Area A, headquarters of the Warriors Association.

Although the headquarters of the Warriors Association is in the center of Area A, there are almost no other buildings around it.

Instead, it is surrounded by a huge green space of more than 20 square kilometers.

Looking down from above, this green space is like an oasis among the dense buildings in the city.

Of course, these green spaces belong to the Warriors Association.

There are various plants in the green space.

There are also many small animals passing through it.

The main building of the association headquarters is like an upside-down bowl.

The surface of the building is made of transparent materials, and the sky outside can be directly seen from the inside.

At the gate of the upside-down bowl is a huge human-shaped statue more than 20 meters tall.

In the statue's hand, he held the most ordinary long sword.

Zhang Fan walked closer and looked at the handwriting on a stone tablet in front of the statue.

It shows: Martial Ancestor Zhang Xiaoming, the world's first cultivator. Although he failed to reach level 4 quasi-warrior throughout his life, he opened a door for humans. He greatly enhanced the individual and overall strength of humans and did not be destroyed by zombies and monsters.

"Well……"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but complain about the name of this Wu Zu.

You are the first cultivator after all. With such awesome identity, can’t you give an awesome name?

Zhang Xiaoming?

Do you dare to be a little more casual?

The first person today, the spiritual warrior, is called Xie Yongqiang;

You, the first cultivator, is also called Zhang Xiaoming.

Is it so casual to name this era?

Just as Zhang Fan was complaining in his heart, someone suddenly said in a very rough manner behind him: "It's very spectacular, right?"

Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at the man.

I saw that the person who came was a middle-aged man in his forties and had a beard on his face.

He was carrying a giant sword on his shoulder, and it seemed that it was not light.

Next to him was a woman in her thirties who was also carrying a giant sword.

This woman is petite, has a very beautiful appearance, and has a devilish figure.

However, her eyes made Zhang Fan feel very familiar.

That's right, this is exactly the same as Zhuge Liang's gaze, with arrogance.

Zhang Fan looked at it for a moment and knew that these two were both warriors.

This woman has become a warrior at her thirties.

He is also a genius.

Zhang Fan smiled at the man and nodded: "Yes."

The man asked Zhang Fan, "Your brother is here to sign up too?"

"Register? What to sign up?"

Zhang Fan asked.

The man laughed and said, "The news just released this morning. In order to discover new people, the Warriors Association plans to hold a martial arts conference."

Zhang Fan thought about it and rushed towards Area A after getting up today. He really didn't have time to read any news.

"I haven't had time to see."

Zhang Fan responded.

The man patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder and said, "Young people like you don't have to pay attention to new news and updates. So, I'll explain it to you... Oh, by the way, I'll introduce myself. My name is Mo Xi. This is my little sister, Mo Chou."

"elder brother!"

The woman named Mo Chou next to him said impatiently: "What can I say about a little quasi-warrior and a young boy?"

The strong man Mo Xi shook his head: "You should not behave like a person. Although this little brother is young, maybe he has already reached a warrior? Or is he a superpower?"

The woman Mochou curled her lips: "Just he? I'm afraid he's less than twenty years old, and he's still a warrior? He's a genius if he can reach level six. As for the superpower, hum... forget it, we have to hurry up, let's go."

As he said that, he walked forward first.

But Mo Xi didn't care and said to Zhang Fan: "Then let's talk while walking."

Mochou turned around, gave Mo Xi a blank look, ignored the two of them, and moved forward quickly.

Mo Chou patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder familiarly and said, "Don't care, she was spoiled by my parents since she was a child. I'd better tell you about this martial arts conference. This martial arts conference aims to discover newcomers with potential and strength. When registering, it is divided into three groups: low-level, intermediate-level and advanced-level.

"Quest warriors from level 1 to 5 are low-level groups. Level 6 to 10 are intermediate groups. Primary warriors and intermediate warriors are advanced groups. As for advanced warriors or above, they are all old men and will not participate in the competition.

"Each of these three groups has a championship. As long as you win the championship, there will be many benefits. Especially in our senior group, it is said that in addition to the energy stone, the champion has many other rewards. There is also a mysterious reward."

When Zhang Fan heard this, his heart moved slightly.

He had been missing a battle with warriors recently.

Now this advanced group is both junior and intermediate warriors.

Participating in this kind of battle will definitely be very helpful for your breakthrough in martial arts.

Not to mention there are rewards.

Especially the mysterious rewards.

No matter what, once you get the word "mystery", it can always arouse people's curiosity.

When the man introduced Zhang Fan, they had already arrived in the hall of the Warriors Association.

Originally, in this world, technology is trembling, and online registration is very convenient.

However, because this registration requires scanning the retina and fingerprint to determine the identity, people must register at warrior associations in various places.

In the lobby, the low-level group set up five registration points, and there was a long queue of more than 20 meters in front of each registration point;

The intermediate group only set up one registration point, and there was a long queue of more than 20 meters in front of the registration point;

Compared with the bustling situation before the registration points of the junior and intermediate groups, the advanced group can be described as deserted before the registration points.

Only three people signed up.

After all, the advanced group is all warriors, and now the total number of warriors in the entire safety zone is only more than 600.

After being allocated to all 26 partitions, there are only about twenty people in each partition.

At this time, Mo Xi, who was carrying the giant sword, had already lined up with the three people in the senior group. In front of him was her sister Mo Chou, the woman who was carrying the giant sword.

Such a petite woman actually carried a giant sword that was nearly two meters long and one foot wide, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

Mochou looked contented and no one looked at him.

However, when she saw Zhang Fan following his brother to the registration point for the senior group, she raised her chin to the registration point for the low-level group: "That's where you should go, right?"

Zhang Fan shook his head.

Mochou was a little surprised.

Obviously, I didn't expect that Zhang Fan was not part of the low-level group.

He is less than twenty years old and can reach the intermediate level group, which is already very talented.

Mo Xi laughed, patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder again, and said to his sister: "Hahaha, look, I said, you should not behave like a person. Don't look at the young brother, he is no longer a low-level group. Good-looking!"

The unexpected look on Mochou's face disappeared, and the disdain returned to his face again.
Chapter completed!