Gao Wu: You broke off the engagement at my 100th birthday banquet, do you dare take my punch?

[Realm: Fifth Grade, Blood and Qi Strength: 39000 Jun, Spiritual Power: ??? (Host's current realm is too low to view)]

[Talents can be copied...]

Qin Changsheng quickly scanned the other party's panel.

really.

This middle-aged man's strength far surpasses that of the fourth-grade realm; he is a fifth-grade master among the three realms of spiritual cultivation!

"Grandpa, why have you slowed down?"

Seeing Qin Changsheng staring at him, Zhou Zhong laughed heartily and said, "I am Zhou Zhong, the commander of the 10,000-man squad of the Ninth Provincial Army and the Wanshen Sect Suppression Division. You seem to have an extraordinary aura. Do you dare to compete with me and see who kills more Wanshen Sect scum?"

"What is there to be afraid of?"

Qin Changsheng's killing intent surged, and his blood and qi surged like waves: "I originally thought that the attack by the Pantheon was a sudden incident, but it seems that it was actually a sting operation by the military."

As they were talking.

He didn't delay in making his move. With his current strength of qi and blood, it was practically a one-sided massacre against these second-grade Wanshen Sect warriors.

bang bang bang-

With each muffled thud, wherever Qin Changsheng's fist struck, the Wanshen Sect warriors were utterly powerless to resist. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Wanshen Sect warriors perished under his iron fist.

"Excellent boxing skills!"

Zhou Zhong gave a big thumbs up and began to speed up.

With the support of his mental strength, he was equally quick in killing the warriors of the Pantheon Sect.

Under the unstoppable leadership of the two, the morale of the crowd soared.

Ten minutes later.

Qin Changsheng unleashed a punch, shattering the head of the last Wanshen Sect warrior. The area around the convoy was littered with corpses, the stench of blood filling the air, a veritable sea of ​​blood and mountain of corpses!

"The old man is strong."

Zhou Zhong approached Qin Changsheng, a hint of surprise in his eyes: "I thought I was fast enough at killing enemies, but I didn't expect that I'm still a bit inferior to the old man."

"You flatter me."

Qin Changsheng's expression was calm and composed. His fighting style came from the battlefield of all races. It was the foundation of his fist techniques, forged in countless bloody battles. His moves never pursued anything fancy or routine; everything he did was aimed at killing the enemy.

In contrast, Zhou Zhong...

Although he was also a member of the military, his tactics were noticeably more flamboyant and his movements were elegant and unrestrained, but his efficiency in killing was still somewhat lacking.

"I have never heard of such a master in Jiangnan City."

Zhou Zhong's gaze was full of inquiry: "May I ask who this old gentleman is?"

"Just an old soldier."

Qin Changsheng smiled and brushed it off, then changed the subject: "Commander Zhou, let's first take stock of the casualties. The escort team of teachers and students for the exam suffered considerable casualties, and these are the foundation of our human race's future."

"The old man is right."

Zhou Zhong suddenly realized what was happening and awkwardly tugged at the corner of his mouth. He had been so caught up in the excitement of the fight that, as martial artists admire strength, witnessing Qin Changsheng's fluid and effortless slaughter of the Wanshen Sect martial artists had stirred his heart and made him forget about the important matter.

He beckoned to the military personnel.

soon.

The group sprang into action, and several military jeeps arrived one after another. Many people got out, some to rescue the wounded and others to collect the corpses of the Pantheon warriors.

When Qin Changsheng had a free moment, he came to Qin Yan.

"grandfather."

Qin Yan was covered in injuries, but he forced a smile.

"Well done."

Qin Changsheng raised his hand and patted the other man's shoulder, revealing a hint of satisfaction: "In this situation, you are not afraid of fighting and dare to step forward to protect your comrades. Qin Yan, I am very pleased with your performance."

Qin Yan's eyes lit up immediately: "Grandpa, you're not angry that I revealed my strength?"

"Strength is meant to be shown."

Qin Changsheng smiled calmly and said in a composed tone, "It is wise to conceal one's abilities in ordinary times, but it is foolish to cower and hide one's tail in a life-or-death situation."

The two were talking at the same time.

Zhou Zhong has already handled the overall situation well.

He took out a megaphone, scanned the crowd, and slowly announced, "All participants will be exempt from the first round of the martial arts exam and will advance directly to the next round. Those who hide in the back and do not fight will be eliminated."

These words were spoken.

All the students in the room were stunned for a moment.

The group that had accompanied Qin Yan into battle exchanged bewildered glances. After a moment of shock, their eyes lit up with excitement: "This...he's advanced? Passing the first round of the martial arts exam means at least a place in Jiangnan Martial Arts University. If they're lucky enough to advance to the second round, they might even get into the provincial martial arts university!"

Those who stayed in their cars and didn't go into battle were filled with regret.

"Damn it, why can't I be brave enough to stand up and step forward?"

"It's already obsolete?"

"It's unfair! Why should we be eliminated? We are the future of humanity. What's wrong with protecting ourselves?"

"If this wasn't a trap set by the military, but a genuine crisis, wouldn't we be throwing our lives away in vain?"

They quickly raised objections.

Even Liu Ruyan, who had remained silent, looked rather unpleasant.

Zhou Zhong seemed to have guessed this long ago, and sneered, "Hmph, a bunch of cowards, all talk and no action. If today's incident wasn't a sting operation by the military, but a genuine attack by the Pantheon, you would probably be the first to die."

The crowd remained silent.

Zhou Zhong continued loudly, "Today's events were arranged by the General Headquarters. Except for Jiangnan City, the martial arts examination routes of major provinces and cities have been leaked to the Pantheon Sect. Other candidates are also facing the same test."

"The situation on the battlefield of all races is severe this year, and the martial arts examination has undergone changes."

"The elimination rules were set by the Grandmasters. Anyone who disagrees is welcome to protest."

The words were spoken in a single sentence.

The entire room fell into dead silence.

Qin Changsheng raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't know the situation of the Myriad Races Battlefield yet, but he was not far from the fourth rank. Once he reached the fourth rank, he would have to go to the Myriad Races Battlefield to improve his strength.

and so.

It was also important for him to learn about the battlefield of all races in advance.

"Commander Zhou, I have some questions I'd like to ask you. Is it... convenient?"

Qin Changsheng glanced at Zhou Zhong without changing his expression.

"Please, sir."

Zhou Zhong immediately made a gesture of invitation.

Just now.

While the military personnel were cleaning up the battlefield, the group that brought Qin Changsheng over went up to Zhou Zhong and said a few words. Clearly, Zhou Zhong already knew that Qin Changsheng might be related to a Grandmaster, and his attitude was even more respectful than before.

"Use military vehicles to escort the candidates who are advancing to the next round; everyone else is to be dismissed."

Zhou Zhong gave an order to his men, then led Qin Changsheng to another military jeep.

"Is there anything you'd like to ask, sir?"

He stopped and looked at Qin Changsheng with curiosity.

"What is the current situation on the battlefield of all races?"

Qin Changsheng did not hide his purpose and asked directly, "I plan to enter the battlefield of ten thousand races in a few days. If Commander Zhou Wan knows any information, I can exchange it for cash or the merits of killing warriors of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect."

"Need not."

Zhou Zhong quickly shook his head: "You're too kind, sir..."