Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

"CNYS-013..."

Chen Yan was in his room. The file bag given to him by Mr. Yue was now opened by him and he took out the paper documents inside.

Submit a letter, "Top Secret."

Secret, secret, top secret, these are the file levels within the Yanguo Brotherhood, and the "top secret" level is the highest level of confidentiality.

CNYS-013 is the preliminary name of this destination, located in the Shennongjia area. CN is naturally the abbreviation of Yan Kingdom; YS is the pinyin abbreviation of Isu; and 013 is the number. CNYS-013 means the th excavation site of Isu ruins in the Yan Kingdom.

The person accompanying her is named Lara Croft.

Of course Chen Yan knew the meaning of this name. The heroine of the "Tomb Raider" series was named an archaeologist but was actually a tomb destroyer. The tombs she visited basically collapsed wherever she went. This made Chen Yan a little worried.

However, according to the information in hand, there is a high probability that there is a mysterious Isu artifact in this ruins, and it is an artifact left by the Isu people in the Yan Kingdom in ancient times.

The country of Yan once had a dark history. When it was invaded by foreign enemies, many tombs were excavated by foreign enemies and national treasures were lost. The Isu gene in Tang Wu came from "Xingtian", and it was very likely that it was reversely extracted from the residue of the national treasure that was taken away at that time.

In the tombs excavated by foreign enemies in the Yan Kingdom, there may be "relics of the Isu civilization" from the ancient times of the Yan Kingdom. Therefore, since the Yan Kingdom was reunified and gradually developed, the archaeological expedition team of the Yan Kingdom Brotherhood has been working hard to explore the Isu ruins in the Yan Kingdom. This time, the Isu ruins are already the thirteenth one to be excavated. Field.

Chen Yan felt that his head was a little swollen. The information provided by Mr. Yue was very sufficient. It even included some archaeological records and related annotations from two books of the Yanguo scientific expedition team. The content was very complicated and Chen Yan could not digest it at once. .

Fortunately, there was still a week left before departure. In addition to training, Chen Yan decided to take time to research the information.

After all, he prefers to use his muscles rather than his brain.

He seems to have figured out the secret to cutting iron with his sword energy. Now, he can already leave small scratches on iron lumps with his sword energy. However, it is still far from Yuan Ding's requirements.

Chen Yan is not in a hurry, because he knows that his qualifications are "ridiculously poor", so he can only make up for his shortcomings by working hard.

However, Yuan Ding didn't seem to think so.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a rhythmic knock on the door. Chen Yan raised his head in confusion, then got up and opened the door. Now, is it one o'clock in the morning? Who will come at this time?

Behind the door, Yuan Ding's old face could be seen, the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

After a busy day at work, Yuan Ding wanted to comfort Chen Yan when he learned that Chen Yan had gone to the training ground for a few hours after he came back. After all, he knew that his request was a bit outrageous.

However, when Yuan Ding went to the training ground to replace Chen Yan with a new Tie Tuozi to use as a target, he saw subtle scratches on the Tie Tuozi.

Those are scratches or "nicks" that can be observed with the naked eye.

A person on duty who did not want to be named said that he heard a strange scream at the training ground that day, which seemed to be shouting about "extra training."

So, there is the current scene.

Yuan Ding's face was livid and the corners of his mouth were twitching. In Chen Yan's eyes, it was a sign of "hating iron but not steel".

And Yuan Ding did not live up to his expectations, and said the classic line with a strange expression: "It took a long time to achieve this little result in ink, are you satisfied now? Practice more! You must practice more!"

"Yes! Coach! I'm going to the training ground now!" Chen Yan stood up seriously, put away the information on the table, trotted out of the room, and then turned into a silver stream of light.

Yuan Ding let out a long breath and glanced at the file bag that Chen Yan had collected with a serious look in his eyes: "Lao Yue... he gave me too little time..."

"There is no other way...I can only shorten this brat's rest time."

With that said, Yuan Ding walked into the room, sighed, closed the door, pushed open the window in Chen Yan's room, and then fled out of the window.

You know, that's the 6th floor.

Under the moonlight, a silver stream of light sprang out from the door of the hostel of the Yanguo Brotherhood at an extremely fast speed, while a black figure jumped out of a window on the sixth floor, and then turned into a black shadow.

When Chen Yan came to the training ground, Yuan Ding was already cleaning up the ground.

Chen Yan looked at Yuan Ding in surprise, then stood thoughtfully behind Yuan Ding without asking any questions.

(As expected of a coach, this speed can probably compete with that of Mr. Ba in full form, right?)

Chen Yan thought for no reason.

And Yuan Ding's breathing was a little heavy. He didn't expect that he could barely outrun this young man who was wandering around the road in a straight line even though he was flying over the wall. He really couldn't accept the old age...

Yuan Ding weighed the iron lump and shook his head. Then, he casually broke off a thicker branch from the forest that had not been cut by Chen Yan and held it in his hand.

"You are the worst disciple I have ever taught."

Yuan Ding said with a slight blush on his face, but the light was not very bright now, and Chen Yan didn't notice anything strange about Yuan Ding. He just put the pestle in his hand and listened quietly to Yuan Ding's scolding.

Seeing Chen Yan lowering his head in a very respectful manner, the reprimand Yuan Ding was about to say was stuck in his throat. He coughed twice with difficulty, and then slowly raised the branch in his hand.

"However, just give it a try. You are considered qualified." Yuan Ding's eyes were locked on Chen Yan, "You can practice basic skills like cutting wood through the air in your free time. Now, I want to teach you what a sword is. Technique."

"For the rest of the week, I'll chop iron sticks during the day and practice sparring with me at night."

"Boy, I have never held back when training my disciples before. However, if you are afraid, I can let you go a little bit."

At the end of Yuan Ding's words, his voice softened. Even though he was a devil, he really didn't want to continue lying. My disciples basically progress step by step, but Chen Yan, this little monster, is different. This is a good seedling. I... I must let him learn more!

But he also knew that if the blow was too severe, it would most likely make the boy lose his confidence, which was not a good thing for the training of a swordsman, so he softened his attitude because he was afraid that he would actually hit Chen Yan with all his strength. Let’s test Chen Yan’s reaction first.

However, Chen Yan's response stunned Yuan Ding.

Chen Yan's eyes seemed to be burning with fire, and he said excitedly:

"I can't ask for it!"

"Please whip me as much as you like, Coach!"