Over Yangzhou City, a luxury private plane flew through the clouds.
"Ling Feng, we will arrive at the headquarters in three minutes. Don't be nervous when you see the president later." Wang He said with a smile.
Ling Feng took a sip of mineral water and asked curiously: "Manager Wang, who is the Li Guodong you scolded just now? Why did he dare to do that?"
Flying over an airplane is a more serious provocation than continuously stopping cars on the highway.
Zhang Fan also pricked up his ears out of curiosity.
When the word Li Guodong was mentioned, the smile on Wang He's face disappeared, "He is another manager of the Elite Palace, and he doesn't deal with me very much."
At the headquarters of the Elite Hall, there is one president and two general managers, known as the 'Elite Three'.
The president has the highest authority and is the top leader.
The status of the two general managers is only lower than that of the president. There is no hierarchy between the two parties, and they are in charge of different directions.
However, since Li Guodong was a junior God of War, he had a vague intention of suppressing Wang He.
Thanks to the full support of the president, Wang He was not defeated.
Both of them are qualified to compete for the position of president in the future. They have been fighting openly and covertly for many years. Everyone in the elite hall knows that they have conflicts.
Ling Feng's face changed slightly after hearing this.
Since he was brought to the elite palace by Wang He, outsiders would default to thinking that he belonged to him.
Then he and Li Guodong are in hostile camps.
Wang He seemed to see Ling Feng's worry: "By dragging you into the elite hall this time, I can ask the senior management to help me break through the bottleneck."
"As long as I advance to the God of War level and my strength is not inferior to that of the other party, I will never treat you badly."
Wang He has been stagnant in high-level combat for many years and has been unable to break through.
Now is your chance.
This is also the reason why he has always attached great importance to Ling Feng after he discovered him.
There are only five peerless warriors at the God of War level in Jiangcheng Province. There are two in the Elite Hall, two in the military, and one who does not belong to any force and works alone.
Ling Feng laughed awkwardly, his face expressionless, and he secretly complained in his heart.
What would Wang He's expression be like if he knew he was the madman he had been looking for?
Not long after, a magnificent building came into Lingfeng's eyes.
"That's the headquarters of our Elite Hall." Wang He pointed forward.
Ling Feng looked through the low clouds and saw the entire headquarters of the Elite Hall in his eyes.
The headquarters occupies a very large area. In addition to the extended light blue courtyard wall, there is a tall dark blue skyscraper.
There are three large characters on this skyscraper that can be clearly seen from miles away - Elite Hall.
Outside the walls of the Elite Palace, there are people standing guard everywhere with real guns and live ammunition.
The entire headquarters feels like a monster armed to the teeth.
The roof of the Elite Hall is a hundred meters wide, allowing private jets to easily take off and land.
"We, the elite palace, have the right to form our own armed forces to fight against the doomsday." Wang He pointed to the guards patrolling on the ground.
The plane landed slowly, and under the guidance of Wang He, Ling Feng and Zhang Fan walked out of the cabin.
As soon as the two got off the plane, an old man in his sixties stood directly in front of them.
The apocalyptic world has come, and one can imagine his strength if he can survive to the age of sixty.
The old man's eyes were piercing, and his beard and hair were all white.
Standing there, he exuded the powerful aura of someone who had been in power for a long time.
Don’t be angry and be proud!
It seemed like a world of its own, and he was the master of it.
"So strong!"
Ling Feng was secretly surprised.
Facing Wang He, Ling Feng could not defeat him, but he still had the will to fight.
But in front of the old man, it seemed that the other party could kill him instantly with just one look, and he had no idea of fighting at all.
"President Zhuge, we are back."
Wang He straightened his collar a little and strode forward to the president.
Then he nodded and whispered in the other person's ear.
Zhuge Zhan's gaze shifted to Ling Feng.
Suddenly.
Ling Feng's limbs seemed to be restrained, and he seemed to be sinking into the sea a hundred meters deep, and his body was falling continuously.
Just one look made Ling Feng realize what terror was.
Originally, he was a little swollen, and high-level warriors could easily kill him. Even when faced with high-level generals like Wang He, he could escape even if he couldn't defeat him.
But now...there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.
Fortunately, that pressure went away just as quickly as it came.
Looking at Zhuge Zhan again, he looked like a kind old man, making people feel like he was taking a breath of spring breeze.
