Ultimate Devouring Evolution

Zhang Fan has just arrived here, and he doesn't know anything about this world at all.

To give a simple example, he only knows that there are practitioners in this world, but he doesn't know what the specific cultivation system is like.

If you don't even know the cultivation system, if you want to become stronger, wouldn't you be crossing the river by feeling the stones?

He is even more ignorant of a lot of knowledge about history and common sense in this world.

Whether he wants to learn more knowledge or become stronger, he must go to the Martial Arts Academy.

In the entire safety zone, there are hundreds of martial arts academies, large and small.

Lingguang Martial Dao Academy, which is the closest to Zhang Fan, is also 50 kilometers away.

He had no money for a ride, so he had to walk.

At his speed, he didn't arrive until the afternoon.

What appeared in front of me was a huge building complex.

These buildings look very different from ordinary buildings, full of a sense of power.

At the gate of Martial Arts Academy, there is a square with a diameter of about 100 meters.

Enrollment is conducted in this square.

Because it only recruits students once a year, every time it recruits students, it is quite popular.

The students who signed up have already lined up five long queues of about 30 meters long.

Zhang Fan's head got bigger.

In the previous world, no matter what you do, you have to queue.

I didn't expect to come to this world now, but I still have to wait in line.

In desperation, he could only stand at the end of the line and slowly move forward with the line.

After queuing for a full three hours, there were only a dozen more people who would arrive at him.

At this moment, the one in front of him with a tuft of red hair suddenly waved to the distance: "Why are you three guys here, come on, come on in front of me."

In the distance, three guys who looked like playboys walked over in a rambling manner.

These three guys also have red hair.

One of them said with a smirk on his face: "Why do you stick in front of you, if you want to stick in, stick in behind you."

As he spoke, he led the other two people, laughing, and lined up behind the red-haired man.

As a result, there were three more people in front of Zhang Fan in an instant.

After waiting in line for three hours, the line became a little irritable.

Now suddenly there are three Gaskers, even clay figurines must be set on fire.

But Zhang Fan is new here, doesn't know much about this world, and doesn't want to cause trouble.

So I didn't pay much attention to it.

Unexpectedly, the three of them felt that the space was too small, and squeezed back again.

Zhang Fan's heart suddenly became even more angry.

He simply stood still, motionless.

The red-haired man in front squeezed, seeing that Zhang Fan couldn't be squeezed, he immediately slammed into Zhang Fan with force.

However, Zhang Fan stood there like a stone sculpture, motionless.

He himself was knocked forward and threw himself forward. If there were no people in front of him, he might have to fall to the ground.

The red-haired man felt strange, turned his head, squinted his eyes, and grinned: "Hehe, boy, you have a lot of strength."

Zhang Fan looked at him coldly.

When Zhang Fan saw that red hair, he immediately became furious.

"What are you looking at? What's wrong with me just jumping in line? If you have the guts, hit me..."

The other three red hairs turned their heads and looked at Zhang Fan playfully.

Other people around also looked to this side.

When they saw clearly that it was these four red hairs who made the trouble, they all secretly sympathized with Zhang Fan.

These four red hairs are all the sons of the rich and powerful, known as the Four Great Young Masters.

He is a notorious dandy.

They all have great backgrounds.

If this guy provoked them today, I'm afraid there will be nothing good to eat.

The red-haired man was even more proud when he saw that everyone else looked over.

Pointing at Zhang Fan's shoulder: "I, Young Master Wen, jumped in line,

No one dares to fart yet. Do you kid want to break this record? Okay, let's put one on. "

"Hahahaha, put one."

"That's right, put one, put one."

The other red-haired ones also screamed.

The fire in Zhang Fan's heart could no longer be suppressed.

He looked at Young Master Wen with a cold expression in his eyes.

At this moment, Young Master Wen shivered tremblingly.

Even though it was summer, he actually felt chills down his back and hairs in his heart.

He could feel that it was only a moment before this guy really wanted to kill him.

He was taken aback for a moment, then quickly withdrew his finger on Zhang Fan's shoulder.

Zhang Fan survived the bloodshed and fighting in the past two months.

The invisible murderous aura on his body is not something these dandies who have never seen blood can bear.

However, if Zhang Fan really wanted to kill someone, he wouldn't show any murderous intent.

Because the essential point of drawing the sword and chopping is that the ancient well is not disturbed before drawing the sword, and will not show any emotions.

The other red-haired young masters seemed to be a little strange when they saw that Mr. Wen, they were all a little strange.

"Young Master Wen, why are you so cowardly?"

"Wen Shao has never been cowardly before, what's the matter today?"

"You don't really get scared by a redneck, do you?"

Young Master Wen didn't come back to his senses until now.

When he looked at Zhang Fan again, the murderous look on Zhang Fan seemed to have disappeared.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Coughed twice, and said, "Boy, Young Master Wen is in a good mood today, so I don't care about you. But, it's best not to be bumped into by me again in the future." After speaking, he hurriedly took a step forward, not daring to Let's grab Zhang Fan's position again.

The other red hairs still felt that today's article was a bit strange, and asked what happened.

Wen Shao waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's just that I suddenly want to be a good person today."

"cut……"

"Are you crazy?"

Not only those red-haired people, but even the melon-eaters around looked at Zhang Fan in surprise.

These four red-haired young masters are not fuel-efficient lamps.

In the past, if someone provoked them, or they provoked someone, then don't even think about being safe.

Especially Wen Dashao, who is famous for "you can't finish playing until you die".

what is it today?

Is there really something special about that ordinary-looking boy?

...

Zhang Fan calmed down and continued to line up.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, he suddenly heard what an admissions teacher in front of him said to the students.

"Please go over there and pay the 500 yuan school registration fee, and then take the physical fitness and grade test."

Zhang Fan was taken aback: "Uh... need to pay the registration fee?"

He ignored it.

He has just arrived, and he doesn't even have a penny on him. Where does he have money?

When the red hairs in front heard him muttering, they all showed disdainful expressions.

"Cut, poor ghost."

"If you can't get 500 yuan out, don't come here to embarrass yourself."

Zhang Fan ignored their sarcasm and left the team alone, planning to find a way to see if he could get some money.

At this time, he saw another enrollment point at the entrance of the college.

It's just that compared with other recruiting spots, this recruiting point can only be described as sparsely populated.

In doubt, he came to the admission point.

I saw a few big characters written next to it: "Recruitment of assistant teachers."

Zhang Fan's heart suddenly moved, and he asked the old man next to him who looked to be in his sixties: "Is there a registration fee for this?"

The teacher was resting with his eyes closed, he didn't even open his eyes, and said, "No."

Zhang Fan nodded: "Well, then I'll sign up."