"Hey, who are you kid, what are your intentions in looking around in our Qinglong Martial Arts Pavilion early in the morning?"

While Chu Feng was thinking about it, an unkind voice sounded, and when he heard the reputation, it turned out to be a fat man wearing a combat uniform in the Qinglong Martial Arts Pavilion.

Bite!

【Level 3 Warrior】

Constitution: 35

Dexterity: 25

Spirit: 28

Strength: 29

Ability: B-8 (Enhanced)

"Hehe, just passing by."

Chu Feng said casually, this fat man looks like he is about 20 years old, and it is not bad to have such attribute points, and he can be classified as an A-level genius in East China Base City.

"Passing by, is that really the case?" The fat man's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the two clumps of fat on his face almost blocked his vision.

"Of course, but I'm going to go into the martial arts hall now to do something." Chu Feng responded lightly.

During the battle last night, Chu Feng's Qinglong combat uniform had been damaged, and now he was wearing just an ordinary dress, so it was easy to be taken for a passerby.

"Are you a martial artist who wants to join the Blue Dragon Martial Arts?"

The fat man Pang Bo was puzzled for a while, and saw the eight-edged long hammer on Chu Feng's shoulder, revealing a bit of a different color.

Chu Feng was noncommittal, nodded, and immediately turned around and was about to enter the Qinglong Martial Arts Hall.

The fat man's eyes lit up, his eyes flashed, and then he followed Chu Feng's side, showing an extremely enthusiastic side, changing his face faster than turning a book, and turning into a chatterbox.

"This little brother, you are coming to the Qinglong Martial Arts Pavilion for the first time, then you are the right one, joining the Qinglong Martial Arts Pavilion is definitely a clear choice, are you a second-level alien?"

While speaking, Pang Bo's gaze stayed on the eight-edged long hammer, and judged Chu Feng's strength through some changes in details. This "stainless steel sledgehammer" is probably about 500 catties, this son has no pressure on his body, and his steps are gentle, his face is calm, nine times out of ten he is a second-level martial artist, if he recommends it to the martial arts hall, he will definitely get some rewards.

Thinking of this, the fat man's smile became more sincere.

In fact, in the East China Qinglong Martial Arts Pavilion, there are not a few careful people like the fat man Pang Bo, for them, recommending newcomers for assessment is just a convenient task, and there is a chance to get a little bit of contribution points, and now that he finds Chu Feng's goal, of course he will not miss the opportunity to earn contribution points.

Chu Feng was speechless, he didn't bother to pay attention to this fat man, now his goal of coming to the Qinglong Martial Arts Hall was very clear, first, re-authenticate his identity and get a new smart bracelet. Second, get a place to stay in the East China Qinglong Martial Arts Hall. As for the rest, it's not so important.

Seeing that Chu Feng didn't answer, Pang Bo was not in a hurry at all, and continued to ask about the origin of the former, and showed his kindness.

"Fatty, where is the place where the Qinglong Martial Arts Pavilion certifies your identity?" Chu Feng glanced over and asked casually.

There are martial arts arenas everywhere, and there are routes that extend in all directions, and the first-time warriors are really full of discerning directions.

Pang Bo, who was called a fat man by Chu Feng, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously responded: "It takes about 10 minutes to walk from here, you come with me." ”

Chu Feng nodded and followed behind Pang Bo. Along the way, the fat man was still knocking on the side, wanting to know more information, but Chu Feng snorted and didn't talk to him deeply.

It is worth mentioning that when he was on the road, Chu Feng also found many strangers who had reached the fourth level of martial arts, and they were carrying combat bags and weapons on their backs, as if they were going to fight somewhere.

Pang Bo noticed Chu Feng's gaze and explained casually: "Little brother, these senior brothers are all going to the wilderness area to kill demon beasts, some of them are to earn contribution points, and some of them are also for training. ”

"Oh, don't you know how far away the wilderness area is from here, and what is the level of demon beasts inside?" Hearing about the wilderness area, Chu Feng suddenly came to his senses and was very interested in this topic.

Pang Bo also knew everything, told a lot of valuable things, and repeatedly emphasized that he also had the experience of entering the wilderness area, and when he talked about it, he also pretended to be very proud, obviously wanting to show off in front of Chu Feng.

"Little brother, the wilderness area is still too far away for you, you better cultivate hard, strive to become a third-level martial artist as soon as possible, and complete the certification, only in this way, when you enter the wilderness area, you will have the power to protect yourself."

Pang Bo said earnestly, he had already regarded Chu Feng as a second-level martial artist.

At this time, the two of them also walked to the certification area of the Qinglong Martial Arts Hall, and Chu Feng walked in according to the road signs, carrying the eight-edged long hammer.

"Alas, wait for me, I recommend you to go to the assessment, that's a contribution point......" Pang Bo was very thick-skinned, and he made no secret of recommending martial artists to join the martial arts hall and get contribution points.

"Fatty, thank you for leading the way, but I'm not here to assess."

"Boy, you're kidding me?" Pombo was dumbfounded.

"I'm here to verify the identity of the Hui Warrior, and we'll talk later." Chu Feng chuckled, and didn't have a chance to react to Pang Bo, and walked directly to a reception room with the words "Martial Artist Level 3" written on it, leaving Pang Bo with a confused expression.

"Hey, boy, that's not the place for you to get in......"

Before Pang Bo's words were finished, Chu Feng disappeared from his field of vision, he secretly snorted badly, and hurriedly followed.

Qinglong Martial Arts Hall, Martial Arts Comprehensive Service Hall, Level 3 Martial Arts Identity Authentication Office.

The people who were in charge of the related work here were all fourth-level martial artists, and when Chu Feng entered here, he immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Huh? Boy, you're a newcomer......"

"No rules, this is not where you should be......"

"Who is your coach, didn't you tell you that the Blue Dragon Martial Arts Pavilion is strictly hierarchical......"

Several relevant persons in charge stared at Chu Feng with a scrutinizing gaze, with dissatisfaction in their eyes.

"Hello adults, I'm a member of the Qinglong Martial Arts Gym, and the smart bracelet is broken, so I'm going to re-authenticate and get back my original account." Chu Feng said straight to the point.

"Then you should go to the newcomer assessment area outside to reapply, and then you can change to a new account, and the application cycle is three to four days." A female martial artist had a good mentality and did not make fun of Chu Feng.

However, the other two male martial artists were not so easy to speak, and they said in an impatient tone: "Boy, do you understand the rules, please understand the level rights of the Qinglong Martial Arts Pavilion first, this certification room can only be entered by those who have reached the third level of martial arts." ”

"That's it, if it's a first-level and second-level martial artist, don't waste our time, you don't have enough level!"

These people are used to being leisurely on weekdays, and it is good not to be disturbed by such a stunned young man at this time.

Tuk tuk!

At this time, the door opened and remembered a rush of footsteps, the person who came was the fat man Pang Bo, he first handed an apologetic look to several people in charge, and then whispered to Chu Feng: "Silly boy, you are in the wrong place, go out quickly, I will help you get a weapon." ”

Without waiting for Chu Feng to respond, the fat man caught the eight-edged long hammer, and the next moment he stumbled, and the weapon weighing 1,500 catties almost made him fall in embarrassment.

"Damn, this is the Starfall Soldier, it weighs at least 1,500 catties, you ......"