Let's Go Together

Killing them one by one would be too troublesome. Fan Lang wanted to kill them in groups; that was the only way to make it enjoyable!

"I'll send you to the Western Paradise!"

Fan Lang leaped into the air, jumping towards the center of this underground space, landing directly in the midst of the many Ground Drilling Tigers. He raised his right palm and slammed it down on the ground with all his might, unleashing the Mystic Force within his body without reservation.

This Mystic Force originated from his dantian, undergoing a fundamental change at the moment of its eruption, transforming into fire attribute, turning into raging flames, spreading from Fan Lang's palm to the surroundings.

Whoosh!

The first wave of flames formed a fire wave, blasting away the nearby Ground Drilling Tigers.

Whoosh!

The second wave of flames followed closely behind.

Whoosh!

The third wave of flames was the most domineering and ferocious, turning the surroundings into a sea of fire, the temperature rising sharply, the red flames dancing wildly, and countless sparks flying up.

Thirty-odd Ground Drilling Tigers were trapped in the sea of fire and suffered heavy damage, with a large number of damage values popping up, which was truly pleasing to the eye.

Screams rose and fell, gradually fading away. Except for a few Ground Drilling Tigers that managed to drill into the ground and escape, the rest all turned into experience points.

Each Ground Drilling Tiger dropped 400 experience points, and thirty-odd of them yielded more than 10,000 experience points!

[Player level increased to Mystic Soldier Level 2, Mystic Force +200, Health Points +200.]

[Player level increased to Mystic Soldier Level 3, Mystic Force +200, Health Points +200.]

Two levels in a row!

"Killing in groups is the best, fast and with lots of experience!"

Fan Lang tasted the sweetness of group killing and wished he could kill hundreds of Ground Drilling Tigers in one go.

He jumped out of the sea of fire, returned to the top, and was too lazy to put out the fire, continuing to search for Ground Drilling Tigers.

A day passed.

By the time Fan Lang came out of the Black Gold Mine, it was already late, and his level had risen to Mystic Soldier Level 9, just one step away from the next major realm.

He had grown stronger by stepping on the countless corpses of monsters, and nearly half of the Ground Drilling Tigers in the Black Gold Mine had been killed by him.

If he stayed here for a few more days, it was estimated that the Ground Drilling Tigers would be wiped out.

"Mystic Soldier Level 9, this level is enough for me to shine in the Entry Examination. Hehe, I'm really looking forward to it."

Fan Lang grinned.

He knew the details of those Registered Servants very well. The most powerful of this group was Zhao Laoqi, who was only at the early stage of Mystic Soldier. With the strength of Mystic Soldier Level 9, he could crush this group of people.

He even had the confidence to fight against many with few, taking on everyone alone!

The night passed without incident, and the City Lord's Mansion's Entry Examination arrived as scheduled the next day.

Nearly a hundred Registered Servants gathered near a ring in the City Lord's Mansion. This ring was vast and made of solid materials, capable of withstanding very fierce attacks.

There were three people in charge of this Entry Examination, all big figures from the City Lord's Mansion, including Old White.

As for the City Lord, he didn't come. This group of newcomers wasn't worth his personal visit.

All the Registered Servants stood in rows, barely considered orderly.

Fan Lang and Monkey were both standing in the crowd, listening to the old fellow Old White say some polite words.

In comparison, Fan Lang seemed very relaxed, without any pressure, while Monkey was much more nervous, his forehead covered in sweat, his eyes fixed on the arena in front.

"Lang-ge, can the two of us beat these people around us?" Monkey asked in a low voice.

"A piece of cake, nothing to be afraid of," Fan Lang said casually.

"You're a little better than me, so you don't have to be afraid, but I'm really a little nervous."

"Don't worry, just because you called me Lang-ge, if I have food to eat, you'll have food to eat. I guarantee you'll be able to stay in the City Lord's Mansion, and you'll be able to get a good position."

"Really?"

Monkey was skeptical, unable to figure out where Fan Lang got his confidence.

On the opposite arena, Old White was still speaking to the crowd.

"Today's Entry Examination rules are so simple. You will spar in pairs, and those who perform well will be kept, and those who are not strong enough will have to leave. Okay, that's all I have to say, let's start drawing lots to choose your opponents!" Old White waved his hand.

Immediately, someone carrying a large lot tube walked towards the crowd of Registered Servants, so that they could draw lots to determine their opponents.

A hundred people sparring in pairs, how long would that take?

Fan Lang took a deep breath, finally his time to have some fun.

"Wait a minute, I have something to say!" Fan Lang shouted.

This shout attracted the attention of everyone present, and pairs of eyes fell on Fan Lang. No one expected that Fan Lang would cause trouble at this time.

The Entry Examination was about to begin, and everyone was eager to try, so wasn't interfering with the examination just causing trouble?

Old White frowned, his face a little colder. If Fan Lang's next words couldn't satisfy him, he would punish him severely.

Monkey was dumbfounded, staring blankly at Fan Lang beside him, not understanding what this Lang-ge was up to.

Fan Lang strode out, then jumped up, easily leaping onto the two-meter-high arena.

"Fighting one by one is too troublesome, I want to challenge everyone below by myself," Fan Lang said astonishingly.

Old White was stunned, thinking he had misheard, and said in astonishment, "What did you just say?"

"I said I want to take on everyone below by myself, so I can save some time," Fan Lang said calmly and seriously.

"Are you kidding me?"

"If I'm kidding you, these people will naturally clean me up later, even take my life."

Seeing Fan Lang looking fearless, Old White was suspicious. Could this guy really have the ability to fight a hundred people alone?

Taking a step back, if Fan Lang was messing around, then he would pay the price for it, and he would definitely be beaten to death by everyone.

"Okay, I want to see what you're capable of to fight against the many with the few. If you're beaten to death, it's your own fault, don't blame others!"

Old White spoke to this point, casting his eyes downwards.

"You've all heard it, Fan Lang wants to challenge all of you by himself. I approve of this sparring match, all of you, get on the stage!"

The place below immediately erupted!

"Is Fan Lang this kid crazy, actually wanting to fight all of us by himself!"

"Damn it, that's too much of an insult, can't so many of us beat him?"

"Hehe, he's really asking for death, brothers, let's go together and kill this kid!"

"Did he get his head stuck in a door? He's actually seeking his own death."

"Go! Kill him!"

This group of Registered Servants had different identities before entering the City Lord's Mansion, and there were quite a few ruthless people among them. They immediately rushed to the arena, each one like a wolf or tiger.

Fan Lang's eyes shone, watching the enemies climb onto the arena one by one.

Defeating such a large group of people will not only gain the City Lord's Mansion's attention, but also generate a massive amount of experience points!