Ultimate Devouring Evolution

Area A, the headquarters of the Warrior Association.

Although the headquarters of the Martial Artists Association is in the center of Area A, there are almost no other buildings around it.

Instead, it is surrounded by a huge green space of more than 20 square kilometers.

Seen from above, this green space is like an oasis among the dense buildings in the city.

Of course, these green spaces belong to the Warrior Association.

In the green space, there are various plants.

Many small animals shuttle among them.

The main building of the association headquarters is like an upside-down bowl.

The surface of the building is made of transparent materials, and the sky outside can be directly seen from the inside.

At the gate of the upside-down bowl is a huge humanoid statue more than 20 meters high.

In the hand of the statue, he held a most common long sword.

Zhang Fan came closer and looked at the writing on a stone tablet in front of the statue.

It shows: Martial Ancestor Zhang Xiaoming, the world's first cultivator. Although he failed to reach the level 4 quasi-warrior throughout his life, he opened a door for human beings. Let the individual and overall strength of human beings be greatly enhanced, so that they will not be destroyed by zombies and monsters.

"Uh……"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but complain about the name of the Martial Ancestor.

After all, you are also the first cultivator. With such an awesome identity, can't you have an awesome name?

Zhang Xiaoming?

Do you dare to be more casual?

Today's number one person, Spirit Warrior, is called Xie Yongqiang;

You, the first cultivator, are also called Zhang Xiaoming.

Is the name so casual in this era?

Just when Zhang Fan was complaining in his heart, someone behind him suddenly said in a rough voice: "Isn't it spectacular?"

Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at the man.

I saw that the person who came was a middle-aged man in his forties with a beard around his face.

On his shoulders was a giant sword, which looked heavy.

Next to him was a woman in her thirties who was also carrying a huge sword.

This woman is petite and pretty, and her figure is that of a devil.

But her gaze made Zhang Fan feel very familiar.

That's right, it's exactly the same as Zhuge Liang's eyes, full of arrogance.

After a little investigation, Zhang Fan knew that these two were warriors.

This woman has reached the level of warrior at the age of thirty.

It can be considered a genius.

Zhang Fan smiled at the man and nodded, "En."

The man asked Zhang Fan, "Your brother, are you also here to sign up?"

"Sign up? What's the name?"

Zhang Fan asked.

The man laughed and said, "The news was just released this morning. The Martial Artists Association plans to hold a Martial Arts Conference in order to discover newcomers and focus on training them."

Zhang Fan thought about it. He rushed to Area A after he got up today, and he really didn't bother to read any news.

"I haven't had time to see it yet."

Zhang Fan responded.

The man patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder and said, "A young man like you can't do without paying attention to new news and developments. Well, let me explain to you... Oh, yes, let me introduce myself, My name is Moxi. This is my little sister, named Mochou."

"elder brother!"

The woman next to her named Mo Chou said impatiently: "What do you have to say to a little quasi-warrior, and a brat?"

The strong man Mo Xi shook his head: "You can't judge by appearance. Although this little brother is young, maybe he has already reached the level of a warrior? Or is he a supernatural being?"

The woman Mo Chou curled her lips: "Just him? I'm afraid he's less than twenty years old, and he's still a martial artist? He's a genius if he can reach the sixth-level quasi-martial artist. Time, let's go."

As he spoke, he walked forward first.

But Mo Xi didn't take it seriously, and said to Zhang Fan: "Then let's talk as we walk."

Mo Chou turned her head, gave Mo Xi a blank look, ignored the two of them, and walked forward at a faster pace.

Mo Chou patted Zhang Fan's shoulder familiarly,

Said: "Don't worry, she has been spoiled by my parents since she was a child. Let me tell you about this martial arts conference. This martial arts conference aims to discover newcomers with potential and strength. When signing up, divide There are three groups: low level, intermediate level and advanced level.

"The quasi-warrior group from 1 to 5 is the low-level group. The 6-10 level is the intermediate group. The junior and intermediate warriors are the advanced group. As for the advanced warriors and above, they are all old men and will not participate in the competition.

"Each of these three groups has a champion. As long as you win the championship, there will be many benefits. Especially in our advanced group, it is said that the champion has many other rewards besides energy stones. And there is a Mystery reward."

When Zhang Fan heard this, his heart moved slightly.

Originally, he has been lacking in battles with warriors recently.

Now this advanced group consists of junior and intermediate fighters.

Participating in this kind of battle will definitely be very helpful to the breakthrough of those martial arts.

Not to mention the rewards.

Especially the mystery rewards.

No matter what, the word "mysterious" can always arouse people's curiosity.

When the man finished introducing Zhang Fan, they had already arrived in the hall of the Warrior Association.

Originally, in this world, technology is trembling, and online registration and the like are very convenient.

But because this registration requires scanning the retina and fingerprints to confirm the identity, people must register at the martial arts associations in various places.

In the hall, the low-level group set up five registration points, and there was a long queue of more than 20 meters in front of each registration point;

There is only one registration point for the intermediate group, and there is a long queue of more than 20 meters in front of the registration point;

Compared with the hustle and bustle before the entry point for the junior group and the intermediate group, the front of the entry point for the advanced group can be described as deserted.

Only three people signed up.

After all, the senior group is all warriors, and the total number of warriors in the entire safety zone is only more than 600.

After distributing to all 26 divisions, there are only a dozen or so people in each division.

At this time, Mo Xi, who was carrying the giant sword, had already been lined up behind the three people in the senior group, and in front of him was her younger sister, Mo Chou, the woman who was carrying the giant sword.

Such a petite woman was actually carrying a huge sword nearly two meters long and one foot wide, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

Then Mochou looked smug and didn't look at anyone.

But when she saw that Zhang Fan followed his brother to the registration point for the advanced group, she raised her chin towards the registration point for the low-level group: "That's where you should go, right?"

Zhang Fan shook his head.

Mo Chou was a little surprised.

Obviously, they didn't expect that Zhang Fan didn't belong to the low-level group.

Being less than twenty years old and being able to reach the intermediate group is already considered very talented.

Then Mo Xi laughed, patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder again, and said to his sister: "Hahahaha, look, I said, people should not be judged by their appearance. Don't look at the young brother, he is no longer a low-level group. Good job of!"

The look of surprise on Mo Chou's face disappeared, and the look of disdain returned to her face again.

"Even so, it's only the intermediate group. This is still not where you should come."

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