Chapter 421

"The Black Dragon Ranking hasn't changed much in the last few months."

"That's for sure; whether it's completing missions to kill monsters or breaking through the combat power amplification index,

which one can change significantly in a short period?"

A few days later, it was the day for the monthly Black Dragon Ranking update, but it wasn't time for the update yet,

so on the Black Dragon Square, many elite training camp students were chatting and goofing off.

Although they were martial arts elites, martial arts elites also need to relax!

It's not like everyone is a martial arts fanatic like Zuo Jing, who has nothing in his eyes but martial arts.

Moreover, the Black Dragon Ranking is related to the subsequent resource allocation,

so except for a small number of students who have absolute confidence in themselves, no student dares to be negligent.

"Sigh!

If only my ranking could advance one step further.

That way, the usage time of the gravity room and virtual training room could be longer.

If this continues, I'm afraid I'll be delayed in graduation."

A student stared at his mediocre ranking and sighed.

Although the elite training camp is also known as the War God training camp, and the students accepted are all martial arts geniuses,

and the students who graduate smoothly are all War God-level powerhouses, but it is said that they graduate smoothly,

so for those who graduate smoothly, naturally there are those who cannot graduate smoothly.

For such students, the quite humane training camp didn't directly give up on them,

giving them the opportunity to delay graduation, but in this way, the tilt of resources would be significantly reduced,

and even if they break through to War God later and meet the graduation standards, they will have wasted many years.

"Heh. The rankings before us are all experts with talent no less than ours,

and they have more resource tilt, so how could it be so easy to catch up?"

A good friend whose ranking was on par with this student said.

Then he rolled his eyes at his friend: "Stop being humble; others might not know, but I don't know?

You kid are only one step away from a low-level War God; even if you just grind, you can cross it before graduation.

You kid are clearly trying to use the training camp's resources to impact a mid-level War God, or even a high-level War God!"

The student whose secret was exposed wasn't ashamed or angry, but instead asked back:

"Don't you want to use the training camp's resources to advance a few more steps?"

The friend was directly silenced by the question.

The training camp is the place where they can most easily come into contact with high-level resources;

if they go out, the speed of progress will at least drop several times.

He knows his own talent; without the resource tilt of the training camp,

he is afraid he will be powerless to continue striding forward on the martial arts path.

Those seniors who are trapped at the low-level War God or even high-level War General level and cannot make any progress are their warning!

He thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "How about we go hunt high-level monsters?"

The elite training camp provides a multitude of high-level resources for the vast number of students,

and the daily consumption converted into money is an astronomical figure,

so naturally, it cannot rely entirely on blood transfusions from the Limit Martial Arts Hall and other forces,

and this is also not conducive to cultivating the students' insurance and fighting spirit.

The elite training camp aims to cultivate elites who fight against monsters,

opening up living space for the human race, not rice worms who only know how to lie down and suck blood!

Therefore, the training camp will specifically issue various monster hunting missions.

The higher the level and the greater the number of monsters hunted, the higher the points obtained.

Previously, for safety reasons, the two of them only hunted monsters of the same level,

but now it seems that for the sake of their own future, they must go all out,

go hunt higher-level monsters, obtain higher points,

improve their ranking, and obtain more resources.

"???"

He found that his good friend had no reaction when facing such a major event involving their own life and death.

"What's wrong with you?"

He couldn't help but reach out and poke his good brother.

"Don't move, look, the ranking has been updated!"

The student grabbed his friend's hand, his gaze completely attracted by the Black Dragon Ranking, his tone excited and inexplicable.

"The ranking has been updated?"

The friend's attention was also attracted, and he cast his gaze on the Black Dragon Ranking.

But the next second, he scoffed: "What is it, the first is still that pervert Zuo Jing."

"Damn, why did our ranking drop by one?!"

But when he saw his ranking, he instantly jumped up.

The two brothers had been working hard to hunt monsters, and they considered themselves diligent,

without a hint of laziness, so how could this ranking not rise but fall?

"The usage time of the special training room this month has dropped again!"

He let out a sorrowful wail; it was truly heartbreaking to hear and tear-jerking to see.

"Why are you still not reacting?"

What caught him off guard was that his good friend was still staring foolishly at the ranking.

He followed his friend's gaze and found that his friend was looking at the student ranked tenth,

and couldn't help but subconsciously sneer: "What's so good about tenth?

That pervert Zuo Jing has been entrenched in first place for several months; it looks like he will be first until he graduates!"

But looking closely, he was like a duck whose throat had been strangled,

and the words that had surged to his throat could not be spoken no matter what.

After a while, he came back to his senses and exclaimed: "Damn,

where did this pervert come from, who can actually hunt high-level Lord-level monsters?"

The record of the student ranked tenth had only one line: Hunted one high-level Lord-level Steel-Armored Earth Dragon!

A high-level Lord-level monster is a powerful monster equivalent to their high-level War God martial artist!

In the entire elite training camp, only Zuo Jing, who is ranked first, has this record!

In other words, this tenth place is a monster capable of competing with Zuo Jing for first place on the ranking!

"Zhang Jie, I haven't heard of this name before, but it doesn't feel very unfamiliar?"

After carefully seeing the name and code of the tenth place, he muttered to himself.

"Zhang Jie, that's the transfer student who was ranked last before."

At this time, the student who had recovered from his daze interjected faintly.

"After King Zhuang of Chu ascended the throne, he ignored state affairs for three years, drinking and making merry all day long; the ministers were worried but no one dared to remonstrate.

Right Sima Wu Ju remonstrated with a riddle: 'There is a bird perched on a hill in the south; it has not flown or sung for three years. What bird is this?'

King Zhuang of Chu responded after hearing it: 'Although this bird has not flown, it will soar to the sky when it flies; although it has not sung, it will shock people when it sings!'"

The allusion of King Zhuang of Chu shocking everyone with a single sound suddenly appeared in his friend's mind.

Zhang Jie's fierce record instantly spread throughout the elite training camp, shocking the entire training camp.

From all the teachers to all the students, everyone knew that

the person they previously thought was a connection-hire was actually a dragon crossing the river.

"Zhang Jie? I will not lose to you!"

Zuo Jing threw the communicator that transmitted the information into the lounge, his fighting spirit erupting, and he entered the virtual training room once again.

Today, he wants to challenge monsters at an even higher level!

"Hehe, with the record of one high-level Lord-level monster, I can finally get rid of the title of underachiever, right?"

At this time, Zhang Jie was not in the elite training camp; he was on a fighter jet heading to the Australian continent.

He was timing it, estimating that it was time for the monthly Black Dragon Ranking update, so he chuckled.

In order to get rid of the dark history of being an underachiever and to test his combat power,

he specifically chose a mission to crusade against the Steel-Armored Earth Dragon entrenched in the ruins of the Great Nirvana.

And the facts did not disappoint him; the high-level Lord-level Steel-Armored Earth Dragon, comparable to a high-level War God, was beheaded by him with one slash of his Blood Shadow Battle Blade.

It can only be said that a combat power amplification index as high as over thirty is just that arrogant;

the scales of the Steel-Armored Earth Dragon, which can withstand artillery shells, were as delicate as tofu in front of him.