The next morning, before dawn, wisps of smoke rose from the top of Feifeng Mountain.

The fragrance of rice drifted along the mountain wind to the battlefield, causing hungry ghosts to emerge from the mud and collapsed trees. Someone shouted: "It's so hateful for the guys living on the top of the mountain. This is to show that they can eat a bite of hot rice. Hurry up, they all move me and look for pots and pans to make fire and cook."

"No need to look for it. The cookware has been fried to pieces. It's time to thank God if you can find a few marching cookies that won't make you hungry."

"What? You can't even have a full meal."

"It's easy to have a meal, so I'll go find people from Canghai and Lingyun! Last night, only the two of them were well preserved, and the teams living on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain suffered more or less losses."

"Don't talk about Canghai and Lingyun first. According to the rules of the competition, you can eliminate five companies and enter the next round of the competition. Longque, Hengdao, and Wanheng withdrew last night. In addition, Siren and Hongmei High School are enemies, so they started fighting on the road, and they both died and both were eliminated. What does this mean? I don't need to say more, right?"

"Wow, so the team stationed on Feifeng Mountain has entered a new round of process. But what should we test? Should we send a notice or send someone to read the rules of the promotion competition?"

Hongliang suddenly came from the air: "Listen to the team in Feifengshan, you have met the requirements for participating in the promotion competition. Twenty teams will fight back five, leaving fifteen. However, don't think you are so lucky. If you want to stand out, you will definitely be more harsh than you can imagine. Go! There is only one requirement, that is, come back alive in ten days."

As the words faded, a set of numbers appeared in the sky.

"It's the spatial coordinates."

"Hahaha, it's great. Quickly, the prestigious universities in the ten provinces are waving at us."

In the camp at Canghai High School, Luo Yang looked up at the coordinates, lowered his head to continue eating breakfast. Everyone was concentrating on fighting against the mountains of food in front of him.

As long as I am not afraid of having a stomach full, I can eat whatever I want this morning.

However, after this meal, I could only bring limited dry food, and even the desert flying dragon had to stay in Feifeng Mountain to enter the stocking stage. Students with injuries and slow movements should also stay. This is an order.

"Okay, it takes ten minutes to rectify the internal affairs." Luo Yang wiped his mouth and stood up. A few hours ago, he received a message from the police station organization, indicating that the coordinates given by the Championship were related to a light curtain crack in Longquan Province.

The Interstellar Alliance lowered the light curtain to connect a large number of atmospheric planets together to form a vast territory. However, with the slight changes between galaxies, the light curtain is not constant and there will be some loopholes, so unexpected passages of alien territories happen from time to time.

What’s bad is that the Longquan Province discovered traces of Lei Hu’s activity this time, indicating that the cracks connected the territory of the Aole tribe.

Although the Outres are comparable to humans, this tribe is particularly warlike and has a very poor relationship with humans, so every territorial docking will turn into a protracted war.

This 100-provincial high school championship is to kill three birds with one stone. It not only strikes the territory of the Outrees to a certain extent, but also reorders the high schools controlled by various major families. It can also take a look at the overall strength of the new generation. It is simply amazing.

Ten minutes later, 130 people from Canghai High School embarked on their journey.

"Follow me and go back to Feifeng Mountain by yourself. Because you don't have enough training, you will be defeated when you go into battle. It's better to save your life and wait for the hero to rise in the future." Luo Yang said as he speeded up.

Since entering the Outlet territory, it is better than letting the players get out automatically than taking burdens, the first echelon of Canghai High School only recruits strong people, even if they are half a step away.

"Run and follow Brother Yang." Lin Tianbao roared and followed the team slowly. He is a typical slow-tempered type. He will run faster and faster and more excitedly, especially in the long-distance raid, he will move side by side with Luo Yang in the second half.

Other high school people climbed the huge rock beside the mountain road and looked at Luo Yang and his group. A golden-eyed boy whistled and laughed: "What are the guys like Canghai doing? Hahaha, are they doing morning exercises?"

"It's not morning exercises, they go lightly and head towards the coordinates."

"Luo Yang's head is covered with a long distance. He doesn't ride a flying dragon over, but he just wants to run over with his feet. He told me that without Zhuge Jin'er helping him support the overall situation, he would have been out of here long ago."

"Who said no? Zhuge Jin'er is very beautiful, very smart and close to monsters. If there is such a beautiful girl who helps me, she will definitely be 30,000 times stronger than Luo Yang and the raided Lei Fangtian."

"Stop bragging, hurry up and get some luggage and go on the road."

The team of Canghai High School gradually disappeared from the end of sight, and the discussion quickly dissipated.

No, there was one person who didn't leave, and that was the golden-eyed boy who was blowing the whistle just now.

He climbed to a high place, staring at the direction of Luo Yang's departure, as if he could still see the team, muttering to himself: "Is it so easy for a transferee to achieve? More than a dozen people suddenly appeared."

After reading for a while, the golden-eyed boy sneered: "Hmph, according to the division method of super, superior, middle and inferior, it will only reach the upper level. The family is really making a big deal and actually sent me to deal with this matter. Forget it, Li Huang failed, let Chen Xinghan give it a try."

