"Concentrate!!"

"I'm doing it as much as I can" 

" Look, you are new here so I'm going easy this time. I'm your mentor. You do as I say if you want to live, or you leave this room and never come back. Your choice."

He nodded. Although he hated it, he knew she was right. It was do or die. 

"Good. Now concentrate!! Focus your mind on the task at hand. Think about nothing else. Let's try again."

He did as he was told. He forgot about everything but the task at hand. After a few minutes, it seemed to work. The birds stopped flying, the leaves stopped rustling. Though it was only for a few seconds, he'd finally done it. 

He'd stopped time.
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Mark was a normal kid. He thought he had the best life ever. He had everything. Loving grandparents who treated him as their own. Friends who were there for him wherever he needed. He never wished for anything more than what he had. He was happy.

All that changed when he met Claire. She was the kinda person who grows on you. She opened the path for him to a life he never knew was destined to have and he discovered that he was so much more than merely normal.

But now his secret is out and his life and the lives of those he loves are in danger. Now he has to choose between his family and his destiny and the fate of the world depends upon his choice.

The wind blew over that undulant Grey Hill, creating green waves over the meadow. Everything seemed so quiet and harmonious. 

It was afternoon while the sun was hanging high. Some mature deer were wandering among those low buckthorns on one side of the meadow. Lowering their heads, they were enjoying the sweet and juicy berries on the buckthorns. For all the animals in the Ice and Snow Wilderness, this was the best season in of the year. 

The wind breezing over the meadow, causing the one-man high weeds to rustle. Meanwhile, the wind also brought other sounds and smells.

Seemingly feeling something, some of the wild adult deer suddenly grew still as they raised their heads to look around. Soon after that, they started to escape out of panic. 

The moment they started to speed up, air-breaking sounds had arrived. In a split second, there were javelins inserted in the deer's previous location. One of the deer's neck had been pierced. With a wail, it fell to the ground.

At this moment, 7-8 teenagers in leather hides rushed out of the meadow and started to chase after the other escaping deer.

"This one is dead. Go chase the others..." The teenager in the front shouted loudly to guide the other teenagers. Receiving his orders, all the other teenagers passed by the dead deer. At the same time, they pulled out their own javelins from the ground before chasing after the escaping deer.

These teenagers were only looked to be around 13 years old, however, they had grown very robust. This was especially so in running. In such a short distance, they had shown their amazing explosiveness and speed. As a result, the distance between the escaping adult deer and these teenagers remained unchanged.

As they ran, those teenagers threw out their javelins. The javelins constantly inserted into the soil closely after those escaping deer, driving the deer to run faster. After throwing all of their javelins, they finally hit another one and caused it fall to the ground. 

However, the teenagers didn't care about the prey. Instead, they kept chasing after the rest of the deer.

The teenagers chased after the rest of the deer out of the buckthorns when the land in front became plain and vast at once. Therefore, the deer sped up, leaving the teenagers farther behind.

However, besides javelins, those teenagers had another weapon——stumbling stone.

"Prepare the stumbling stone..." The head teenager shouted while all the rest took out their stumbling stones. As they kept running, they waved their stumbling stones rapidly.

"Release!" Following after the head teenager's stumbling stone, all the other teenagers threw out theirs.

With great centrifugal forces, the stumbling stones flew towards the rest of the deer at speeds that were much faster than the teenager's running speeds, causing strange sounds "wuh" in the air.

Most of the stumbling stones failed, except one which wrapped around a deer's legs, causing the deer fall to the ground.

With cheers, the teenagers instantly surrounded the deer that was struggling to stand up. As was imagined, the teenagers immediately pressed it on the ground. At the same time, they tied its limbs with the rope of the stumbling stone.

"Hah, a female one. We can bring it back to the village..." A teenager exclaimed happily, "We will have deer milk to drink!"

"Choy, you are really my good elder brother. Why not tell your family members to marry Ada to me when she grows up? She's 6 years old. I will wait for her another 10 years. All the villagers said she would grow up as a great beauty!" A teenager joked. 

"Piss off!" The teenager called Choy waved his fist. "My Ada will at least marry a bear-killing fighter. My dad said that. Don't mention it until you become a bear-killing fighter!"

Saying this, the boy called Choy glanced at the head teenager, Evan, the only one who could become a bear-killing fighter in the future in the eyes of the villagers.

'Do dad and mom want to marry Ada to Evan?' The teenager called Choy came across a strange thought. No way! Even Evan and I are friends, I will not allow him to take Ada away from me. I will also practice hard to be a bear-killing fighter so that I could protect Ada!'

As Ada's elder brother, the moment Choy thought about that Ada might be taken away by a man, he would feel that something precious was taken away from. Therefore, in a split second, he made up his mind to become a powerful bear-killing fighter.

"Prepare your things, we need to leave here as soon as possible. It's too far away from the village." The teenager called Evan prepared his javelin as he looked around vigilantly, "We have to walk a long way before we came back to the village. We have to go back before dusk. We'd better not meet any iron-teeth hyenas on the way back..."

After gaining a big harvest, they were all very happy. Hearing Evan's words, they all quickened their movements. The teenager called Choy directly lifted the restrained deer onto his back. Although with over 50 kg on his body, he could still walk easily.

They then returned the way they came. After rapidly killing the remaining two wounded deer, the teenagers prepared to go back to village jubilantly. 

This place was still over 30 km away from the village. If they sped up, they could return to the village before sunset.

Because the soil and rocks here looked grey, from afar, this place was wholly grey except for those being covered with plants. Nobody knew why. There was only one old saying that the soil and rocks on the surface were buried underground over hundreds of millions of years. After the catastrophe, they turned upside down because of heavy geological movement. 

Because of this, the soil here contained some rare elements and nutrients. Therefore, some special plants with high value grew here. Although not being suitable for all plants, all the plants here were growing pretty well. Some mutated plants could also be discovered here.

Additionally, even in winter, the surface temperature here was still higher than that in other places. Some plants that couldn't grow in other places could still grow here, making it a marvelous place. 

Although this was not the only place in Ice and Snow Wilderness, as this place was only over 300 km away from Eschyle City, it had become the most famous warehouse of medicinal materials across the Ice and Snow Wilderness.

Take the buckthorns that the teenagers had passed when they chased after the deer as an example, even the roots, stems, leaves, flowers and fruits of common buckthorns were of high medicinal and edible value, not to mention the mutated hockthorns over the Grey Hill, which contained a higher value.

