The Mayfly Continent is a world of warriors.

There are thousands of countries on this continent, and each country is martial, and the more powerful the force, the more respected.

Legend has it that when practicing martial arts reaches a high and profound realm, not only can you turn the acquired into an innate and increase your longevity, but you can even have the power to move mountains and reclaim the sea, reach the shattered void, and achieve the eternal realm.

In this world, both men and women will start to practice martial arts at a certain age, and by the time they are sixteen, their martial arts value will be rated.

The rating of martial artists is divided into nine realms of innate and acquired.

It's just that those who are in the realm of the day after tomorrow are not qualified to be soldiers because they don't enter the stream.

Those who have reached the double realm of the day after tomorrow are martial artists, and they can be soldiers and eat imperial food.

Those who have reached the triple realm of the day after tomorrow can become samurai, and can be allocated to twenty acres of land given by the state.

If you can enter the Sixfold Realm of the Day After Tomorrow, you are a martial artist, and you can be allocated two hundred acres of land, and you can open a museum and teach apprentices in most places on this continent.

If you do not reach the age of sixteen, you are not eligible to participate in the rating.

After the age of sixteen, there is an opportunity to participate in the rating once a year.

Jin Ge City, is a city in the southeast of the Mayfly Continent in the east of the Yi Kingdom, where the rating of the warriors is assessed in October every year, when the autumn harvest is over, and it is a good time to assess the agricultural slack season.

After the assessment, there will be another highlight, which is the month-long rookie tournament, which can be participated by anyone who has reached the samurai level in the first assessment, and the winner will be able to receive a reward.

The martial artists who enter the top four can also represent Jin Ge Cheng to participate in the rookie competition held by Yi Guo in December every year to compete for the ranking for Jin Ge City, which is the supreme glory of Jin Ge City's martial arts practitioners.

This is an annual event in Jingo City.

The venue of the rookie martial arts competition is in the martial arts arena in the center of Jinge City, which is a big square, and there is a ring in the center of the square that is one zhang high, eight zhang long, eight zhang wide, and five zhang wide.

At this time, there was a man and a woman competing on the field, and there were thousands of people watching from the audience.

The fight in the ring was fierce, and the audience enjoyed watching it, and cheers erupted from time to time.

The nearest to the stands were more than 300 young men and women who had reached the age of sixteen during the year and had just passed the grading examination to become samurai.

Jinge City includes the rural areas under its jurisdiction, with a total population of more than 2 million, and tens of thousands of people participate in the newcomer rating assessment every year.

These more than 300 people stood out among those tens of thousands, so they were all given preferential treatment and were able to sit in the closest place to the ring to watch the competition.

Behind them, those who visited the tournament could only stand.

This competition has been going on for more than 20 days, and it has entered the battle for the top 32 places, and only 64 people are qualified to enter this battle.

"Okay! Good fight! Good fight! Kill that turtle grandson!"

"This slap is so beautiful! Sun Ying, I love you! I am proud of you!"

In the audience, a white-faced little fat man screamed the loudest, waving his arms, and devoting himself like a madman.

Among the two people competing on stage, one of them was his dream lover, so he was the most excited.

Beside him, on the other hand, sat a somewhat dark and thin young man, with his head resting on the back of his chair, lying there, apparently asleep.

The contrast between the two people is too strong and it seems very discordant.

No matter how loud the white fat man's noise was, there was no way to wake up the sleeping boy next to him.

After a while, the contest on the stage came to an end, and the goddess of the white fat man kicked her opponent to the edge of the ring, lying there with her stomach covered, and slapped the ring three times in a row with her palm, indicating that she admitted defeat.

The voice of the referee on the stage rang out:

"In this game, Sun Ying won, entered the top 32, and won a Yuanqi Pill and a hundred gold coins!"

"In the next game, Qian Song will face off against Fang Hao, and it will start after a stick of incense!"

Off the field, the applause was thunderous, and many people were applauding Sun Ying's victory.

Beautiful girls have such an advantage.

"Sun Ying won! Sun Ying is amazing!"

The white fat man was even more excited, and shook a young man next to him who looked a little thin:

"Mouse, mouse, my family Yingying has won!"

The emaciated boy was shaken by him, but he still didn't wake up.

"Hey, mouse, what's wrong with you? Didn't you say take a nap and take a rest, why did you sleep so dead, and you didn't wake up at this time?" The white fat man got anxious and said, "Fang Hao, it's your turn in the next game, I don't have the qualifications to continue walking, you can't miss this opportunity, hear it, Fang Hao!"

When the words "Fang Hao" were said by him, the thin young man's fingers moved.

When the word "Fang Hao" was said for the second time, the thin young man finally opened his eyes.

A blank face: "This ...... Where is this? How did I get here?"

When the white fat man saw his friend wake up, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "This is the largest martial arts arena in Jinge City, you are here to participate in this year's rookie martial arts competition, and it will be your turn in the next one!"

"Jingo City...... Rookie Tournament ......"

Hearing such words, the blankness in the thin boy's eyes gradually dissipated, turning into shock, even shock.

He looked at the white fat man: "You...... Are you Cui Jing?"

"Otherwise?" said the white fat man depressedly, "who do you think I should be?"

The thin young man held his head in both hands, and his head was in chaos:

"What's going on? I'm not dead, I'm back 60,000 years ago...... What the hell is going on? Did I have a dream, and those 60,000 years were my dream life, or am I dreaming now?"

His name is Fang Hao, and he lives outside Jinge City.

He is now a new samurai who participated in this year's Jin Ge City Rookie Tournament, he has just turned sixteen, and he has also entered the top 32 competition, and it is his turn to play.

But the self in his memory, although he was also from Jinge City, and he also became a warrior when he was sixteen years old when he took the martial arts test for the first time, but he lived for 60,000 years in the following time and became a heavenly immortal powerhouse in the immortal world.

In his last memory, because he sought an artifact called "Reverse Sky Wheel", when he was about to succeed, he was plotted by the enemy and exploded with the artifact, and then he didn't remember anything......

In the confusion, he heard someone call his name, and then he woke up, only to find that he had returned to 60,000 years ago, and had changed back to the boy who was only sixteen years old and had just been rated as a samurai.

It struck him as ridiculous.

For a while, I really don't know if the 60,000 years was just a sixteen-year-old self who had a long dream under this martial arts arena.

Or, the present self is in a dream.

But he could clearly feel that he was not in a dream.

And the memories of those 60,000 years are unusually clear, looking back on the past, it seems that the memories of every day can be found, and they are as clear as yesterday, and they can even go back to the time when they were two or three years old, and it doesn't feel like a dream to him.

How can dreams be so clear and so real?

Is there really such an amazing thing in the world that can make people go back 60,000 years?

His mind was in a daze.

"Mouse, why are you still stunned? Hurry up and get ready on stage! You see that Qian Song has already come to the stage. Cui Jing, the white fat man, said eagerly beside Fang Hao.

Fang Hao's mind came out of the confusion.

Even if the memory of those 60,000 years is a dream, now that the dream has woken up, let's prepare to face it.

He turned his gaze to the ring, where there was a sixteen-year-old boy like her, but who looked much more athletic than him, and was stretching out his arm and hooking him defiantly.

The eyes of the two people made contact in mid-air, and each saw the high-spirited battle intent in each other's eyes.

"Qian Song, cultivating the Vajra Fuhu Fist, has just entered the Quadruple Realm of the Day After Tomorrow. ”

Fang Hao's mind had information about his opponent.

"If this is rebirth, then my rebirth will start with this battle with you!"

Thinking like this, Fang Hao walked towards the ring.