"Wu Tian, what do you have in your backpack?" Outside the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Yi'an District, Jiang Nian asked with a smile on his face.

"A sniper rifle and five hundred rounds of ammunition!" Wu Liang said bluntly.

"Martial arts are not allowed to use hot weapons in the actual combat assessment, don't you know this?" Jiang Nian asked with a frown.

"I don't know!" Wu Liang said calmly.

"That's the same, put the backpack here, and after the assessment, when you come back, come back and get it!" Jiang Nian said.

"Okay!" Wu Liang responded, took off his backpack, and asked with a smile: "Instructor, can I bring this big knife and flying knife?" ”

"No problem!" Jiang Nian nodded, looking at the cloud patterns on the scabbard, he praised with a smile: "The scabbards are all layers of cloud patterns, your big knife must be extraordinary!" ”

"Normally, I forged it myself!" Wu Liang explained with a smile.

"You can also throw knives?" Jiang Nian asked curiously.

"Play casually, the flying knife technique is average, it's just scary!" Wu Liang pretended to be sincere.

The two asked and answered, and Luo Feng and Yang Bin stood aside without saying a word.

"Alright, I'll send you there now!" After Jiang Nian finished speaking, he took the three of them to the train station.

"That's a lot of people!" After arriving at the destination, seeing that more than 1,000 people participated in the actual combat assessment of martial artists, Yang Bin sighed and said.

"Go up, I'll go back first!" After Jiang Nian said goodbye, he drove away.

The three of them boarded the train and sat down in three places next to each other.

"Dear would-be martial artists, future martial artists, I am from the HR Alliance, I believe everyone knows that the HR Alliance is the most powerful group in the world and the richest alliance ......!" On a screen hanging inside the trunk, a middle-aged man's speech is playing.

"Crazy, does the Underground Alliance know?" Yang Bin couldn't help but say.

"Hmm!" Luo Feng nodded, as a student who loves learning, how could he not know the name of the HR Alliance.

"Cut, as long as the strength is strong, as many resources as you want, you can have as many resources, just an HR alliance, and dare to claim the strongest group in the world, isn't this not the existence of Uncle Ben?" Wu Liang said disdainfully.

"Wu Tian, keep a low profile, keep a low profile!" Luo Feng reminded in a low voice.

"Hmph, what an arrogant boy, you're looking for death!" A foreign devil snorted coldly.

"White pig, don't let me meet you during the assessment, otherwise, Uncle Ben will let you feel the taste of Ling Chi!" Wu Liang's expression was indifferent, and his tone was full of murderous intent.

Cultivation has reached the early stage of congenital development, his strength has surpassed that of the God of War, he is proficient in all kinds of magical and powerful exercises, and he has the talent for teleportation, even if he duels with Hong, the strongest man on the earth, he may not lose!

"Once I use the three thousand thunder phantom body, even if it is the strongest Hong, I will be beaten to death by my group, if it weren't for the fact that there is no big peach, my dantian capacity is limited, and I can directly use the Qiankun Devouring Skill or Chaos Refining Body Technique......!"

Of course, sucking up the flood and Thor are just thinking about it! Wu Liang, who has always advertised himself as a normal person, how could he do anything to the heroes who guard mankind? However, in a group like HR Alliance, where family interests are paramount, he doesn't have the slightest favor!

"Boy, you're going to die, I'm going to kill you!" The foreign devil shouted.

"Kind of say it again!" Wu Liang's tone was as cold as a knife, and he stared at the other party with the eyes of a dead pig and said.

"Boy, if you have a kind, you will do it!" Relying on being in the middle of the train, the foreign devil said sarcastically.

"Die!" Wu Liang's figure shot out, as fast as lightning to draw the knife, the foreign devil's head had not fallen to the ground, he had returned to his seat, as if he had never moved.