Especially the buckthorn oil found here which was the best and the most expensive across the whole Waii Subcontinent. Besides being one of the most important exports of Eschyle, the buckthorn oil in the Ice and Snow Wilderness was almost the necessity in each pharmacist's lab or warehouse of raw materials. 

While taking turns placing the prey on their backs, thee teenagers rapidly moved on the Grey Hill. In only 1 hour, they had walked 7-8 km. Those who didn't carry the prey would hold weapons and guard the team at the front and the rear. 

Through long-term cooperation, these teenagers had been tacit with each other. They knew when to shift. Only Choy among the teenagers who had made his firm decision to be a bear-killing fighter just now stuck to carrying one deer back to the village independently. He treated it as a chance to train himself.

As the old Chinese saying went——What you are afraid of always happen. Only after 1 hour, thee teenagers had encountered the thing that they were concerned most——they were followed by a pack of iron-teeth hyenas.

Iron-teeth hyenas were very sensitive to the scent of dead animals. They were known as sharks in the Ice and Snow Wilderness. An iron-teeth hyena could smell the blood of the other animals from 1-2 km away. They would finally find their prey from the source of the scent. 

At the beginning, there were only 5-6 iron-teeth hyenas behind them. Seeing those teenagers who were carrying their prey and their weapons, they kept a distance.

These iron-teeth hyenas looked like dogs, however, their heads were shorter and rounder than that of common dogs. Besides this, they had wider skulls. Additionally, their forequarters were stronger than their hindquarters. These iron-teeth hyenas had coarser and harder body hair. With the help of brown spots over their bodies, they could easily hide in the background color of this Grey Hill.

Certainly, if you treated them as common dogs, you would definitely be torn into pieces by them, leaving even not a single bone. It was no joke. Everybody across the Ice and Snow Wilderness knew that iron-teeth hyenas had powerful and sharp teeth are excel at grinding hard bones so that they could lick the marrows inside the bones.

Marrow was the favorite food of iron-teeth hyenas.

Each of the iron-teeth hyenas following those teenagers was longer than 1.6 m. They looked smart and fierce.

After being chased by the iron-teeth hyenas for several minutes, Evan decisively sent an order. 

"Drop a deer!"

Although they were reluctant, they quickly dropped a deer. This way, they could move faster. Meanwhile, the iron-teeth hyenas would slow down their speed.

'We'd better escape from these iron-teeth hyenas in this way.'

After dropping one deer, each teenager prayed inside. Nobody knew the terrifying iron-teeth hyenas better than them.

After dropping the deer, the teenagers started to run as another one took over that alive deer from Choy.

Soon after they sped up, they had heard the terrifying sounds of bones being ground by teeth. 

The teenagers didn't escape from the iron-teeth hyenas. After less than 5 minutes, more iron-teeth hyenas had appeared behind them. This time, the figure rose to 20-30, instead of 5.

At the sight of so many iron-teeth hyenas, all the teenagers turned their faces. They knew that they were in big trouble. Iron-teeth hyenas liked to hunt in packs. 

This time, without Evan's order, all the other teenagers had dropped the remaining two deer. After that, they used all their strength to run. Even Choy didn't say anything at this moment. They all knew that life was the most important. If they lost the female deer, they could catch another one, but if they died, they would have nothing. The number of iron-teeth hyenas behind them had surpassed their ability to deal with.

They hadn't imagined that they would encounter the animal tide. They hadn't ever seen so many iron-teeth hyenas near their village before. They were still in the regular hunting range of their village. Previously, when animal tide broke out, this area was still threatening to those wild beasts. However, so many iron-teeth hyenas were not only threatening them but the whole village.

The teenagers tried their best to run towards the village. Being breathless, before they were 2 km away, they had seen those iron-teeth hyenas watching them with ferocious eyes behind them...

People could never run as fast as iron-teeth hyenas in the wild. If they kept running, they would finally get tired and have their last bit of energy exhausted. 

The iron-teeth hyenas behind them had started to scatter as they intended to surround the teenagers from both sides.

At the sight of a mountain cliff in front of them, Evan shouted at once, "Gather over there, we have to get into formation"

Several minutes later, the teenagers stood close to each other as they leaned against the mountain cliff. They were holding their weapons tightly and waiting for the great pack of iron-teeth hyenas to surround them up.

Watching those iron-teeth hyenas, all the teenagers' faces turned pale. They knew that they would finally be killed this time. The only concern was that how many iron-teeth hyenas they could kill before death. 

"Choy, you can consider it, I mean it!" The teenager who joked with Choy over 1 hour ago added at this critical moment.

"F*ck, can you talk about it later?" Choy glared at the b*stard.

"Sh*t up!" Evan growled.

When those iron-teeth hyenas moved closer to them, the teenagers' palms had been full of sweat. At this moment, they heard an obviously surprising voice.

"Wow, so many babies, you are all mine..."

This voice with a great surprise was like from a grave robber, who exclaimed as he opened a coffin and watched a great pile of treasures inside or a traveler who had been in a desert so long time finally saw a vital oasis. 

Hearing this voice, Evan and Choy both became stunned. At this scene, this voice was truly dumbfounding. What was more confusing was the word "babies"! 'Where are the babies? The iron-teeth hyenas or something else?'

As they thought they were suffering from an acousma, they heard another euphonious sound, which was very like a buzz or a faintly jarring sound of friction between grinding gears.

Along with this sound, a spray of sprouting blood happened to one of the iron-teeth hyenas. At the same time, its body was penetrated through with a metal bolt, causing a huge hole in its body. 

The metal bolt was so powerful. After penetrating through that iron-teeth hyena, it was completely inserted into the ground. Watching such a great strength, the teenagers were dumbfounded.

From then on, the teenagers started to hear increasingly denser buzzing sounds, about 3-4 times per second. Each buzz would cause a spray of sprouting blood on one of those iron-teeth hyenas. The iron-teeth hyenas then fell to the ground one after the other with blood and flesh exposed all over. 

What happened just now was really too fast. Not to mention these teenagers, even those iron-teeth hyenas hadn't realized what happened. Before the other iron-teeth hyenas realized what was happening, 17-18 of them had been killed...

The teenagers watched one guy rushing down the hill from afar, who was holding a huge crossbow. They had not seen such a strange crossbow at all. The eccentric buzzing noises were coming from that crossbow.

