Practicing ten thousand times increase, I became a nightmare for all races!

If the senior recommended him in every possible way, but he failed the assessment himself, then he might lose face among the sword-wielding people.

Fang Hancheng's complexion finally improved.

He patted Jiang Li on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

"Xiao Wu, go to bed early and accept the mission at the Sword Bearer Square tomorrow. Your missions are all top secret, even I don't know about them, so don't tell others."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Jiang Li nodded secretly.

Then I started to recharge my energy, and I must get this quota of energy baptism!

..........

Day two.

Early in the morning, Jiang Li walked towards the center of Crystal City, where the Sword Bearer Square is.

All the way.

The whole city seemed a little lonely. After all, although many sword bearers had residences in the headquarters, they were not permanently stationed in the headquarters.

Look into the eyes.

In the center of the city, a huge stone sword rose into the sky, exuding a heavy historical atmosphere.

It is said that it was made after the sword of the founder of the sword holder.

"Execute the sword of punishment, and cut down demons and monsters!"

The words of the high school principal back then were still ringing in his ears, and against the backdrop of the terrifying giant sword in front of him, Jiang Li was a little fascinated.

He has come to the central square.

The sword intent emanating from the giant sword startled him, and he remembered the past.

on the square.

Hundreds of people gathered scattered, all three-star swordsmen who participated in this assessment, men and women, old and young, but what they have in common is that they all have an extraordinary temperament and a strong aura.

Obviously, neither is weak.

"Jiang Li?"

A startled voice sounded, interrupting Jiang Li's thoughts.

Jiang Li turned his head to look.

Then I saw an old acquaintance, Si Kongyang!

This [-]-star swordsman who showed great power in the mock exam has also been promoted to a [-]-star swordsman, and he doesn't seem to be weak.

But at this moment, his face was completely stunned.

"It's really you!"

After seeing Jiang Li, Si Kongyang couldn't believe his eyes.

He knew what he was here for today.

Jiang Li appeared here in the assessment for the [-]-star swordsman to compete for the spot for the energy baptism, so there is only one possibility, that is, he is also a [-]-star swordsman!

The little soldier who was more than two months ago is now on the same level as him?

God, are you kidding me? !

He felt a sense of confusion, and there were turbulent waves in his heart, and he couldn't calm down.

"Lord Sikong."

Seeing an acquaintance, Jiang Li also had some joy in his eyes. Speaking of it, Si Kongyang chose him for the first part of Thunderbolt Destroyer.

So he has a good sense of Sikong Yang.

"Don't...don't call me Lord Sikong anymore, you are also a three-star swordsman now..."

Sikong Yang smiled wryly.

I have never seen such a monstrous existence, and Mu Qingxue, who was so powerful back then, has never been so perverted.

A strange feeling rose in his heart.

His eyes flickered faintly.

"Then I'll call you Big Brother Sikong." Jiang Li didn't think much about it, since Sikong Yang was nearly ten years older than him, so calling him Big Brother didn't hurt.

"I didn't expect that there are so many three-star sword bearers in the sword bearer headquarters."

Seeing the sword bearers coming one after another, Jiang Li said with emotion.

Sikong Yang managed to recover a little calm.

Then he said:

"This is not all the three-star swordsmen. Some of them have no background or are not strong enough to participate."

Jiang Li was speechless secretly, which meant that among the sword holders, there were at least a thousand three-star sword holders.

It's scary.

The two chatted for a while, and soon, everyone was there.

As the hour hand points to eight o'clock.

The huge stone sword standing in the central square suddenly burst into astonishing light. Immediately afterwards, fragments of light flew out of the sword and landed on everyone.

Form a brand.

at this time.

A loud voice resounded through the sky:

"Attention all three-star swordsmen, this assessment is limited to three days. Within three days, rankings will be made according to the number and rank of emperor-level beasts killed, and the top [-] will be eligible for energy baptism!"

"The brand marks on your body will show the location of the emperor-level beast in real time. Every time you kill one, it will guide you to the location of the next beast."

"Everyone, work hard!"

After that, the loud voice fell silent.

There is no need to exhort too much. After all, the three-star swordsmen are all strong outside, and everyone is not a child.