"What a speed, what a knife!" In the blink of an eye, Wu Tian beside him finished rushing out, drawing his knife, killing people, putting away his knife, and sitting back in his place, Yang Bin's eyes widened, his expression was incredulous, and his heart was horrified.

"What a sharp knife technique, such a fast speed!" Luo Feng was secretly frightened.

"Ahhh Many would-be martial artists who participated in the actual combat assessment shouted in horror.

"Jeff. Who killed Lester? A few minutes later, a middle-aged man walked into the trunk and asked in a gloomy tone.

"He asked me to kill him, and helping others is the foundation of happiness, so I fulfilled him, and everyone can prove it, right?" After Wu Liang finished speaking, his eyes slowly moved, and the people who were staring at him were terrified in their hearts, and they quickly nodded in agreement.

"Don't make any more trouble, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and left the trunk angrily.

"People, you have to be self-aware, when your strength is insufficient, you must keep a low profile, you have to endure what you should endure, your strength is not good, and you have to jump out to stir up trouble, isn't this looking for death?"

"However, as long as the strength is strong enough, you can do whatever you want, just like I killed the foreign devil who took the initiative, who can do anything?" Wu Liang said pointedly.

"Yes, I must continue to work hard, not to become a peerless powerhouse, life will eventually be controlled by others, rather than regretting it in the future, it is better to work hard from now on!" Luo Feng thought in his heart.

......

After a long time, the train stopped, and more than 1,600 would-be martial artists were led to one place, standing in several rows neatly, and after a high-level speech, a middle-aged man shouted: "Below, the quasi-martial artists who shouted their names come up to receive combat uniforms and weapons!" ”

"Li Feng!"

"Yang Chao!"

"Liu Mang!"

"Luo Feng!"

"Wu Tian!"

Wu Liang walked up quickly, and without waiting for the other party to issue combat uniforms and weapons, he said directly: "I brought my own big knife, I don't need weapons, the quality of combat clothes is too poor, I don't want it, just give me a communication watch!" ”

"This?" The young man who distributed the supplies looked hesitant.

"Just do as he says!" A middle-aged man spoke up.

"Wu Tian, why don't you want a shield and a combat uniform?" Seeing him coming, Luo Feng asked suspiciously.

"I don't need those things!" Wu Liang said with a smile.

"Luo Feng!" Wu Tong, the chief director of the Yangzhou Extreme Martial Arts Hall, walked over from a distance and shouted with a smile.

"Uncle Wu!" Luo Feng shouted with a smile.

"A few days ago, Luo Feng's family moved to Mingyue Community, so it seems that he is already a member of the Extreme Martial Arts Gym!" Wu conscience said secretly.

"Wu Tian, how about joining our Extreme Martial Arts Gym?" Wu Tong asked out loud.

"No problem, it depends on your Extreme Martial Arts Gym, what kind of treatment can you give me?" Wu Liang asked calmly.

"It's the same as Luo Feng, how?" Wu Tong proposed.

"Okay!" Wu Liang didn't think too much about it, and nodded happily, in his opinion, the Extreme Martial Arts Gym is a loose organization, you can join if you want to, and you can quit whenever you want......

"Luo Feng, my name is Wan Dong, do you have the courage to compare, who has the first score in the actual combat assessment!" A young man walked over and asked gloomily.

"Not interested!" Luo Feng shook his head and refused.

"I'll prepare the contract!" Wu Tong said with a smile.

"Well, you should be prepared in advance, after all, the difficulty of the actual combat assessment of martial artists is too easy for me!" Wu Liang said in a calm tone.

"Jeff. You killed Rest? Wan Dong asked sideways.

Wu Liang was silent, completely pretending that the other party did not exist.

"Kill my brother, you're dead!" Wan Dong said coldly.

"Kind of say it again!" Wu Liang said with a smile.

"I said, you're dead!" Wan Dong said disapprerovingly.

Wu Liang took out the knife like lightning, and whispered to himself: "The strength is not strong, and the tone is not small, what is this not looking for death?" ”

(End of chapter)