Area A, headquarters of the Armed Men's Association.

The headquarters of the martial arts association, although at the heart of Area A, is surrounded by almost no other buildings.

It is surrounded by a huge green space of more than 20 square kilometers.

Looking over it, this green space is like an oasis in the dense architecture of the city.

Of course, these green areas belong to the martial arts association.

In the green area, there are a variety of plants.

There are a lot of small animals out there.

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

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

At the gate of this buckled bowl is a huge humanoid statue more than 20 meters high.

In the hand of the statue holds the most common sword.

Zhang Fan approached and looked at the handwriting on a stone in front of the statue.

It shows: Wu Zu Zhang Xiaoming, the world's first cultivator.Although he did not reach the level 4 standard warrior in his lifetime, it opened a door for mankind.Let the individual human and the overall strength be greatly enhanced, so as not to be destroyed by zombies and monsters.

“Oh...”

Zhang Fan couldn't help but spit on the name of this Wuzu.

You are also the first practitioner, so strong identity, can not take a strong name?

Zhang Xiaoming?

Do you dare to do it any more?

Today's first person, the spiritual warrior, is called Xie Yongqiang;

You first cultivator, also called Zhang Xiaoming.

Are the names of this era so easy?

Just when Zhang Fan’s heart was Tucao, someone behind him suddenly had a very rough saying: “It’s spectacular, isn’t it?”

He turned and looked at the man.

The only person who came here was a 40-year-old man with a circle of beards on his face.

On his shoulder, carrying a huge sword, it looked as if it was not light.

Next to him was a woman in his thirties, also carrying a great sword.

This woman is small, her appearance is very beautiful, and her body belongs to the devil.

But her eyes made Zhang feel familiar.

Yes, this is the same as the eyes of the geese, with pride.

He looked around and knew that both of them were warriors.

This woman, at the age of thirty, reached the warrior.

It is also a genius.

Zhang Fan smiled at the man and nodded, “Huh.”

The man asked Zhang Fan, “Your brother also came to register?”

“The registration?What name?”

Zhang Fan asked.

The man laughed and said, “This morning’s news was just released.”In order to discover new people, the Association intends to hold a martial arts conference.”

Zhang Fan thought about it, he got up today and came to Area A, and really didn't look at any news.

"I haven't seen it yet."

Zhang Fan responded.

The man patted Fan on the shoulder and said, “Young people like you can’t pay attention to new news and dynamics.”So, I'll explain to you... Oh, yes, introduce yourself, my name is Moxie.This is my little sister, and my name is Moxie.”

“Brother!”

The woman next to him said impatiently, “What’s to say to a little warrior, and a hairy boy?”

The strong man Moxi shook his head: “People cannot look like people.Although this little brother is young, maybe they have reached the martial arts?Or are they psychics?”

The woman said, “Just him?”I'm afraid it's less than 20 years old, but also to reach the military?A sixth-grade warrior even if he is a genius.As for the powers, huh... forget it, we'll have to hurry, let's go."

Say ahead and go ahead.

Then he said to Zhang Fan, “Then we will walk and say.”

Mo Zhen turned back, white Na Moxi glanced, did not pay attention to the two, speed up the pace to move forward.

Mo Yu patted Zhang Fan's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, she was spoiled by my parents when she was young."Let me tell you about this military conference.This martial arts conference aims to discover new people with potential and strength.When registering, it is divided into three groups: low-level, intermediate, and high-level groups.

“A quasi-combatant of a level 1 to 5 is a low-level group.Levels 6 to 10 are intermediate.Junior and intermediate fighters are senior groups.As for the senior warriors above, they are all old men and will not participate in the game.

“All three groups, each set a champion.As long as you win a championship, there will be a lot of benefits.Especially in our senior group, it is said that the champion has many other rewards besides the energy stone.And there's a mystery reward."

When he heard this, his heart moved a little.

He had recently lacked a battle with the warriors.

Now this senior group is both junior and intermediate fighters.

Participating in such battles will certainly be very helpful to your own martial arts breakthroughs.

Not to mention the rewards.

Especially the mystery.

No matter what, a touch of the word "mystery", can always arouse people's curiosity.

When the man had finished introducing Zhang Fan, they had come to the hall of the martial arts association.

Originally, the world, technology is trembling, online registration and the like are very convenient.

But because of this registration, the retina and fingerprints need to be scanned to determine the identity, so people must register with martial arts associations everywhere.

In the hall, the low-level group set up five registration points, each registration point is more than 20 meters of long dragons;

The intermediate group only set up a registration point, and the long dragons of more than 20 meters were also arranged before the registration point;

Compared with the bustling situation before the primary and intermediate group registration points, the senior group can be described as cold and clear before the registration point.

Only three people signed up.

After all, the senior group is a warrior, and now the total number of warriors in the entire security zone is only more than 600.

After being spread to all 26 partitions, each sub-division is only 20 people.

At this time, the Moxie carrying the giant sword had been lined up after the three men in the senior group, in front of him was her sister Moxi, the woman carrying the giant sword.

Such a petite woman, carrying a huge sword nearly two meters long and one foot wide, suddenly attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

He looked at himself, and no one looked at him.

But when she saw that Zhang Fan even followed his brother to the high-level group registration point, she raised Yang’s chin to the lower group registration point: “That’s where you should go?”

Zhang Fan shook his head.

There was some surprise.

I didn’t expect Zhang to belong to a low-level group.

Less than 20 years old, can reach the middle group, is already a very talented.

He smiled, patted Fan again, and said to his sister, “Hahahaha, look, I said, people can’t look up.”Don't look at the younger brother, it's not a low-level group anymore.It's good!"

The unexpected color of the face of the sad face disappeared, and the disdainful color returned to the face again.

“Even so, it’s just a mid-level group.This is not where you should be.”