As the god-level ten thousand realms sign-in system prompt sound fell.

Ye Yang only felt the power in his body, and in an instant, he went up crazy.

That feeling made him quite excited.

I can't wait to find someone to practice my hand right away.

War King, a pursuit of many war spirits.

Ye Yang, who was only 16 years old, reached it easily.

"Cracking."

Just listen to the crisp sound of bones.

Ye Yang stood up, moved his muscles and bones, feeling very comfortable.

"Is this the power of the King of War?"

He squeezed his fist, his whole body was overflowing with aura, obviously he had just broken through the King of War, and he was a little restless.

Immediately, Ye Yang withdrew from the practice space.

Washed up, changed into a neat set of clothes, and went out to eat breakfast with her own spiritual pet as usual.

However, Ye Yang just walked out of the yard where he lived.

I heard a raging news on campus.

"I heard that all the old students who went out to practice have come back, and their aura has become stronger than before."

"Zhuzha...After every veteran who goes out to practice, his strength will skyrocket."

"I don't know how many people have grown up this time?"

"..."

Everywhere in North China War Spiritualist University, news about the return of the veteran experience mission was spread.

The students who go out to practice and perform tasks every year are the elites selected by the school.

He was already strong and tyrannical, but after returning from experience, he became even more tyrannical.

Ye Yang was eating breakfast when the phone bell in his pants pocket suddenly rang.

"Your dream, my dream..."

He took out his cell phone to see that it was from Teacher Lan Xin and pressed the answer button.

"Hey."

"Ye Yang, gather at the playground in the center of the school's four districts at ten o'clock. All the freshmen are assessed, and the old students have returned."

On the call auzw.com, Teacher Lanxin’s hasty words came out.

"it is good."

Ye Yang responded and hung up.

Then, after a quick breakfast, went straight to the playground in the North China War Spirits University Center.

Judging from the tone of Teacher Lanxin's speech, Ye Yang felt that the assessment was very rushed.

As if it was decided temporarily.

Because according to the regulations of North China War Spiritualist University.

The final assessment for freshmen is the third day after all freshmen have completed the training.

But this time, it was obviously much earlier.

With curiosity, he came to the playground of the North China War Spirit University Center.

Teacher Lanxin had already been waiting on the playground.

At the same time, all the freshmen in the four districts were assembled.

The veteran students who had returned from the training mission stood on the opposite side with imposing arrogance and arrogance.

Dozens of instructors lined up on both sides of the battle. In the center, there are the Lanxin teacher and the chief instructor of North China War Spiritualist University.

"He is Ye Yang."

When Ye Yang approached, instructor Lan Xin introduced Ye Yang to the chief instructor.

The chief instructor glanced at Ye Yang, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Are you promoted to King of War?"

After a while, the chief instructor, Luo Ying, the super strong, looked at Ye Yang and asked in surprise.

"Huh!"

As soon as his words came out, the eyes of everyone present turned to Ye Yang, their faces full of shock.

"Warlord? Impossible, how long is it? He is warlord?"

"It shouldn't be him?"

"But the person the instructor looks at is Ye Yang."

"..."

Everyone looked at Ye Yang in disbelief.

Even the group of elite old students were alarmed.

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