Chaotic Sword God
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
Zhan Yue
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 66.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1388- Similar request
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 451: Two Paths
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1387- Compromise
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.03.1 - Late September's Whispers
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 358: Left
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 708: Who's The One Who Came From Hell
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 450: Granny Shen's Prediction
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 407 - Since You Refuse To Leave, Then Stay Forever
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1045: The Last Segment
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1386- Memory from his last life
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1385- Destined outcome
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 707: One Here, One There
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 449: This World is For You
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 65.2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1044: Floating Platform
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 406 - If You Want to Kill Me, You'd Better Show Some Real Effort
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 706: When Dark Clouds Gather
The Martial Art Display Palace was completely crowded, resulting in a lively scene as the people chatted with one another.
As soon as Qin Nan and Longhu entered the place, a servant immediately approached them and gave them two badges, which with the numbers ‘one thousand and three’ and ‘one thousand and four’ written on them respectively.
“Look at them girls here...”
Longhu scanned the crowd and his eyes widened after seeing the attractive physiques and the long jade-like legs of the female cultivators.
“So many geniuses are here just for the Selection of the Three Platoons.”
Qin Nan’s left eye flickered thunderously.
In the hall, there were at least over a thousand young geniuses, and only a few hundred possessed a cultivation of the peak Martial Ancestor Realm. The majority were Martial Dominator Realm experts, and some of them had even reached the eighth-layer Martial Dominator Realm, granting them terrifying auras.
Furthermore, Qin Nan also discovered that many possessed Martial Spirits of the third-grade Di rank, or even the fourth-grade Di rank.
However, he knew that no one here was considered thae top genius of the upper district’s Eastern Continent.
The reason being that the real geniuses had all been recruited directly into the three platoons long ago.
At that instant, a young man entered the hall while completely unleashing his fifth-layer Martial Dominator Realm aura.
Since all geniuses had gathered here in the hall, not many would dare to unleash their aura in such a conceited manner.
The young man instantly grabbed the attention of the crowd.
“Huh, isn’t this guy Ling Wushuang? I thought he had already been chosen by the three platoons since he has a fifth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit? Why is he here at the selection?” One of the cultivators who knew the identity of the young man blurted out.
The words caused an uproar to take place.
“Sh*t, are you serious? He could easily join the platoons with his fifth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit? Why would he still need to take part in the selection?”
“I think this Ling Wushuang is purposely taking part in the selection to show off his talent!
“Shhh, quiet. A fifth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit guarantees him to have a better future than us!”
Many among the crowd wore unpleasant looks.
After all, the Selection of the Three Platoons was specifically held for the cultivators who had yet to be recruited by the three platoons. It went without saying that Ling Wushuang’s presence would surely steal their attention.
“What’s with the noise, be quiet!”
At that moment, a displeased roar could be heard from the outside.
Ling Wushuang frowned after hearing this; Who exactly dared to be more scornful than him.
The crowd could only see a woman wearing a mink robe with an outstanding physique and tanned skin entering the hall while carrying a giant sword on her back. The ferocious aura emitted from her figure caused the crowd’s hearts to race.
Qin Nan’s eyes were filled with astonishment following a glimpse with his left eye.
The woman’s flesh was incredibly powerful, as if she were a tyrannosaurus with a human figure. It was only slightly weaker than his flesh with the strength of the Martial Highness Realm.
Ling Wushuang’s eyes widened after seeing her, “Xue Meng, why are you here at the selection!? Weren’t you selected by the Vermilion Bird Platoon?”
“Xue Meng? Is she really Xue Meng?”
“She’s the daughter of the Second City’s City Lord. It’s said that she possesses a sixth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit!”
“What? Sixth-grade Di rank?”
“F**k!”
The geniuses in the hall were utterly astounded.
A Ling Wushuang was troublesome enough, and now even Xue Meng who possessed a sixth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit was here too!
How would they stand a chance in the selection against them?
“Shut up! A bunch of p*ssies!”
Xue Meng burst out cursing and headed straight to the center of the hall without glimpsing at Ling Wushuang. She thrust her sword into the ground, resulted in a huge crash; she then stretched before lying against the sword and falling asleep. The crowd could even hear her snoring, a huge contrast to her gorgeous appearance.
“Splendid! F**king splendid! Qin Nan—oh no, Duan Qing—I’ve finally found my true love!”
Longhu’s eyes glistened upon seeing this as his heart beat heavily.
He was keen on her tyrannical personality.
Qin Nan’s expression darkened as he shook his head.
Following this, the atmosphere of the hall intensified due to the arrival of the two geniuses. A great amount of battle intent and hostility filled the place, as if it were going to explode anytime soon.
“The inspectors of the Three Platoons have arrived!”
At that instant, a loud roar could be heard.
Everyone in the hall turned their heads around and gazed in the direction of the second floor.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Following a series of deafening footsteps, a bulky three zhang tall man wearing an armor-plate with a Black Tortoise engraved on it approached the crowd. His eyes were slightly bloodshot, giving him an intimidating look.
“Everyone, you can call me Vice-Platoon Leader Xiong. I’m the inspector of the Black Tortoise Platoon.”
Qin Nan’s eyes wore a stern look after taking a glimpse at him. His cultivation had reached the peak Martial Highness Realm, but his aura was at least four to five times stronger than Sun Yi’s.
Following this, a white-figure flew out. It was none other than Elder Wang whom Qin Nan had encountered previously.
“You can call me Elder Wang.”
Elder Wang spoke calmly. His eyes flickered as he scanned the crowd, but they were filled with disappointment after failing to locate the figure he was anticipating.
Wasn’t that guy here?
“What? Elder Wang is here himself?”
The crowd of geniuses immediately held their breaths.
Even the eyes of Ling Wushuang and Xue Meng glistened.
Elder Wang, the Vice-Platoon Leader of the Vermilion Bird Platoon, an extremely famous cultivator of the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom. His strength was on par with the Ten Dukes.
Normally, A person like Elder Wang would not appear here at the Selection of the Three Platoons, but it was different today.
“HAHAHA, Elder Wang, it’s been a long time!”
At that instant, following a huge laugh, a middle-aged man with a dark expression appeared. On his chest was the symbol of a ferocious-looking White Tiger.
“Fellow cultivators, I’m the Vice-Platoon Leader of the White Tiger Platoon—Xu Ao!” The middle-aged man placed his hands behind himself while glimpsing at Elder Wang with a grin, “Once the selection starts, if Elder Wang is fond of anyone, our White Tiger City will offer double the benefits to recruit you.”
The crowd was astonished hearing this.
Double the benefits?
It was obvious that this White Tiger Platoon was trying to steal the talents of the Vermilion Bird Platoon!
Elder Wang remained calm, as if it were not his concern at all.
“Cough cough.” Vice-Platoon Leader Xiong let out a cough and declared, “The Selection of the Three Platoons begins now. The rules are simple! In just a moment, the Shura Illusion will be unleashed here at the Martial Art Display Palace. Those who are able to endure the period it takes an incense to burn are qualified to become the probationary disciples of the Black Tortoise Platoon. Those who endure the period it takes two incenses to burn will be able to join the Black Tortoise Platoon as official disciples! Those who endure longer than that will be picked by the three platoons straight away!”
“Shura Illusion?”
Qin Nan frowned and raised his head,glancing upward after becoming aware of something.
Translator: XephiZ
Editor: DOCuinn