C322 The Thing That You Hate the Most Is the Spirit Fruit!
C322 The Thing That You Hate the Most Is the Spirit Fruit!
And Associate President and Yu Feng, the Martial Academy of the capital, was laughing out loud.
"That's right!" That's right! "Ling Xiao, your harvest is not bad, but please don't be arrogant." Li Bo paused for a moment, and looked at Expert of Transcendence Stage who was using Cold Kingdom, "What do you think?"
Cold Kingdom Expert of Transcendence Stage heard this and immediately felt a burning pain on his face.
Previously, he had said that their gains this time around could be considered as that of past generations.
But compared to Ling Xiao's harvest, it was as if there were ghosts in the past! [Is there no way to compare the heaven and the earth?
At this time, warriors from other countries came out from the ruins.
As soon as they came out, they were pulled over by the martial artists from their respective countries, and carefully inquired about the armor.
After hearing the exact answer, everyone was going crazy. If Hua Xia was able to obtain so many high-quality forging materials, then their strength would increase by leaps and bounds!
Now, Chinese Martial Cultivator's harvest from the ruins could be said to be on par with the country of Mi.
If that happened, even the Mi Nation might not be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with them after their strength increased once more, right?
In addition to Ling Xiao, a BUG level contestant … When the senior executives of all the countries thought of this, they all felt a mountain of pressure.
At this time, Ling Xiao saw that he couldn't continue to grind his emotions, so he was a bit unhappy.
He had to get into trouble, or else how could he raise his strength?
As more and more warriors came out from the relic, Ling Xiao's eyes also became brighter and brighter.
Ling Xiao suddenly coughed twice, attracting everyone's gaze.
Ling Xiao thought about it and a bunch of promissory notes appeared in his hands.
"Those martial artists who owed me money in the ancient ruins, hurry up and pay them back, otherwise it won't be good if I'm late." Ling Xiao said with a smile.
As for most of the martial artists that heard this, they were puzzled.
Lending money? You can still owe money after entering the relic?
"Ling Xiao, what are you saying? Why can't I understand it? " Someone said.
Another person added, "Yeah, what a mess!"
"You can still owe money in the relic?" This is the first time I've heard of it. " Another person said.
Ling Xiao didn't care too much about it. His gaze swept across each of the warriors who gave him promissory notes.
The other warriors saw that Ling Xiao didn't say anything and thought that he was just running off the train. Just as they were about to mock him, something even more puzzling happened.
The foreign martial artists who had just entered the relic walked out in groups of twos and threes.
Their skin color, height, and language were all different, but one thing was surprisingly the same. In their hands, there was a Spirit Fruit!
"Ling Xiao, this is the Spirit Fruit that I owe you."
"This is mine."
"Yes, and mine."
"…"
Ling Xiao received the Spirit Fruit stalks with a smile and the promissory notes in his hands became less and less.
In just a few minutes, Ling Xiao had already received more than twenty Spirit Fruit.
By the time he had cleared the promissory note in his hand, adding the more than thirty Spirit Fruit s that he had, the number of Spirit Fruit had already reached an astonishing sixty!
When everyone present calculated this number, their hearts were already filled with raging waves.
Over sixty Spirit Fruit s! This number was already more than the gains made by the Spirit Fruit of the few small nations!
Ling Xiao frowned and said as if he deserved a beating: "It's the Spirit Fruit again! The thing that I hate the most in my life is Spirit Fruit … "