The headquarters car took Xia Zhi all the way to the spacious gates of the Elite Training Camp.
The moment Xia Zhi got out of the car, he saw a young woman in a purple training uniform walking out of the camp.
"My name is Jiang Fang. I'm an instructor at the Elite Training Camp. You're Xia Zhi, right? For the next few years at the Elite Training Camp, you'll train with my group."
As she approached, the woman in purple spoke to Xia Zhi. She looked delicate, but when she opened her mouth, she gave off the feeling of a blade!
"Hello, Instructor Jiang. I'm Xia Zhi."
"Come. Follow me inside." After giving him a long look, Jiang Fang motioned for Xia Zhi to follow her.
After passing through the gates of the Elite Training Camp, they immediately saw an enormous black dragon sculpture standing in the square by the entrance.
The nearly fifty-meter-tall black dragon fixed its huge eyes on Xia Zhi, who had just entered through the gates.
Its boundless aura of darkness pressed down on him at once, making it difficult for him to breathe.
The black scales covering the fifty-meter-tall Black Dragon Sculpture were actually small electronic display screens.
Every display showed a name:
NO.1 Renatus Bridge
NO.2 Eben Pass
NO.3 Zhu Qiang
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NO.182 Jacqueline Berner
From top to bottom, every dragon scale bore a name—a total of 182 names.
Seeing Xia Zhi recover almost instantly from the pressure of the black dragon's aura, Jiang Fang smiled. "Your mental will is quite good. No wonder you're a genius specially admitted into the Elite Training Camp."
The Elite Training Camp recruited new students every year in March. It was already the end of November, yet Xia Zhi had still managed to enter the camp. Moreover,