Chapter 137 Competition Rewards: Three Earth Dragon Scales
After all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still a piece of meat, and Xingyuan’s financial resources are not yet so rich as to be able to do such a thing, so he would naturally not miss the opportunity to fleece the Temple.

"Grandpa Lin, can I have the refining materials instead of the equipment?"

Ordinary demon-level equipment is of no use to Xingyuan, and as a ranged mage, the loss of his equipment is very small, and he does not need spare or replacement equipment.

Lin Chen also knew that Xingyuan's equipment was well equipped, so he nodded and said, "Of course, it depends on what you want."

"Earth dragon scales." Xingyuan answered without hesitation.

He has decided to use the Earth Dragon Head Staff he is currently using as long-term equipment.

If nothing unexpected happens, this equipment will at least accompany him to level eight. Of course, the premise is that more earth dragon scales are needed to strengthen this equipment and increase its level to match the combat intensity of Xingyuan at each stage.

"Earth dragon scales?"

Lin Chen blinked his eyes and sighed, "You really gave me a difficult problem. This thing is not that easy to find."

Xingyuan was not surprised by Lin Chen's reaction, because she had also contacted Ye Weiyang and Feng Ling'er from the Holy Alliance Auction House to inquire about the earth dragon scales. She knew that the last time such a thing appeared at the Holy Alliance Auction House, Feng Ling'er was still a tiny child.

Moreover, these earth dragon scales are not only extremely rare, but also extremely expensive, more than half the price of treasures of the same level, which proves the saying that rare things are valuable.

However, even if the price of the Earth Dragon Scale doubled, Xingyuan would definitely get it, because he felt that if he had this thing, it would definitely be of great use in the future!

"If Grandpa Lin feels embarrassed..."

Xingyuan can also find earth dragon scales himself. Since the Magic Temple cannot meet his request, he can accept the next best thing and give him some other refining materials to make the main part of the staff.

But before Xingyuan could finish his words, Lin Chen waved his hand and said, "The Temple can give you three Earth Dragon Scales, but we can't give them to you so quickly."

"It's okay to go slower." Xingyuan said quickly.

Three?

Xingyuan was a little surprised. He thought that the Magic Temple would at most give him an earth dragon scale.

After all, the value of a normal-sized earth dragon scale on the market is almost equivalent to a piece of brilliant-level equipment. Converted into ordinary spirit-level equipment, there are as many as five pieces, and there is still no market for them.

Is it because the Magic Temple has always been rich and powerful?

Or did they give me a backdoor because of my status?
The fact that Xingyuan is the first heir to the position of future master of the Magic Temple is known not only to several high-ranking officials within the Magic Temple, but even Xingyuan, the person involved, is aware of it.

Although Li Zhengzhi did not tell him, Xingyuan guessed it from the other party's actions.

As the master of the Magic Temple, Li Zhengzhi has a lot of things to do every day. Especially since he is an old fox, one can imagine how busy he is with official duties.

No one would believe that a person like this, who specifically wanted to take Xingyuan, a member of the Temple whose major was elemental and had nothing to do with him, as his personal disciple, did not have ulterior motives.

After discussing various matters concerning the distribution of rewards with Lin Chen, Xingyuan also stood up and said goodbye.

The vacation for these new members of the Demon Hunting Group has ended, and what follows is the Demon Hunting Group team competition that will last for three months.

Even if Shengyue hadn't revealed it in advance, Xingyuan, who was familiar with the plot of the world line, knew that the venue of this team competition was Exorcist Pass, where the Assassin's Temple headquarters was located. Although Xingyuan was not very interested in this team competition, Exorcist City was the hometown of him and Cai'er after all, and he hadn't been back for nearly ten years. It would definitely be a lie to say that he didn't miss it at all.

That afternoon.

Holy Alliance Trial Field, Knight Trial Field.

The members of the Demon Hunting Group who stood out in this Demon Hunting Group Selection Competition have all gathered. Because they are new Demon Hunting Groups, their teams are named after their ranks, with code names from row one to number ten.

For example, the demon hunting team formed by Xing Yuan, the first place winner in the individual competition, is the soldier level one, the demon hunting team of Huang Yi, the second place winner, is the soldier level two, and Long Haochen is the soldier level three.

It is worth mentioning that Yang Wenzhao, who was defeated by Xingyuan in the quarterfinals and even suffered serious injuries, is now the leader of the No. 8 Soldier-level Demon Hunting Team.

Because Yang Wenzhao was seriously injured by Xingyuan and lay in bed unconscious for several days, he missed the subsequent qualifying matches and was regarded as absent by the league, directly giving him eighth place in the individual competition.

Xingyuan just glanced in the direction of Yang Wenzhao and quickly looked away.

It's not because we should forgive others when we can, but because Yang Wenzhao is no longer worthy of Xingyuan's attention and is no longer necessary.

She didn't even have the courage to meet his gaze. It was obvious that she had been traumatized by the beating and had lost all her courage.

"Brother Xingyuan..."

Long Haochen obviously noticed how depressed Yang Wenzhao was now, and he knew that the reason he was like this was because he lost to Xingyuan in the quarterfinals.

Seeing his former powerful enemy fall to this state, Long Haochen felt a little uncomfortable.

But he also felt it was a bit strange. It was just a loss of a game. Why did Yang Wenzhao become so depressed?
After losing the game, shouldn't they learn from their mistakes and make a concerted effort to catch up with Xingyuan, or even surpass him?
"what happened?"

Xing Yuan saw the complicated expression on Long Haochen's face and knew that he wanted to ask him about Yang Wenzhao.

Should he tell him about the past conflict between him and Yang Wenzhao? Xingyuan fell into deep thought.

"No, it's nothing."

Perhaps he felt that asking Xingyuan such a question was inappropriate, or perhaps out of consideration for Yang Wenzhao's face, Long Haochen ultimately did not ask the question.

Xingyuan was also happy about this. After all, he was deliberately guiding Yang Wenzhao to give him the illusion that he could defeat him with just a little more strength. He forced Yang Wenzhao to use the "sacrifice" skill step by step, and the subsequent heavy damage to Yang Wenzhao and his mount were all planned by Xingyuan step by step.

Xingyuan admitted that he was indeed doing nothing wrong in taking personal revenge.

Given his current personality, he really shouldn't do such a thing.

However, all of this was Yang Wenzhao's own fault. If he hadn't shown so much malice and even involved Cai'er, Xingyuan would have just beaten him up to vent his anger and they would be even.

But what he should never, ever, do is show murderous intent towards Xingyuan.

Xingyuan naturally knew that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall.

(End of this chapter)