From Douluo to God

After all, the people gathered here are all geniuses, and it is normal for a few great soul masters to appear.

"Damn it, why is there such a small one? It almost made me eat shit." Someone looked at Jiang Chen and cursed, but before he could teach Jiang Chen a lesson, Jiang Chen didn't know where he was squeezed.

Jiang Chen had an innocent face, and he really wanted to say, "Brother, it's you who don't bow your head when you walk."

Indeed, almost everyone looked up and squeezed forward.

Jiang Chen was squeezed into the crowd, and he couldn't help but follow him. Surrounded by young girls who were more than half taller than him, he was almost trampled down many times.

On the high platform in front of the square, stood a middle-aged man with a steady breath, about 50 years old.

There was a row of people standing behind him, some were middle-aged, some were young, and they all stood behind respectfully.

Jiang Chen, who was "going with the tide", suddenly felt a strange aura, which gave him a strange feeling and attracted him inexplicably.

His face was a little weird, and he was familiar with this feeling, as if the blood was attracting him, but he was sure it wasn't blood, it should be something special.

Before he had time to carefully sense where this thing was, the middle-aged man on the stage had already spoken, so he had no choice but to endure it.

The middle-aged man pressed down with both hands, and a terrifying aura emerged from his body, pressing towards the crowd below.

The majestic pressure was as heavy as a mountain, suffocating the boys and girls in an instant, and the audience fell silent in an instant.

He stared at the audience, and everyone who met his gaze couldn't bear it and lowered their heads.

"I'll give you half a minute to line up in two rows."

As soon as the voice fell, the whole audience started to move. Jiang Chen hadn't seen the middle-aged man at first, but someone pushed him behind him, and pushed him to the front row, which was still in the middle. below the young man.

Jiang Chen looked at this middle-aged man curiously, the other person looked ordinary, and like the uncle who sent him here, his face was full of blunt indifference.

Half a minute passed, and the line was already lined up.

"I am your chief instructor, Longshan."

His voice was deep but full of explosive power, as if every word could shake everyone's heart.

There were bursts of low-pitched exclamations from the quiet team, some of them were afraid, but also some were in disbelief.

"My God, it turned out to be the bloodiest and cruelest of the three major instructors. I didn't expect him to be the one in this class."

"He was also the chief instructor in the last term, and as a result, more than 100 people almost died, leaving only three."

"The other instructors are much better than him, and they can pass less than half of them every time."

"Mom, I want to go home..."

"I heard that there was an accident last time, so..."

Jiang Chen's ears trembled slightly, listening to everyone's evaluation of this instructor.

Long Shan didn't care about these students' discussions with him, and he said after 2 minutes, "Now, those who want to leave can leave, this is the last chance to leave. If you don't leave this time, there is only one fate for you, pass, or die!"

Many people's faces immediately turned pale, and some people actually walked out and left the team silently.

After those people left, Long Shan continued, "Very well, only ten people left. Your bravery is beyond my expectation. Now, start the roll call."

The voice fell, and behind him, a young woman came up.

She has a fiery figure, her waist is soft and boneless, and she swings surprisingly while walking. She is wearing a blue tights, which tightly binds her plump figure, making many teenagers' eyes suddenly brighten, and then their faces turn red.

"I am one of your assistant instructors. You can call me Qingqing. Now, those whose names are called should answer "Yes."

The voice was very pleasant, and the smile was a bit charming, this woman gave Jiang Chen the feeling like a poisonous snake.

"Miao Renfeng."

"To!"

……

She rolled the roll very quickly, and arrived at Jiang Chen in a short while.

"Jiang Chen."

"To!"

The immature baby's voice sounded, immediately attracting the attention of many people, and Qingqing who had kept her head down looked up at Jiang Chen curiously.

Seeing such a young child, she showed interest on her face, but her eyes did not stay for long, and she continued to read.

The moment he answered, Jiang Chen noticed that Chief Instructor Long Shan was looking towards him, and his gaze stayed for a moment.

"It seems that this is the instructor who the teacher said, I can ask for help once." Jiang Chen thought to himself.

"A total of 130 people signed up, 120 people left, and 11 people remained. The youngest is six years old, and the oldest is [-] years old. All are here." Qingqing closed the roster, swayed back to the team of assistant instructors behind .

Looking at her swaying back in tights, many teenagers' eyes protruded, and some even had nosebleeds in disappointment.

Long Shan stepped forward again and said, "This training is expected to take up to three years. You have seven instructors including me. Just to remind you, no matter how much hatred you have, as long as you return to the city Quasi murder."

"The first training will start in half an hour. I can tell you clearly that if you want to pass this level with your own strength, [-]% of you will fail or even die. Therefore, I allow you to form a team .Now, free time, we will leave in half an hour."

The crowd immediately became agitated. They had such cruel training on the first day. Even though they had heard about Longshan's notoriety, they still didn't expect it to be so brutal.

Many people reacted and formed groups one after another, looking for powerful teammates.

For a moment, the voices in the entire square were almost all introducing themselves, and people showed their strength one after another, looking for powerful allies.