(I forgot to mention that yesterday I put the martial arts cultivation level of this book in the work related section. Brothers and sisters who are interested in the cultivation level of this book can take a look. By the way, let me tell you the update time of this book. , for the time being, there is one chapter each at 10pm and 12pm. I have tried to adjust this update time several times, but I can¡¯t adjust it. If there is any change in the future, I will notify you.) The main thing is the night celebration banquet. It was set up for Luo Bei and Tang Jing. One is the well-deserved first place in the individual competition, and the other is either third or fourth. In any case, these rankings have never been achieved by Futian before. Even at his peak, Futiandu's individual competition rankings had never entered the top four, let alone ranked first. This time, it can be said that I am really proud. Regarding the team competition, Zhuang Lin is not worried at all. This time his team has many strong players. In addition to Luo Bei and Tang Jing who are ranked in the top four, Chu Haoqing is also strong enough to rank in the top ten in the individual competition. In a five-man match, with three of them here, no opponent is worth fearing. As for the three-person competition, if two teams are divided, the results should not be too bad. At least according to the current situation, there is no problem in entering the top five in overall results. It just depends on whether it can break into the top three. There were not many people at the celebration banquet. Apart from the six people from Luo Bei, there was only one person, Zhuang Lin. All seven of them drank a lot of wine, and Niu Dali and others were even drunk. Even Zhuang Lin was a little drowsy after drinking. Only Luo Bei forced the alcohol out of his body and prepared to go back to his room to practice. Tang Jing, who had been lying on the table for a long time, suddenly sat up and looked at Luo Bei with clear eyes, "You are not willing to drink yourself down on such a good day?" "It's enough for everyone to have fun together. There is no need to drink. "It's so embarrassing. Besides, I don't like the feeling of a headache after a hangover." Luo Bei shook his head and said with a smile, "What about you? You pretended to be too drunk at the beginning. Why is that?" , is a family of assassins that has been passed down for thousands of years. In addition to how to kill people, the most important thing I have been taught since I was a child is how to avoid being killed," Tang Jing explained, "And being unclear can lead to being killed. The possibility is increased by a hundred times. This is also the biggest taboo of being an assassin. It is also one of the nine important things of an assassin. You don¡¯t want to get drunk, but I can¡¯t get drunk.¡± They carried them back to their respective rooms, and then returned to their own houses. After Luo Bei turned on the isolation formation in the room, he took out the dragon essence. "Put it close to your eyebrows, I will pull it into your soul sea, and then unlock the seal. At the moment when the seal is released, your soul sea may be affected in some way. At this time, you must insist not to let yourself faint. The longer you can remain conscious after death, the more benefits it will bring to you," Murong Yunhai suddenly explained. "Yeah," Luo Bei responded, and then placed the half-fist-sized dragon essence between his eyebrows. I just felt a strange energy coming from the center of my eyebrows, and the dragon essence began to slowly sink into my eyebrows. After about a minute of drinking tea, all the dragon spirits finally submerged and disappeared completely. Luo Bei couldn't help but touch his forehead. Nothing strange grew out, which made him feel a little relieved. And within his soul sea, a middle-aged man in purple robe stood with his hands behind his back, and the dragon essence slowly floated in front of him. He held the essence with one hand, stretched out a finger with the other hand, put it in his mouth, bit it, and then began to draw strange lines on the essence. Soon, the originally crystal clear essence was covered with golden lines. After he completed the last stroke. A slight clicking sound spread throughout every corner of Luo Bei's soul sea. With the clicking sound, a fine line emerged from the surface of the spirit. Then, the fine lines slowly expanded, from one to dozens, from less than the thickness of a hair to as thick as a little finger. The shell finally cracked open, revealing a golden ball of light inside. But this was not the end, the golden ball of light began to slowly squirm in Murong Yunhai's hands. After a while, the golden light gradually faded, and a small dragon half the size of a palm was entrenched in Murong Yunhai's palm. The small dragon's body was purple, and there were several golden patterns on its back extending from the head to the tail. . After a long while, it finally opened its eyes, and then let out the first roar that came to this world. "Roar!" Although it was small in stature, its roar was no joke. Within Luo Bei's soul sea, all the soul sea energy boiled instantly, as if someone had placed a big pot underneath and added fire to boil water. Luo Bei also instantly felt a sharp pain in his brain, the severe pain even made his consciousness a little blurry. "This is the influence of the soul sea that the teacher just said. I have to carry it through!" Luo Bei clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth. The veins on his forehead and neck were exposed. In just one breath, his nose began to bleed; in the second breath, blood began to flow from the corners of his eyes; in the third breath, blood seeped out of his ear holes and dripped to the ground; in the fourth breath, blood began to flow from the corners of his throat. There was a smell of blood, and he spat out a mouthful of blood Time passed by, and in Luo Bei's soul sea, the little dragon-shaped beast had escaped from Murong Yunhai's palm. Luo Bei flew around in the soul sea. A roar came from his mouth from time to time. If Luo Bei were here, his ears would have been deafened. His soul sea is constantly boiling, and the entire soul sea space is also trembling violently. Suddenly, the entire soul sea space clicked, and a crack appeared. Murong Yunhai just looked in the direction of the crack without making any movement. Luo Bei, on the other hand, felt a sharp pain like a thunderbolt in his head, which almost made him faint. With the cry of the little dragon-shaped beast, the soul sea space finally collapsed under the overwhelming weight, and the originally boiling soul sea energy continued to surge towards the surroundings. Luo Bei suddenly felt as if something exploded in his head. After that, he saw himself standing there with a ferocious look on his face, motionless. He could even see the tiny pores on his face, every little bloodshot in his eyes "Am I dead?" Luo Bei felt that he was so light now, as if he had completely lost the weight of his physical body. This feeling only lasted for a moment, and he appeared in a strange place. It was a void of space, with a white ocean beneath your feet, and the ocean was boiling. A middle-aged man in purple robes was quickly moving the seals with his hands, not knowing what he was doing. Not far away from him, a small golden dragon-shaped beast no bigger than a palm was flying around happily, making bursts of deafening roars like thunder. This scene only lasted for a moment, and Luo Bei's consciousness returned to his body again, and the severe pain in his head finally disappeared. He couldn't understand what happened just now