Although Liang Zhijin withdrew from the God of War Palace for some reason, the God of War Palace he stayed in before was not the God of War Palace in Yueyang City, so the internal environment of the God of War Palace in Yueyang City was no different from others.

After showing the martial arts certificate to the guards at the door, Liang Zhijin was allowed to enter the God of War Palace, and then was led along a stone road to an empty hall by the staff specially prepared for the primary election of the God of War Battalion.

The hall was already bustling with hundreds of people, and it looked very messy.

"There are so many genius martial artists in Yueyang City alone. Liang Zhijin looked at the talented martial artists in the hall divided into circles, and secretly exclaimed.

Liang Zhijin silently felt it in his heart, the hundreds of people in the hall were all genius martial artists under the age of eighteen with an average strength of high-level soldiers, most of them were seventeen or just stuck at the age of eighteen, because they were one year older, they might have one more year of cultivation time, and their combat effectiveness would be stronger.

The current Liang Zhijin can definitely single out the two selves from a year ago, although others do not have such an exaggerated progress, but the progress will still be great.

However, Liang Zhijin frowned slightly, because the strength of this group of so-called genius martial artists was much weaker than imagined.

A martial artist who can reach the high-level soldier level before the age of eighteen is indeed a genius in the satellite city of Yueyang, but this is the God of War Battalion known as the Dragon Gate, and the average strength has not reached the intermediate general level, and he is not even qualified to enter the next stage of secondary selection.

Liang Zhijin randomly chose a corner location and watched coldly, because he felt that there seemed to be something strange about the God of War Camp this time, and on the premise of not knowing the intelligence, Liang Zhijin chose to lurk, after all, there were people in him, and he would know when the time came.

Speaking of the people inside, Liang Zhijin frowned slightly, because Shi Fei's communicator hadn't passed since he came back from any of them, and he didn't know what Shi Fei was doing.

Just as Liang Zhijin was sitting in the corner and thinking nonsense, a cheap voice shouted to him:

"Hey buddy, borrow a fire. ”

Liang Zhijin turned his head to look, and at some point there was a guy next to him who looked like a thief, wearing a set of somewhat shabby combat uniforms, holding a cigarette of unknown brand, and asking him to light a cigarette.

Liang Zhijin frowned slightly, except for learning a little drinking from Shi Yan on weekdays, he had no other bad habits, plus Liang Zhijin was slightly wary of the people who suddenly appeared next to him.

"I'm sorry, I don't smoke, so there's no fire. ”

"Hey, the monster who plays with fire doesn't have fire, who is it? The uninvited guest pouted, seemingly a little unhappy.

The muscles in Liang Zhijin's whole body tensed instantly, but he didn't move.

Every martial artist with extraordinary power is as secret as possible about the extraordinary power abilities and attributes he has, because this involves many aspects, to avoid being targeted into battles that he is not good at, etc.

On weekdays, Liang Zhijin also hides his fire control ability as much as possible, but now he is broken by this uninvited guest, based on this alone, Liang Zhijin has enough reasons to do it, because his voice is not counted, and the people around him have heard it, and they are looking at Liang Zhijin at the moment.

"You, it's annoying. ”

Liang Zhijin got up and walked to other positions, the faint blue flame slightly ignited in his palm was extinguished as soon as a little flame emerged, he didn't plan to have more rights and wrongs in this kind of place, as for the uninvited guest, he sensed the strength of his breath, at least he was a general-level martial artist, and there was an opportunity to fight in the primary.

"Hehe, only waste will say that they hate others, because they don't have enough strength and not enough guts to shut up the nasty thing, so they can only say nasty like a bitch, hahahaha. The uninvited guest stepped on his dirty feet on the position where Liang Zhijin had sat before, spat on it, and smiled disdainfully.

The dark blue flames were like ghost fires from hell, gradually spreading from Liang Zhijin's palm to his entire arm.

The temperature of the flame was so high that the surrounding air gradually distorted, and the melon-eating crowd next to them all retreated more than ten meters with a sigh, and anyone knew that being touched by this kind of ghost thing would definitely not produce any chemical reactions that were beneficial to physical and mental health.

