Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1913 - 1914: Kunlun Fruit

Luo Wei glared at Yang Fei fiercely: "Do you think a Level Six Thunder Beast can easily suppress our noble squadron?"

As he spoke, he took out the battlefield recorder and waved it at Yang Fei.

"The usual rules, let's bet on points."

"If our points surpass yours, your prior agreent with Miss rlin is void, and you have to kneel and apologize to her."

At this point, he said calmly: "Bullying won doesn't count as a skill."

Yang Fei snorted, looking at him lazily.

"If we bet and you lose, what then?"

Luo Wei snorted, took out a communicator, and gave a few quiet instructions.

Soon, a sleek, luxurious armored car roared onto the scene, kicking up dust.

From the armored car erged two strong, brawny n, their expressions fierce, clearly seasoned veterans.

They saluted Luo Wei.

"Young Master, what's the matter?"

Luo Wei waved his hand: "Bring down the sealed refrigerator from the car."

One of the n jumped onto the car, opened his arms, and brought down a small refrigerator.

Inside the transparent organic glass, there was a blood-red heart beating loudly.

Even through the transparent organic glass, everyone could feel the rich vitality emanating from the red heart, filled with Essence Qi.

Everyone watched Luo Wei's peculiar behavior, all puzzled, collectively staring curiously at the heart within the refrigerator.

Luo Wei took a deep breath, his expression becoming much more serious.

"This is the Kunlun fruit I just acquired, and I'll use it as a bet."

As soon as Luo Wei finished speaking, many people exclaid.

"What, Kunlun fruit? That's the holy fruit martial artists dream of."

"The Luo family, indeed deep-rooted; using a Kunlun fruit, worth a fortune, as a wager."

"A bold gamble! The young master of the Luo family is indeed extravagant!"

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Yang Fei noticed that nearly everyone was staring at the Kunlun fruit, their eyes fervent.

Even the two instructors stood up, looking at the Kunlun fruit in the refrigerator with amazent.

Yang Fei was sowhat baffled, turned his head to look at Milan, and asked softly.

"What is a Kunlun fruit?"

Milan was startled, looking at Yang Fei in shock: "You don't even know what a Kunlun fruit is?"

Yang Fei shook his head, smiling wryly.

"You know I've lost my mory..."

Milan's heart softened, she sighed and said softly.

"Kunlun fruit is a genetic technology fruit, simulating the Longevity Fruit, grown as a holy fruit."

"Although it doesn't have the sa powerful effects as the Longevity Fruit, it's a rare holy fruit for ordinary martial artists."

"This holy fruit can significantly increase Qi-Blood and add a massive amount of Essence Qi. If a martial artist encounters a bottleneck, it can help them break through their own limits."

At this point, Milan smiled wryly.

"Such a holy fruit can only be cultivated by a large family like the Luo family."

"The resources and wealth needed for one Kunlun Valley is about ten tis the weight of gold."

Hearing this, Yang Fei was both surprised and delighted.

"So this foolish guy is giving us a Kunlun fruit for free?"

Milan looked at Yang Fei in puzzlent, shaking her head.

"As far as I know, Luo Wei is soone who plans before acting, a rare talent for leadership among noble sons."

"Without at least an eighty percent certainty, he wouldn't bet with you."

Yang Fei nodded, fully agreeing with Milan's view.

"Our points are already there, and he still dares to step forward. This ans he has sothing in his possession that isn't inferior to a Level Six Thunder Beast."

At this point, Yang Fei's face showed a devious smile.

"But don't forget, we have good stuff in our hands too."

Milan was stunned, then filled with surprise and joy.

"Are you talking about Braggart Hans' battlefield recorder?"

Yang Fei nodded with a wicked smile.

"If Luo Wei wants to stand up for the rlin squadron, he'll have to pay a heavy price. I'll take this Kunlun fruit."

Luo Wei, seeing Yang Fei and Milan whispering, raised his voice impatiently.

"Well, do you dare to bet?"

Yang Fei turned around, spread his hands helplessly, and sighed.

"I really can't help it, you noble sons are just willful."

Milan noticed with surprise that the guy's face was full of a guilty and timid look, clearly afraid to bet.

Luo Wei also noticed the cowardice on Yang Fei's face, laughing heartily with a tone full of mockery.

"What, do you only dare to bully won?"

Yang Fei shook his head, seemingly hesitant, occasionally stealing glances at the Kunlun fruit.

This guy vividly played the role of a greedy and timid young lad.

Not far away, rlin looked at Yang Fei eagerly.

If this kid decided firmly not to bet, she'd be greatly embarrassed and wouldn't have another chance to turn the tables.

Suddenly, Yang Fei clenched his teeth and flatly refused Luo Wei.

"No way, I'm not betting. I've already won, why would I give you a chance to turn the tables?"

rlin's head went dizzy, she held her forehead, almost crying out.

Luo Wei also found it unexpected.

He watched Yang Fei's greedy eyes, originally thinking that he would definitely bet.

Unexpectedly, this guy refused at the last mont.

Luo Wei couldn't help but glance at rlin not far away, seeing her eyes full of daze.

Following rlin were a few noble sons, all showing indignant expressions.

In the distance, more noble squadrons were continuously entering the camp.

They had obviously completed their trial tasks and were here to hand them in.

Luo Wei thought to himself, if he could make rlin regain face and abolish the ridiculous rule that noble sons must line up.

This would certainly establish greater prestige in the hearts of many noble sons.

Luo Wei is an ambitious person, and his stage is not only limited to the academy, but also in the Federal Governnt, in the military.

If nothing unexpected happens, within the next five years, a General Star will definitely rise in the Federal Military.

This General Star is Luo Wei himself.

Therefore, Luo Wei needs greater applause, more talents to rally under him.

And now is the best ti for Luo Wei to win people's hearts and establish prestige.

At this mont, three or four noble squads ca to hand in their tasks, only to be told by two instructors they must queue in turn.

This upset many noble sons, who started clamoring loudly.

"Damn, when was this rule set? Who did it?"

"Who said noble sons have to be like commoners? Ridiculous!"

"Who did this? Stand out!"

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Not far away, Yang Fei squinted his eyes, smiling as if he were observing.

rlin's face turned alternately red and white, feeling uneasy.

Luo Wei stepped forward, cupped his hands towards the noisy noble sons.

"Everyone, please listen to ."

Luo Wei's status was significant, and as soon as he appeared, everyone quieted down, each greeting Luo Wei with courtesy.

Luo Wei recounted the bet between Yang Fei and rlin, particularly highlighting the despicable behavior of Yang Fei bullying won and rlin's innocence.

This enraged all the noble sons, causing them to shout angrily.

"Damn, this commoner dares to do this!"

"Bet with him? I don't believe we can't beat a commoner."

"Provocation, this is a provocation to us noble sons."

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