Full-time King

Chapter 2285 Observation

Several people were worried. If the ancient warriors became stronger, then the pressure on them, who were experiencing superpowers, would undoubtedly be even greater.

"Alas, it's a pity that the number of people with special abilities is limited every year. If this continues, they will never surpass the power of the ancient warriors."

Baili Huai sighed, and the others nodded in agreement, except Li Bing, who looked at them with some confusion.

"Why are you considering all this? Can we ruin this thing? If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. Why worry about this? Should we send in this invitation?" Li Bing finally couldn't stand seeing a bunch of people sighing here, and couldn't help but express his thoughts.

Everyone was stunned, and Baili Huai was the first to give a thumbs up: "It is true that even a wise man will make mistakes after a thousand considerations, and a fool will gain something after a thousand thoughts. Xiao Bing is right. We should just do what we should do, why think so much."

Everyone thought so too. Although their strength was not weak among the psychics, it was really not their turn to consider such things.

"What do you think Ling Feng's ability can achieve in the Rookie League Tournament?"

Baili Huai shook the invitation in his hand and asked softly.

Li Bing scratched his head: "There shouldn't be any problem getting into the finals, right?"

"I heard that there are 108 people in the finals, and only three will be selected for the preliminaries. In addition, many people with special abilities who want to join the ancient warriors will also participate. In my opinion, it will be difficult."

After all, Li Han had inquired about a lot of information in the past few days, and with the identity of the temporary head of Tenglong Martial Arts School, he was like a fish in water.

What surprised him was that many outer disciples of ancient martial arts sects also had supernatural powers, which made it effortless for him to find out information.

In other words, the ancient warriors are much more generous than the Dragon Group of psychics and do not bother to hide anything.

"Actually, it shouldn't be a problem for him to enter the finals. After all, there is an age limit for the rookie league competition. Everyone has seen his progress in the past few days. Brother Hei, what do you think?"

"The probability of successfully assassinating him is less than 30%!" Brother Hei said in a muffled voice.

He was quite depressed. The fighting spirit of an ancient warrior would automatically protect his body, unlike those of a psychic who needed to actively activate it. This undoubtedly greatly reduced the probability of his sneak attack being successful.

"I'm not completely sure now. If I fight him one-on-one, it's still unknown who will win. With this age and this strength, he is already quite strong among ancient warriors. You have to know that ancient warriors are different from us. Their strength is proportional to their age. And we, the psychics..." Baili Huai shook his head and said nothing.

The strength of a psychic, unless he has extremely good luck, will be what it is when he awakens. The only difference lies in the ability to control it.

While a few people were talking, Ling Feng walked out.

"What happened? Why is there so much noise? Where's Linlin?"

Ling Feng's eyes were as sharp as lightning, and compared to usual, they were a little sharper, making people unable to help but avoid his gaze.

What a strong momentum!

Baili Huai and others were secretly shocked.

Hu Mengmeng suppressed her discomfort, avoided Ling Feng's sight, and whispered, "Xiao Linlin is taking a nap. How can a child not take a nap?"

"Here is an invitation for you, sent by the Ancient Warriors' Sect Alliance."

After Hu Mengmeng's interruption, Baili Huai also reacted and handed the invitation in his hand to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng opened the invitation and understood it. It was more like a notice than an invitation. The people from the sect alliance probably used the invitation cover to save trouble. Ling Feng couldn't help but complain. Such a powerful force was not professional at all. It was really lazy to the extreme.

"I have no objection to this matter. Is it going to start tomorrow? Time flies. I am really sorry to bother you all these days. You can leave at any time. The ban will be automatically lifted at midnight."

Such a small matter would not be rejected by any ancient martial arts sect. It was just a temporary occupation of a piece of land, not a big deal.

Ling Feng sighed. He really felt that time passed very quickly. The past few days seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye.

"It's no trouble. We can benefit a lot from fighting with Mr. Ling. Mr. Ling, I have a small hope. I wonder..."