As he rushed towards them, the guy kept shooting those iron-teeth hyenas, one bolt for one head. What he did really scared the teenagers. In a blink of an eye, a few more iron-teeth hyenas had been killed. As a result, the remaining iron-teeth hyenas who were gazing at the teenagers just now instantly turned around to escape. However, the man seemed as if he hadn't seen the teenagers at all. Without greeting them, he directly chased after the iron-teeth hyenas with the strange crossbow.

In a wink, some more sprays of blood were seen on the escaping iron-teeth hyenas.

"Babies, stop..." That man kept shouting at the same time...

The teenagers then exchanged glanced at each other, "What a strange person..."

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Back in the barracks, Allen found himself sticky. After igniting the fire, he was born in a sweat, which is different from normal training. After the body condenses the first source force vortex, it will naturally expel some of the toxins accumulated in the body. This is one of the benefits that Yuanli brings. According to the manual issued by the instructor, as Yuanli's strength increases and the level of the system is promoted, Yuanli will continue to wash the body and make it continue to evolve.
According to the instructions on the manual, every nine levels you upgrade will usher in a promotion node. When crossing this node, the evolution of the body will become more and more obvious. Now lighting the fire is just to detoxify, and when Allen forms the first genetic circuit, it is an opportunity for the body to fully strengthen.
As for what will happen after the formation of the second and third genetic circuits, there is no detailed description in the manual, and everything needs to be explored by Allen himself.
This will be a whole new world.
Allen took a shower and when he returned to the barracks, he felt the atmosphere change. Several thirteen and fourteen-year-old teenagers seemed to be waiting for him early in the morning. They walked up when they saw him walk into the barracks, and then surrounded them unkindly.
"Get out of the way," Allen said coldly.
One of the white boys grinned and said, "I heard that you raised the snow wolf."
After being together for more than two months, the teenagers were not without conversation, and their identities were not a secret. It is not surprising to know some of Allen's experiences. Strangely, they brought it up at this time.
"That's none of your business." Allen pushed him away, trying to move forward.
Two older boys blocked him.
Behind the few people, a black teenager looked at him with a smile. Allen is not stupid, looking at the situation, these boys were instigated by the black teenager. Allen remembered his name was Mao, and in terms of size, he was the strongest in the entire barracks. Therefore, in the barracks, some teenagers looked towards him and formed a small group early. Previously, everyone was busy in training, and there was no intersection between each other.
But today, Allen was the first to ignite the fire, and he looked so special and so dazzling in the barracks. Right now, these people are naturally under Ma Ao's instructions to find their troubles.
Thinking of this, Allen took a step back, and his eyes drew across the faces of these teenagers: "I know what you want to do. But if you have that strength, I'd better save the second injection of the potion and try my best to light the fire. "
"Yo, what is this? Threat?" The white boy smiled.
Allen shook his head: "No, just a reminder. Remind you that it's best not to mess with me because it's not good for you!"
The faces of the teenagers changed. The white teenager looked at Mayo, who had already pulled down his face and clenched his fists. So the white boy winked at the first two companions, and they went to the door and looked outside, and then closed the barracks. Then the windows were closed, and the whole barracks were quiet, and an inexplicable atmosphere was growing.
The other teenagers shrank to their beds, they dared not to be nosy, nor did they want to.
When the last window was closed, the smile on the white boy's face diminished, and he walked to Allen and pushed him, and said, "What are you doing. It's just that the shit is gone and the fire is ignited. You are just a piece of rubbish. A piece of rubbish that follows the snow wolf's ass and looks for shit to eat!"
Allen didn't get angry and smiled: "Is that so? What about you, you wasted an opportunity, isn't it even trash?"
The teenagers suddenly breathed harder, and the white teenager flushed even more: "You bastard! You are the son of a snow wolf and your mother..."
At the end of the speech, a fist floated over and swept the white boy's face. The boy swept his face to the side, and something flew out of his mouth. It was a few white teeth and a mouthful of blood!
Allen punched the white boy back, again and again, killing intent in his bright red eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have changed back to a beast wandering in the wilderness, and the wildness that seemed to be lost by Ron's training was back at this moment. He didn't growl or yell, but asked in a low voice: "Don't insult my mother! Are you trying to die?"
However, all the teenagers felt chills, and they looked at Mayo. Ma'o pointed at Allen, and the teenagers rushed forward with childish shouts. After two months of intensive training, their physique has improved a lot compared to when they entered the camp. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't keep up with an experienced mercenary. Before Allen entered the camp, he had killed more than one mercenary.
These young people looked so unbearable in his eyes, almost all of them were flaws. Although he has not received systematic fighting training, he learned a set of culling moves from wolves during the five years of wandering with the snow wolves.
Allen suddenly became short, slipped weirdly on his hands and feet, and then rushed on to one of the teenagers to overwhelm him. He lifted his head slightly, then smashed it down, and immediately smashed the young man into dizziness. Next, Allen shuttled between these teenagers, his skills were more flexible than two months ago, and repairing these teenagers was a breeze.
But with a few fists, he knocked them all down. This is still in the barracks, and it needs to be changed to another place. They are afraid that Allen will be slaughtered early.
There is no word for kindness in Xuelang's dictionary.
Ma Ao stared at all of this dumbfounded, which was far from what he had predicted. Allen retreated to the window and struck a fist on the window glass. The glass suddenly shattered and made a crisp sound. Mao's face changed, thinking that Allen was going to alarm the instructor outside. With a low growl, he rushed on Allen. Unexpectedly, a white light flashed in front of him, and then a slight tingling pain came from the side of his neck.
The black boy stopped subconsciously, which saved his own life. Otherwise, the sharp shard of glass in Allen's hand will plunge into his neck. A head shorter than Ma'o, but at this moment, Allen's momentum overwhelmed the black boy. He caught a shard of glass in his hand, and the shard cut his hand. But his hand was still stable, and the sharpness of the fragments was facing Ma'o's neck, where the main artery was. As long as you pass it forward, Mao has to go to see God in advance.
If there is a word of God in this world.
"I said earlier don't mess with me, you, you picked the wrong person," Allen said.
The door of the barracks was suddenly pushed open, and several tall instructors ran in. One of them drew the whip from his waist and threw it to Allen, his boots were pulled on Allen's hand, and his hand was pulled away along with the glass shards.
Then Lieutenant Ron walked in and looked at the boy who was sitting or lying down. The Lieutenant whistled: "Who tells me what the hell is going on?"
Maho cried: "Second Lieutenant, it's Allen, he..."
A whip was drawn over and swept directly on Ma'o's nose and mouth. He drew blood-spattered and backed away again and again. Ron didn't know when he had an extra whip in his hand, and he grinned and said, "Are you an idiot when you are an old man? You used this kind of mentally handicapped method to insult my IQ! I said you are a bunch of trash. It's not a person's opponent. Give me ten lashes per person!"
Then he looked at Allen and he laughed: "You are no exception, kid! Private fights are forbidden in the barracks."
Allen and the other teenagers who participated in the fight were taken to the playground, tied to a wooden stake in the hot sun, and then the instructors gave them ten lashes each. These ten whips were completely drawn down the chest, causing the young people to scream like a pig. Allen gritted his teeth and did not scream, but every muscle was trembling.
After ten lashes, Ma Ao and the others could only be lifted by the instructor to lift the barracks. Eight people went out, but only seven came back. The white boy who had provoked Allen before was beaten to death, but even the opportunity to light the fire a second time was saved.
Allen came back by himself. When he saw the white-haired boy who is not physically strong and walked into the barracks one step at a time, the rest of the teenagers shuddered.  this day they knew that the big ones are not necessarily the most ruthless.
The next day, Ron did not have the opportunity to rest for the injured teenagers. They had to participate in various training as usual. It was inevitable to fall behind when playing with an injury, so he was beaten several times. Allen can only grit his teeth and barely keep up with the team, but can't surpass other teenagers as much as usual.
The injury didn't get better until three days later. After half a month, the teenagers ushered in the opportunity to use enlightening potions. This time, Allen doesn't need to participate anymore, he gets a rare break.
When the green steel door of the air defense hall opened, the black boy Maao arrogantly walked out. This time, he ignited the fire smoothly.
Another month passed, and the third source of power emerged among the teenagers. It was Meili, a white girl, so only the three of Allen passed the barrier smoothly before the two-month deadline.
On the night of the last day of the fourth month, the barracks opened. Ron walked in and shouted, "Numbers 666, 548, and 273 go out."
Allen, Mayo, and Meili stepped forward. Ron nodded: "You come out with me."
When they came out of the barracks, five instructors and a team of fully armed soldiers walked into the barracks. They closed the door of the barracks, and then there was gunfire and the screams of the teenagers. Looking at the jumping firelight and splashing blood in the window, all three teenagers turned pale. It was obvious that Ron was using his means to "knock out" all the unqualified people!
When the morning light dawned, Allen ushered in the fifth month after entering the camp. He had just finished his physical training and was sitting at the dining table enjoying his breakfast. Today, the dining area is extremely quiet, and the other two teenagers, Mao and Meili, each occupy a dining table. After the barracks were "cleaned" yesterday, now there are only three of them left in the big camp.

