Douluo's dragon gun against the world

Lie Yan led Jun Xuehan to the gate of the talent training camp, and a middle-aged man in silver armor reached out to stop the two of them.

"Is this the child sent to the talent training camp?" The middle-aged man looked at Jun Xuehan quietly, and asked in a flat voice.

"Jekal, I sent him to the talent training camp by the young master's order. Here are his documents." Lie Yan took out a document and handed it to Jecal.

"Jun Xuehan, six years old, martial soul: Silver Dragon Spear, fifteenth-level attack system battle soul master, first soul ring: 500-year-old flaming scale python." Jecal read every word.

"Tsk tsk, you're still a genius!" Jekal's tone was very indifferent, and when he talked about genius, there was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"Do you have a letter from His Majesty the Pope? If not, you can take it back." Jekal looked at Lie Yan and asked indifferently.

"What do you mean?" Lie Yan's voice couldn't help being three points colder.

"Without a letter from His Majesty the Pope, no matter who orders it, the genius training camp will not accept it. With a letter from His Majesty the Pope, people can keep it, and you can go." Jekal put his hands behind his back, staring at the flames , the momentum did not give up.

"Hehe, very good, Jecal, look carefully, this is the letter from His Majesty the Pope." Lie Yan took out a letter from his body and threw it at Jecal.

Jekar reached out to catch the letter, and looked at it carefully. There were only four words on the letter, which were treated equally, and there was no other words.

"Okay, people can stay, you can go." Jekal put away the letter, and waved his hand at Lie Yan indifferently.

"Hmph!" Lie Yan snorted coldly, then turned and left.

Jecal looked at Jun Xuehan and said, "Boy, come with me."

After speaking, Jekal turned around and walked towards the talent training camp.And Jun Xuehan glanced at the direction Lie Yan left, and then followed Gerald into the talent training camp.

In the training camp, in Jecal's office.

"Boy, when you enter the training camp, you must strictly abide by the rules of our training camp. No matter who recommends you, no matter who stands behind you, you are treated equally here. You only need to know one thing. You must obey the order here, do you understand?" Jekal said lightly.

"Understood, instructor!" Jun Xuehan replied flatly, her voice was cold and without any emotion.

"Very good!" Jekal put his hands behind his head, put his feet on the table, and said, "Ella, take him to the dormitory where he rests, and start training tomorrow."

"Okay, instructor." Ella agreed, and left with Jun Xuehan.

Seeing the backs of the two leaving, Jekal chuckled lightly and said to himself, "It's really interesting that the people enshrined in the temple are actually sent to the talent training camp..."

The training camp is very large, and there are quite a few students. Roughly calculated, there are about a hundred people.And among these hundreds of people, there is not a single one who is not a genius, people with seventh level of innate soul power, here is just the bottom of the talent.

In the training camp, in the most conspicuous place, there is a huge wooden sign with three names on it, the first: Hu Liena, the second: Xie Yue, and the third: Yan.

Aila noticed Jun Xuehan's gaze, and slowly said: "The three names on that wooden board are the three best-scoring people who have ever walked out of the genius training camp, and they are also the representatives of the golden generation of geniuses in the Wuhun Temple. The records of the three of them in talent training have not yet been broken, so the wooden plaque will be placed in the most prominent position in the training camp."

Hearing this, Jun Xuehan looked at the wooden sign and muttered to himself, "Is there no one who can break it?"

Hu Liena won all three days.

Xie Yue, three days, nine wins and one loss.

Yan, three days, eight wins and two losses.

Looking at the results of the three of them, Jun Xuehan meditated quietly in her heart.He still doesn't know what time those three days represent, but according to his estimation, the complete victory in the back is the outcome of the competition among the students.

The dormitory building is not far away, and it is very big, so there are quite a lot of rooms, on average.Basically, four people share a dormitory equally.

The second floor, house number [-]!

Aila pushed the door open with her hand and said, "This will be your dormitory from now on. Someone will deliver the bedding to you later. You should familiarize yourself with it."

With that said, Ella turned and walked out.

"Okay, thank you." Jun Xuehan politely agreed, and walked into the dormitory.

The dormitory is very spacious, except for four beds and two wardrobes, there are only two desks, and the rest can be called empty.The dormitory is very clean,

It was spotlessly clean and had obviously been cleaned by someone else.

Among the four beds, three beds had bedding, obviously someone lived there, but the last bed was a bare wooden board, Jun Xuehan knew that it was his bed.

Finding a chair to sit down, Jun Xuehan put away his things, then sat down cross-legged in his own position, entering the state of meditation and cultivation.

The sun was setting, and in a blink of an eye, several hours passed.

The training in the training camp has also ended.

......

The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and three boys under the age of 12 walked in.

"Hehe, there's a newcomer here." A somewhat burly boy looked at Jun Xuehan who was sitting on the last bed, and let out a chuckle.Then he asked: "Boy, what level is your innate soul power, which sect, or is it a child in the family?"

Hearing the voice, Jun Xuehan withdrew from the state of meditation and cultivation, looked at the person coming, but said indifferently: "Young people, the soul power is not high."

A chuckle sounded in the room: "Among the common people, some people can enter the talent training camp. It's really novel. My name is Ban Zhuang, and I'm the boss of this dormitory. If someone bullies you on the second floor, you report it to me." The name will do."

Listening to Ban Zhuang's words, the other two students could not help but twitch the corners of their mouths, but they didn't say anything. Instead, they lay on their beds with an exhausted appearance.

Jun Xuehan just glanced at it, then withdrew her gaze, not paying much attention to what he said.

"Let me tell you, in the entire dormitory on the second floor, my strength can also be ranked in the top ten, so there is absolutely nothing wrong with you hanging around with me." Ban Zhuang looked at Jun Xuehan, very confident talking.

"There are three dormitories in total on the second floor. Counting him as a newcomer, there are a total of twelve people. You can't say that your strength can be ranked among the top ten on the second floor." A boy lying on the bed next to him , some couldn’t help complaining