Baili Huai said this politely, then changed the subject and spoke hesitantly.

"You can say whatever you want. As long as I can do it, I won't shirk my responsibility!"

Ling Feng said proudly. As for whether Baili Huai would make any excessive demands, Ling Feng believed that a smart person like Baili Huai would not make any. He agreed so readily, and he was really grateful. If it weren't for these psychics who took the trouble to accompany him in sparring, he might not be able to master it so quickly.

"In fact, it's not a big deal for Mr. Ling. We heard about this grand gathering of ancient warriors and wanted to join in to broaden our horizons."

Baili Huai said hesitantly.

Whether this request was difficult or not, it all depended on what Ling Feng thought. If Ling Feng thought that they wanted to find out the strength of the ancient warriors and had bad intentions towards them, and refused, Baili Huai would not be able to say anything.

Ling Feng pondered for a moment, then smiled: "No problem, if you want to watch, you can come with me tomorrow. The Ancient Warriors' Newcomer League Tournament is not that troublesome. We will draw lots to decide the opponents tomorrow, and then we will compete. The entire preliminaries will last for a month, and then the finals will be held. The location of the finals will be notified separately, and even I don't know it now."

Ling Feng was not worried at all that the overall strength of the ancient warriors would be spied on by the supernatural. If the ancient warriors fell so easily, they would have been destroyed long ago. It was able to dominate for such a long time, and its foundation was not something that a mere supernatural could shake.

As the saying goes, old ginger is still spicy, and this is most suitable for ancient martial artists.

Baili Huai and the others obviously did not expect Ling Feng to agree so readily. In their opinion, it was normal not to agree.

They were all delighted. After all, the power of the ancient warriors had been verified on the old man, but they still couldn't help wanting to see more of them. The little tricks behind this could be understood if you thought about it carefully.

As the sky brightened, Ling Feng opened his eyes with renewed energy. He was like the rising sun outside, emitting vibrant vitality.

When Ling Feng rushed to the martial arts gym, he saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy dressed in a short-sleeved shirt looking around anxiously at the door of the gym.

Ling Feng's heart moved. Could it be that such a young boy is also a candidate to participate in the competition, but he is just a little too young?

After sensing the young man's strength, I found that he was also an ancient warrior and had reached the fifth level of the Qi Gathering Realm, which was quite impressive.

"You came a little too early, didn't you?"

Ling Feng greeted the young man with a smile, and Li Han opened the door of the martial arts hall with familiarity.

When the young man saw Li Han, his eyes lit up and he immediately stepped forward and said, "Sir, I finally saw you."

Li Han glanced at the young man, turned around and said to Ling Feng: "This young man sent the invitation yesterday. Little brother, this is the person in charge of our martial arts hall."

The young man immediately bowed to Ling Feng: "Sir..."

"Okay, okay, you're sweating profusely. Tell me what's going on?"

As the young man stammered, Ling Feng and the others quickly understood what was going on.

The rookie league competition and preliminaries were not actually taken seriously by the alliance of ancient martial artists' hidden sects. They just hastily arranged for their disciples to come and notify places like Lingfeng to temporarily borrow the territory.

Other places are still easy to deal with, but Tenglong Martial Arts School has just been decorated, and there was no fixed person in charge a few days ago, and there have been no members staying recently. After Li Han received the invitation, he immediately returned to the villa. This poor kid did have the phone number of Li Huaitian and his son, who used to work at Tenglong Martial Arts School, but he couldn't get through.

It could be said that it was an oversight on his part, because the place that was temporarily borrowed needed to be hung with a conspicuous sign, and a lot of information such as the rules of the preliminary competition needed to be handed over to Ling Feng.

These things should have been handed over to Li Han yesterday along with the invitation, but he forgot this due to his negligence. When he returned, he realized that he had no choice but to stay there early, hoping that he would not delay the important event of the preliminaries.

"Okay, I get it. Find a suitable place to hang the sign. You can hand over the information to me now."

