Chapter 698

Name:All My Disciples Suck! Author:
Chapter 698

98: Large Card Trading Scene

“Damn it, this Legendary Quest, I must live until the end!”

“That’s right, hurry up and start preparing!”

“Such a wonderful plot, how can I die halfway. Isn’t that only like Cloud players squatting in the sect to watch the live broadcast? Then what’s the point of playing?”



The third-test Human players discussed the situation, and then without saying a word, they began their preparations.

The third-test Human players neither took out their Earth Weapons to check, nor did they adjust their status, but instead, with a big shake of their hands, each of them touched out a large pile of cards.Gẹtt the latest novels at n.o/(v)/e/l/bin(.)com

“Two high rank Brother Lufei’s Martial Intent of Death, shout if you want to sell!”

“Two Brother Ice’s Extreme Cold Intent for two Five Fireballs. Tell me if you want to trade!”

“Who has Conqueror’s Haki. My Conqueror’s Haki stock is not much, just a hundred or so left. I’m willing to use three Insight to All Things for one Conqueror’s Haki!”

“Bro, one Infinite Divine Wood and you want to exchange for my Conqueror’s Haki, you’re thinking about fart!”

“Papa Lufei, give me some more Conqueror’s Haki! Dad!”

“Brother Ming, can you give me a round of Four Square Sword? I’m willing to give up my flower... ouch!”



Next, more than 4,000 third-test human players started exchanging cards one after another, each card had the power of the first and second test big brother’s intent.

There were those who collected cards, those who exchanged cards, and those who took the opportunity to acquire Conqueror’s Hakis intending to speculate on the price.

“???” He Yiming turned his head and nearly vomited blood as he watched.

This was the Ancient Era!

It’s more of a cultivation world!

You bunch of trash are playing like this is Yu-Gi-Oh?

And you’re trading cards with each other?

If it wasn’t for the fact that they couldn’t be resurrected, He Yiming really wanted to smack a few of the third-test human players to death first.

Too shameless!

“Brother Ming, we’re here!” At this moment, Star, MC Myth, Wang Lufei, and a bunch of other internal and external deacons had gathered.

God King Enel and the Demon Itachi were also called over as the representatives of the third-test Human and Demon Race Players.

“Disciples, you are the pillars of this sect. This mission is very difficult. It can even be said that the chance of success is less than 1%!

“Aiyo, this lineup looks just too extravagant!” Star took the time to turn his head and glanced at the elite squads, and couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.

The first elite squad, Wang Lufei, Vegeta, and Emperor Zoro!

The second elite squad, First Iceman, Strongest Fire Spell, and Thousand Hand Pillar!

The third elite squad, Demon Itachi, the Strongest Demon END, the Lord of Bronze and Fire, Eight God, Milk Tea of Light, and God King Enel!

“Well, not bad! In order to prevent anything from happening to you guys, this is a seal that I made. You guys wear it and if you encounter danger, just crush it and I’ll be there as soon as possible!” He Yiming spoke indifferently, and with a wave of his hand, a dozen green seals landed in everyone’s hands.

“Your task is to patrol back and forth within the large area, rescue the various squads, while exploring the dangerous areas and taking out some powerful foreign beasts. If there are any emergencies, just deal with them on your own within your ability!” He Yiming slowly said.

“Yes!”

The three squads led the order and then left one after another.

“Brother Ming, I’m not convinced. My strength is also very strong!” Handsome Sanji couldn’t help but jump out and roar!

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. My cultivation is now number one in the entire test, this elite squad actually doesn’t take me?” Lose Half jumped out, extremely unconvinced.

“I now also have thirty-three demon marks, after the fusion of a full thirty-seven. Why am I not considered elite?” Satan also came out to question.

He Yiming glanced at these three comedians.

He Yiming wanted to say, Handsome Sanji you idiot, how long did it take you to freestyle before coming back? Don’t you have any shame?

“The players who stayed behind, there are still sisters like Alloy Equipment, who need an extremely powerful man to guard them...” He Yiming leisurely opened his mouth.

“Brother Ming, don’t say it! Leave the heavy responsibility of guarding the camp to me! I, Handsome Sanji, will go through fire and water without hesitation!” Handsome Sanji spoke steeply, with a righteous look on his face.

“Hmph! Worthy of being my good disciple!”

Worthy of being an Ultimate Pervert!

He Yiming’s gaze turned, and he looked at the Lose Half and Satan again.

“Most of the disciples have gone out, the camp is empty and needs secret weapon level disciples to stay behind...”

“Brother Ming, I understand! Hey, why is it so lonely being invincible!” Lose Half and Satan a wave of the hand. They said they understood, and in the process, sang a familiar song.

“Well, where did that Beef Noodles kid run off to again? ” He Yiming only thought of Beef Noodle at this moment, and after turning his gaze and dispersing his spiritual sense, he didn’t find the bastard either.

Forget it, just lose him! Anyway, in case this bastard died...

It would be even better!

At this time...

“Help!!!” Beef Noodles looked at the tens of thousands of meters of sky below his feet and his legs went soft with fear!