"Oh, the blue flame, it's a little different from the few waste flame manipulators I've met before. The uninvited guest slowly retracted his disdainful smile, but the rampant color on his face was still overflowing, "But the waste is still a waste." ”

"Listen, my name is Zhou Botong. I don't have extraordinary power, but I have created a special ability, which is a special ability to smash the heads of you self-proclaimed monsters, don't do it now, otherwise you will lose the qualification, I am still waiting to ravage you monster warriors in the arena hahaha. ”

Just when Liang Zhijin was thinking about whether to use an Armstrong high-temperature cannon to shut up that guy with a thief's eyebrows and a rat's eye, a majestic voice suddenly came from the door.

"Stop, it is forbidden to use force in non-arenas, violators will be disqualified!"

When everyone looked outside the door, a burly middle-aged man was looking at Liang Zhijin with a dark blue flame wrapped around his left arm with an angry face, and behind him, there was a tall and thin man with a mask, who had been missing for many days.

Shi Yan walked over and put his hand on Liang Zhijin's shoulder, shook his head at him, and said softly, "Follow me." ”

Hearing this, Liang Zhijin had no choice but to give up his plan to do it, and the dark blue flame dissipated in an instant, lurking like a poisonous snake. Then he picked up the incubator on the table and followed Shi Wei outside.

"Wow, it turns out that the flame of the waste is preserved by the incubator, mom laughed at me hahahahaha. ”

The situation that had already calmed down the dispute once again made waves, and before Liang Zhijin could react, there was a sudden sonic boom next to him, and the people who ate melons around him reacted, and Zhou Botong's laughter stopped abruptly, and with a loud bang, Zhou Botong's body was kicked up like a football, and the tables and chairs fixed on the ground were smashed off by the huge force brought by his body, and only then did he stop the huge kinetic energy on Zhou Botong's body.

Everyone stared blankly at the center of the room, the tall and thin man with a mask and a slight lift in his right foot.

So fast!

This is Liang Zhijin's first reaction, just now the speed that simply surpasses the limit of the human body, breaking through the sound barrier with the body of the body, how terrible this is, even a high-level king-level martial artist may not be able to do it!

This friend of mine is simply terrifying, and it seems, like, probably, probably, as if Shi Yu is less than two years older than himself?

"Ahem, a king-level martial artist? Zhou Botong, who was spitting blood, struggled to get up from the tables and chairs that had turned into ruins, and still said stiffly when he was hit hard: "Is this the so-called absolutely fair God of War Battalion, hehe, sure enough, those waste monsters are still more favored by the God of War Palace, and the instructors of the God of War Palace can shoot at will." ”

There were discussions around, although it was said that the precious Zhou Botong's mouth was a little stinky, but it also said the voices of everyone present, who can be here is not a young man who claims to be a genius, young and frivolous, seeing someone who has the power of transcendence, which is a super ability obtained purely by luck, it is impossible not to be jealous.

Therefore, when Zhou Botong stinked Liang Zhijin, no one came out to refute it, and he was at ease to be a melon-eating crowd.

However, the nature of the instructors of the God of War Palace is different, and the players with all the parameters present are all under the age of eighteen, which means that no matter how much trouble everyone can make, it is only a matter between peers, and the super strength shown by this instructor must be an uncle in his thirties and forties, right? This kind of bullying is despised by everyone.

Looking at the surrounding discussions getting louder and louder, the middle-aged man who shouted at the door before couldn't stand up, and said with a dark face: "Shi Yan, don't forget your responsibility as a teacher of the God of War Palace!"

"Hmm. ”

Shi Biao replied calmly, and just when the middle-aged man thought that the matter was finally over, Shi Biao took off the Instructor Medal of the God of War Palace on his chest and threw it to the middle-aged man behind him.

"I'm not interested in this kind of boring competition, but it seems that the waste geeks you keep talking about include me. ”

"Deacon Wang, I am seventeen years old this year, and it seems that I have met the registration requirements of the God of War Battalion. So I decided to join the God of War camp and teach the waste who insulted my brother a good lesson. ”

Shi Fei, who took off his mask, revealed a young but murderous face.