Divine grace preservation, in the mysterious No. 1 training camp in the eyes of various major forces.

Chen Yuan finally finished the whole day's training, his whole body seemed to collapse, lying on his stomach in the steaming bathhouse, feeling the soothing of the hot water on his skin, closing his eyes and thinking about the training in the grace of God.

The training here is absolutely intense and brutal.

In addition to the most basic fighting movements, long-distance running, and military posture, more balanced surname training has been added.

Chen Yuan couldn't forget the embarrassment of being tied to the roulette wheel and then being spun for more than 30 minutes, and he couldn't forget the pain of falling to the ground in an hour on the balance beam, and he swore that if he had been before, he would have collapsed and been scarred.

It may even be that there will be lifelong scars because of this high-intensity training.

But strangely, Chen Yuan found that as they ate those incredibly delicious bread and other meals in the canteen, their physical injuries actually healed with a tendency that could be seen with the naked eye, and their physical strength also recovered.

The bath at night made them refreshed and recovered from the fatigue of the day.

If it weren't for the time limit, Chen Yuan believed that none of the brothers here would have left here.

This bathhouse is so comfortable!

"Boom."

Wang Ping changed into a black suit, swept his eyes across the bathhouse, lightly struck the bronze bell, and said loudly: "When the meditation time is up, change your clothes immediately within 3 minutes and gather in the auditorium." ”

"Yes!"

Hearing the order of the deputy head of the regiment, Lord Wang Ping, Chen Yuan instinctively raised his left arm and gave a military salute, and then did not dare to slack off and crawled out of the bathhouse, and went to the auditorium after finishing the assembly with the brothers.

The auditorium was originally used for meetings in this school, and the space similar to the layout of a lecture hall could still seat thousands of people if it was squeezed a little.

Wang Ping stood on the podium, but suddenly bowed and took a step back.

Just when Chen Yuan and the other mercenaries were confused, they suddenly saw a clear figure emerging from the air on the podium, with a silver mask, and his gestures were full of powerful coercion, it was the head of the regiment who deterred them during the day!

Lin Han lifted the incubation technique, looked at the future group of mercenaries of the Holy City with satisfaction, nodded slightly, released the chilling cicada sorrow, and began to explain the method of meditation.

With Lin Han's explanation, they gradually became familiar with and mastered the method of guiding their spirits into a meditative state.

Ten minutes later...... In the entire auditorium, the thousands of mercenaries, including Wang Ping, all closed their eyes and entered a meditative state.

Lin Han collected the momentum music, stretched his waist, and left the auditorium.

The training camp is already on the right track, and when you can form a mercenary group, you can also draw out 200 people to use it.

Lin Han thought, walked out of the school, did not take a car, just walked, walked alone in the silent mountains and forests at night, feeling the breeze of nature, the sound of insects, and relaxing his nerves that had been tense for too long because of constant fighting, fighting.

The night passed, and the sun pierced Lin Han, who was staying at the top of a mountain peak and looking at the morning sun.

Lin Han woke up, couldn't help but open the team list, as if reading a novel, looked at the actions of his Chosen One with gratitude, and then noticed Zhang Fan who was sent to the United States by himself.

The day in China is late at night for the United States.

Zhang Fan, the black panther warrior who obeyed Lin Han's orders, was standing in the middle of a large sports field in the former steel city and now the fallen city, looking around at the non-mainstream people who were scantily dressed and dressed in various strange shapes, waving torches or chains in their hands, making harsh noises in their mouths, and loudly scolding all kinds of American curses.

This is a qualifier tournament held by Dark World in the City of Steel, and it is also the first tournament that Black Panther Warrior Zhang Fan will participate in.

As the agent of the Huaxia player, the fat pig Basque combed his golden tie, and then said to Zhang Fan: "Kid from Huaxia, don't let me down, and don't let Ishana who introduced you to me!" ”

"Don't worry, except for me, no one can be the first!" Zhang Fan said softly, he was shirtless, just wearing a black vest and camouflage pants, but this does not mean that he has no equipment blessing, it is just hidden, Zhang Fan believes that with his current strength, it is not easy to win a fighting competition held by the United States?

What's more, there are no rules in this underground competition, and the battle of life and death makes Zhang Fan feel more able to let go.

"Confident Huaxia kid." The fat pig Basque wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, twisted his fat body, and began to shout loudly, introducing Zhang Fan to the audience.

"Black Panther Warrior, Zhang Fan!"

"A warrior from the mysterious East, he firmly believes that he will tear apart all his opponents and become the Grim Reaper of this tournament!"

"Shh In the midst of a burst of ridicule, Zhang Fan jumped suddenly, and the whole person jumped up in mid-air quickly and then landed steadily on the competition field.

As a ring, this table made of stone slabs is also quite good.

"Pretty figure!" In the contestant area, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with short blond hair and sky-blue eyes stared at Zhang Fan and said softly: "Uncle An, is his opponent Mantis Jack?" ”

"Yes." An old man who was a white butler wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a white ponytail, a tuxedo butler suit, and his hands behind his back stood beside the blonde boy and said, "It's the murderer of the all-American serial murderer." ”

"His hands were modified, and then he coincidentally joined the Locke family, and obtained a genetic potion to increase his strength, and it is rumored that he can now tear a car apart with the force of his claws alone."

