Female President's Personal Doctor

Chapter 1740

Niu Yanshou grinned bitterly and touched his nose: "Wang Zhi, please save yourself. We have to accept the reality. If we can't, we can't. If we have anything to mind, we should cultivate well after we go back."

This little dragon Ning fan agreed and advised: "OK, just say a few words. Only when you are strong will you be respected, otherwise everything is bullshit. Since no one likes us, let's stay away from them. "

At this time, little dragon Ning fan has an idea to let Wanfu Zong shine and blind these snobbish dogs.

But just think about it, he won't affect his plan. Before, he was too optimistic and felt that he could win easily. Now it seems that he doesn't have to make a good plan.

Of course, Xiao Long Ning fan is willing to do such things as playing pig and eating tiger.

Shangyuan City tossed for two days, and finally it was over. The bloody sword hanging on all heads was taken away one night, and the Tianjiao of sword Fu sect didn't speak again. No one knew whether he had succeeded or not.

However, dozens of Fuxiu died in the city these two days. I'm afraid only the ghost knows if there is anyone among them that jianfuzong Tianjiao is looking for.

Fortunately, everything calmed down, and then the gate opened wide, and the Fu practitioners who had been waiting outside could finally enter the city. Bai Tao's Wan Fu Zong team also came to join with Xiao Long Ning fan.

"My Lord, it's up to you to be the leader of the team. I'm not virtuous and incompetent." Bai Tao was overjoyed when he saw Bruce Lee Ning fan. He kept rubbing his hands and was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Obviously, he probably heard something from Niu Yanshou's ears, such as a great achievement in the forbidden area of the cave. In a word, it's definitely a great chance to follow Bruce Lee ningfan.

"No, I'll be a minor. I like to keep a low profile." Xiaolong ningfan declined his kindness.

"This --" Bai Tao's face turned pale.

Fortunately, Kemal came out to make things better. She chuckled and said, "well, he really doesn't like publicity. Don't embarrass him."

At this time, only she can speak. With her statement, Bai Tao is greatly relieved and no longer insists. So far, Wan Fu Zong's team to participate in the Dabie competition has been determined. Although they are full of confidence, according to Wan Fu Zong's strength and status in the world, it seems that they just come to fight soy sauce and won't win much.

In front of the registration hall composed of the five forces, there are all kinds of Fuxiu. They all think that they can make a big show and earn both fame and wealth. I really don't know where their confidence comes from.

Wanfu Zong, the last small force, can only stay on the periphery, not even qualified to enter the queue. The reason is very simple, they did not enter the list, indicating that their ranking is at least 100.

One hundred people away from the zongmen, basically belongs to the fish belly, in other people's eyes, is to join the fun. I don't know which immoral ghost came up with the idea. We still accept Lingjing for watching the war, and we collect it according to the seats. For xiaozongmen, it costs a lot to form a group to watch the battle.

"Damn, today's organizers are really unscrupulous. They are short of money and crazy!"

"What's to complain about? If your clan has the strength, it will care about this little money?"

"Damn, no matter how powerful you are, money doesn't come from strong winds!"

After the announcement of the implementation of the admission system for selling tickets, it was OK on the registration field, because as long as you enter to participate in the cold, you will naturally get the admission quota, but the small forces watching the crowd outside will blow up the pot.

In this world, the more powerful you are, the more status you have and the more money you have. You can say that there is no shortage of anything. But if the strength is not good, it will be very difficult. It can be said that what you want is nothing. You are constrained everywhere.

"There's nothing to say. I'm not as good at cultivation as others. I can only swallow it. I'll just listen to the news outside, or I'll stay in the broken clan at home. I'm really fed up with it!"

"I don't think much of you. I don't think my mother is ugly. My dog doesn't think my family is poor. What qualification do you have to despise your family?" The refuter seems to be the leader of a small clan, very angry.

"Well, if you don't want to make progress and allow others to bully you, what's the difference between joining a clan like that and not joining it?"

In a group of noisy voices, the people of Wanfu sect came late. They stayed on the outside and listened to the noise around them. They were not anxious, and they seemed to be very interesting.

"Look at people. If you don't have the ability, shut up. What's the point of contention?" Some people see the people of Wanfu sect and take them as examples to teach others, which means that it's good for Wanfu sect to guard themselves.

"Cut, don't compare Laozi with the garbage sect. Laozi's sect is also ranked 103."

"There are only 100 places in the list. How did you rank the 103 places?"

"At that time, the zongmen had only lost two games, except for those who were within 100. Of course, they were ranked in 103!"

"Are you qualified to enter the registration hall?"

"Not this one."

"No, just like us, there's nothing to be proud of. I can wait in line here."

They are not qualified to compete with those who are in the top 100. They have to compete with themselves first and then take the top three to enter the competition.

In the end, 103 teams will compete in the big game.

For most of the day, the registration was completed. Wanfuzong was almost the last one to sign up, but at least it was named. Each team is limited to five people. They report for Bruce Lee, Ning fan, Kai Mo'er, Bai Tao, Wang Zhi and Bai Tao.

From this list, we can see how much Bai Tao relies on Bruce Lee Ning fan and almost bet all his treasure on him. It doesn't mean that he has a good eye, it only means that he has a little courage.

The peripheral war is also noisy, one-on-one elimination, lose out, win continue to compare, until the final three teams.

When Wan Fu Zong was going to draw lots, he didn't expect that he had been drawn. Wan Fu Zong was chosen as the opponent of a small white Fu gate, but they were as happy as they won the grand prize, and they were all crazy.

"Ha ha, originally we came here with the attitude of coming to see the excitement. Maybe we can win one more game." The old master of baifumen laughed.

It seems that they have the chance to win. Although his Baifu sect is very bad, it should be better than Wanfu sect.

"Ha ha, what's your name, Wanfu sect? Do you have ten runes in all?" After going on stage, Bai Fu Zong's disciples sneered.

It's Ning fan, a disciple of zongzi. He looks the youngest, so he's the first one.