Back in the barracks, Allen found himself sticky. After igniting the fire, he was born in a sweat, which is different from normal training. After the body condenses the first source force vortex, it will naturally expel some of the toxins accumulated in the body. This is one of the benefits that Yuanli brings. According to the manual issued by the instructor, as Yuanli's strength increases and the level of the system is promoted, Yuanli will continue to wash the body and make it continue to evolve.
According to the instructions on the manual, every nine levels you upgrade will usher in a promotion node. When crossing this node, the evolution of the body will become more and more obvious. Now lighting the fire is just to detoxify, and when Allen forms the first genetic circuit, it is an opportunity for the body to fully strengthen.
As for what will happen after the formation of the second and third genetic circuits, there is no detailed description in the manual, and everything needs to be explored by Allen himself.
This will be a whole new world.
Allen took a shower and when he returned to the barracks, he felt the atmosphere change. Several thirteen and fourteen-year-old teenagers seemed to be waiting for him early in the morning. They walked up when they saw him walk into the barracks, and then surrounded them unkindly.
"Get out of the way," Allen said coldly.
One of the white boys grinned and said, "I heard that you raised the snow wolf."
After being together for more than two months, the teenagers were not without conversation, and their identities were not a secret. It is not surprising to know some of Allen's experiences. Strangely, they brought it up at this time.
"That's none of your business." Allen pushed him away, trying to move forward.
Two older boys blocked him.
Behind the few people, a black teenager looked at him with a smile. Allen is not stupid, looking at the situation, these boys were instigated by the black teenager. Allen remembered his name was Mao, and in terms of size, he was the strongest in the entire barracks. Therefore, in the barracks, some teenagers looked towards him and formed a small group early. Previously, everyone was busy in training, and there was no intersection between each other.
But today, Allen was the first to ignite the fire, and he looked so special and so dazzling in the barracks. Right now, these people are naturally under Ma Ao's instructions to find their troubles.
Thinking of this, Allen took a step back, and his eyes drew across the faces of these teenagers: "I know what you want to do. But if you have that strength, I'd better save the second injection of the potion and try my best to light the fire. "
"Yo, what is this? Threat?" The white boy smiled.
Allen shook his head: "No, just a reminder. Remind you that it's best not to mess with me because it's not good for you!"
The faces of the teenagers changed. The white teenager looked at Mayo, who had already pulled down his face and clenched his fists. So the white boy winked at the first two companions, and they went to the door and looked outside, and then closed the barracks. Then the windows were closed, and the whole barracks were quiet, and an inexplicable atmosphere was growing.
The other teenagers shrank to their beds, they dared not to be nosy, nor did they want to.
When the last window was closed, the smile on the white boy's face diminished, and he walked to Allen and pushed him, and said, "What are you doing. It's just that the shit is gone and the fire is ignited. You are just a piece of rubbish. A piece of rubbish that follows the snow wolf's ass and looks for shit to eat!"
Allen didn't get angry and smiled: "Is that so? What about you, you wasted an opportunity, isn't it even trash?"
The teenagers suddenly breathed harder, and the white teenager flushed even more: "You bastard! You are the son of a snow wolf and your mother..."
At the end of the speech, a fist floated over and swept the white boy's face. The boy swept his face to the side, and something flew out of his mouth. It was a few white teeth and a mouthful of blood!
Allen punched the white boy back, again and again, killing intent in his bright red eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have changed back to a beast wandering in the wilderness, and the wildness that seemed to be lost by Ron's training was back at this moment. He didn't growl or yell, but asked in a low voice: "Don't insult my mother! Are you trying to die?"
However, all the teenagers felt chills, and they looked at Mayo. Ma'o pointed at Allen, and the teenagers rushed forward with childish shouts. After two months of intensive training, their physique has improved a lot compared to when they entered the camp. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't keep up with an experienced mercenary. Before Allen entered the camp, he had killed more than one mercenary.
These young people looked so unbearable in his eyes, almost all of them were flaws. Although he has not received systematic fighting training, he learned a set of culling moves from wolves during the five years of wandering with the snow wolves.
Allen suddenly became short, slipped weirdly on his hands and feet, and then rushed on to one of the teenagers to overwhelm him. He lifted his head slightly, then smashed it down, and immediately smashed the young man into dizziness. Next, Allen shuttled between these teenagers, his skills were more flexible than two months ago, and repairing these teenagers was a breeze.
But with a few fists, he knocked them all down. This is still in the barracks, and it needs to be changed to another place. They are afraid that Allen will be slaughtered early.
There is no word for kindness in Xuelang's dictionary.
Ma Ao stared at all of this dumbfounded, which was far from what he had predicted. Allen retreated to the window and struck a fist on the window glass. The glass suddenly shattered and made a crisp sound. Mao's face changed, thinking that Allen was going to alarm the instructor outside. With a low growl, he rushed on Allen. Unexpectedly, a white light flashed in front of him, and then a slight tingling pain came from the side of his neck.
The black boy stopped subconsciously, which saved his own life. Otherwise, the sharp shard of glass in Allen's hand will plunge into his neck. A head shorter than Ma'o, but at this moment, Allen's momentum overwhelmed the black boy. He caught a shard of glass in his hand, and the shard cut his hand. But his hand was still stable, and the sharpness of the fragments was facing Ma'o's neck, where the main artery was. As long as you pass it forward, Mao has to go to see God in advance.
If there is a word of God in this world.
"I said earlier don't mess with me, you, you picked the wrong person," Allen said.
The door of the barracks was suddenly pushed open, and several tall instructors ran in. One of them drew the whip from his waist and threw it to Allen, his boots were pulled on Allen's hand, and his hand was pulled away along with the glass shards.
Then Lieutenant Ron walked in and looked at the boy who was sitting or lying down. The Lieutenant whistled: "Who tells me what the hell is going on?"
Maho cried: "Second Lieutenant, it's Allen, he..."
A whip was drawn over and swept directly on Ma'o's nose and mouth. He drew blood-spattered and backed away again and again. Ron didn't know when he had an extra whip in his hand, and he grinned and said, "Are you an idiot when you are an old man? You used this kind of mentally handicapped method to insult my IQ! I said you are a bunch of trash. It's not a person's opponent. Give me ten lashes per person!"
Then he looked at Allen and he laughed: "You are no exception, kid! Private fights are forbidden in the barracks."
Allen and the other teenagers who participated in the fight were taken to the playground, tied to a wooden stake in the hot sun, and then the instructors gave them ten lashes each. These ten whips were completely drawn down the chest, causing the young people to scream like a pig. Allen gritted his teeth and did not scream, but every muscle was trembling.
After ten lashes, Ma Ao and the others could only be lifted by the instructor to lift the barracks. Eight people went out, but only seven came back. The white boy who had provoked Allen before was beaten to death, but even the opportunity to light the fire a second time was saved.
Allen came back by himself. When he saw the white-haired boy who is not physically strong and walked into the barracks one step at a time, the rest of the teenagers shuddered.  this day they knew that the big ones are not necessarily the most ruthless.
The next day, Ron did not have the opportunity to rest for the injured teenagers. They had to participate in various training as usual. It was inevitable to fall behind when playing with an injury, so he was beaten several times. Allen can only grit his teeth and barely keep up with the team, but can't surpass other teenagers as much as usual.
The injury didn't get better until three days later. After half a month, the teenagers ushered in the opportunity to use enlightening potions. This time, Allen doesn't need to participate anymore, he gets a rare break.
When the green steel door of the air defense hall opened, the black boy Maao arrogantly walked out. This time, he ignited the fire smoothly.
Another month passed, and the third source of power emerged among the teenagers. It was Meili, a white girl, so only the three of Allen passed the barrier smoothly before the two-month deadline.
On the night of the last day of the fourth month, the barracks opened. Ron walked in and shouted, "Numbers 666, 548, and 273 go out."
Allen, Mayo, and Meili stepped forward. Ron nodded: "You come out with me."
When they came out of the barracks, five instructors and a team of fully armed soldiers walked into the barracks. They closed the door of the barracks, and then there was gunfire and the screams of the teenagers. Looking at the jumping firelight and splashing blood in the window, all three teenagers turned pale. It was obvious that Ron was using his means to "knock out" all the unqualified people!
When the morning light dawned, Allen ushered in the fifth month after entering the camp. He had just finished his physical training and was sitting at the dining table enjoying his breakfast. Today, the dining area is extremely quiet, and the other two teenagers, Mao and Meili, each occupy a dining table. After the barracks were "cleaned" yesterday, now there are only three of them left in the big camp.

