Aura Recovery: Activate the Sacrifice System at the beginning

Dormitory No. 7001 for first-year freshmen.

After finding his nest, Chang Yi was about to go in.

Whoa!
A group of ragged, weather-stained freshmen rushed in from the door of the dormitory, and some of them were wrapped in bandages, looking like mummies.

"What happened to you?"

After hearing the question, the freshmen also noticed Chang Yi.

Instantly cast envious eyes on it.

"University bully, we are miserable!"

"Yeah, you broke through as a martial artist early on, and you have no idea what the content of our ultimate trial is."

"Zhanzheng Academy is simply inhumane. We have been tortured by aliens for seven days."

Chang Yi frowned, he had guessed before.

The content of this extreme test was exactly as he thought. These people had all gone to seek stimulation from other races.

"Are you all warriors?"

More or less, Chang Yi was a little surprised.

Nima's, there must be help from drug resources to succeed. I don't know if these forces are enjoyed for free, or they are borrowed from the school.

When these people heard his words, they all looked at each other and smiled.

"Hahaha, a top student is a top student."

"Indeed, we are all warriors now, and we have already caught up with your realm."

Chang Yi smiled inwardly, and didn't try to dismantle the stage.

It's not easy for them either. When the assessment will be held, I will be the last to appear on the stage, so that they can enjoy themselves for a while.

He patted the shoulders of the people in front of him.

Chang Yi encouraged: "That's right, you are all the arrogances of the Institute of Warfare, you have great potential, you're awesome!"

Hearing the affirmation from Zeng Xueba, these guys felt very happy, even those who were injured felt less pain.

Chang Yi cooperated with the crowd to be joyful, bragging about each other.

"Drip drip!"

Until everyone's personal terminal beeps.

After opening it, Yang Yiming's long-lost figure appeared on the projection screen.

"All go to practice room No. 57602, the first assessment test for admission will start immediately."

The personal terminal was closed, and everyone, including Chang Yi, took action one after another.

Come to the training room that Yang Yiming mentioned.

"What the hell!"

"Mom!"

"Fuck!"

There was a crowd of people in the arena, and they were so shocked that they were collectively speechless.

They are all here, the freshmen of this year's Zhanzheng Academy, from every class, including those local candidates.

There are more than 500 people, almost every one of whom is a warrior.

They are only 18 years old!

This is the School of War!
Chang Yi took a deep breath in his heart, and under the influence of the atmosphere, he also felt a sense of pride.

"Class A, first grade, gather here!"

"Class B come here!"

"For the local candidates, I will warn you again this year, don't come over here after the test."

Seeing that it's almost time for people to come, all the teachers leading the class, stand up and integrate the team.

Hearing Yang Yiming's words, Chang Yi and the others gathered there.

Halfway through, a figure appeared in front of him.

It was the local candidate, Zhao Ming, whom he met during the test of combat power.

Zhao Ming had remembered Chang Yi's appearance before, and his goal today was to compete with this proud test king.

The moment Chang Yi came to the practice room, he noticed it.

Seeing that the place Chang Yi was going to was not where the local candidates gathered, he felt dissatisfied, so he stopped him.

"Are you avoiding me?"

Body meal.

Chang Yi was speechless, why did this dude stick to me?
I'm really not a test king!
"Zhao Ming, right? I'm really not a local candidate, let alone a test king, so hurry up and get out of the way."

Zhao Ming was furious.

"Do you think that you are number one anyway, so why don't you just go to this group of people and mess around? Don't be too crazy. I'm already a sixth-rank martial artist. It's not certain who will be the number one!"

"Ugh……!"

Often easy to support the forehead.

I have mastered martial arts at a young age, and I can still cut sword energy, and there is Chifeng!
Although this man is mentally ill, his temper is not bad.

If it was Zhang Long, Chang Yi would have just passed by.

"I'm really convinced of you!"

Seeing that everyone else in class A has assembled, this guy still doesn't give way.

Chang Yi shook his head and waved to Yang Yiming.

"Hey, Teacher Yang, this guy won't let me pass."

Yang Yiming also noticed the situation here, and Wen Xun rushed over immediately.

"what happened?"

He stared at Chang Yi and asked, then looked at Zhao Ming.

Chang Yi rolled his eyes, pointed with his hand, and said, "He insisted that I was a test king."

Yang Yiming frowned and stared at Zhao Ming.

"Are you a local candidate? Go back to where you should be. Chang Yi is a student in my class."

Zhao Ming turned pale with shock when he heard this.

"How is it possible, how is it possible that his strength is not a local candidate, impossible, absolutely impossible, he is clearly the king of the test."

He stared blankly at Chang Yi, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he murmured over and over again.

A genius with a combat power of 613 is not a local candidate?

Liars are not so perfunctory.

That's how he dared to believe it.

"Teacher, you must have misunderstood the information. If he is not the test king, where is the test king?"

Yang Yiming shook his head.

Although Chang Yi is the only one among all the freshmen this year who became a warrior before the college entrance examination as a civilian.

But he has been teaching at his war academy for many years, so he still knows Tianhua City very well.

The so-called test king of each local examinee must be at least a fifth-rank martial artist.

"The news I got is that the Kaowang you mentioned, whose surname is Li, may still be hunting aliens outside the city, and Chang Yi is a student in my class. Believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me, let's go!"

No longer dawdling with the juniors, Yang Yiming led Chang Yi back to the team directly.

Look at the backs of the two.

Zhao Ming was alone in a daze, and when he walked towards the local candidates, he still couldn't stop talking to himself.

"Wrong, definitely wrong, his combat power is so high...how could it be..."

Chang Yi, who returned to the team of Class A, was in a good mood, so he didn't have time to care about Zhao Ming's thoughts.

After today's incident, a large amount of points will be credited.

At that time, he will go to the trading point outside the city and buy some aliens to chop up and sacrifice. Maybe he will be able to open his veins.

"Hehe...I didn't expect you to be able to laugh."

Chang Yi turned his head and saw that it was Zhang Long.

"It's been a long time!"

Looking at this squirming face, while Chang Yi was feeling emotional, he had to admit in his heart that his hands were a little itchy.

Zhang Long doesn't even have a B number, and he has the usual masterful smile on his face.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, I have applied for a large amount of warrior points from my family to purchase resources, and now I have cultivated my skills to the third level."

Chang Yi rubbed his hands together and didn't speak.

Zhang Long thought he was covering up his inner inferiority complex, and said even more rampantly:
"It only takes half a day for me to adapt to the aura in my body, and I can immediately break through to a third-rank warrior. What is it like to be a third-rank warrior? How can you compete with me from a small place?"

"Before you actually wanted to hurt both me and me, and affect my practice of exercises, hahahahaha... country bumpkins... are country bumpkins..."

"Snapped!"

A loud slap suddenly sounded.