The young man took out a large stack of information from his arms, and then took out a palm-sized bronze plate. He looked at the sign of Tenglong Martial Arts School, put his feet on the ground, grabbed the crossbeam next to the door plaque with one hand, and pasted the bronze plate next to the sign of Tenglong Martial Arts School.

If passers-by look carefully, they will find that the sign of Tenglong Martial Arts School has become "Tenglong Martial Arts School No. 038".

"This thing is so small that you can't see it unless you look closely. Why don't you make a bigger and more obvious sign?"

Ling Feng did not show any displeasure at the young man's unauthorized putting such a thing on the sign.

The young man grinned, revealing his white teeth. "Sir, this thing is not for others to see. It is an electronic jamming device. Every year, there are always some ordinary people who try to take some photos privately. This little thing can solve a lot of troubles. There is also information about this in the information I gave you. It's getting late. Registration will start at noon. Please get ready. My job is to assist you in completing the registration."

The boy's words were polite, but also full of the arrogance that ancient warriors have. This is a special kind of training, and all the major hidden sects choose some young people with insufficient strength to participate in it.

Ling Feng nodded and walked into the martial arts hall with the others.

The area occupied by Tenglong Martial Arts School is quite large. According to a rough calculation, the indoor martial arts hall can accommodate at least several hundred people. As for the open-air martial arts field, it can easily accommodate a thousand people.

"If you need anything, tell them. I'll take a look at the information first."

Ling Feng sat on the rattan chair and opened the information in front of him. He was very interested in the rules of the preliminaries of the Rookie League Tournament.

"There is nothing special that needs to be prepared. Your martial arts hall is large enough. Well, the only thing that needs to be prepared is probably to prepare seats for the three seniors who come every day."

The young man spoke in a low voice.

Ling Feng was greatly surprised. These ancient martial arts masters were much easier to deal with than those officials.

Ling Feng quickly browsed through the stack of information. The information on it was not complicated and explained the entire process of the preliminary round.

However, Ling Feng felt that some of the information was too simple, so he couldn't help but ask, "I see that the sect alliance doesn't seem to take this rookie alliance competition very seriously?"

Indeed, the information above stated that the registration period was today and tomorrow, and the preliminaries would begin the day after tomorrow, lasting for a month until the top three in the preliminaries were decided, who would compete in the final against the other 105 ancient warriors.

The young man grinned. He had no intention of mocking Ling Feng, because he felt a huge fighting spirit in Ling Feng. It was obvious that the other party was also an ancient warrior like himself. Treating people of the same status, the young man still maintained enough respect.

"Sir, this is not surprising. The sect alliance has already sent out invitations to all ordinary people who are qualified to participate in the preliminaries. We ancient warriors are in such a high position that there is no reason for us to wait for them. According to the opinions of some elders in the alliance, one day is enough."

"Hmm? What if we don't have an invitation?"

Ling Feng suddenly thought of a serious problem, that is, the so-called invitation letter, which Ling Feng really did not have.

"No invitation? If you are a disciple of an ancient martial arts sect, you can sign up at any time. As for ordinary people, that is also possible, of course, provided that you are not too weak. Although the preliminaries are not a death match, the death of a few contestants is really not a big deal."

The boy's careless words showed that he didn't care about the lives of ordinary people at all.

Ling Feng's heart was moved, and he couldn't help but praise: "I didn't expect that you know so many things at such a young age. By the way, I still don't know your name after talking for such a long time. My name is Ling Feng."

The young man smiled shyly: "In order to do this job well, I specifically consulted the senior brothers from the previous class. These are the experiences they passed on. I am Ding Ming from the Jinding Sect."

Ling Feng shook hands with the boy seriously, treating him like an adult. As expected, Ding Ming was very happy with this treatment. Ling Feng smiled secretly in his heart. No matter how smart this boy was, he was still a child after all.

"Li Han, please go and make a copy of the registration form. By the way, little brother, how many people will come to my place to register?"

"Last year, the average number of people at each registration point was 500!"