The wind suddenly sounded, and looking at the huge rock, where was the figure of the golden-eyed boy? He seemed to have gone with the weather, but it seemed that he had never appeared before.

Luo Yang led the team to march quickly. Five people fell behind before the first rest, eight people failed to keep up during the second rest, and twenty-four people were reduced for the third and fourth rest.

In this way, there were still ninety-three people left when they set out.

Self-cutting participants, and nearly 40% of them were cut, which is very rare in the competition. However, Luo Yang did this.

Just imagine that even the march cannot keep up with the leader, so how about fighting fiercely on the battlefield? They cannot keep up with it, and it is irresponsible to themselves if they are lucky.

The team had already arrived at the coordinate location for the fifth rest, and everyone was sitting at the huge light curtain crack to adjust their state.

There seemed to be a gap between heaven and earth, which made people feel panic for no reason, as if there were some bad things hidden in the gap.

Teams are constantly coming, they are clear-cut, well-equipped, and powerful mounts. Most of the teams are no worse than Thunder High School, and Canghai's group of people are in a huge contrast with them.

Originally! It’s not Luo Yang’s fault that he didn’t have unified equipment. There are more than a dozen gold-level treasures in the team and more than fifty quadrant monsters. If he is a little worse, he can guarantee that he can have two combat devices.

Therefore, Canghai High School is definitely not bad in terms of equipment, and it is even worse, but some people are not at ease with it.

"Brothers, look, where did the local buns come here to squat? They actually asked the mutant to join. Look at their shabby look. Even if they stand, they look like they are squatting and shit, and they are still constipated." The frivolous young man with golden armor aimed at Zhang Xiaoman and Jin'er, and his eyes were circling on Tina and Zhu Niansheng again, and he smiled happily.

"Hahaha, it's really similar. They line up in several rows of squatting pits and have constipation." Many young men in golden armor laughed. They rode on the back of the golden crowned dragon and looked down at Luo Yang and his group.

The frivolous young man in golden armor blinked and suddenly reached out to shoot four blue lights, trying to encircle Zhang Xiaoman, Zhu Niansheng, Jin'er and Tina.

Just kidding, Zhang Xiaoman is the Heavenly Fate, Zhu Niansheng is the poison master, Zhuge Jiner is the prophet, and Tina is the spirit master. The four women use treasures to cover the spiritual light on their foreheads not because of intention, but most transferees will do this.

Will the four transferees call a level 8 conqueror to take it? It is absolutely impossible.

Yes, this frivolous young man with golden armor is a level 8 conqueror. He didn't identify the type of mark on the forehead of the four girls in detail and wanted to capture people. He was really lawless, or he thought that Luo Yang and his group were weak and could be bullied.

Zhang Xiaoman has a good temper and knows how to make sense of things, but Zhu Niansheng doesn't know how to do it.

She was bullied since childhood and changed her job to become a poisonist to protect herself. Basic professionals dared to attack the transferee. Don't want this life, and toxins spread wildly.

"Ah, what's going on? My eyes." The young man in golden armor covered his eyes and shouted. How could he control the blue light to imprison the beauty? He was so painful that he fell off the back of the Dragon's back.

Zhu Niansheng stepped forward, tilted his little head and said, "The people who bully me will not treat the disease! Your eyes are very annoying, so I will viciously blind them first, and your mouth will also be annoying, and it will rot later. Hi, it looks ridiculous, why do you force me to use poison? Why..."

Zhang Xiaoman was very surprised. It was normal to look at Zhu Niansheng, but she didn't expect that she would have such a cruel side. It seemed that she had to provide psychological counseling for her best friend.

In an instant, the golden-armored boy foamed at the mouth and his body kept twitching, which made the other golden-armored boys slightly stunned. Someone yelled: "Save people quickly."

How can I save it? People are almost turning into a pool of blood.

No one knew what Zhu Niansheng got in the Skeleton Sea Monument, and gave her all the bottles and jars found from the Emisiah Emperor. It is hard to believe that such a beautiful and refined girl was so fierce that she didn't leave any room for anything.

The reason why these young men around Luo Yang can become transferees is due to Emisia's Emperor's Sect. Even because he obtained fifty-six basic runes, he embarked on a completely different path than before he was reborn.

"Damn, who are you? Dare to provoke our Holy War High School."

Both sides were tense, Lin Tianbao, Ji Haotian and Dou Xianyue came to the front of the team, not afraid of the other party's momentum at all, and wisps of spiritual light appeared on their foreheads, and the mark of the Light Shield Armor Master was undoubtedly revealed.

Luo Yang did not move, and was still sitting on the rock next to him, asking lightly: "Will the war start?"

"What did you say? Trash." The square-faced boy stood up. He should have a good relationship with the frivolous boy just now, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

With a clang, Luo Yang stood in front of the team, and the square-faced boy looked surprised because his vision was separating from the left and right sides.

"I said, will the war start?"
Chapter completed!