"Rankings?"
Looking at the names inscribed on the massive black dragon's scales, Zhang Junbao casually asked, "Does this ranking represent strength?"
Yang Hui glanced at him with a smile, "Do you think you can relax just because you've entered the Elite Training Camp, and that it means you've become one of the strongest in the world? What a joke! The competition in this Elite Training Camp is much fiercer than anywhere else. Your ranking will determine the different benefits you enjoy!"
"Like treasures unearthed from Ancient Civilization Ruins, unique and irreplaceable, who uses them?"
"The higher the ranking, the more resources you get!"
"And if you rank in the bottom three, and you accumulate three consecutive times in the bottom three, you will be eliminated," Yang Hui said.
"So, can those with higher rankings take all the resources?" Zhang Junbao asked curiously.
Yang Hui was taken aback. "Isn't your thought process a bit off? Shouldn't newcomers be worried about being eliminated? Why are you thinking about whether you can steal all the resources?"
"No, there's a fixed allocation for each spot; we can't take someone else's."
"What a pity." Zhang Junbao shook his head.
"What exactly are you regretting?" Yang Hui felt he was falling behind Zhang Junbao's train of thought.
"Don't think too much about it now. You'll understand the rules once you pass the B-grade Test. Asking won't help if you don't pass the B-grade Test." Yang Hui looked up at the giant Black Dragon Statue in front of him and asked, "Didn't you notice anything special about this Black Dragon?"
"Hmm, the eyes have a very strong presence, it's just a pity that the other parts don't perfectly complement them. These must be the eyes of a true demon beast, its strength in life must have been immense, even with only its eyes remaining, it can still maintain such a presence."
"How did you know?" Yang Hui asked in surprise.
"It seems that only the eyes of this Black Dragon retain the ferocious aura of a demonic beast. Although its body is also quite well-made, it lacks that murderous aura."
"That's right, this is actually a true SS-level, or King-level, monster, a Black Dragon born from a volcano! It was later killed by the Gym Leader, who then kept the Black Dragon's two eyes and placed them into this dragon-shaped sculpture."
"The materials used in this Black Dragon Sculpture are all extremely precious, but the most precious part is its eyes—the eyes of a genuine Black Dragon!"
"When it was originally designed, these dragon eyes were meant to stare at the entrance, so people who just entered the gate and looked up at the Black Dragon Sculpture eyes are usually startled," Yang Hui said with a smug smile. "Just this pair of dragon eyes alone is worth over ten billion!"
"It's really impressive, quite intimidating." Zhang Junbao nodded. If it were an ordinary martial artist, they might actually be intimidated by the Black Dragon's imposing aura the moment they saw it, making it difficult to even move.
This is also a problem that low-level martial artists need to face when fighting against high-level demonic beasts. It's not just the difference in strength, but also the difference in aura. A high-level demonic beast might be able to render a low-level martial artist immobile and helpless with just a glance.
"Come with me, and remember, don't wander off," Yang Hui instructed.
The entire Training Camp, though called Training Camp, was actually a beautiful and enchanting place, making one feel as if they had entered an ancient palace complex, unlike other Training Camp that were filled with the smell of sweat.
Various precious flowers, trees, and streams, along with a few main palaces, are surrounded by elegantly designed pavilions. Occasionally, one can see young people dressed in loose-fitting training clothes walking out of the pavilions.
These young people included men and women, and included people of white, black, and yellow races.
"Look, those young people in the distance are all official trainees of the Elite Training Camp." Yang Hui pointed to a nine-story giant tower at the very center of the entire Training Camp. Although it only had nine stories, it was comparable in height to a typical twenty-story building. "These trainees are all heading that way. That nine-story tower is called the ' Nine-Story Tower '!"
Yang Hui smiled and said, "This Nine-Story Tower is where all the students study and train. Some special training rooms are also located there!"
"Inside the Training Camp, aside from sleeping, the trainees spent almost all their time in the Nine-Story Tower."
Seeing the newcomers arrive, many students looked at Zhang Junbao with curiosity. He, in turn, carefully observed them. Each student here, in terms of their eyes and demeanor, was clearly different from ordinary martial artists outside, and their movements exuded a refined air.
This is where the world's most extraordinary geniuses gather.
The two arrived at a two-story pavilion. Even the furniture inside was in an ancient style, which made Zhang Junbao feel familiar, as if he had returned to Mount Wudang.
"Because the owner of the museum is Huaxia, and he has a great love for Huaxia culture, the entire Hongning Base City was built in the style of ancient architecture."
"Especially this Training Camp, even the furniture is modeled after ancient times, so there are no sofas or TVs here." Yang Hui smiled, "Fortunately, the owner is understanding and can provide each person with a laptop."
"Very good, I also like the ancient cultural style, it suits my taste perfectly." Zhang Junbao said with a smile. Taking a deep breath, the natural fragrance of wood was refreshing and invigorating, and the comfort emanating from the depths of his soul made Zhang Junbao unable to help but let out a comfortable groan.
"Just rest here. If you want anything to eat, just give me a call and someone will bring it over," Yang Hui instructed. "You'd better not wander off today. Tomorrow at noon, I'll take you to the Nine-Story Tower to take the B-grade Test. Only after you pass the B-grade Test will you officially become a member of this Elite Training Camp. If you fail, you'll have to go to the Basic Training Camp."
Zhang Junbao nodded. "Understood."
After saying that, Yang Hui left.
In the quiet attic, only Zhang Junbao remained, but he didn't seem to feel uncomfortable. He went up to the study on the second floor, put down his backpack, and walked to the balcony to look out over the entire Training Camp: "This is the world's number one Training Camp. It feels pretty good."
This environment is clearly designed to help trainees gradually learn to control their mindset and understand the philosophy of coexistence between humanity and nature. In this regard, Huaxia civilization is indeed the best choice. It seems that Hong has put a lot of thought into training new talent.
Zhang Junbao rubbed the wooden railing with both hands, gazing out at the Training Camp.
Not far from the attic is a bay that leads to a distant lake.
"Hey, Huaxia guy?" A cheerful voice came from afar.
Zhang Junbao looked down and saw a young man in a white training uniform with yellow skin. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a hearty smile on his face. He was holding an iron spear and waving to Zhang Junbao.
Since returning from the Wilderness Zone, Zhang Junbao now has a natural affinity for martial artists who use guns.
"Yes, my name is Zhang Junbao, from Jiangnan Base City. What about you?"
"My name is Tian Qiong, and I come from Northeast Base City." As expected of a straightforward and honest man from the Northeast, his words immediately gave Zhang Junbao a natural sense of kinship.
Tian Qiong said with a smile, "Judging from where you live, you must be here to take the entrance test, right? Work hard, there's only one spot left this year, and we Huaxia must take it. There are quite a few Huaxia here... Once you officially enter the Training Camp, we'll get together again."
After saying that, Tian Qiong picked up her gun and walked towards the Nine-Story Tower.
While walking, he would occasionally brandish his iron spear.
puff!
The sound of the gun piercing the air was chilling. Zhang Junbao smiled upon seeing it, "As expected of Elite Training Camp, this marksmanship already shows the beginnings of a grandmaster. Given time, it will definitely be a deadly weapon for slaying demonic beasts."
Zhang Junbao could tell that when Tian Qiong casually thrust forward, it felt as if the surrounding air was swirling and gathering at the tip of the spear.
This made Zhang Junbao's expectations for the Elite Training Camp even higher, and he couldn't help but want to find someone else to fight right now.