One hundred and eight in the morning soon after the end of the battle.

In the basic training camp, in an ancient Chinese building, the bald guy and Feng San are also sitting opposite each other and drinking tea.

"Alas......" the bald guy sighed, "Feng San, you student can't do it!" What the hell is this? I also put down other things and came to you to watch the game together...... This, the end of this half second? ”

"How?" Feng San smiled slightly, "Push forward a few decades, can you beat him at your age?" ”

“…… No kidding! The bald guy touched his bald head, "What happened to us at that time?" Everyone is crossing the river by feeling the stones, exploring their own path step by step, where is the current environment, where is the current teaching quality? ”

"......" Feng San didn't speak, but just poured another cup of hot tea for the bald guy.

The bald guy smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Feng San, your reaction is wrong." Isn't it...... You're starting to worry too? ”

"I'm not worried, anyway, you, the principal, are on top." Three winds.

The bald guy glared, "No! I may not be able to withstand it this time! Tell me, this kind of performance of yours, a junior general at the age of eighteen, and such a strong combat effectiveness, can you still let go of the people in the God of War Reserve Battalion? When the time comes, they all come to me and ask for someone, how can I top? I can't stand it! ”

"Then you can hold it for as long as you can." Feng San also took a sip of the teacup and said slowly, "I'll change the way of teaching, and strive to teach him everything I've learned as soon as possible!" ”

"What if there is no way to teach?" The bald guy asked.

"Even if he goes to the God of War Reserve Camp, it's not like I can't teach." Feng San smiled faintly.

……

……

Nights, basic training camps, intensive care units.

An old man in a white lab coat is holding a mobile phone and pointing at Saburo Kitahara, who is lying on a hospital bed with his eyes closed and on a ventilator.

After a few moments, the old man took his phone back and looked at the screen.

At this moment, there is a middle-aged man on the screen, with angry eyes.

"Don't worry about the god of war in the northern plains." The old man smiled faintly and said, "Your nephew has passed the dangerous period, and he should be able to wake up tomorrow, and you can rest assured of the medical treatment in the training camp." ”

In the mobile phone, the middle-aged man who was giving the old man a video, named "Kitahara Gang", was a medium god of war powerhouse.

If Zhang Haobai heard this name, he should have a little impression.

Because this person once appeared in Luo Feng and Li Yao's "Battle of Kirishima", the original book used a lot of pen and ink to describe this person.

According to the normal trajectory of the world, this Kitahara Tsuyoshi, in the Battle of Kirishima, assisted Li Yao against the enemy Luo Feng with two other God of War powerhouses. As a result, although Kitahara died in just a few chapters, there are still a lot of descriptions of him in the original book.

"Mr. Wang has worked hard!" In the middle of the screen, Kitahara just bowed slightly to the old man, and then asked, "Mr. Wang, can I ask, who is it that beat my nephew like this?" ”

“…… This matter is not a big deal in the basic training camp. It has always been inevitable that students will be injured. The old man surnamed Wang was silent for a moment, and then said, "Who fought it, the Northern Plains God of War will know sooner or later, but I can't tell you here." ”

"I'm sorry, I see." Kitahara Gang nodded again, "Please Mr. Wang take more pain, be sure to save my nephew's life, and don't let his cultivation talent be damaged!" ”

"No, it's our business." The old man surnamed Wang smiled faintly, "Beiyuan God of War, you have already seen the situation of your nephew, and I am busy here, so I won't say more." ”

"Yes. Goodbye, Mr. Wang. ”

Kitahara just nodded, and then hung up the video communication.

……

A few minutes later.

Raiden Martial Arts Gym Headquarters, Elite Training Camp.

A young man in his twenties, who is not tall, is standing in front of a large screen and talking to a middle-aged man on video.

The figure on the screen is the god of war "Kitahara Gang" who has just seen his nephew. ”

"Ryuta, San Lang's matter, do you know the specific situation?"

Kitahara asked.

"Yes." The young man in front of the screen nodded, "Dad, the one who seriously injured San Lang is a Huaxia kid who has just entered the basic training camp, named 'Zhang Haobai!'" 'This kid hides his strength and cheats San Lang, and his heart can be punished! ”

"You tell me about the situation carefully."

Kitahara Tsuyoshi's eyes flashed.

"Yes......"

The "Kitahara Ryuta" in front of the screen immediately told his father Kitahara Tsuyoshi carefully about the news he received.

It was yesterday afternoon that Zhang Haobai invited the entire basic training camp to fight in the primary class, and this morning, he wore one hundred and eight, shaking the entire basic training camp.

Although this Kitahara Ryuta is a member of the "Elite Training Camp", that is, the God of War Reserve Camp, he is also at the headquarters of the Raiden Martial Arts Pavilion, and Kitahara Saburo is his cousin, so he quickly received the news.