All three-star swordsmen turned and left, their eyes full of fighting spirit.

This opportunity for energy baptism is very rare, and the battle emperor level powerhouse can also take this opportunity to go one step further.

"Jiang Li, where is your first location?"

Sikong Yang next to him seemed to have no intention of asking.

Jiang Li was surprised, the relationship between him and Si Kongyang didn't seem to be this close yet, and his brother's exhortation was still in his ears, so he smiled slightly and just pointed to Dongfang.

"Sorry, it's me, Meng Lang."

Si Kongyang patted himself on the head and came to his senses.

Then he patted Jiang Li on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Come on, fight for a place where both of us can get energy baptism."

Jiang Li nodded and said:

"You too."

After that, he turned and left.

Looking at Jiang Li's back, Si Kongyang's eyes flickered slightly, feeling the mania in his body that was gradually becoming uncontrollable, and finally made up his mind.

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Si Kongyang rushed out of the Sword Bearer's headquarters in a fighter plane.

But he didn't immediately look for the emperor-level beast on his brand, but instead landed the fighter plane on a remote island.

Sikong Yang breathed out lightly, as if he was struggling.

at last.

A look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he dialed a number that was encrypted in layers.

An arrogant and wanton laughter suddenly came from the opposite side:

"Tsk tsk tsk, Sikong Yang, last time I was seriously injured, I thought you were ready to sacrifice yourself, but I didn't expect you to be nothing more than that!"

That young man's face had fine lines of purple lines, and his arrogance was overwhelming. It was Zhao Lian who had just experienced the baptism in the blood pool of ten thousand beasts not long ago!

His face was full of teasing.

Looking at Si Kongyang's expression is like watching a prey struggling in a fishing net.

Sikong Yang, a well-known genius among sword bearers.

A few years ago, when he was out on a mission, he was forcibly captured by the red-clothed elder Xu Gang of the Myriad Beast Cult, and he was even injected with the blood of a special ferocious beast by some special means.

Very stealthy.

It is necessary to subtly transform it into a beast warrior, so as to break into the sword holder!

This is a great attempt by the Beast Cult.

It turned out to be a success.

From the very beginning, Sikong Yang was furious, resisted, desperate, and even thought about committing suicide or reporting to the sword-wielding high-level, but in the end, the fear of death gradually sank him down.

All kinds of methods concocted by the Beast Cult made him have to obtain inhibitors to suppress the beast's blood in his body.

He didn't want to become that kind of monster that was neither human nor beast.

Sikong Yang clenched his fists, his eyes were full of gloom, if he wanted to say who he hated the most among the beast warriors, it would undoubtedly be Zhao Lian in front of him.

It was he who set the trap at the beginning, which led to his being captured, and thus embarked on such a road of no return.

"Zhao Lian, your time of death has arrived."

Sikong Yang snorted coldly.

Zhao Lian laughed for a moment, a little confused, then heard Si Kongyang continue:

"Guess who I saw today? Jiang Li."

Zhao Lian's spirit was shaken, violent killing intent appeared in his eyes, and the purple animal patterns on his face squirmed, looking extremely ferocious.

Originally, he wanted to hunt Jiang Li with the three-leaf snake birthday flower as bait.

As a result, he couldn't go there in person because of the baptism in the Blood Pool of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Not only ruined a branch of the Beast Cult, but also half-dead by Jiang Liqi.

Moreover, Jiang Li's terrifying potential made him even more terrified, and he wished he could get rid of it quickly.

"That brat also joined the sword bearer? Is he already the king of war? Where is he now?"

Zhao Lian said repeatedly.

Si Kongyang sneered:

"War King? Jiang Li's talent is rare in the world. Now he is a three-star swordsman, and his strength is not inferior to you and me. Give him a little more time, and killing you is like killing a chicken!"

Zhao Lian was shocked.

How long has it been.

That kid actually has the terrifying combat power of the Emperor of War?

hiss!

He took a deep breath in his heart, only felt an endless chill rise up, and his body was a little stiff!

"Kill him! Kill him! Must kill him! Don't give him another chance to grow!"

"This son is definitely a confidant of the Beast Cult!"

Zhao Lian's face was more ferocious than ever!

Jiang Li's potential made him terrified.