"Okay! With your words, we have to help you no matter what!"

Luo Huai's words were very pleasant to the ears of the two bosses.

"Balrog, you come first!" Bird Hunzi is not as famous as Balrog, and there are not as many believers in other worlds as him.

"Wait." The Balrog boss suddenly asked Luo Huai: "Wood ghost, what are the coordinates of your home in the mortal world?"

"Coordinates? What coordinates?" Luo Huai replied confusedly.

"It's the kind of coordinates used for positioning between worlds. We must have designated coordinates for express delivery."

"Uh..." Something bad sounded in Luo Huai's mind, and he tentatively asked, "Latitude and longitude coordinates...is that okay?"

Although this is not what ordinary people would know, but he really did.

"It's over, it's difficult." The Balrog boss said in difficulty, "Without the coordinates and the call of the believers, I can at most lock onto the mortal world of the wood ghost, but I can't determine the exact location."

"It's okay, as long as I can go back to the mortal world, I can walk home." Luo Huai didn't think so much, and thought that no matter which city he went to, he would always go back.

But Niao Huanzi immediately told Luo Huai how narrow his vision was, "Who told you that there is only one planet in a world? If you are thrown into the astral world (outer space), you can walk back?"

"Then what should I do!" Luo Huai squatted on the ground in despair.

The Balrog comforted him: "Why don't you wait a little longer, the race of intelligent creatures in a mortal world usually gathers together, I'll try to find out if there are any other 'gods' that transmit power to your mortal world, maybe it can be a good wind aisle."

"That's the only way to go." Niao Hunzi said, although it sounded unreliable, it was feasible.

"This is a good way." Luo Huai regained his confidence.

Although the ranks of priests are rare in the human race, there are many ranks of believers. Those guys pray and pray all day long, as if they won't give up until they drain their gods.

"Then I'll start..." The flame panel of the Balrog boss appeared, and some runes on it kept flashing.

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Mortal Realm, University City, the venue for the preliminary assessment of the Assassin class.

This is a huge indoor simulated competitive stadium, surrounded by stepped auditoriums, and in the middle is a simulated battle platform that occupies a large area, which can simulate various terrains. It looks like a sand table from the outside.

Deserts, jungles, and even water, these are all achievable.

Four large screens are suspended from the dome above, and the camera can provide the audience with comprehensive details of the battle.

And now the terrain of the jungle is being simulated on the arena, and the freshmen of the assassin class are brought here one by one, and then join in.

The same goes for Ye Kuang, who was brought to a health cabin-like device.

The reason why universities can be called universities is because they have this device, which allows students to travel to the simulated battle platform in the middle like a fantasy world.

In this battle platform, students can return to the level in the fantasy world.

Here it means that supernatural skills and weapons can be used normally, because the basic value of the body itself is reserved, and the device is more to prevent physical injury and provide a venue.

And the internal virtual world of the battle platform is much larger than it looks from the outside, comparable to a real jungle.

Freshmen need to conduct battle assessments in this temporary "dungeon" in batches.

Whether the value filled in is true or not, the examiner can see clearly here, and at the same time can observe each freshman's

continue reading! The actual level, fighting style, make a record so that the academy can arrange for the new students.

"Hey, the number of students in our Assassin department has been sluggish in recent years."

Several assessment instructors were sitting in the auditorium, and an instructor who looked very young sighed and said to the colleagues beside him.

"It's good to have it, who made us assassins easy to be hated?"

"Tsk..." The other assassin instructors who were watching the battle stage suddenly clicked their lips in dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong?"

"Do these freshmen have any misunderstandings about assassins? They are so reckless, look at that!" The teacher pointed at the big screen, "He just went around behind the enemy and launched an attack directly!"

The instructor thought it would be fine, but what he didn't expect was that the freshman yelled at the same time as the attack: "Eat me with a backstab!"

"God is riding a horse and shouting!" The instructor was so angry on the spot that he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage.

The key is that the freshman succeeded!

"Hey! One day I will apply to the dean for early retirement."

The instructor covered his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair.

In the battle arena, after the freshman backstabbed the man, he immediately hid in the bushes beside him.

The rookie has just taken up the job as an assassin, so he doesn't have the skills of stealth, so he can only hide clumsily, but this will test the quality of an assassin even more.

"This kid hides well." The other instructor was quite satisfied when he saw this scene.

"A flamboyant personality is destined not to be an assassin." The instructor, who covered his eyes, said critically.

"Hey, don't say that, the definition of an assassin is so broad, as long as he can assassinate the enemy, he is a good assassin."

"As you say."

"Then what is the good seedling in your mind?"

"Then at least..." The instructor's eyes searched the screen.

Suddenly, his eyes fixed on a camera with no one in it, and he narrowed his eyes.

"Hey, do you think there is a little guy hiding there?"

"Where?" Another instructor followed his gaze, UU reading www.uukanshu. com also squinted his eyes for a while.

"Hehe~ This kid is so old!"

The ground roots of the jungle terrain are intertwined, and the ground is full of fallen leaves. Under a seemingly natural undulation of the ground, there is a person lying on his stomach.

It was Ye Crazy.

As soon as he entered the field, he used the combat experience accumulated in previous battles to quickly hide.

There is less than two meters between him and the brother who shouted backstab just now.

The opponent's foot was about to step on his head.

"Hurry up... it's now." The instructor outside the field urged in his heart.

At the distance of Ye Crazy, as long as the victim's screaming can be handled well, it will be a perfect assassination.

And the night maniac on the screen suddenly exploded as if he heard this.

He got up in a very particular posture, so as not to make fallen leaves fly all over the sky, and only made people feel a slight rustling sound coming from behind.

The freshman turned his head in a daze, and the next moment he saw a figure in a black hood throwing himself down in front of him.

"what…"

He screamed subconsciously, but his mouth was covered instantly, and the metal blade was stabbed into his throat by the figure's backhand.

The sharp blade chewed away the possibility of his voice.

"Okay!" The instructor clapped his legs and applauded, "Beautiful!"

Looking at Ye Mang who quietly left immediately after the assassination, the instructor's eyes couldn't stop

continue reading! Lived appreciation, "This kid is definitely a talent who entered the fantasy world in advance, and this method is not at all like a novice assassin."

"Hiss~ I understand the truth, but you slapped your own leg." Another instructor next to him gritted his teeth.

"Why does it hurt! We have a good seedling in our yard, we should be happy!"

"Do you dare to pat yourself and try, don't cut your nails!"

"Uh…"