Global Cards: I Create the Oriental Mythology Card Group

Night fell.

In another group of "tombstones" in the training base.

About twenty students, wearing the uniforms of the city's high schools, were gathering in front of the street lamp, discussing something in low voices.

"I really don't understand why the school asks those key classes to make up the quota... This training has not started yet, so much is discounted."

The young man with dyed red hair and a school uniform wrapped around his waist was full of displeasure: "They better hope that their stretching performance will not affect the comprehensive training results of No. 2 Middle School, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what..."

The girl with a high ponytail next to him gave him a hard look, and signaled him not to talk nonsense: "Shen Fei, people from other schools are here, so be careful what you say, and don't embarrass the school."

"I see, Squad Leader Zhao."

The red-haired young man called "Shen Fei" curled his lips and leaned against the street lamp with his arms folded.

Although there was still a bit of resentment on his face, he obediently closed his mouth and listened attentively to the words of the two students wearing Taoli Middle School uniforms beside him.

"I heard that the people from No. 3 Middle School arrived a day earlier than us. At their level, after this wave of 'meeting ceremony', I'm afraid the whole army will be wiped out."

"Then you're overthinking it. As far as I know, the new principal of the No. 3 Middle School is a down-to-earth ruthless character. He said that he once struggled among the dead-people in the Qingshan Secret Realm.

The province bought his face, not only increased investment in No. 3 Middle School, but also took the initiative to arrange for its own children to teach and enroll in school. The third middle school is now at least no worse than our Taoli..."

"That's it..."

"Okay, don't talk about those useless things, let's think about how to get through the current level."

Hearing this, everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look in the direction of the "tombstone" group.

Under the dim light, there were no less than fifty hideous ghostly shadows standing by the windows of the small villas.

They have different shapes, some are covered with pus, some have three heads on their necks, some have twisted limbs, and some are burly.

The only common feature is that their eyes are full of human cunning and deep-rooted hatred.

To put it bluntly, it is extremely aggressive.

This point is different from the "old six" who was used to dodging and sneaking attacks that the third middle school students met last night.

It is this ferocity of wanting to chew even the bones of the people, which caused these students from No. 1 Middle School, No. 2 Middle School, Taoli High School and other high schools who have not experienced war to suffer "heavy losses".

And the rest of the people who are alert and powerful, that is, these people at the moment, decisively abandoned the relatively small "group of tombstones" and came to this relatively empty area, preparing to start a head-to-head confrontation with the evil spirits contest.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the other party has changed from the previous "bad wolf" style.

He just stood quietly by the window of the villa and watched them silently, and did not choose to chase them out.

In this situation, it seems that their group of top students from various high schools and the hope of the future of the league are more like sheep surrounded by wolves.

"It was so impulsive."

As "one of the wolves", Ji Nian made a comment.

At this moment, he was staying on a hillside not far from the "tombstone group", silently watching every move of the "prey" below.

Just when a gust of cold wind blows, the white man with the mourning stick in Wuchang's hand is gently brushed away, and the clouds also disperse.

The cold moonlight emerged, shining brightly on the paper man's body with blood-red cheeks and pale face, strange and frightening.

And Ji Nian, sitting on the dark red longevity material carried by such a strange team, with a big horse and a golden sword, full of aura.

The mountain ghost Huaqian hanging on the chest also reflects strange brilliance under the moonlight, adding a bit of majesty.

Coupled with his "one-eyed villain" outfit, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a villain traveling.

"It's still the kind that can't survive three chapters." Ji Nian couldn't help complaining: "If the author is capable of water, thirty chapters is also possible."

After complaining, he looked into the distance and carefully observed the area below.

He didn't come out to wander around in the middle of the night yesterday.

Strolling around, I basically have a certain understanding of all areas of this training base.

And here is the best place where he can gain insight into the overall situation after careful research.

Sitting here, the entire area below is unobstructed:

"Group of tombstones", students standing next to street lamps, a group of people lying in the grass...

"etc?"

Ji Nian, who was keenly aware of the strangeness, turned his head subconsciously, and saw about a dozen guys in various autumn clothes lying on the grass with their buttocks pouted on a hillside not far away.

A guy with a strong physique, as strong as a cow, seemed to be unbearable to be infested by insects that were not dead in early autumn. After muttering a few words, he stood up abruptly and patted his clothes.

This move scared the people around him enough, and after realizing it, he hurriedly dragged him down.

Someone seemed to take the opportunity to swear a lot of nasty words, which almost made the guy as strong as a bull rise up and beat him up.

"What idiot?"

Ji Nian made a casual remark, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked for a good light and angle, and clicked on the crowd who were pouting their buttocks.

Then forward it to Su Wen's WeChat: "Mr. Su, are they also the ones you found?"

Message sent successfully.

But a few minutes passed, and there was still no response.

Filled with doubts, he had no choice but to put away his mobile phone, turned his head to look at the people lying in ambush in the grass, his eyes could not help flickering slightly.

With his keen intuition, he always felt that something was wrong.

But now that the situation is unclear, he can only adapt to the situation and act on the spot.

"This training base has layers of arrangements from the Card Creator Association, and it is basically impossible for outsiders to enter. Even if there are, they are deliberately put in, and there is no need to pay attention to them. My current main task is to find a way to take down the top guys. born."

After the brainstorm, Ji Nian took out a bottle of mental potion from his pocket, took a sip, tried to adjust his state, and then waited quietly.

Waiting for the best time to come.

That's it, I don't know how long it will be.

The group of high school students who had been on high alert for a long time finally began to show signs of exhaustion, but the evil spirits in the "tombstone group" seized this gap and came out in full force!

In an instant, the dense yin energy wrapped around him turned into billowing black clouds, coming with the momentum of a sea tide.

This horrifying scene also made the students dare not fight recklessly.

He hurriedly backed away, trying to distance himself from the evil spirits, and then counterattacked.

But just as they retreated to a step, the leading student from No. 1 Middle School turned serious and stopped.

Then everyone raised their heads, and saw a tall and thin figure with a pale face and a wry smile standing on the platform at the end of the steps.

Beside him, there was a coffin with a strong corpse smell, and a man in a black and red uniform of the Fusion School was sitting on it with a big horse and a sword.