The leading scarred youth, First Fleet Laosheng leader, Chu Tiange.
Sovereign Realm Third Tier.
The black Heavy Blade is leaning on the shoulder, the blade is curled, and the blood that has not yet dissipated is condensed.
Chu Tiange stopped and the old students behind him collectively fell silent.
After going out for a month, I cleared seven resource stars occupied by Star Beast and endured two space storms on the return trip.
I thought I could take a breather by returning to base camp.
Looking at this situation, it seems that the base camp is not having a good time either.
Someone in the team pointed at Gravity Tower.
"One hundred and twenty floors? Wasn't it the ninety-ninth floor when we left?"
The person next to me pointed to the treatment area.
"What happened to that Silver-Scaled Clan?"
"Depletion of energy and blood."
"Where's the one over there?"
"Original overdraft."
"Where are the two rows of people lying neatly?"
The medical instructor on the side heard this and tapped the test screen.
"Tired."
The old students looked at each other, obviously in disbelief.
Are freshmen so busy now?
Chu Tiange Pressed the handle of the knife and turned his head to look at the adjutant.
"Warp Jump coordinates are wrong?"
The adjutant lowered his head to bring up the panel.
"Meteorite Special Training Camp, the coordinates are correct."
"Under attack?"
"The defense system cannot find combat records."
"Mass poisoning?"
"There is no toxin reaction in the life scan."
Chu Tiange looks weird.
No attack.
Not poisoned.
Hundreds of people are like this?
The dull sound of footsteps came from the corner of the square, and Yan Zhan walked quickly with a sullen face.
Followed by several instructors, each armed with a gas and blood detector.
Passing by a suspended bed, the freshman on it struggled to get up, but the instructor slapped him back down.
"Lie still."
"Instructor, help me up, I can still enter the tower."
"Your bones are so brittle that they could fall apart if you sneeze."
"Martial Artist is not afraid of broken bones!"
"We are afraid!"
Click.
The lock is locked and the suspended bed is towed away directly.
Chu Tiange looked at this farce with an expression that was hard to describe.
He saluted with one hand. "Chief instructor."
"Chief instructor."
The old students behind him all lowered their heads.
"Chief instructor."
Yan Zhan waved his hand, "Back?"
"Everyone alive is here." Chu Tiange patted the blood residue on the blade, "Seven people were killed, 21 were seriously injured, and the mission has been cleared."
"The post-war report will be handed in later." Yan Zhan nodded.
Chu Tiange pointed at the unfamiliar Base Camp around. "The base camp was robbed?"
Yan Zhan looked at the freshmen lying neatly, and there were even people punching in the air in the treatment cabin.
"Something happened."
"Base Camp has been renovated again."
"Then what happened to them?"
Chu Tiange pointed at the group of freshmen with ashen faces.
Yan Zhan choked.
Two seconds passed.
"Overdone."
The two stared at each other.
The two Sovereign Realm strong men fell into an eerie silence.
"That's it?"
"When things go to extremes, they must be reversed."
Yan Zhan forced to find compensation.
The tone is calm and full of aura.
As for what the truth is, even he himself doesn't know.
You can't admit it in public. Base Camp checked it more than a dozen times and couldn't even figure out why these 3,000 people collectively overdrafted.
It's so embarrassing.
Chu Tiange Look up at the tower.
"One broken tower destroyed the whole camp?"
"This year is more difficult."
"How many breakthroughs?"
Yan Zhan Shut up.
Damn chatter.
A sneer came from the ranks of old students.
"The ambition is very high, but the body is too weak."
The crowd dispersed to both sides.
A four-meter-strong man strode forward.
She has short blue-grey hair and three dark blue gill slits on both sides of her neck that are slightly open and closed.
There is a Serrated War Blade on the right shoulder, and the curved blade is covered with shark-tooth-like dark red blood grooves.
Abyssal Blood Shark Clan is known for his bellicosity in the interstellar world.
Second Fleet, Mad Shark.
Half-step Sovereign Realm.
During this trip, the same level Star Beast that died in his hands ranked among the top twenty among old students.
Mad Shark glanced at the treatment area, and then at the freshmen still queuing in the distance, grinning with unabashed pride.