After the Battle of Dawn, the earth entered the era of advanced warfare. The collision of civilizations on different planets, aggression, and conquest has become the only themes. The horn of the expedition has been sounded, and ambition and desire are no longer restrained. So we go to looting, we go to destroy.

Unable to face the other three teams who were seated in the same classroom they always used, Creed and his teammates lowered their head in shame.
"So the great Creed got his ass whooped by a dog…" Damian screamed as he laughed, his smile looked vicious and he didn't even try to hide his intentions. Before the arrival of the members of Team Masayoshi, He was the number two student. Creed, his rival was always one step ahead of him until today. 
"You're not in a better condition yourself!!" Creed sneered. This teenager had lost his graceful temperament ever since the battle with the werewolf. He always looked disorganized and tattered. Even now his snow-white hair was scattered and he put away his kimono, wearing a normal T-shirt and Jeans. He carried around a sheathed katana and carried around a frustrated expression on his face. All these have been happening just days after his defeat, those few days were Damian's best days since he joined this nameless organization. 
Damian frowned slightly when he heard creed's words. He too was covered in bandages. Out of the sixteen teenagers, only six were at peak fighting condition, three of which are from team Masayoshi. For over thirty minutes these teenagers shared their experiences. They had only a week to recover before the main event. Over the week these kids relaxed in their rooms and very rare occasions they gathered at the small classroom dedicated to them by kings and just talked. It was obvious these kids were nervous, in less than seven days they are going to embark on a mission where a few of them may not return. They all knew this but no one was willing to say it out loud.
… A week later…
"Chris Diggs is one of the special advisors to the U.S representative in the government. He deals on guns and over the years since the emergence of various crime groups, rival businesses and companies have been attacked relentlessly, unfortunately for him, one of these companies belongs to one of our sponsors… he needs to be removed… permanently" Kings explained as he glanced at on sixteen teenagers seated at the other side of the round table in the conference room which is located on the first floor of the mansion. Beside him were the sponsors who occasionally nodded during his explanations. These sponsors occasionally glanced at these kids who were all dressed in the same attire. A white T-shirt covered with a black unzipped leather jacket, black jeans and black track shoes. These kids had no intention of hiding their identities, 'we're doing nothing wrong, there is no reason for us to hide our faces… don't worry, no one will follow us back' they always said. What these kids didn't know was that their tracks were been covered by the guardians who work for their sponsors.
"According to this, this dude has three B class guardians and over five C class guardians, we barely took down a C class rated criminal… and we meant to handle this?" Creed said as he glanced through each page of the reports given to him.
"You barely took down a C class guardian" Damian sneered. Creed frowned and then looked away without saying anything. 
"Team Masayoshi and Team Alpha will act as diversions… Their combat capabilities are the best" Kings said ignoring Damian.
"Team Saint and Team Death gods will put an end Diggs life," Kings said, feeling embarrassed as he called the name of the teams. At this point, he regretted giving these kids the chance of picking their team names.
"The diversion teams will receive the support of our guards from the shadows… please give it your all" a bald elderly man seated with other sponsors added. The meeting lasted for another thirty minutes, after which the various teams left the room, using the choppers which were provided by their sponsors
… Four Hours Later…
Three vehicles sped through the highways of England. With two jeeps positioned in front and behind the limo. Their hairs fluttered in the wind and they stood in a straight line waiting for the vehicles to approach. These four teenagers wore smiles on their faces as they watched the vehicles approach from afar.
"Its showtime… Team Masayoshi… move out" Dan He growled…

Imagine a world where the protagonists start with every single thing anyone can ever dream of. Zero and his gang start as big shots, with a powerful background, an enormous amount of resources, dashing looks and god-like potentials... Everything seems perfect until they meet people at the same level.

This is not what I call a 'little thing.'
It's a big thing.
A ginormous thing.
And it's being held at the Clark's mansion. I expected teenagers, booze and dancing, I just didn't expect an overflow of teenagers. When Ryan said little, I thought he meant 5 or 6 people not the whole fucking school!
Paris was all too eager to attend this party once I told her that Ryan wanted her to be my plus one. The night before, Ryan sent the location to his house along with the time and here we are: 11 Groovsdale Estate, 5pm. I thought Paris' house was huge, but Ryan's takes the cake.
The property sprawled on an expanse of land, artificial grass surrounding the area. It looked like a medieval mansion, something carved out of the 1920s. Brick walls, shale roofing and an impressive layout. I guess his parents are into the whole Lord of the manor thing. The first thing I notice is the glistening pool which is already occupied by teenagers playing some sort of game with a water gun and booze.
''This house is amazing,'' Paris exclaims with wonder in her eyes. She opted for jeans shorts and a red peplum top with Yeezy sneakers. She even went as far as cutting her auburn hair into a slick bob. A dramatic change for a party, I know. Usually, girls go through that sort of dramatic change when they just broke up with someone, but she swore on her life she wanted to look 'different' but I could tell who she did it for and his name starts with R. I on the other hand opted for a cute floral ruffle dress with a modest V neckline. The length is a little shorter than what I'm used to but hey, it's a party and it shows my mocha legs off very well.
I opted for putting my natural hair into a tight bun since I haven't had my hair weaved in a while. My roots need a break from all the tucking and plucking. My feet are clad in baby pink ballet shoes I've had since I was fifteen (surprised they still fit) and it really puts my whole look together. The goal was cute, sexy but not trashy and I think I pulled it off.
