Because today is not the day when the training begins, after Berry led Yalian and the others to register at the training center, he led Yalian and the others to find a decent hotel.

Standing in front of the door of the hotel, Berry said goodbye to everyone: "Mr. Arrien, Mr. Behrende, and all of you, I can only send you here, goodbye." ”

"Wait a minute. Yalian hurriedly stopped Berry, who wanted to turn away, took out a seed of the Tree of Life, injected some mana into it, and then handed it to Berry: "Your cultivation should be the law of nature, I see that you have reached the peak of the golden realm, and you are only one step away from the king, I have injected a trace of the breath of the law of nature into it, I hope it will help you." ”

Berry was going to refuse what Aaron had offered, but after hearing Aaron's words, he couldn't say anything about the refusal.

As Aaron said, he has indeed reached the peak of the Golden Realm now, but he can't comprehend the laws of nature, and the seeds of the tree of life in front of him, which can be full of the breath of the laws of nature, may help him comprehend the laws of nature and become a king, no one can refuse this temptation, including him.

"Thank you. Berry took the seed, nodded at Arlen, and spat out four words: "If you have something to look for me, you will never give up." ”

"Don't be so serious, just make a good match. Armé waved at Berry, and led a large group of men into the hotel.

These people had already been tired after walking under great pressure for so long, so after a hasty meal, they returned to their respective rooms, and did not go out to fool around and cause trouble as Aryan had expected.

But this is also a reasonable thing, to be able to cultivate to this level in such a short period of time, although talent accounts for a large factor, but one's own efforts are also essential, and if you have free time, you will definitely use it to cultivate, and it is impossible to run out and waste time, but it is a few of them, and they have a good meal in the hotel, and talk about their life experience in the recent period.

The next day.

When the sky was still dark, a crisp bell came into everyone's ears, waking people up from their sleep, and the training at the headquarters of the 73rd Federation was about to begin.

On the square of the training center next to the Federation's headquarters, 23,000 Golden Realm Warlocks and 300 King Realm Warlocks had already lined up.

Although I have long known that the world is incomparably vast, and there must be many geniuses, but speculation is only speculation after all, when I saw more than 20,000 Golden Realm warlocks under the age of fifty and more than 300 kings under the age of 100, Yalian's heart was still flooded, this is just the genius of the force of the Federation.

In the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, there are not many forces like the Federation, but there will not be only one, if all the geniuses of the entire Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds are gathered together, I am afraid that the number is really comparable to the stars in the sky.

But that's what makes it more interesting, isn't it?

Aren and Berander glanced at each other, both from each other's eyes, well, only Aren saw the raging fighting spirit and ambition above the heavens from Behrende's eyes.

As for Yalian, although there were some waves in his heart, he quickly calmed down.

Because his eyes were never on these people, because he knew that as long as he surpassed the person next to him, he would be able to surpass all the geniuses present.

On the first day of training, Yalian and the others met the big guys, really big shots.

A god and demon!

Although it is only the incarnation of the other party, not the body, it is not majestic on the outside, and there is no special momentum on the body, but when facing the other party, Yalian feels a huge sense of oppression, and he doesn't even dare to open the eye of truth.

But fortunately, the other party only said a few words and encouraged them, and ended the first half of the training ceremony.

Then the person on the podium was replaced by a person.

An orc.

And judging from the appearance of the other party that is almost not much different from humans, he is still the king of orcs - Beamon!

Of course, the difference in size is still not small, the other party is three meters tall, and Lucius is like a child who has not grown up.

"I didn't expect that the chief instructor of this training was actually him, and it was miserable. A person who recognized the identity of the orc suddenly let out a miserable scream, and explained in a low voice to the people next to him who didn't know: "Prince Stuart Beamon, a legendary realm bloodline warlock, was once the royal family of a certain world orc empire, and gave up the identity of the heir of the empire in order to pursue power, and it is rumored that he killed a legendary life as soon as he was promoted to legend, and his strength is very terrifying. ”

"However, he is most famous not for his strength, but for the fact that he served as the chief instructor of three trainings, and each time someone fell, without exception, and the most one even fell more than thirty kings, which was half of the number of kings who participated in the training at that time, and it is said that he was punished by the federation and sent to the front. ”

"Then why did he come back again? And became the chief instructor again? Did the top management of the federation collectively take the wrong medicine?" After hearing the glorious past of the chief instructor, someone asked in puzzlement.

"How do I know, if I had known that it was our chief instructor, I would have given up this training. The man said with a look of annoyance.

A few people didn't know that it was not only them, but the senior management of the federation also exploded at this time.

"I need an explanation?"

"What's going on? Don't worry, if you have something to say, who messed with you?"

"Slow fart. ”

"You guy, I didn't mess with you, how can you swear?"

"Did you know that the chief instructor of this training is Stuart?"

"Wait, who are you talking about? Prince Stuart Beamon?"

"Who else?"

"Holy shit, who? Which bastard did that?"

But just when the quarrel was raging, a sentence drifted into everyone's ears faintly.

"This is the president's decision. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, the originally noisy conference room became extremely silent as if the mute button had been pressed, and some people's words came to their mouths, but they just opened their mouths and did not make any sound.

The President of the Federation, Edward Edgeworth, the founder of Dakra, a being feared even by the current Lord of Destruction in the Abyss.

Legend has it that he has transcended the river of fate, is able to control his own destiny, and has achieved eternal immortality.

However, he has not appeared for an unknown amount of time, and some even suspect that he has left this dimensional universe and traveled to other universes.

I didn't expect to hear from the other party today, and it was about such a trivial matter.

Yes, it's insignificant, for that kind of existence, not to mention a legend and hundreds of kings who are not even a sixth-level pseudo-demon god, even if it is a seventh-level true god and demon, for it, it is just a big ant, and it is not worth paying attention to at all.

Only the existence of standing on the same level as them can attract their attention, so the president's behavior this time is very strange.

However, no one doubted the authenticity of this news, because no one dared to use the president as a pretense, deceitful, and those who dared to do so were all dead, and they didn't even have the opportunity to go to the underworld to wait for reincarnation.

Isn't this training easy?

The people present immediately began to ponder that something that could get the attention of the president at that level must not be a trivial matter, and they must be completely prepared to deal with accidents or ...... Divide the cake.