could give an account when he returned.

With this in mind, Ji Xiaying saw four people flying towards him.

At that moment, his hope of saving his life was completely shattered.

He recognized the person in the lead, Wan Lei.

He had a grudge against Wan Lei.

Previously, outside the capital of Lanning Kingdom, he had provoked Wan Lei, verbally abused him, and his attitude was extremely bad.

In this desert, in the past half month, he had heard too many rumors about Wan Lei, and only then did he know how powerful the other party was.

It was laughable that he had been so overconfident before and actually wanted to compete with Wan Lei.

Thinking about it now, he was too naive in the past.

Now it was all over. There was a blockade in front and pursuers behind. He, Ji Xiaying, could not escape at all.

Ji Xiaying stopped.

Jian Xunhuan behind him stopped ten zhang away from them.

There were a total of eight people.

The four people in front were looking at Wan Lei.

The four people behind were also looking at Wan Lei.

"Wan... Wan Lei, are you here to take revenge on me?"

Grandmaster Lei had the demeanor of a strong person, just glanced at Ji Xiaying indifferently, and then looked at Jian Xunhuan.

Ji Xiaying knew that he was being ignored, but he didn't feel humiliated at all. Instead, he had a feeling of surviving a disaster.

That's great, these two are facing each other.

That's right, you are all top geniuses and are each other's opponents. What am I, Ji Xiaying? Am I worthy of you killing me?

It's right for you two to fight.

"Wan Lei, I won't thank you for your great kindness. I will remember this favor. When I return to Lanning Kingdom, I will take care of the Wan family. Farewell."

The atmosphere here was not harmonious, and Ji Xiaying wanted to escape quickly. Dafeng Novel

Grandmaster Lei shook his head slightly, signaling him to get lost.

Ji Xiaying left with his people.

"Wan Lei?"

"Mm."

"Qingyun Four Swords, were they eliminated by you?"

"If you want to fight, then fight. Why bother looking for a reason?"

"That's right, I was narrow-minded. Everyone here is an opponent. I thought I would meet you in the final, but since we met ahead of time, let's have a fight."

"Good."

Grandmaster Lei maintained his strong demeanor very well, and every sentence was concise. Dafeng Novel Network

"Everyone says that you, Wan Lei, have unparalleled talent and are a descendant of the Thunder Emperor, and even Fang Xiaoyu personally challenged you outside..."

"Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?"

"Are you a Xiaoyu Syndrome patient?"

"What?"

"Someone from the Rain-Protecting Alliance."

"Heh, I'm not the kind of fool who is obsessed with women. They're all idiots. They know they can't get her, but they're still so crazy. I'm not interested in women."

After Jian Xunhuan finished speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Wan Lei, his eyes full of interest...

No, it was a very strong interest.

Seeing this, Young Master Lei

His heart skipped a beat,

His chrysanthemum tightened,

And he took a step back.