''I agree.'' Hand in hand, Paris and I pad the cobblestone floors and into the entrance of the mansion. Loud music playing a new song by Dababy blasts through the speakers; red cups filled with alcohol seems to be a prominent feature in the hands of almost all attendees as some dance or sway to the music, while others talk to their friends in a corner.
I see a familiar face in a floral T shirt and baggy shorts from the corner of my eye talking to Bea and I nudge Paris slightly. She raises a brow and I point towards his direction. She turns to me, eyes filled with panic. I almost laugh because this is the first time I'm seeing Paris nervous to talk to or approach guy. Usually, she prides herself as the kind that can get any guy she wants, and she can: she's literally the petite version of Nicole Kidman and she carries herself well so guys like her.
''Oh my God, Mel. What do I do.'' She dramatically brushes her hands over her new haircut. ''Do you think he'll like my new hair? I-''
''I knew the dramatic chop was for Ryan.''
''Besides the point, Mel. I don't know how to approach him. What do I say?''
I rest my hand on her shoulder. ''You're Paris Jackson. You'll know what to say, trust me.''
''Ryan!'' I yell over the loud music while waving my hands. He sees us and smiles. Excusing himself, he makes his way over and Paris gives me a look as if to say: 'Are you fucking nuts?'
Am I nuts? Definitely, but this time I mean well. Since Paris is afraid to approach him, and she really likes him, then why not wave him over here? Saves her the trouble of going to him and saves her the awkwardness of talking to him while Bea is present. Besides, I made a promise and I intend to keep it. If this is my best friend's shot at getting a boyfriend (there were others before that, but who cares?) then you best believe I would not mess it up her.
I'm a genius.
''Hey ladies, glad you could make it'' the man of the hour greets. I beam at him and he hands us two cups from the nearby countertop table. ''Compliments from the host.''
We both say thank you and I excuse myself to give them a little privacy. This is met with a little squeeze of my arm from Paris but I reassure her that it'll be okay. Like I said, I'm a pretty good judge of character, so I know good people when I see one. Ryan's nice even though his best friend is a dick. I trust him enough to do right by Paris and not screw the perfectly good opportunity I gave them seeing as I know he likes her too.
I might as well open a matchmaker's service because that's how confident I am in my abilities.
I take a little sip of the content in my red cup and almost gag. Whatever this shit is, it tastes disgusting. How do teenagers douse this stuff comfortably? I'm not a drinker, and I've stated my position in very clear terms. I would not be among the teenagers who are likely to die from alcohol poisoning. Also, I think I'm a lightweight, as ironic as that may seem considering I've never gotten drunk before nor tasted more than a sip of alcohol. 
Better to be safe than sorry.
I pour my drink in a nearby plant and explore the house, looking for a semi quiet place to chill and observe my surroundings. My only motivation for attending tonight was to see Paris and Ryan get together and my mission has been accomplished. I don't dance, I don't drink, I don't swim and I sure as hell don't have a lot of friends so I'm a little out of my element here.
My eyes land on the spiralling staircase and I make my towards it, hoping there'd be like a bar, or a bed, or at least a stool that is not already full of drunk teenagers. I've been here for approximately 20 minutes and I'm already over it.
As I approach the last step, I realize that I've made a huge mistake. 
A big one.
My footsteps seem to have been loud because everyone around the kitchen counter stops what they are doing and whip their heads towards me.
Cue awkward silence and staring at each other like they do in the movies.
''What are you doing here? I thought this was a no-losers party.'' Mariah fires in her nasal-pitchy voice. You know, after our talk at the field trip, I thought we had come to an implied compromise that we would not hurl insults at each other. So far, we've managed to avoid confrontation but she just loves to stir the pot.
Luckily for her, I'm bored as hell and in a strange mood today.
''I was invited Mariah. I'm sure you won't know what that means, and I don't blame you.''
''I get invited to all the cool parties, scholarship girl.'' Is that meant to be a dig at my confidence? Mariah first called me scholarship girl in 10th grade. I wasn't always as feisty as I am now, but when Mariah filled tampons in my locker and humiliated me in front of everyone by claiming they were mine, she called me 'scholarship girl.' In fact, these were her exact words: ''Oops, the scholarship girl had a freak accident.'' Everyone at the scene laughed that day as I cleared the unused tampons (Thank God) from my locker and put them in the trashcan. 
All she got was a reprimand from Principal Grande once the incident was reported by one of the teachers.
I almost cried that day, I swear, I almost did. But I realized that if I did, it'll give Mariah more ammunition and another chance to humiliate me even further, so I vowed that I'll give her a taste of her own medicine. For every jab she throws, I'm going to fire back twice as hard. No one is ever going to put me down, not as long as I have a say about it.
I snort in an unladylike manner and shift my weight from one leg to the other. ''Yea, you get invited as Jason's carryon bag. Nothing special in that.'' A few giggles escape from the mouths of the five people sitting on the stools.
Melody-1
Mariah-0
A set of eyes stare at me with such intensity that it's almost nerve wrecking, but I don't pay it any mind. I know who it is, and it sure as hell isn't Mariah. She rises up from her chair, ready to hurl a mediocre, low-grade insult my way but a hand stops her. She sits her ass back down and glares at him but he has his eyes on me. At that moment, it seems like we are the only ones in the room and no one understood the language we are speaking through our eyes. He looks pissed, which makes absolutely no sense to me. The only person who has a right to be pissed is me because I was insulted first. 
Then I delivered the final blow, but that's besides the point.
Not taking his eyes away from me, Jason's lips curve into a smirk and he opens his mouth. ''Why don't you join us, Princess? It'll be fun.''