"Really?" The blonde young man laughed and said, "So it seems that the Huaxia boy is not going to suffer?" ”

"The young master is right, except for the young master who has always undergone the most rigorous training, in this competition arena, I'm afraid there is no one who can compare to Mantis Jack."

"Look! It's Mantis Jack, and this murderer is here! ”

In the ring, a somewhat emaciated, slender man climbed up.

His eyes seemed to be not awake, his face was pale, and there was a hint of evil smile on his horse's face, after looking at Zhang Fan, he bent down slightly, kept moving his white and flawless hands, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the first opponent would be a young Chinese boy, a yellow-skinned monkey!" ”

"Okay, let's make you the 10th yellow-skinned monkey to be torn apart!" Mantis Jack licked his tongue and waited for the bell to start the game.

"It's Jack, Mantis Jack!" When the fat pig Basque saw his opponent, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and glance at the smiling organizers in the rostrum.

"Damn, can't I win a single game?" The fat pig Basque cursed in a low voice and shouted at Zhang Fan: "Boy, that guy is a notorious murderer, who likes to tear apart his opponent's body the most, and no less than a hundred men and women died in his hands. ”

"If you are defeated, you can surrender after rolling out of the ring!"

"Murderer?" Zhang Fan actually didn't quite understand the strange tone in Jack's mouth just now, but after hearing Basque's introduction, he clenched his fists and laughed: "Then I just need to output as much as I want, and I don't have to worry about hurting a good person by mistake!" ”

"Good guys?" Basque's face is a little strange, in this dark world, can there be good people who can participate in the arena? Good people have already become bad or dead people in the first time they enter the dark world!

"Boom!"

On the rostrum, with the gesture of the organizers, the battle bell rang.

Praying Mantis Jack, stretching out his slender arms, laughed and grabbed Zhang Fan.

Syllable~!

Zhang Fan put on a posture, and as the other party approached, after clenching his right fist slightly, he bent over, and then shook his body, and the power was instilled in his right fist from his waist, like a cheetah that pounced on him, and the whole person jumped out of a step, and a level 5 fighting skill collapsed into a fist, and it was released and smashed into Mantis Jack's chest.

"Boom!"

The crash punch slammed into Mantis Jack's chest, instantly causing his entire face to remain sluggish in mid-air, and then flew out in a C-shaped shape, hitting the stone pillar near the rostrum, and then fell to the floor like a rag, no longer making a sound.

Quiet.

A deathly silence appeared in the arena.

Whether it was the rostrum or the spectators around them, their faces were replaced by a state of consternation.

A few seconds passed, and as the fat pig Basque jumped into the ring and raised Zhang Fan's right arm and waved continuously, the audience stood up and cheered feverishly.

"Mantis Jack, dead."

Witnessing the whole process, the white-haired butler's voice was a little excited, he looked at the blonde boy and said, "Young Master, do you need us to contact the Huaxia player?" ”

The blonde boy's expression was uncertain, and then he raised his head and looked at Zhang Fan and said: "He is indeed beyond my expectations, Mantis Jack is at least a high-level martial artist, but he was killed by him in one blow, he is really my fierce opponent!" ”

"But I'm sure I'm going to win this competition, and my father will understand."

"Butler, send someone to contact me and ask for the price." The blonde boy said, "You might as well tell him that the cooperation is pleasant, and you can let him join the Thunder God Temple!" ”

"Yes!" The white-haired butler bowed slightly, already believing that this was a sure thing, the Thunder God Temple was a force created by Thor, the strongest man in the United States, and it was a great temptation for every warrior to be allowed to join it!

After all, according to the division of Huaxia, Thor, that is also a transcendent mortal existence, an innate martial artist!

The Thunder God Temple, with the support of terrifying financial resources and political power that the innate people of China do not have, after all, the God of Thunder is different from the congenitals of the East, even if he is so powerful, he likes women, wealth, and power!

Because of this, the Thunder God Temple's ranking in the dark world has always been in the top three!

Lin Han didn't know that Zhang Fan had already been remembered by the people of the Thunder God Temple because of his outstanding first battle, and after confirming that Zhang Fan was in good condition, he ordered Li Junjie and the others to start arranging a flight to Dragon City for the second young man of the Zhang family who had recovered the strength of the Zhang family in the Star Sea, and he was already preparing to do something to the Zhang family's home in Dragon City!

"There will inevitably be a battle in Dragon City, before that, learn the skills first!"

Lin Han thought of this, thinking that the City of Hundred Flowers should not continue to search for it for so long, so he opened the portal and went back to the City of Hundred Flowers.

As soon as he returned to the Divine Grace Century, Lin Han got a hint that the task was completed, and in the mailbox, he saw a letter of recommendation mailed by an elf girl.

At the same time as Lin Han rode back to the airship in the sky city, he took out the level 20 skill book real phantom clone and gently opened it, ready to learn this rare agility advanced skill.

(To be continued)