Chapter 744
He spoke in a somewhat mechanical and seemingly unnatural manner, but he had an inexplicable aura of power that a strong man of his level should have.
As soon as he finished speaking, a warrior came over and told him that the reward had been issued.
"Everyone, please check it out. If you have any dissatisfaction or additional requests, you can raise them."
Maureen spoke again.
Everyone looked down at the reward content.
Soon, they all looked up again, apparently without any objection.
"Okay, this mission is over, and there won't be any new missions for the time being."
"However, you need to fight with the warriors of the base to fight for various territories."
Listening to Mo Lin's words, Ning Feng suddenly became alert and asked, "Master Mo Lin, are you fighting with the Monster Alliance and the martial arts countries of the human race?"
Morin nodded. "This is international territory, and there are rules that belong to international territory."
Ning Feng felt relieved and didn't ask any more questions.
"Okay, since there are no problems, everyone can leave."
Having said that, Morin ordered everyone to retreat.
After everyone left, Mo Lin sent a message to Ning Feng, asking him to return to the quiet secret room.
Soon, Ning Feng returned to the quiet secret room again.
Looking at Morin sitting on it, his huge head was staring at him expressionlessly.
Even Ning Feng couldn't help but feel a chill, mainly because she was too ugly.
Maureen is really ugly and gives people an eerie feeling for some reason.
"Ning Feng, Master Lin Qingcai is not here. Master asked me to take you to see an old friend."
Maureen spoke up.
"Old friend?" Ning Feng was a little confused. Did he have any old friends here?
"He is an old friend of ours, an old friend of your father Ning Zhan." Mo Lin explained.
Ning Feng vaguely guessed it.
Mo Lin continued, "The old guy at the Ninth Base helped you get a place on the Human Race Ancient Road. He fought very hard for it, but unfortunately, the Beautiful Country, the Bear Country and other martial arts countries did not agree."
Ning Feng was instantly relieved and at the same time verified his guess.
He is an old acquaintance from the Ninth Base, and also an old acquaintance of his father Ning Zhan. The other party had said not long ago that he could get him a place on the ancient road.
Ning Feng asked: "Senior, since they disagree, did they put forward any conditions?"
Mo Lin nodded: "You need to fight for it. All the martial arts countries voted unanimously to reject it. If you want to enter that ancient road, you need a representative from each country to decide a spot."
"I'm OK."
Ning Feng had no objection. If it were any other ancient road, he might not be interested.
But as for this ancient road, which was related to the tomb of the gods, he really wanted to take a look.
He is also fully confident that he can get the quota.
"Since there is no problem, you can come with me for a look."
Mo Lin said this without caring about Ning Feng. He just raised his hand and a stream of blood and energy rolled up Ning Feng.
Ning Feng felt a darkness before his eyes, and then he heard the whistling sound of wind coming towards the direction of the ninth base.
……
"Is your father Ning Zhan okay?" Mo Lin, who had been silent all the time on the road, suddenly asked a question.
"Very good, preparing for the battle in the Ancient Blood Territory."
Although Ning Feng was confused, he still replied.
"That's good." Mo Lin suddenly grinned, inexplicably sinister, "Hehehe."
Ning Feng always felt that this guy was very weird. He fell silent and didn't say anything else.
But he had some vague guesses that maybe there was some cause and effect relationship between Mo Lin and Ning Zhan?
Thinking of this, he suddenly became a little alert.
……
Soon, Mo Lin and Ning Feng arrived at the ninth base.
When Ning Feng appeared in the square of the ninth base, he saw more than ten figures standing in the square at a glance.
Among them, Smith from the United States and Zeyuan from Xiong’s country are among them.
But at this moment, both of them were standing obediently behind the two young men.
In other directions, strong men from more than ten martial arts countries, including Sakura Kingdom, Golden Pagoda Kingdom, and Borneo Kingdom, also arrived at the scene.
Maureen's arrival immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Immediately, a sneer was heard in the field.
Some people looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged warrior from Sakura Country with a cold expression on his face. He said sarcastically, "The big-headed kid is here. As expected of the number one martial arts country, he is so arrogant that he has so many strong people waiting for him here."
The leader of the Bharata Kingdom is also a middle-aged warrior with powerful blood and energy, and his realm is at the ninth level of great perfection.
"After all, they are the number one martial arts nation. Hahaha."
The strong man from Borneo was in a weird mood. After all, a warrior from Borneo was killed by Ning Feng not long ago.
At this moment, he naturally disliked Ning Feng very much.
Mo Lin glanced at everyone and said coldly, "You are a bunch of useless people. You are really troublesome. You can't beat us and have no hope of competing for a place, but you have to organize such an assessment."
"It's a waste of both parties' time. Can't we use this time to go back and practice?"
Listening to Maureen's ridicule,
The warriors from various martial arts countries all looked unhappy. It was generally acknowledged that the Dragon Country was strong in martial arts.
But being ridiculed like this still made everyone very unhappy.
"Who do you think you are, Big Head Kid? The fight hasn't even started yet and no one knows who will get the spot." Sakura Kuni spoke grimly.
"Miyaji, how many women did you have to go to the United States to sell fasting in exchange for a few pieces of international territory?"
"But trash is trash. Do you really think you can do it by selling the territories you have acquired?"
Mo Lin looked at Lu Zhifu without giving him any face and started to scold him.
The leader of the Sakura Nation, Midori Osamu, was so angry that his face turned black. "My Sakura Nation relies on its strength to make a living, unlike your Dragon Nation. We have developed to this day relying on the resources snatched from the Star Gate Battlefield and the Cave. Do you really think that they belong to you?"
"The Star Gate Battlefield and the Catacombs are not only crises, but also opportunities. We in Sakura Country want them too."
boom.
"Luo Zhifu, what did you say?"
A murderous aura suddenly burst out from Morin's body, and he walked towards the warrior Sakura step by step.
The terrifying murderous aura was like the sea, covering everyone present.
For a moment, the scene was like falling into an icy cave, and many people dared not breathe.