Date: April 13, 2010. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Location: Nibreda Island, in the heart of the Pacific Ocean.

In the middle of the island, a bloodied man struggled into a cave.

In the cave, a faintly glowing downlight studded above, technology and primitiveness fused together, and the man continued to crawl until he reached an iron gate, where he struggled to press his fingers on the combination lock.

"Drop, certification complete. ”

The ten-centimeter-thick alloy door slowly slid open, revealing a wide laboratory inside, he raised his head, revealing a miserable smile, his arm exerted force, climbed into the laboratory, and pressed a button without looking back, and the ten-centimeter-thick alloy door slowly closed.

He propped himself up on the table and tried to get himself up, but he couldn't, his right leg seemed to have been bitten off by something, and he had only done a very simple and crude bandage, and he was still bleeding until now.

His face turned pale, knowing that there was little hope of survival, and he slowly leaned against the pillar in the center of the laboratory and picked up the phone beside him.

It is an island with a radius of more than 200 kilometers, and it is also a martial arts exchange center of the International Warriors Association.

Powerful warriors crossed the Pacific Ocean and came here to fight and increase their strength.

"This is the headquarters of the International Warriors Association, please. ”

On the other side of the phone, a crisp female voice spoke.

The number came from the island of Nebreda, which she knew was known as the paradise of warriors, where you could fight to the death, you could do whatever you wanted, and this was the high seas.

The man covered in blood said in a deep voice, pain and despair filling his eyes:

"When I was a child, whenever I felt small or lonely, I would look up at the stars. ”

"Curious if there is any other life in the universe. ”

"But I'm looking in the wrong direction. ”

"They came from the middle of the island of Nibreda in the Pacific Ocean, in a valley with a dark rift. ”

"I don't know what it is, but they come from there......",

"Bang bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the man raised his pale face and looked at the alloy door in fear......

The ten-centimeter-thick alloy door was slammed, and the bulging bulges everywhere seemed to indicate the horror of the unknown creatures outside the door.

The man smiled astringently and continued to say into the phone: "This morning, there are a total of twenty-seven professional-level martial artists on the island, and sixty-three professional-level martial artists, all of whom have been killed in battle, remember, not professional-level martial artists, cough, don't come, don't ......"

"Bang!

There was a bang, followed by the sound of pieces falling to the ground, and finally a short scream.

The service department of the International Warriors Association, at an altitude of more than 200 meters above sea level, shows the landscape of the bustling city with huge transparent floor-to-ceiling glass.

The spacious and luxurious office area is full of people.

The men straightened up with solemn faces and stared at the black telephone in the main console, which had been transferred to the main console and placed as the first priority.

"Wow, snort...... Smack!"

A strange sound came, followed by a snap of the phone.

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October 9, 2015, Yunhai University.

The sky is blue, like a huge blue jadeite, the autumn sun is like a big fireball, hanging high in this huge jadeite, looking at the position of the sun, it is estimated that it is about three o'clock in the afternoon.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, the autumn breeze is refreshing, and the October breeze is sassy.

The blazing sunlight shone on the splendid giant circular martial arts hall, and the walls painted with bright blue paint reflected a heart-warming light.

Fang Cheng looked up at the main entrance of the venue in front of him, and there were several large characters engraved on it: "Yunhai University Martial Arts Hall".

From a distance, groups of three or five young men and women poured towards the martial arts hall, and occasionally a few boys had a lively and loud conversation.

Fang Cheng turned his head to look at Han Wenshi on the side and asked, "Shishi, do you want to participate in the selection of new students of the Martial Arts Society?"

The two had a similar temper as soon as they met at the beginning of school, and after a month of military training and course selection, the relationship was very good.

Han Wenshi can be regarded as a member of the "male god", he is wearing a white undershirt with a blue casual jacket, a little more than 1.8 meters tall, a straight nose and thin lips, and he has the delicate and handsome style of an ancient scholar, and his family conditions are also good.

