Mysterious journey

"My suggestion is, Galleon, you'd better choose the path that suits you best, instead of focusing on the strength of the school. The strength of the school will definitely have a certain positive impact, but the resources are allocated, and the qualifications are not enough. Of course, those who are good will not get many resources to practice, and they will waste their time and energy in vain. The gain outweighs the loss." Yage Duo said sincerely.

"That's true, but I am suitable for the energy weapon style of freezing radiation. I wonder which of them belong to this category?" Garen asked again. The information displayed on the map alone is not enough to make a choice. , the characteristics of the genre are not available on the Internet, and people who are not very familiar with many of the details have no way of knowing.

Yageduo looked at Gallon seriously and said.

"To be honest, Galleon, you are very good in actual combat. Since freezing radiation suits you, I will outline the schools that specialize in freezing radiation for you on the map. You can choose which one to join. The most important thing is what you are good at. I All transmitted to you."

"Well, thank you." Garen nodded.

"Thank you. I am too weak in actual combat. The actual combat experience you explained to us made me break out in a cold sweat. If you hadn't mentioned it first, I might have fallen into trouble once the fight started. We are complementary and mutually beneficial." He adjusted his glasses calmly.

He took Garon's map and quickly pointed out the names of the thirteen schools of frozen radiation. At the same time, he used his handheld computer to slightly correct the content on Garon's map so that the characteristics of these schools were the same. One shows up.

It can be seen that he is still new to the world and treats people very sincerely.

After a while, Garen took over the map and saw that it indeed showed thirteen specially marked genre competition venues.

"What are you doing?"

Not far away, a group of second-level young energy masters and a third-level energy master had a conflict, and the noise came here.

The third-level weapon master wore pigtails and looked very proud.

"It's just you wastes who want to come to Barton Island when you're only at Level 1 and Level 2? Just dream!"

This man did not release his energy weapon, but pounced on himself, and actually used a set of extremely skillful combination fighting skills. Respiratory organs similar to fish gills appeared on the back of his hands, and he continuously sprayed out light white air, instantly accelerating the explosive power. A punch can add two or three times the force immediately after it is punched.

Those first- and second-level weapon masters were just children and couldn't defeat him at all, and they were knocked to the ground in a short time. Many teenagers around were watching the fun and watching indifferently, but no one came to help.

This kind of thing happens everywhere here. In order to reduce the number of entries and reduce the number of competitors, some strong young martial arts masters simply hire stronger people to eliminate their competitors before playing outside.

Garen glanced around, basically memorized the map in his hand, and put it away carefully.

At this time, the slightly fearful gaze of the third-level weapon master who hit someone came over and fell on the three of Garen.

The rest of the people seemed to be watching the show.

Garen looked around and realized that the three of them in this area had powerful level 3 consciousnesses, and their path forward happened to be towards the place where the fight was taking place.

Many people here seem to have the same dressing style and have light yellow accessories on their bodies. They all seem to be locals. Others, like them, dress in different ways, and their consciousness levels are different. She is relatively tall and has a strange accent when speaking. It is obvious that most of them are from other places.

Garen discovered that it was not just the three of him, but most of the people who came from other places were at least level two or three, and on average they were much better than the locals.

"Stop looking and leave us." Yageduo said in a low voice.

The three of them had no intention of meddling in other people's business, which made the man who was fighting relax, smile in this direction, and turn around to leave.

There was a pile of participating martial arts masters who were all knocked unconscious on the ground.

After walking around for a while, Reese was the first to leave. The arena she wanted to go to was nearby.

The three of them exchanged the contact information on the master's key and agreed to contact each other later. Yagoduo also left alone. He was young and mature, seemingly introverted, but he had a high self-esteem and lofty ambitions, and he looked down on Ruisi. , On the contrary, he can treat Garen as equals. He was also very respectful in his words.

Gallon has experienced too much and met too many people. He has a very delicate sense of the subtle differences in attitude that Accord hides very well, but he doesn't say it out loud.

Time flies by in a hurry. Who knows what the development of Accord will be like in the future. He will never treat anyone with contempt or overlooking, especially a group like able mechanics who have terrible computing power.

After parting ways with the two of them, he directly followed the marked map to find the genre he wanted to go to, and it was also the genre competition venue selected on the map that was most suitable for him.

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On the right side of Xinghe Square, close to the outer wall, in front of a medium-sized sports arena, a long line of people was waiting for the venue assessor to register.

The team is still growing, and from time to time some people are kicked out and leave with their heads down with sad faces. Those who have been passed walk to the open space on one side of the field with pride or calmly, waiting quietly for the number of people to be full.