Adelaide Montessori Prep, school for the children of the rich and upper-class members of the social ladder.

So what is Melody Jones doing in a school like that? One word: Scholarship.
.........................

Meet Melody:

Melody is not a damsel in distress. She's witty, sassy, and badass, but one person just seems to irk her every time: Jason Blunt.

Meet Jason:

Son of a famous model and hot shot lawyer, Jason is living the high life: luxury vacations, private jets and designer everything. He seems to have it all but he just can't seem to stand one person: Melody Jones.

But they both have secrets, and once they get woven into each other's web, it will change their perceptions about each other forever.

Like they always say: There's always a fine line between love and hate.


NOTE:
Unless stated otherwise, this book would be told from the female lead's (Melody) perspective.

We entered the city's slums. The houses were made of old, rotting wood and the streets were paved with cracked asphalt. There was trash everywhere. We stayed on the deserted paths to avoid being seen, passing groups of homeless people living among the trash and filth.
"We should be safe now," I said to the teenagers who were following behind me. "Are you two okay?"
"Yeah," Casey said, staring at the ground. "That was just really scary. My heart is still beating really fast."
"I knew you were hiding your real power from us, but I've never seen anything like that," Leon said. His voice was quiet. "How is that even possible?"
"I've trained my powers to an almost perfect level. I've also used psychic materials to strengthen them further. I'm sorry I scared you both so much. I didn't want you to have to see that."
"I was afraid you were going to die," Casey whispered. "You were covered in blood. There was so much blood."
"Thank you for protecting us," Leon said solemnly, not looking at me.
I stopped walking and turned to face them. I looked at their faces. They looked tired and scared. I placed a hand on each of their shoulders.
"I need you to understand something," I said to them. "What you saw me do back there was purely for self-defense. Life here is dangerous. I've been training you so hard because I want you to be able to handle yourselves out there. I would never do anything to hurt either of you."
"I understand," Leon said, looking into my eyes. "I believe you."
"I trust you," Casey said. "It was just really scary."
"Let's keep walking. We need to make a detour. We're going to my apartment first. I need to get cleaned up."
We kept going through the slums. Eventually we got to my apartment building. The teenagers followed me up the walkway towards my humble apartment. We went inside and found Dion asleep on the couch. The table was covered with his little paper scraps as always. He must have been really tired from his research on the Book of Shadows.
"So this is where you live," said Casey, looking around. "It's nice."
"Thanks. You can wait in here," I said, opening the door to my room. "I just need a few minutes to take a shower and get changed."
The teenagers walked into my room and sat down, waiting for me. I set my backpack down and got the evil jar out, putting it back in its place on the shelf. The spirit vase noticed that we were in the room and used its power to communicate with us. The spirit's majestic voice was as lovely to listen to as ever.
"Ghost Knife... Ghost Knife..."
"What's that? Where's that noise coming from?" Leon asked, looking around.
The teenagers looked around the room, trying to find the source of the noise.
"Ghost... Knife..."
"It's coming from the vase! What does it want? That voice is seriously creepy..." Casey said.
"Relax. Just relax," I told them, resting my hand on the vase. "This vase is my best friend. It isn't actually talking. It communicates by transmitting its thoughts directly into your mind. It's not dangerous. It's really quite friendly. Why don't you try speaking with it? Just talk normally. It can hear you."
"Ghost... do you love... Ghost... more than... Ghost..."
I patted the vase gently.
"Yes. More than anyone."
The teenagers looked at each other, then back at the vase. The vase pulsed with energy, as if waiting for them to communicate with it.
"Hello, I'm Casey. I'm friends with Ghost Knife," she said to it happily.
"Casey... Casey..." the vase said back.
"I'm Leon. I'm also friends with Ghost Knife," said Leon.
"Leon... Casey... knife... knife... knife..."
The vase seemed to like both of their voices.
"I think it's shy around new people," I said. "It can normally form full sentences, at least. It's still getting used to you guys," I said.
"It sounds so clear and close. It's hard to believe it's really a psychic transmission," said Leon.
"Ghost... I want... Ghost..."
"Alright, that's enough. I've got to go take a shower. I'm covered in blood and dirty lake water."
I left the teenagers in my room and went into the bathroom to take a shower. I could hear the psychic noise of the vase talking over the sound of the shower.
"Casey... Leon... Friends..." the vase said quietly.
I quickly finished my shower and changed into some new clothes. Then I walked back into my bedroom. The teenagers were sitting on my bed right next to the vase, talking to it.
"You're so cute," said Casey, stroking the vase.
"Cute... cute... cute... cute..." the vase said, vibrating against her hand.
"It really likes you," said Leon.
"I told you it was friendly. Let's get back to the Tower. Ace and Mona are waiting for us," I said.
"Goodbye," said Casey, lightly tapping the side of the spirit vase.
The teenagers followed me out of the apartment and we walked back to the Tower, chatting and laughing along the way.

