Martial World

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Having arrived here, naturally no one will quit, and the man surnamed Zhou nodded with satisfaction, "In that case, let's enter the Ten Thousand Killing Formation, judge your strength level according to the points, and then organize into the corresponding strength team, I advise you to be the most powerful. It is better to use all of your strength and join a high combat team, it will be easier to obtain military merit, and it will be easier to survive!"

"Come here now, come one by one, you, come first!" The man surnamed Zhou ordered a random person, and while he was talking, a man beside him started the Wan Killing Array, which was in the square behind them. On the top, most of the people present have seen the Ten Thousand Killing Formation.

This is the phantom killing array commonly used in Nantianyu to test the strength of warriors.

"The accumulation of more than 100,000 points is a first-level soldier, 50,000 is divided into a second-level soldier, and 20,000 is divided into a third-level soldier. As for the less than 20,000 points, I advise you to go home. Going to the battlefield is also a death sentence."

A person below 20,000 points is only equivalent to the weakest acquired martial artist. This kind of person will be completely abused when facing the disciples of the third-rank sect, and they are not even qualified to be cannon fodder on the battlefield.

After the first disciple entered the Ten Thousand Kills Formation, the warrior next to the timer began to light incense, a stick of incense burned out, and the warrior turned pale and withdrew from the Ten Thousand Kills Formation.

"Thirty-six thousand points, a third-level soldier!" The man surnamed Zhou announced expressionlessly.

Hearing this score, the man who was tested was taken aback for a moment, and it seemed a little unacceptable. Many free warriors are always very confident because they have not come into contact with many masters of the same rank. Otherwise, they would not come to the South China Sea battlefield with a high mortality rate. .

However, when the side test results came out, there were only third-level soldiers, and it was inevitable that they would be hit hard.

"Next!" Zhou Hao man glanced at the man lightly and continued.

The second disciple entered, but only came out after most of the incense stick.

"Twenty-eight thousand points, a third-level soldier!"

"Thirty-three thousand points, a third-level soldier!"

"Forty thousand points, a third-level soldier!"

"19,000 points fail!"

I tested ten disciples in a row, and none of them scored more than 50,000 points. All were third-level soldiers, and one was unqualified.

The unqualified disciple was hit hard and withdrew in dismay.

The man surnamed Zhou still had a calm expression. He had expected such a situation for a long time. He pointed to the woman in the team that he was optimistic about earlier, and said, "Come up and try it!"

The woman was wearing a Tsing Yi, with a slender figure and an ordinary looking woman. After entering the Ten Thousand Killing Formation, the man behind the man surnamed Zhou lit incense. This time, the incense burnt extraordinarily long. Also burnt out.

It wasn't until half of the third stick of incense was lost that the woman snorted softly and withdrew from the Ten Thousand Killing Formation.

"96,000 second-level soldiers!"

As soon as this statement came out, the disciples present were amazed, and they did not expect that this ordinary looking woman in Tsing Yi was so strong.

Ninety-six thousand points, more than double the score of the strongest person other than her!

The woman's expression did not fluctuate in any way, as if she didn't care about this achievement.

"Next, you! Come up!" The man surnamed Zhou pointed at Lin Ming.

Lin Ming calmly walked up to the Ten Thousand Kills Formation, turned his head and asked, "This senior brother, can you tell me how the points are calculated?"

"Huh? What are you asking about this? Just do your best.

"The man surnamed Zhou said impatiently.

"I just want to know, I have a lot in mind when I fight."

The man surnamed Zhou glanced at Lin Ming displeasedly, and replied coldly: "Kill the peak of the day after 10,000 points, the latter two thousand points of the day after tomorrow, and the middle 300 points of the day after tomorrow.

"understood."

As Lin Ming said that, he entered the Ten Thousand Killing Formation.

White light flashed, and seven or eight warriors appeared in front of Lin Ming, and their cultivations ranged from the middle stage of the day to the peak of the day after tomorrow.

"Dakan is the weakest rank among warriors of the same level, and it's about the same strength as when I participated in the Seven Profound Valley General Sect's martial arts meeting."

Lin Ming's tunnel hand pulled out a halberd from the surrounding virtual weapons with a calm expression. He asked the score because he was afraid that he would kill too many and attract the attention of those who wanted to.

"call!"

Three or four warriors rushed up, Lin Ming's halberd swept across, all three or four warriors were cut in half, and a cloud of blood rained!

No suspense spike!

Immediately after, a martial artist from the peak of the day after tomorrow rushed up, Lin Ming didn't bother to change his moves, he swept down with a halberd, and the warrior from the peak of the day after tomorrow was also cut off!

With Lin Ming's strength, facing these low-level warriors would be a slaughter.

Outside the Ten Thousand Killing Formation, the incense was slowly burning. The man surnamed Zhou folded his arms on his chest, his index finger and thumb pinched the mustache under his chin, with a playful smile on his face, he was waiting for Lin Ming's results.

After the first stick of incense was burned, the second stick of incense was lit. This stick of incense only burned a little, and at this moment, a flash of light flashed, and Lin Ming withdrew from the Ten Thousand Killing Formation.

