Zhao Sicheng is here, just like a group of hard-working college entrance examination candidates, a student who has submitted to a prestigious school has appeared abruptly, which makes these people feel a little unhappy. www.. com

He has seen a lot of this kind of gaze in the army.

"How is it possible that these people are hostile to me and retreat?"

"Dungeon & Warrior Plane Simulation Trial, Diablo Plane Simulation Trial"

"My strength is not the top among the martial artists in the late innate stage, and a single copy can be ruled out, and the success rate is not high."

After thinking for a while, Zhao Sicheng's gaze finally fell on one of the simulated copies.

"Trial Mission Thirteen Team 3/4, waiting. ”

Zhao Sicheng's face showed joy, and he immediately clicked to submit an application to join the team.

Led by a bald burly monk, with a large number of tattoos of various lines on his body, he looks a little hideous and terrifying.

"Captain, has anyone submitted an application for the team?" next to him, a man who was two meters tall, but his face was a little childish, like a young man, he asked in a deep voice.

The other member of the team was a young woman with a somewhat pale complexion, with long shawl hair like a waterfall.

"How can this happen to be the person just now?" said the thin man who was two meters tall at the moment.

"His strength has just reached the late congenital stage"

"This guy, shouldn't he be here to hold back?"

These people's faces are not very good-looking.

They naturally hope that when they have a strong opponent, they will have more hope of completing this trial.

"But we've been waiting for two days," the long-haired woman thought with a frown.

"Let him join. ”

"Even if he paddles on the side, as long as we do well in the dungeon, we can pass the trial of the Dragon Temple. ”

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the two teammates in front of him.

"I agree. ”

The two teammates chose to agree with some reluctance.

The bald warrior monk had already spotted Zhao Sicheng next to him, and at this moment he nodded slightly towards him.

The bald warrior monk said expressionlessly.

"I have no objection to Captain Wu Ke. Zhao Sicheng replied calmly.

The burly bald monk at the head has tattoos of many different styles on all four limbs, each of which exudes an extraordinary aura.

"Judging from the name and appearance, it is clear that we East Asian people seem to have his cultivation system, but he comes from the fantasy plane, a profession called tattooed warrior monk."

"Since it's a squad character, the trial dungeon still needs to cooperate with each other. ”

Wu Ke, a burly warrior monk, said so.

"My professional ability is from a fantasy plane, a tattooed warrior monk. ”

However, he then looked at his two teammates beside him, somewhat confused.

He was two meters tall, but his face was as young as that of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

These two people made Zhao Sicheng also curious.

"You can think of me as a melee warrior monk with a small amount of spellcasting. ”

Next, it was the two-meter-tall boy who spoke:

"Giants, although his stature is two meters tall, he is rare among humans. ”

Zhao Sicheng's eyes showed surprise, which was a little different from the giant clan he knew.

"There are giants in many worlds, and in our world, the height of giants is usually between five meters and one hundred meters, which varies greatly. ”

The giant boy Ao Jia paused, and then opened his mouth to summarize:

Next, it was the pale-faced woman who spoke:

Scarlett's voice was as cold as ice, and it seemed to contain some kind of moving power.

He was also a native of Earth, and he knew very well what this woman's psyker meant.

After the introduction of these three people, they all turned their inquiring eyes to Zhao Sicheng's side.

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