"......" After listening to Kitahara Ryuta's description, Kitahara was silent for a moment before he spoke again, "This Huaxia kid has such a heavy scheming?" ”

"Yes." Kitahara Ryuta immediately nodded, "The people of that country don't have a good thing!" ”

On the other side, Kitahara Gang was silent again for a moment, and then said solemnly to Kitahara Ryuta, "Ryuta, don't meddle in this matter." It's just an ordinary accident of a student fight! This Zhang Haobai, the scheming he showed is not something you can deal with!

He is only eighteen years old, and he has the strength of a junior general, so he will definitely be valued by the Raiden Headquarters in the future, and even directly enter the God of War Reserve Camp! You remember, even if he enters the God of War Reserve Camp, you will never be allowed to take the initiative to find trouble with him because of Saburo's matter! ”

"Dad......" Kitahara Ryuta was stunned, "He's a little kid, I can't fight him?" ”

"How?" Kitahara's face sank, "What do you want?" ”

“…… Dad, when did our Kitahara family suffer this kind of grievance? Kitahara Ryuta took a breath and continued, "I've checked, this Zhang Haobai has no background at home. It's still very easy to deal with him, San Lang's revenge, I want to help him avenge it! ”

"Yaga!" Kitahara just shouted angrily, "Kitahara Ryuta, have you forgotten what I said?" After the Great Nirvana, our 'Great Ying Empire' is gradually declining, and it is no longer the glory of the past! Now in our entire Daying nation, I am the only one who is a god of war-level powerhouse!

You and San Lang are both more talented than me back then! The task of reviving the Great Ying Empire is on you and San Lang! You two are burdened with heavy responsibilities, how can you miss a big thing because of a mere Zhang Haobai! ”

"......" Kitahara Ryuta was silent for a while, but still nodded, "Yes." What my father taught! ”

"It's good to know!" Kitahara Tsuyoshi said, "This matter, even if it's over!" Don't miss the great cause of the rejuvenation of our Daying Empire because of Zhang Haobai, a small person! ”

"Yes." Kitahara Ryutachi nodded.

"That's all." Kitahara just hung up the communication.

……

"Ryuta, are you there?"

Not long after Kitahara hung up the communication, someone suddenly shouted outside Kitahara Ryuta's residence.

“…… Sago! ”

Kitahara Ryuta, who was gritting his teeth and looking ugly, was shocked, and hurriedly left the table and quickly came to the outside of this practice hall.

From the table next to the big screen to the dozens of meters away from the practice hall, his expression has changed from gritting his teeth to a slightly bent body with a sneering face.

"Sago, why are you here?" Trotting all the way to the outside of the residence, Kitahara Ryuta bowed to a young Indian man who was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and certainly no more than twenty years old, and smiled, "Quick, come in and sit." I'm here to keep you with the best Chinese tea......"

This young Indian man, who is certainly less than twenty years old, is named Sago Nehru, although he is not yet twenty years old, but he is already a medium-sized general.

Well, that's not the point.

The point is, this young man is a spiritual teacher!

As we all know, the strength of the spiritual master is two levels higher than that of his own genetic martial artist. This means that this person, in terms of spiritual power, has reached the level of a primary god of war!

Less than twenty years old, the primary god of war level spiritual master, this Sago Nehru, has been recognized as the first young genius in India.

What's even more incredible is that this Sago Nehru's family has a high status in the positive realm.

And it is said that this person has been funded by a top-level "Beyond the God of War level" powerhouse on the current earth, and he is very optimistic about him!

Such a person is the person who needs to do his best to meet Ryuta Kitahara.

"Long Tai, I won't drink tea today." Sago Nehru, who was outside the hall, smiled faintly and said, "Fighting against you in the virtual space is very helpful for my martial arts to improve my martial arts strength." Let's go, let's go to the virtual space to fight a few more games, the old rule, I win a game, you win a game, everyone doesn't lose points, just to improve the battle! ”

"Good ......" Kitahara Ryuta pouted and nodded repeatedly, "Sago, wait a minute, I have a little Huaxia specialty brought by a friend here, I'll go back and get it, and you can take it back to taste it after the discussion!" It's hard to buy in this part of South Asia...... Hey...... Wait for me, right away! ”

"Okay, there you go."

Sago nodded and smiled, and his heart was quite useful to Kitahara Ryuta's efforts.

is young and ambitious, in his mind, how can he be more than the first day of India?

He should be the world's number one young genius!

A junior war god-level spiritual master who is less than twenty years old......

Who is comparable in this world?

"Hahaha......"

Thinking of this, Sago Nehru couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

His goal in the future is Hong, Thor......

Others, no need to pay attention to it at all!

……

If Zhang Haobai was next to him, he would definitely be "surprised!" ”

Well, he, the little villain who devoured the first twenty chapters of the starry sky, was ignorant, and he actually broke into a big villain concentration camp that devoured the starry sky and the earth.