"Huh? So fast?"

The man surnamed Zhou was a little stunned. He originally thought that with Lin Ming's strength, staying with two or three sticks of incense would definitely not be a problem.

However, when he turned to look at the score, the man surnamed Zhou smiled. This kid really has two strokes.

The free warriors around didn't pay much attention to Lin Ming at first, until the man surnamed Zhou read the result~

"One hundred thousand and one thousand points, a first-level soldier!"

wow

All the warriors looked at Lin Ming, first-level soldiers? Stronger than the powerful woman before?

Most of these people have entered the 10,000-kill formation, and they know how difficult it is to get 100,000 points.

"Hey! This kid is not at first glance, compared to what I had when I was young!" The man surnamed Zhou touched his chin and praised.

"With a little more time for a stick of incense, he may still have a hand."

"I have kept my hands. I only have this strength in the later stage of the day after tomorrow, and I have caught up with the top level of the fourth-rank sect's outer sect disciples."

"It does have a future, provided that he can survive the South China Sea battle."

Lin Ming's expression calmed down and he walked away. He had calculated the 100,000 points in advance, for the title of a first-class soldier.

The wartime alliance uses squads as combat units. War information, including the location of the enemy, is also distributed to squads. Joining squads is much more convenient. In this case, Lin Ming should try to join high-level squads as much as possible. You can get familiar with the battlefield faster and get more important information.

As for delaying a stick of incense in it, it was entirely Lin Ming's intention. In fact, it took him only a dozen breaths to reach 100,000 points. This was because the enemies in the Ten Thousand Killing Array were too slow to refresh. For the rest of the time, Lin Ming was deliberately dawdling, so as not to come out too early and be too shocking.

Lin Ming returned to the team, and the surrounding warriors looked at Lin Ming with awe. The woman looked at Lin Ming a few times before, and then fell silent.

After Lin Ming, the remaining few warriors also finished their strength, and the highest score was only 45,000 points, all of them were third-level soldiers.

The third-level soldier is almost the lowest level of the South China Sea Demon Territory battlefield.

"You two, come with me!" The man surnamed Zhou pointed to Lin Ming and the previous woman.

The other eighteen free warriors watched Lin Ming and the two leave, with some emotion and some jealousy in their eyes. The gap was too far.

"Now take you to join the combat team, join a powerful team, when you encounter danger, your safety can be guaranteed to the greatest extent, but sometimes, a powerful team will face even more powerful enemies. How about it, Choose for yourself!"

The man surnamed Zhou pushed open a door, and behind the door was a noisy tavern.

The color of the entire tavern was dark and gray, with colorful True Essence stone lanterns hanging on the ceiling. On the stage in the center of the tavern, a woman with a pitiful piece of cloth on her body was dancing a hot dance that Lin Ming had never seen before. Compared with the traditional martial arts of the Southern Sky Region, this dance is almost wanton showing off the sexy parts of a woman's body, causing the warriors below to scream.

"Hey, it looks good." The man surnamed Zhou pouted at Lin Ming, showing a smile that a man could understand, "The dance from the Demon Realm is really delicious! The Demon Realm also brought some good things! Ha ha!"

The man surnamed Zhou smiled recklessly, ignoring the disgusting gaze of the woman beside him.

"Everyone, stop for a moment, two newcomers, a first-level soldier with 101,000 points, and a semi-first-level soldier with 96,000 points, which team do you need, let me know."

The noisy tavern quieted down, and the girls dancing on the stage also stopped their dance steps. Those martial artists who were revelling in revelry shifted their gazes to Lin Ming and the woman following the voice of the man surnamed Zhou, looking up and down.

Contrary to what Lin Ming expected, there was no situation where many people were rushing to get it.

"It seems that a 101,000-point first-level soldier is not very valuable, or the squads present are top-level squads, and they don't look down on 101,000 points." Lin Ming thought this way, his face remained calm. .

"Boy, how about joining us?"

After a few breaths of silence, a big man shouted, holding a large pot of wine in his hand, and when the big hand shook, a lot of wine was spilled outside.

Lin Ming glanced at the past, that big man's cultivation was at the peak of the acquired world, his true essence was abnormally condensed, and he was obviously a master among the powerhouses of the same rank.

"There are only three innate masters in our squad. Among them, our captain is in the middle stage of the innate, and the other five members are all first-level soldiers who have been battle-hardened. Their cultivation bases are all acquired peaks, even half-step innate. It is now one of the top teams in the league. Join our team and you will have the best chance to accumulate military merit. To be honest, if it wasn’t for the reduction of one member a few days ago, we generally wouldn’t want a late-stage warrior.”

Many senior squads are reluctant to recruit new recruits. A recruit often lacks combat experience. When encountering a life-and-death crisis, he loses his position and becomes a burden. In a war where life and death are only a moment, the squad has a burdensome consequence. As you can imagine.

In his opinion, Lin Ming was still very immature. He was at the bottom of their squad. It was hard to say how he would perform on the battlefield in the future. (To be continued [This text is provided by Shinshen@罗水神子] If you like this work, you are welcome to [an] vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)