The Pit, a mystical city overcast by pink and purple smog clouds, is the site of a chaotic free-for-all where criminals are drawn into an all-consuming battle for power and psychic materials. The people of the Pit are obsessed with the drug Nuke which is said to grant mysterious psychic powers. People live among rats, waste, and garbage. The story of the psychic criminal Ghost Knife begins here. In this dark and savage place, Ghost Knife must fight for his life!

The story of a psychic who will do anything to develop his powers.
Ruthless and predatory, he never holds back as he destroys everything in sight!

On this day. Under the leadership of a middle-aged man, the young men and women left the inn and came to the city gate. "My name is Luo Qingshuang. I'm your first examiner. Now, let's start the first assessment!"
"You all have to follow me until you arrive at the Seven Sword Sect! Those who will arrive five minutes later me at the sect gate, they will fail the examination."
"Start"
Luo Qingshuang turns around, rushed forward, it seemed that he was not in a hurry, but every step is a distance of ten meters, and 100 meters was covered in the blink of an eye.
The teenagers naturally didn't dare to waste time. They followed Luo Qingshuang and ran up. More than a hundred people suddenly formed a long straight line.
Luo QingShuang speed was definitely only the Body Refining 7th Layer level, but it was just the best of the Body Refining 7th Layer.
Body Refining 7th Layer is a qualitative leap. The Warrior endurance to achieve this realm will be greatly improved. If you run fully, you can maintain up to half an hour, but White Stone City is a hundred miles from the headquarters of Nine Spirits Sect. You must run for at least two hours!
This is definitely a double test of endurance and will!
In order to save power, no one talks along the way. Everyone is trying to make the best use of Spirit Qi in the body and never dare to waste it. Of course, with the exception of the Body Refining 9th Layer, their Spirit Qi is far from the 7th layer, and you don't have to worry about it.
Feng Yun did not say a word, also continues to run along with Luo Qingshuang.
Time is running fast, and an hour later, the cruel test begins!
Gradually, some people can't keep up with the team. But the speed of Luo Qingshuang is not slowed down. It has been in the initial state, leading the team forward, and soon the people who are left behind will disappear without a trace.
Ten, fifteen, twenty!
There are more, and more people left behind, and the rest are not too good. Everyone is gasping and sweat is rolling down.
Feng Yun has also long breath and 1st Layer sweat on his forehead. The reason why it is tired is entirely due to physical exertion. It is like a Warrior who does not sleep for three days and three nights. Spirit Qi is more abundant, but the body cannot afford it!
A few minutes later, there was a mountain in front. The top of the mountain was faintly visible, with several flags flying on the banner. The words Seven Sword on the banner fluttered in the wind.
It's coming soon!
The teenagers who had reached the limit long ago seemed to have eaten chicken. They suddenly felt a great spirit, and several people struggled to run, The mountain seemed to be not far away. In fact, there was more than 10 li's journey. Although the teenagers broke out, they were still followed-up by Luo Qingshuang.
By this time, more and more people have reached the limit, and they have fallen out of large units, but they are not without hope because after Luo Qingshuang stopped, they still have five minutes.
Finally, Luo Qingshuang stopped at the foot of the mountain.
After one or two minutes, others started to arrive at the sect gate.
These people ran to the finish line and immediately fell to the ground, and they're also some people that were tired of the lot, went straight to sleep. Some of them struggled to climb up and then set down on the knees to run the cultivation technique to restore Spirit Qi.
At the last moment, they have already consumed Spirit Qi, and they are running with the power of the body. It is almost desperate.
Five minutes passed quickly, Luo Qingshuang said without the slightest hesitation: "Go!"
He turned and faced a huge mountain gate. After respecting bowing to the sect, he took the teenagers to the mountain, and the teenager who came after him was blocked by an invisible force.
His body fluttered. He soon came to the middle of the mountain and took everyone into a very grand lobby.
"Old Luo, these are the people who pass the assessment?" Another middle-aged man came over. His body was slender, his face was a sly smile, and he seemed to speak very well. "One, two, three, four, five, six… 67, hey, the newcomer is not as good as the last year!"
Luo Qingshuang nodded, turned around, and said to the teenagers: "This is the examiner responsible for your second assessment, called Ye Xun. Passed the second assessment, you can follow Ye Xun if you failed Just come outside and come to me!"
After that, he strode forward and left the door.
"Well, come with me!" Ye Xun patted his hands and led the crowd to the depths of the lobby. After passing through a training field, he came to a long corridor and stopped.
The corridor is very wide, about three meters in the horizontal direction, and the length is 100 meters up and down but was empty now.
"This is your second assessment. It's very simple. If you get out of 50 meters, you will be passed. If you go out for ten meters ahead of 50 meters, you will get an extra reward point. The top three people will receive a certain reward." Ye  Xun indifferently said.
"There are iron puppets to test your combat power. The deeper you go, the more powerful the puppets became, you did not have to defeat all of them, you had to defend against them and go deeper." Ye Xun.
"You have a half-hour break now!" Ye Xun is quite human. He didn't start the second assessment immediately but gave everyone the time to rest. "I will demonstrate that the difficulty of this corridor lies in where!"
Everyone just quickly sat down to restore some Spirit Qi power.

Feng Yun was an ordinary young man who was unable to cultivate. One day, He got the inheritance of the Ancient Yang Demon Clan and a mysterious sword. With these he became a super genius and started his new journey from a small town to heaven, sweeping across the world, vying for the supreme existence.

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