In the corridor on the second floor, Ling Tian crossed his arms and looked at the photos and certificates hanging on the honor wall.

"Top Ten Excellent Martial Arts Gyms in Changji City"

"Changji Municipal Sports Model Enterprise"

"First Prize in the Powerful Cup Mixed Martial Arts Competition"

Ling Tian glanced at the golden metal certificates, and finally stopped at a photo.

In the photo, the long-haired young man who was just downstairs held up a golden belt and was thrown high into the air by five or six young men wearing thunder and lightning martial arts uniforms. The long hair on the back of his head was combed into a ponytail, flying in the wind.

Lei Zhen stood outside the octagonal cage, looking at it with a smile.

Underneath the photo is clearly written: Group photo at the finals of the 3rd Mixed Martial Arts Champions Cup in Changji City.

While Ling Tian was looking at the photos one by one, the office door behind him suddenly opened.

"Xiaotian, come in." Lei Zhen waved his hand and called.

"yes!"

Entering the room, Lei Zhen said to Ling Tian: "Transform into a dragon and show me."

"Ah?" Ling Tian was confused after hearing this. Why would he want to transform into a dragon?

"Stop pretending to be a kid, hurry up, I know that little injury is nothing to you." Seeing Ling Tian pretending to be stupid, Lei Zhen scolded.

"Hehe." Ling Tian bared his teeth and smiled, then took off his left arm from the bandage on his chest and put it on the desk.

"Zi La~"

Ling Tian's left arm transformed into a dragon, and the dark dragon armor broke out of his body, instantly tearing the bandage on his left arm.

But what was different from the past was that this time, after transforming into a dragon, three dragon scales actually grew on the back of Ling Tian's left hand.

"Sure enough~" Lei Zhen looked at the dragon armor on Ling Tian's left hand and felt bitter in his heart. Yesterday's battle indeed brought Ling Tian a lot of benefits.

"This kid is going to evolve into dragon claws!" Lei Zhen said in his heart, and his hands began to transform into dragons, which was a further sign of strength.

"How about it, Master? I didn't embarrass you!"

Ling Tian's mouth almost reached behind his ears. After absorbing the energy of the energy amethyst last night, he felt an obvious itching sensation on the back of his left hand.

Today after transforming into a dragon, I saw that I had indeed achieved a breakthrough!

But thanks to the master, if it weren't for the energy amethyst given by Lei Zhen last night, and just relying on the body's own recovery, I don't know how long it would take to evolve.

Looking at Ling Tian's slightly proud face, Lei Zhen smiled uncharacteristically, and then said to Ling Tian: "Okay, not bad, let's go downstairs and have a fight, let me see what other abilities you have!"

"A fight?" Ling Tian asked with a question mark on his face: "What fight? Who will fight?"

"Fighting, you do it!" Lei Zhen said with his hands behind his back.

"Ah???" Ling Tian suddenly cried out in confusion.

Lei Zhen ignored Ling Tian's wails and carried Ling Tian like a chicken to the octagonal cage on the first floor.

Soon, a dozen young men and women who were training around him also gathered around.

They all knew in their hearts that Lei Gong wanted this kid to fight to find out his background.

They were also full of curiosity about the actual combat abilities of this strange boy brought back by Thunder Lord.

Arriving at the venue on the first floor, Lei Zhen pointed out one of the dozen young men gathered around him and said, "Dayong, come out and change your equipment."

"Ah! Coach, let me go!" Among the crowd, a sturdy young man over 1.8 meters tall and wearing a black vest pointed at himself and said.

"Yes, just go up and practice with him." Lei Zhen said with his hands behind his back.

The young man named Dayong was speechless when he heard this, and calmly walked to the equipment area in the corner to put on protective gear amid the encouragement of his companions.

"What are you still doing here? Wear protective gear!" Lei Zhen looked at the confused Ling Tian in the crowd and asked with a cold face.

"Ah... Master, are you really going to hit me?" Ling Tian looked at the muscular young man in a black vest in the equipment area. His heart felt a little twitchy, but his mouth remained firm: "I'm afraid I'll hurt your student!"

"If I ask you to go up, you go up, don't talk nonsense!" Lei Zhen said with his hands behind his back, and then whispered to Ling Tian: "Don't allow dragon transformation, just use pure physical strength to fight!"

"Okay then..." When Ling Tian heard this, his crotch suddenly went numb, but seeing that Lei Zhen was serious, he could only bite the bullet and walked to the equipment area.

"Xiao Si, he is a novice, please help him choose protective gear." Lei Zhen shouted helplessly when he saw Ling Tian walking to the equipment area and looking at the wall full of protective gear with a confused look on his face.

"Yes! Master." As soon as Lei Zhen finished speaking, he saw a short but extremely strong young man walking out of the corner of the equipment area.

This young man named Xiaosi looked dirty and was wearing a tattered, loose, washed-out sweatshirt.

He also has a very ugly appearance, with a flat nose and thick lips, and the scalp on his head is wrinkled, like a chimpanzee that has lost its hair.

But when Ling Tian came closer and looked at this young man who was a full head shorter than himself, Ling Tian immediately felt what was different about him.

This little boy is surrounded by a powerful aura, and his short body under his loose sweatshirt seems to contain huge energy.

This is an instinctive sense of crisis that Ling Tian had after becoming a Dragon Warrior. Different from the domineering and wild aura of the long-haired young man he saw on the second floor before, the short and capable Xiaosi in front of him gave people a sense of crisis.

A feeling of deep concealment and concise momentum.

"No wonder everyone else calls him Coach Lei, but this Little Four calls him Master. He really does have two brushes. He really can't be judged by his appearance!" Ling Tian thought to himself while wearing the chest protector, headgear and other protective equipment that Little Four chose for him.

thought.

After putting on his own red square hood, breastplate, and crotch protector, Ling Tian bowed his head to Xiao Si with great respect and said: "Thank you, senior brother!"

"Uh..." When he heard this, the young man was startled. He didn't expect that the child newly selected by the master would be so polite. He felt very happy and suddenly broke out into a smile that was uglier than crying.

"It's okay, your name is Ling Tian, ​​right? I'm Che Si, you can just call me Lao Si." The young man approached Ling Tian, ​​smiled innocently and whispered: "Dayong's strength is not bad, you have to be careful.

With his fists, kicks and locks, he keeps his distance and adopts flexible roaming tactics."

"Yes, thank you, fourth brother!" Ling Tian thanked him immediately after hearing this, but he felt bitter in his heart because he didn't even know what flexible roaming tactics were!

When Ling Tian walked into the octagonal cage, King Kong, who was over 1.8 meters tall, was already fully dressed and stretching his arms to the left and right. The whole person looked like a humanoid tank. It looked very visually impactful, which caused great confusion to Ling Tian who was playing for the first time.

psychological pressure.

"Braces! Xiaotian, braces!" Outside the octagonal cage, Che Si shouted softly to Ling Tian: "Put on the braces."

"Ah? Oh oh oh!" Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, and then quickly stuffed the rubber braces that Che Si had given him into his mouth.

"Ha ha ha ha……!"
Chapter completed!