A thick, slightly magnetic voice sounded, "No, it doesn't make sense." ”

Fang Cheng pursed his lips, as if he was a little unwilling: "Hey......"

Practicing martial arts has nothing to do with rich and poor, as long as you have talent in today's era, there will be a lot of martial arts halls, martial arts training groups and even martial arts sects to recruit, and the poor and rich martial arts in ancient times are a joke here.

The path of martial arts will never be cut off because of poor economic conditions.

After more than a century of confrontation and integration, martial arts have been thoroughly integrated into society and life.

In this day and age, martial arts are on the rise.

Since five years ago, many countries have begun to encourage the whole people to practice martial arts, and a professional-level martial artist can almost reach the level of the middle class whether he opens a martial arts gym or participates in various competitions, and he will not be troubled by money.

Since five years ago, martial arts has set off a frenzy of martial arts training around the world, and the social status of martial artists has been rising.

The road of martial arts, starting from the amateur level, to the professional level, and the professional level, are evaluated by the martial arts association, which is full of modern colors.

Martial arts shine in today's era.

However, Fang Cheng was just an ordinary ordinary person, he didn't have any martial arts talent, and he had no hope of becoming a professional-level martial artist at all.

"What, old man, do you want to join the club too? Let me tell you, martial arts training depends on talent and hard work, but talent is the prerequisite, let's not think about it, even if it is a lifetime of practice, Dingtian is an amateur-level high-level. Han Wenshi patted Fang Cheng's shoulder, as if sensing Fang Cheng's abnormal emotions.

"Don't talk about that. Fang Cheng nodded slightly, listening to his friend's comfort mixed with the comfort of a willing appointment.

"Good, good. Han Wenshi nodded, and then said, "Let's go first to see the club recruiting new recruits, the days will be long in the future, and martial arts training is not the only choice." ”

After speaking, Han Wenshi put his arm around Fang Cheng's shoulder, with some comfort.

The two walked all the way to the martial arts hall, as the most popular club in Yunda - the martial arts club, every time a new recruit is recruited, the school will arrange a day off for new students, which shows the status of the martial arts club in Yunda.

Yunda is very supportive of students' martial arts practice, as long as it does not affect their learning in class.

The two walked into the gate of the martial arts hall, and what greeted them was a ten-meter-wide passage, and there were club members on both sides of the passage to "check the tickets", and they were allowed to enter only with a student ID.

After all, there are nearly 10,000 new students in Yunda, and this time the recruits will come over to take a look regardless of whether they have martial arts talent or not.

"Bring your student ID. Han Wenshi turned his head to look at Fang Cheng, and took out his student ID card with black and gold letters from his beige pants.

Fang Cheng nodded and took out his student ID from his jacket.

The three members of the "ticket check" are all seniors who are more than 1.8 meters tall and sturdy.

A senior wearing a slightly smaller black short-sleeved shirt showing an angular upper body, he glanced at Fang Cheng and Han Wenshi's student IDs, and waved his hand: "Go in, find a place at will." ”

The two walked through the crowded passage, and the vision in front of them suddenly opened up:

A square, dark black ring, beneath which is a cushioned green earth.

Further out, there is a circle of stands, more than ten sections of stairs are lined up layer by layer, this grandstand that can accommodate 30,000 or 40,000 people has already sparsely seated some people, and the noisy stadium makes Fang Cheng's heart beat faster.

"Let's go, there's a place over there. Han Wenshi turned his head to look around, dragged Fang Cheng to the left stand, and the two of them bought the silver-spotted marble steps and sat in the third row.

"Hehe, how about the position I chose, this vision is absolutely first-class, and there are quite a few girls here. Han Wenshi sat down, very proud, and then he touched the grandstand seat, "It's still leather, this cost is high enough, I thought it would be a plastic seat." ”

Fang Cheng pursed his lips noncommittally.

