Global Trial: Awakening Twins At The Beginning

A white-haired old man was standing aside. He was the person in charge of the entrance of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield. His name was Li Daosheng, and he was a supreme powerhouse.

Seeing the guards coming back, Bai Cang glanced at Ling Chen: "Is this the first time you have come to the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield?"

Ling Chen nodded: "It's the first time."

"Do you know the danger of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield?"

"Understood!" Ling Chen nodded.

"Okay." The old man stepped forward and patted Ling Chen on the shoulder, "Be careful and come back alive!"

"En!" Ling Chen nodded, "Thank you, senior."

"Go! There will be special personnel over there to meet you!" Mr. Li Dao waved his hand, signaling Ling Chen to leave quickly.

Ling Chen nodded, turned around and walked into the teleportation array.

In Setsuna who stepped into the teleportation array, Ling Chen felt a blur in front of his eyes, and in the next second, Ling Chen disappeared in place.

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The battlefield of ten thousand races, the territory of the human race.

At the teleportation formation, several guards were lying on the side and taking a nap.

Suddenly, the teleportation array lit up, they were awakened, and a figure walked out from the teleportation array.

"It's been a long time since there's a newcomer..." A guard looked at Ling Chen and muttered to himself.

Several other people also opened their eyes and looked at Ling Chen carefully. Immediately, there was also a trace of surprise in their eyes.

Ling Chen's realm is really too low, he only has one platinum star.

Isn't it courting death to come to the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield? ! It seems that another big family came to gild the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

Thinking of this, the guards looked at Ling Chen with contempt.

Ling Chen naturally noticed their eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at them indifferently.

A tyrannical aura burst out from his body, and a group of guard-level guards were all shocked. This aura was actually stronger than them.

A few people suddenly became embarrassed. They didn't expect the young man in front of him to hide his secrets. He smiled embarrassedly, punched Ling Chen, and nodded to express his apology.

Ling Chen didn't bother to argue with them, and walked straight towards them.

"Your Excellency, please stay! This is our faction token. Only members of our clan can wear it. If the token senses the breath of a foreign race, it will glow."

Seeing Ling Chen approaching, the leading guard handed the badge to Ling Chen.

Ling Chen put away his waist badge and continued to walk forward.

The guard hurriedly followed, and opened respectfully.

He said, "Your Excellency, please follow me."

Ling Chen nodded and let the guard lead him into a spacious corridor.

At the end of the corridor was a huge palace. Walking out of the gate of the palace, a huge square appeared in front of Ling Chen.

Stepping out of the gate of the palace, a gust of cool wind blows, making people feel extremely comfortable and comfortable.

Right in front of the square, there is a huge round stone tablet, engraved with three large characters on the stone tablet, "Monument of the God of War!"

Beside the stele, there are several guards, each of whom has reached the level of a city guard.

Stepping on the stone slabs of the square, Ling Chen found that the whole square is on a huge open-air towering mountain platform, and endless mountains and clouds can be seen in the distance.

There are many palaces around the square, and each palace has its own special function.

"Hall of merit..." "Hall of rewards..." "Hall of missions..." etc.

The easy-to-understand names made Ling Chen instantly understand the functions of these halls.

On the square, there were several stall owners sitting cross-legged on the ground and setting up their stalls.

The stall owners yelled in unison, and the strong men who passed by didn't even look at it, and rushed towards the teleportation array to the east.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ling Chen's eyes showed a strange look, how could this scene look familiar.

"New here?" Seeing Ling Chen stunned on the spot, a chubby guy beside him touched Ling Chen with his elbow, and then put his elbow on Ling Chen's shoulder with a familiar look.

Ling Chen glanced at Xiaopang at the side, and said indifferently: "What's the matter?"

"Hey, my name is Wang...Little Fatty, I'm a...casual cultivator. Hearing about the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, I came directly here with enthusiasm, how about you?" Xiaopang asked with a simple and honest smile.

Ling Chen's expression became weird, what about cheating ghosts? ! Loose practice can let you in.

"My name is Ye Kang, I'm from Wuda, the capital of magic..."

Ling Chen thought for a while and replied.

"You are also here to enter the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield? What a coincidence, I am too! Together?" Wang Xiaopang rolled his eyes and said, "Don't worry, I am very familiar with the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, and I will definitely help you. "

Ling Chen stared straight at Xiaopang, as if wanting to see something wrong from his face.

"Why are you looking for me? I'm a newcomer." The corners of Ling Chen's mouth curled up, it seemed that there was something wrong with this little fat man.

Xiaopang smiled, and said: "I just want to make friends with you. Let's get to know each other! In the future, on the battlefield of ten thousand races, whoever encounters difficulties, don't be polite, and help each other out!"

"Speak human language!"

"Ahem...Brother Ye," Xiaopang lowered his voice, "I have a family heirloom that can detect other people's luck. I just saw that your luck is flying nine days! I feel that you are A real dragon."

As he said that, Xiaopang took out a parchment scroll from his arms, "This is a map of the battlefield of ten thousand races, with many marks drawn on it, and this is also our ancestral map. Hehe, Brother Ye, look..."

Wang Xiaopang handed over the sheepskin roll.

Ling Chen glanced at it, and there are indeed some places marked on it, and there are detailed introductions to these places.

"How did your ancestors find out?" Ling Chen asked curiously, "If I remember correctly, it has only been forty years since the rise of martial arts!"

"Uh..." Xiaopang was taken aback, "My grandpa...cough, it was passed down from my grandpa, and it has been passed down to my two generations."

Too lazy to pay attention to Xiaopang, Ling Chen checked the system directly.

[Wang Yingjun: Diamond-level seven-star (999999/70000000)]

[Loyalty: 59 (unrecruitable)]

Just a few minutes away, Ling Chen glared at Xiaopang, "Yes! Let's go together!"

Wang Xiaopang scratched his head in confusion, wondering why Ling Chen gave him such a stare.

"Hey hey, follow me, we'll cover you!" Ling Chen didn't hide his aura of strength, obviously feeling that Ling Chen was only at the platinum level, Xiaopang patted his chest like a big brother and said.

Ling Chen smiled faintly: "Really? I'll leave it to you after that."

"Don't worry!" Xiaopang smiled, ecstatic that he found a mascot for himself, this is the son of luck!

Don't look at the fact that you don't seem to be strong now, maybe you have encountered some opportunity and made it to the sky? !

"Let's go, let's go directly to pick up the mission!" Fatty took Ling Chen to the mission hall.

"Tsk...Little Fatty, at least let someone else do the newcomer mentoring!"

The stall owner at the side saw Xiaopang dragging the newcomer to do the task, and squeaked.

"What do you do to guide newcomers, we are the team of masters and skip it!"