Two middle-aged men in white slender clothes stood at the edge and stared coldly at the surroundings. They wore signs on their chests, with the words Binghongliu clearly displayed on them.

Garen had been waiting in line for a long time, and now it was his turn.

Walking forward, he pressed the Mechanic's key in front of the registration examiner.

Buzz.

The key flashed, and the display computer screen in the examiner's hand immediately automatically displayed relevant information.

‘Garen, 21 years old, third-level energy master, general simplified version of NIS training method, origin: border. ’

"Level 3. Just passable." The examiner nodded and motioned for Garen to go and wait.

Garen breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to wait with a group of people who had passed. The Ice Rainbow Faction is one of the ten strongest sects under the three major sects. It belongs to the southern sect. The competition venues here are all primary tests, and there are secondary tests at the sect headquarters. The difficulty is moderate.

Garen chose here because his body's consciousness aptitude was not very good, mediocre at best. If he went to a better school, he would probably be rejected immediately, wasting his only quota.

There is only one quota per person per year. If you are denied this time, you will have to wait for a year next time. He didn't have the money or the time to waste so long.

It seems that one wave of assessments has already been carried out, and Garen and others are in the second wave.

Soon after half an hour, the number of people who came to register was already full, and those who still wanted to register could only wait for this wave of assessments to be completed. However, everyone is not in a hurry. Star Core Plaza is open most of the year. The big venues are opened immediately, while the small venues are always available. As long as you have the strength to pass, you can come any day.

Garen stood in the crowd, with the consciousness fluctuations of energy masters all around him. His third-level consciousness seemed inconspicuous here. Most of the people here were at the third level, and the remaining two were at the second level. , but they are all very young, only eleven or twelve years old at most. There is also a young man with level 4, holding his hands and closing his eyes to relax.

The registrar went up to the stage and put down a sign with the assessment rules written on it. Apparently he didn't even bother to say anything, so he pointed at the sign, sat down under the stage, and stopped moving.

The sign read: The second assessment - the knockout round, the top three will be selected in actual combat, and ranked according to the number of wins. Those who have won ten games in a row can also stay, and the rest should be returned.

The third assessment tests the limits of qualifications. Those with higher qualifications will stay and those with lower qualifications will leave.

Finally, participate in the general assessment competition, and those who rank into the top 100 will stay.

Very simple rules.

Soon two people came up on the stage, a fat man and a little girl. Each of them skillfully released their energy weapons. They were a giant spider as tall as one person and a flying swordfish. They are all elite templates. The spider's limbs are as sharp as blades, and it will spin silk to trap the opponent, while the swordfish will instantly explode and accelerate the piercing, which is terrifying. Constantly penetrating the flying spider webs.

The examiner put the computer up below and pointed the camera at the stage, seemingly recording.

Garen stood on the side, watching the battle, while paying attention to the two middle-aged men in white clothes on the side of the field. Those two people were obviously from Binghong, but they did not speak to the assessor at all, which made the assessment here The atmosphere was also somewhat solemn and tense.

"What the hell!" A skilled mechanic nearby couldn't help complaining.

Garen noticed that there were thirty contestants in one group, and as mentioned before, only the top three and those who had won ten games in a row were the only ones. As a result, competition is very fierce. And competing for the top three spots is naturally easier than winning ten games in a row.

There must be a spot for that fourth-level weapon master, and no one can compete with him.

And the remaining two positions.

Garen checked his things. He couldn't bring the biochemical pool, and it was still left in the Mechanic Master's Hidden Area. Except for the Mechanic Master's key, he didn't bring anything else with him.

He began to consider where his strength currently ranked among this group of people.

He can't use the biochemical beasts now. There is no test bed, and there are no ultra-micro beasts. He faces the same situation as many biochemical beasts. However, there is a dedicated public biochemical pool not far away, which can be used once for free. But time is not enough. The Ice Rainbow School mainly attacks auxiliary performance weapons and strengthens itself. Unless necessary, the best thing is to show off its own strengthening technology.

While the fight was going on above, Garen saw some energy masters coming out of the public biochemical pool. There were some floating objects that looked like flowers around him. The magician had various methods, and he didn't know what these floating objects were.

"Nine Dragon Beast!!!"

Suddenly, there was an uncontrollable exclamation in the distance, and a long roar like a rhinoceros came from afar. It caused people here to look in that direction.

"Nine Dragons?!" The examiner suddenly lost his color, stood up and looked in that direction, with a hint of envy on his face.