"Yes, I detected the source of power in him, and I didn't detect the power fluctuations of the racial bloodline. Yes, yes, yes!"
Zhuge Zhan nodded with satisfaction.
Ling Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
There are two bloodline powers in the body, as long as the demon lord bloodline is not found.
"Manager Wang, you did a good job this time. If you find a genius like Ling Feng, I will ask the senior officials of the main palace to reward you well."
Wang He was overjoyed and was about to speak when an extremely arrogant voice came.
"President, you said Ling Feng is a genius, is he a genius?"
Li Guodong walked over proudly, as if he didn't recognize his relatives.
When Wang He saw that the person coming was Li Guodong, he immediately became angry: "Li Guodong, what happened on the plane just now? You deliberately passed by my plane, were you provoking me?"
Li Guodong shrugged nonchalantly: "The broken plane just now belonged to you. It was flying slowly and was blocking the road. It's normal for me to overtake you."
"Besides, I'm not your father. Why are you provoking your mother? Why, do you want to recognize me as your godfather?"
"You!!" Wang He was speechless and speechless.
The two had just met, and the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong.
President Zhuge Zhan just glanced at Li Guodong and said slowly: "I tested Ling Feng just now. There is indeed no racial blood power fluctuation in his body, and the source power can be sensed in him."
Li Guodong grinned, "You have all checked, and I will check too."
Before he finished speaking, his body exerted strength and rushed towards Ling Feng.
boom! !
Before the person arrives, the fist energy arrives.
Ling Feng's pupils dilated, but he didn't expect that Li Guodong would dare to take action.
Without any time to think, he burst out with all his strength and concentrated it on his arms. Without any hesitation, he punched forward with fists.
"court death!"
Li Guodong's lips curled into a sneer.
Ling Feng actually dared to take the initiative to step forward, he really didn't take himself seriously.
Bang!
Ling Feng felt a gentle breath wrap around his fist.
Looking up, President Zhuge stood in front of him, grabbing his and Li Guodong's fists with one hand.
The attack between the two was easily resolved.
"Mr. Li, isn't it too shameful to attack a junior when we meet?" Zhuge Zhan said with a hint of anger.
Li Guodong retracted his fist and smiled: "I just tried him to see if he really has no racial blood in his body, and he can also sense the source of power."
Wang He rushed to Li Guodong and clenched his fists: "You are a god of war, can Ling Feng block your punch?!"
"If you injure or kill him, our Elite Hall will lose a genius, a future peerless powerhouse. Can you afford this price?!"
If he couldn't beat him, he would have liked Bang Bang to punch the opponent twice.
Li Guodong said calmly: "He can resist it. Didn't you see that he wanted to fight me with fists just now?"
He looked at Ling Feng and raised his eyebrows: "Your name is Ling Feng, right? I like your personality very much. Don't follow Wang He. Come follow me, otherwise you will be criticized every day."
Wang He suppressed his anger: "Li Guodong, don't go too far. I discovered Ling Feng and you can't take it away."
Li Guodong sneered disdainfully: "Do I need to rob him? Do you think you are the only one who discovered the genius and I can't?"
He waved his hand in the distance, and a thin young man came over.
"Let me introduce, Robin, a descendant of the Nanyang Chinese people, received an S-level reward at the end of the last round - the blood of the ancient dragon. He is no worse than your Ling Feng."
Li Guodong's eyebrows were raised proudly. Robin was a genius that he had spent a huge price to snatch back in Nanyang, and it was also the confidence for him to aspire to be the president in the future.
"Wang He, do you think you have a chance to be equal to me if you find Ling Feng? Just dream!"
"What??" Wang He was incredulous.
He never expected that Li Guodong could find a genius with God of War bloodline.
Li Guodong looked proud and looked at Chairman Zhuge Zhan, hoping to see a look of shock on his face.
It's a pity that Zhuge Zhan ignored Robin and didn't seem to care about the owner of the God of War bloodline. Instead, he looked at Ling Feng with surprise and shock, as if he had discovered a huge treasure.
Li Guodong was extremely unhappy when he saw Zhuge Zhan ignoring him and looking at Ling Feng. He deliberately said loudly: "President Zhuge, didn't you hear? Robin has the bloodline of God of War, which is no worse than Ling Feng!"
Zhuge Zhan ignored him at all and asked Ling Feng eagerly: "Did you really just turn 18 this year?!!!"