As one of the main economic pillars of modern society, the ability of martial arts to absorb money is very terrifying, and professional-level martial artists are at least tens of millions of net worth.

Global martial arts events are divided into small, medium, large, and top-tier.

Especially as the top of the top - the global martial arts conference, it is even more popular, the global martial arts conference that is held every four years, the ticket money alone will cost tens of billions, not to mention the income such as broadcast rights.

Small-scale martial arts meetings are held at the municipal level, medium-sized martial arts events are provincial-level events, and only provincial-level official organizations are qualified to hold them, while it would be good to have large-scale martial arts events once a year.

Large-scale martial arts events are all national, such as the Huaguo Youth Martial Arts Association.

"Hey, look, your goddess!" Han Wenshi pulled Fang Cheng, who was absent-minded.

Their seats were diagonally opposite the ring, and there were seven or eight people standing below the front of the ring, dressed in blue and white martial arts uniforms, all of whom were members of the martial arts club of Yunhai University!

One of them, a girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, long hair and waist-length makeup, exuded dazzling brilliance with light makeup on her face, which looked bright and dazzling in the crowd.

Fang Cheng looked at it, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, that girl with delicate facial features and beautiful face was not Chen Wenting who was hiding in her heart and thinking about her for a long time.

She was recognized as the school flower and goddess of the high school Chinese subject, with excellent academic performance and polite manners.

She is a good student in the hearts of the teacher and a proud daughter in the eyes of her classmates, not only practicing martial arts to reach the beginning of the amateur level, but also playing the piano and even passing the piano grade 7 exam.

She's so beautiful......

Fang Cheng looked at it a few times in a daze, and the martial arts uniform was worn on Chen Wenting's body, which made him even more handsome.

The idiom of sinking fish and falling geese came to his mind.

"Hey, aren't you and her high school classmates, go and have a chat, it just so happens that your goddess is there and no one is talking to her. Han Wenshi was slightly excited, as if he was going by himself.

During military training, Fang Cheng often stared at that figure in a daze, and Han Wenshi had already discovered this secret.

However, she only came here in her third year of high school, and she didn't say a few words. Fang Cheng hesitated and hesitated.

"Hey, this is an opportunity, high school classmates, even if they don't know each other, but in this strange city and brand new university, suddenly there is a former classmate!" Han Wenshi was beaming, and his eyes flashed with wit.

"What a good relationship, high school and college classmates! Old Fang, believe me right, pretend to see her suddenly, go up and talk with surprise, go!"

"Even if she refuses, no one knows us here. ”

Fang Zheng was stunned, and Han Wenshi's words moved him.

He hesitated for a moment and looked at Han Wenshi: "Stone, you're right, but I don't have money, I'm not handsome, and I don't have any talent......

Hearing Fang Cheng's slightly inferior words, Han Wenshi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "You think too much, there is no point in thinking about it, what if, what if it happens?"

Of course, he understood that Fang Cheng's success rate was almost zero, but there was no need to say such a cruel fact. When Fang Cheng had self-knowledge, he naturally gave up this senseless fantasy.

A true gentleman who doesn't say anything about chess, is not straightforward when he talks straight, and he doesn't say it thoroughly, but he is still a good friend.

"Good. Fang Zheng bit his lip, his palms sweating, and his heartbeat rapid.

He took a few deep breaths, made up his mind, stood up, and looked at Han Wenshi, "Stone, I'm going." ”

"GO, Warrior!" Han Wenshi stretched out his thumb and smiled.

Fang Cheng walked down the stairs step by step, he looked at the beautiful blue and white figure, and his mind was blank.

At this moment, four lilac symbols slowly appeared under his field of vision, and strangely, he didn't recognize these four symbols but understood their meanings: Strength: 0.6, Agility: 0.5, Spirit: 0.8, Yuan Energy: 0.

This appeared after a meteor shower night a few months ago, Fang Cheng had tried many methods, but these four data seemed to be illusions, unchanged from beginning to end.