"It's good to work hard."
"It's a pity, they're just flowers in a greenhouse."
Yin Kui happened to be transported by the medical bed.
When he heard this, he grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands and pushed up half of his body.
"Is this old man awesome?"
Mad Shark paused.
He did not get angry, but instead patted the sword on his shoulder that was full of animal blood with great interest, making a dull metallic sound.
"If you're not awesome, you're going to risk your life to chop it out of the Star Beast pile."
Yin Kui The muscles in his arms were tense and he stared at him.
Play half way.
Bah.
He threw himself straight back onto the bed.
Mad Shark saw this and shook his head seriously, with a hint of veteran superiority in his tone:
"Look, you don't even have the strength to stand. When you get to the deserted star outside, Star Beast won't wait for you to take a breath."
"Today is just the right time to open your eyes and let you see what it means to have a real sword and a real gun."
There was a burst of laughter all around.
Yin Kui The last stubborn silver scale on the forehead was completely extinguished.
Yan Zhan flew past with an eye knife.
"Calm down point."
Mad Shark put away his smile.
He looked past the wounded and stared at the freshmen who could barely stand.
"There are still more than twenty days until Star Abyss Prodigy Battle."
He said coldly, "The veterans have just crawled out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and you new recruits are eager to prove yourselves."
"From now on, if you enter Secret Realm, you have to cooperate. Today, I will serve you appetizers in advance."
Bang!
Serrated War Blade hit the floor hard and made a buzzing sound.
"Don't be afraid."
"Just use 30% of Half-Step Sovereign's pressure."
"Anyone who doesn't lie down will be considered a passing grade."
Star Abyss Secret Realm has always been a meat grinder, and the high-level Star Beast is all over the place with aliens. If you can't withstand the oppression of the same tribe, entering is just to feed the monsters.
Yan Zhan didn't stop him.
"Keep it tight."
"Avoid the wounded."
Mad Shark shows his white teeth.
"Understood."
His shoulders sank suddenly.
The strong smell of blood burst out of the body along with the violent pressure.
Bang!
The dust on the ground of the square was squashed out of thin air.
The old students retreated with a tacit understanding, leaving a large area of the field free.
Half-Step Sovereign.
But this is Half-Step Sovereign who was killed alive after being rolled in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood for a month.
The evil spirit almost condensed into a substantial red air wave.
Several Cosmic Realm freshmen's faces turned pale.
Knees bend uncontrollably.
Plop!
One after another, people fell to their knees.
My already overstretched body felt like breathing was like swallowing a knife under this pressure.
The low-level Sovereign instructor on the edge also changed his expression.
"The murderous nature is really serious."
"You can interfere with our Qi even before we step into Sovereign."
"Second Fleet unleashed a mad dog."
Mad Shark It is very useful to listen to these discussions.
The intensity is stuck at the critical point and cannot be raised any further.
Just show enough power and authority.
Isn't the evil spirit produced by actual combat better than working behind closed doors?
He was about to stop.
Gravity Tower's door slid open without warning.
The sound of gentle footsteps came out.
No illness, no slowness.
As the door opened, an indescribable feeling of heart palpitations quietly spread.
Lin Feng Step out of the door in one step.
His newly condensed Slaughter Origin has not completely fallen silent, and a little dark purple light is still circulating in his body.
The moment he stepped into the square, Mad Shark's bloody pressure that originally ravaged the entire place seemed to have touched some absolute taboo.
stagnation.
Then, collapse.
The ferocious aura that overwhelmed hundreds of freshmen was crushed into nothingness by this dark purple shimmer.
Mad Shark felt even more like being struck by lightning.
His body took several steps back uncontrollably.
The huge square was deathly silent.
The old student who was watching the show a second ago now had a frozen expression on his face.
Lin Feng glanced at Mad Shark.
"Borrowed it."
Just this simple glance made Mad Shark's mind go blank, and his body instinctively stepped aside.
Lin Feng passed him by without looking away.
Chu Tiange turned his head suddenly, his eyes locked on the back of Lin Feng.
The black sword on his shoulder fell into his hand unconsciously.
The scar across his cheek twitched violently.
"Is this a new student?"