Hum? Give them? Everyone was wondering when they heard the fat man's words. If it weren't for the fat man's strength and his identity as a prophet, Long Lin would have been going up to beat him up. What a bad idea? If someone wants it, wouldn't it be bullied by his family... Besides, the death order above must be brought back to the ruins... Hey, this death order is because of this fat man...

"Fatty, how do you say this?" Li Nan asked.

"Even if they are given a quota, they may not be able to enter. It's better to give it to them now. Besides, even if one or two of them are lucky enough to enter, don't forget that the number of people on our side has the advantage, and I believe the strength of the children, they are very strong..." The fat man touched his big belly and said with a smile.

The others were stunned when they heard this. Several adults looked around Lin Xuan and others, and saw that everyone had a confident expression, and Na Geling Arthur had a smile on his face...

Wait... The fat man suddenly looked at Gering Arthur, smashed his mouth and said, "His Excellency Lancelot, I want to tell you something very unfortunate. I hope you can accept it calmly?"

Lancelot was stunned, and had a bad premonition in his heart: "Fat... Oh no, please tell me..."

The fat man pursed his lips and said, "We will definitely give him the quota of Geling Arthur, and we will give you more quota. You can ask the knight behind you to try it, but whether you can enter is not something we can control!"

Lancelot blinked, what was the situation that he had agreed to advance and retreat together, and asked quickly: "Does it take any conditions to enter the ruins?"

"Cough cough!" The fat man coughed twice: "Just as the seal became weaker and weaker, there was more information about the ruins. The most important thing is that this ruins are not so easy to enter... As for the conditions for entering... Cough cough, you should try it yourself later. There is no danger anyway..."

"..." Lancelot suddenly felt very hurt. Looking at the fat man's expression, he obviously didn't like him. It didn't matter if he said that he would give him more places... Obviously, he felt that the chance of entering here was not high... Lancelot looked at his side, then looked at the Dragon Group... It seemed that the fat man believed that they would definitely be able to enter there... So what is the difference between himself and them?

Strength? No, those who have the strength also have it on their own... Talent? No, although I received the news that the son of the Fire God had awakened the realm in the mission not long ago, in terms of talent... Geling Arthur also awakened the realm, so what is the difference? Suddenly Lancelot opened his eyes and thought of a possibility... Suddenly he felt completely disappointed... If it was really because of that, there were really not many chances of winning here, and even there might be more people entering the opposite side than him... But he still held a glimmer of hope, what if...

After the discussion here was almost done, the Dragon Group and the Knights of the Round Table sent a fat classmate and Jiawen to conduct in-depth consultations...

"Ahem, Jiawentong... Oh no, Prince Jiawen, our Dragon Group and the Knights of the Round Table discussed your arrival. After all, we are all cultivators on the earth. Being brave to make progress and constantly striving is our goal. Progress is our goal. Also, as we stand at the top of the cultivators on the earth, we hope that we can reach a higher level and contribute to the progress of all mankind..."

"..." Jiawen was covered in black by a long speech by the fat man. He said that this shouldn't be what those politicians said? When did your prophet start to speak like this? Can you still have fun together?

"Your Excellency, what does the Dragon Group mean?" Qianye Wuqian, who had been silent all the time, seemed unable to bear the nagging of the fat classmate, and asked quickly.

"Yes, just hit it if you want to hit it, what's Moji..." The man in black said impatiently.

"Amitabha..." the old monk recited...

"Tsk tsk, you guys are really impatient. Oh... I just said less than half of it..." The fat man said dissatisfied.

"Please explain it clearly!" Jiawen said quickly. The seal may open at any time. The fluctuations have become increasingly intense. Who has the time to listen to you that you are not talking nonsense and make progress together. Let's go and cheat. Just count the most information about your dragon group. You can chase after you thousands of miles away... Evelyn is now having a small mood...

"Okay okay, you are really impatient. After discussions between our Dragon Group and the Knights of the Round Table, we decided to give each organization a place. After all, we are all members of the Earth Alliance, and we are still very kind..." The fat man said directly without going around in circles...

"Huh?" Everyone here was stunned. The Dragon Group was relieved? It was not easy. Jiawen felt instantly full of energy. It would be better to be able to win a place than to be in a stalemate. Besides, there were not many people coming this time, and no one in each organization could not accept it...

"Wait, let's discuss it internally..." Jiawen said to the fat man, and Jiawen emphasized that it was them inside... The fat man nodded casually, not caring what they said internally or not. Anyway, a bunch of people on his side could not beat you a few people?

Then the four 29th-grade giants here started negotiations and directly put Amazon's warriors aside. Who made them not have the peak powerhouses? But the conditions given by the Dragon Group were that each organization had one quota, which means they still had one quota... and there were still several organizations on the turtle master...

At this time, the fat man suddenly remembered something and shouted loudly: "By the way, I forgot to say it just now, the saviors are considered an organization..."

"..." Everyone cursed in their hearts after hearing this sentence, especially Jiawen. Jiawen just wanted to compete for one or two places with this old monk... In this way, there were only five places left on his side, and the other side opposite him, 6 Ran, Lin Xuan, Yang Chen, Zhao Jingyin, Zhou Jiaxin, Zhang Ming... There are only six second generations of Guanglong group. With the addition of the Knights of the Round Table, he is still at a disadvantage...

Suddenly Jiawen looked at the Dark Council... It doesn't matter, it's the rhythm of taking action. The Dragon Group and the Knights of the Round Table have already vaguely surrounded the four people of the Dark Council. It seems that they are not going to give them a quota. I think it's right, the Knights of the Round Table will definitely not give them a quota...

Just as Jiawen was running away, Qianye Wuqian suddenly said: "Jiawen, the Amazon Warriors have decided to give us their quota..."

"What?" Jiawen was stunned. This was the quota he was going to fight for just now...

"No!" d suddenly said.

"Why not, we can handle our quota by ourselves. We have decided to give our quota to the ninja team..." A man with feathers on his head stood up and said.

"Leah, don't forget that you are on our Americas 6..." Garvan threatened.

"So what? Otherwise, you League of Legends will come to us on Amazon to try..." Leah said.
Chapter completed!