Chapter 2197 The Saint of Xuanwu City

Author: Shredded Pork Noodles with Shredded Pork

Chapter 2197 The Saint of Xuanwu City

"How much does the power of the dragon in my body increase?" Zhang Dabiao's eyes lit up.

Regarding the power of the dragon, he is actually a bit of love and hate.

First of all, it is certain that when Zhang Dabiao did not come here, the power of the dragon was simply one of his strongest means, going to heaven and earth, not invading swords and omnipotence.

But after coming to this world, as his realm became more and more advanced, he felt that the power of the dragon was no longer so powerful, unless it would have some effect when running away. If he transformed into an ordinary battle,

The body of the dragon, for so long, can only be beaten.

After all, such a big body can be captured by anyone who is not blind.

As for the inviolation of swords and swords, Zhang Dabiao, who is now in the mid-stage Jindan power, can open an energy cover, and will be inviolable by swords and swords and will not enter water and fire.

"I think Brother Zhang should also know the shortcomings of the dragon power in his body, right? After you improve this time, you will ensure that the dragon power in your body will be enhanced and will never become your weakness again!" Long Ming continued to smile and said with a smile.

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Zhang Dabiao nodded, "Okay, I promise you!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, without saying anything more.

At this time, a young woman came out of the hunting union. The woman was extremely beautiful and looked like a lady from a wealthy family, which made people feel pity.

The woman looked at the many cultivators in the square and said in a pretty voice: "The Hunting Conference Promotion Competition is about to begin. Are there any players who have arrived?"

Luo Ke heard this and couldn't help but complain, "The person who has not arrived can't hear you say this!"

Zhang Dabiao couldn't help laughing when he heard this, but Vice President Qi turned aside and told him: "Be serious!"

Zhang Dabiao and Luo Ke immediately put away their jokes and became serious.

The woman continued: "Since no one spoke, I will announce that the promotion competition of this hunting conference has officially begun!"

"Everyone has participated in the hunting conference and knows the specific process. This time, the rules are the same as before. The only difference is that this time is held in a small world!"

"What?"

When everyone heard the word "Little World", they were stunned.

"I didn't expect that the hunting union in Xuanwu City had such a means that even the small world could be easily mastered!" A monk said on the other side of the Buddhist temple.

"Haha, the hunting union in Xuanwu City is strong, and it is worthy of being a super city." Qingyuan also spoke.

Then he glanced at an old man beside him and said with a smile, "When will our hunting union have such a way?"

The old man seemed unwilling to say anything to Qingyuan, but just glanced at him lightly and said, "The hunting unions in the world are all ones, and they have them is equivalent to us. It doesn't matter to compare!"

"If they have it, it means we have it?" But Qingyuan curled his lips, obviously not taking this set, "Then why didn't I see them give it to us?"

"Just like those resources in the small world, we collect a terrifying number every year!"

The old man looked at Qingyuan helplessly and ignored him.

As for the contestants in Xuanwu City, they were very proudly scanning the cultivators around them.

Because they are super cities, there are ten places to participate, which are the ones with the largest number of places to participate.

Like the previous Mucheng and Zhancheng, it belongs to a big city, with seven quotas, and Qianlong City, there are five quotas. In some small cities in the future, there are three quotas, and in the end, it is Zhang Dabiao.

Such a border town is a quota.

Of course, these places do not mean that only a few people can participate in the competition, but that one place can bring up to three people to participate.

Just like Zhang Dabiao is the quota in Quantian Town, there is no problem for him to take Luo Ke to participate in the competition.

After everyone was almost talking about it, the woman continued, "Do you have any questions?"

No one talked, they had discussed anything privately just now, there was no need to say it here.

After all, the biggest question is, why can the hunting union in Xuanwu City master a small world?

Seeing that no one spoke, the woman waved her hand and suddenly several old men in white appeared behind her.

These old men were dressed in white clothes and looked quite fairy-like. They looked at the woman and said with a smile: "Ling'er, is it over?"

"Great Elder, it's over!"

The woman named Ling'er nodded, then left here, leaving a sentence, "Let me leave the rest to the elders!"

Her words were even more surprising, and they all guessed the identity of this woman.

"What is this woman's identity? How dare she talk to the Great Elder like this?"

"That's right, the elder of the Hunting Union of Xuanwu City, who is a famous strong man in the entire Fire Kingdom. Is this woman so disrespectful?"

"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out. I think this woman's identity is extremely not simple!"

Everyone was talking, all looking curious.

"Haha, a group of native chickens and tiles who have never seen the world!" At this time, a young man spoke proudly.

His eyes were full of disdain and swept through many cultivators.

This scene naturally made the cultivators unhappy. One of them spoke and asked with a gloomy face: "Fellow Taoist, what do you mean?"

Because this is because he is out and even more in Xuanwu City, otherwise this cultivator would not have spoken so politely, and he probably punched him.

But the young man obviously didn't know it and continued, "I said you are native chickens and tiles, but you don't even know about the saints of our Xuanwu City!"

"Holy Maiden in Xuanwu City?"

When everyone heard this, they immediately looked curious.

"Can it be that peerless genius who is rare in a century? The saint who has practiced to the peak of the golden elixir at a young age?" Someone thought for a moment and said suddenly.

The young man nodded, "Yes, I didn't expect that you, an ant, had heard of the name of the Saint."

No one cares about the ugly words of this young man, because everyone is immersed in the talent and cultivation of the Saint.

Zhang Dabiao also heard this and asked Long Ming: "Is that person true?"

Long Ming nodded, "The Saint is only twenty-two years old, but his strength has reached the peak of the Golden Pill!"

"Is the peak of the 22-year-old golden elixir?" Zhang Dabiao murmured to himself, "It's indeed a bit scary!"

"Will she participate in this hunting conference?" Zhang Dabiao continued to ask.

There was a sense of fighting spirit in his eyes, which was a fighting spirit towards the master.

"No, but she will attend this practice conference!"
Chapter completed!