Chapter 253: A Near Misunderstanding

"Eh?

There seems to be an interesting person in the first carriage."

Zhang Jie's mental power, mixed with Observation Haki, continued to spread throughout the entire train along the carriages.

Then he perceived a powerhouse who was countless times stronger than these prospective martial artists who came for the assessment.

If the prospective martial artists preparing for the assessment around him were small flames,

then this powerhouse was a furnace burning fiercely, constantly emitting light and heat;

the difference between the two was like a mouse and an elephant, with no comparability at all.

'Stronger than Wu Tong, this is probably a War God,

and not a junior War God; it's mostly likely an intermediate War God, and the possibility of being a senior War God is not excluded.'

Zhang Jie made a judgment in his heart using the most powerful martial artist he had seen,

Wu Tong, who was at the senior War General level, as a standard.

And this was also very reasonable: with so many prospective martial artists representing the future of martial arts or even humanity,

the Jiangnan Base City military and the two major martial arts schools, Extreme and Thunder, must have sent powerhouses to escort them,

to avoid being sneak-attacked by beasts above the Lord level.

Lord-level beasts already possessed intelligence not inferior to humans,

at most having less knowledge because they lived among beasts for a long time.

And the next level up, comparable to Parliamentarian-level powerhouses among humans,

the King-level beasts, were even more super-intelligent, with many being insidious and cunning.

If they found an opportunity, they absolutely wouldn't mind slaughtering all the prospective martial artists who came for the assessment.

In the first armored carriage, a man over two meters tall, fully armed, with a rugged face,

hair like a halberd, and a body emitting an aura like a beast,

making people feel terrified, suddenly looked left and right with some doubt.

"Something is coming?"

Seeing the big man like this, the man sitting beside him, who should be his teammate, immediately picked up the firearm placed on the side,

whose shape and weight were very exaggerated, looking more like a hand cannon than a pistol, with a face full of vigilance.

*Click, click. *

The soldiers responsible for escorting the candidates directly loaded their bullets,

aimed their muzzles at various doors and windows, in a posture of preparing to fire a volley without a word.

"It's probably my illusion."

The big man perceived secretly for a long time but didn't find anything, so he spoke slowly.

Hearing him say this, the nervous soldiers relaxed a little,

but the muzzles in their hands didn't lower, still maintaining vigilance.

"Big brother is a War God, having the ability of a whim; I'm afraid something is eyeing us."

The big man's teammate was still worried.

It was supposed to be just an ordinary escort mission, so how did they encounter this kind of thing?

Carrying so many burdens, they couldn't run, but they would inevitably be tied up during combat.

Suddenly, his heart sank to the bottom:

'Could it be that I am going to sacrifice myself for righteousness today?'

'A-Li, I originally wanted to go back and marry you after finishing this mission...'

"I will immediately ask for reinforcements from the base city, let them stay vigilant, and prepare for Parliamentarian Zhu to support!"

The big man thought for a moment and immediately made a decision.

Dealing with hundreds of prospective martial artists, the matter was of great importance; it's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't.

The communication personnel dialed the base city's dedicated line without hesitation.

'The perception of a War God is sharp; it seems I can't use mental power scanning at will.'

Zhang Jie, who almost caused a misunderstanding, hurriedly withdrew the mental power field observing the carriage to prevent exposure.

Without his mischief, as time passed, the train arrived at the assessment venue smoothly.

No accidents occurred, and this highly nervous escort personnel breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the combat assessment,

Jiangnan Base City deployed a legion here, with various high-tech weapons and equipment,

and combined with the experts of the two major martial arts schools, Extreme and Thunder,

although it couldn't be called a golden city and a soup pool, it could be called a copper wall and iron wall,

let alone Lord-level beasts equivalent to War Gods,

even King-level beasts comparable to Parliamentarian-level powerhouses could be resisted for a period of time.

This period of time was enough for the Parliamentarian-level powerhouses of Jiangnan Base City to arrive.

After all, Parliamentarian-level powerhouses can all fly, and their speed is calculated in units of supersonic speed,

so they can cross a distance of dozens of miles in a few minutes.

Under the guidance of professional guides,

hundreds of assessment personnel, including Zhang Jie, gathered in a small square.

A man with a square face, wearing a Hanxia military uniform, full of righteousness,

and a bloody temperament walked onto the high platform in the small square, picked up the microphone, and gave a speech:

"You are all elites among our humanity, so I won't say much more.

I only wish you all martial luck, and may our human race flourish forever!"

After speaking, he also bowed deeply to the prospective martial artists under the stage.

"Martial luck flourishes, human race flourishes forever!"

"Martial luck flourishes, human race flourishes forever!"

Most of these prospective martial artists were young people aged 18 to 25,

all full of vigor, and after practicing martial arts, they were all full of blood and energy,

and under the call of this general, they were suddenly boiling with blood, wishing they could fight a beast right now.

"The monster for this martial artist combat assessment is the Bristle Rat, an H-level monster equivalent to a junior fighter.

What you need to do is hunt the Bristle Rats and cut off their left ears as proof."

After the general finished his speech, a middle-aged man wearing rimless glasses and dressed in civilian attire took the stage,

introducing the monsters and various standards for this assessment to the prospective martial artists.

'It's actually not a Shadow Cat.'

Zhang Jie was a bit surprised in his heart.

Although the monster Luo Feng had to hunt during his assessment was also an H-level monster equivalent to a junior fighter, the Shadow Cat,

the species of the monster was clearly different from his this time.

'However, this seems normal; the monsters for each assessment are different,

so there won't be specialized exam strategies, reducing the assessment effect.

Secondly, if all of them used one kind of monster, the capture difficulty would be too great;

after all, there are several thousand people in one assessment, and even if one only kills one or two, it's a monster colony.'

"Please go to the weapon room to get weapons."

As the various matters were announced, a sweet voice rang in the ears of the candidates.

For the sake of fairness, bringing one's own weapons is not allowed in the assessment; one must use the standard weapons provided by the military.

Zhang Jie lined up in the crowd and entered one of the weapon rooms.

He saw weapon racks standing in the weapon room, with brass knuckles,

daggers, combat knives, long spears, shields, and other cold weapons placed on the racks.

Because the combat assessment mainly examines courage and strength, thermal weapons are not provided.

After all, in terms of mental stimulation, long-range shooting with firearms is far less intense than one-on-one,

blade-to-blade, life-and-death combat.

However, the specifications of these cold weapons were very good, from those who were short and took the agility route,

As for the examinee who was eight feet tall, covered in bulging muscles, and looked at a glance like someone skilled at head-on combat,

all could find suitable weapons according to the weapon data on each rack.

Each prospective martial artist can choose a weapon combination suitable for their own combat style. ===== CHAPTER 254 =====