The Rise of the Star-Swallowing God of War

Chapter 3 Joining the Extreme Martial Arts Hall

"Hahaha, okay, please wait for a while, I will report to our president to confirm your contract issue."

Guan Daoji was extremely happy when he heard Zhang Jing agreed and asked everyone to wait for a while while he went to contact the headquarters of the Extreme Guild Hall in Northeast Base City.

Guan Daoji entered a room of about 50 square meters. The room was very empty. In the center of the south wall was a silver disk about 2 meters in diameter, with a groove in the middle.

This room is used to contact the General Administration of Management in case of major emergencies, and is rarely used at ordinary times.

As Guan Daoji started the equipment, streaks of light and shadow shot out from the grooves of the disc, and then a figure wearing black training clothes appeared in the center of the room. If you don't pay attention to the occasional light and shadow changes around the figure, this three-dimensional projection is exactly the same as a real person. .

"What's the matter? Daoji" The man turned around and looked at Guan Daoji.

"This is the kind of president..." Guan Daoji bowed slightly and saluted the man in front of him, President Hu Fanzhu, who was known as the "Iron Fist". Then he told about Zhang Jing's situation and used instruments to display Zhang Jing's test performance and related information. .

"Sixteen years old, without practicing genetic energy, I have the physical fitness of an average warrior. I have very good physical talent. The 'micro-level' body skills are extremely rare at this age. I have a very high understanding! I definitely don't have it in the 'Basic Training Camp' Question, 'Elite Training Camp' is also promising"

Hu Fanzhu was very happy when he heard Guan Daoji's report. After all, he had a talent in his base. If he could really become a talent, the global headquarters would not let other forces abduct him easily, and he might be able to help him in the future.

After thinking for a while, Hu Fanzhu said: "In this case, the villa will do as you say and give him a free cheat code of 1 billion and a start-up capital of 200 million. I will discuss the training camp with the other three supervisors and report it. Global Headquarters, and after he successfully cultivates his genetic energy, you can arrange an elite team to take him to the wild for exercise first, for about a month, that's it."

"Yes, I will sign a contract with Zhang Jing and send a copy of the contract to the General Hall."

"Well! Lao Guan, I can rest assured that you have done something good. Now you have made a great contribution. Lao Deng will not be able to open his mouth in front of you in the future!"

"Then I will sign a contract with Zhang Jing and teach him the gene energy cultivation method."

"Well, go ahead"

Guan Daoji, who had his thoughts revealed by his boss, smiled. After the president's projection disappeared, he prepared the contract and called Zhang Jing to the conference room.

"Please take a look at the contract content first. The training camp needs to apply to the global headquarters." Guan Daoji handed the contract to Zhang Jing with a smile.

Zhang Jing took the contract with both hands and looked at the content. He was very surprised. He looked through the notes of Luo Feng's contract last night (PS: I saw that many people were asking about the note. It was indeed the author's negligence at the beginning. , "Bang bang bang" kowtows to admit his mistake, but there will be a solution later, don't worry), if I remember correctly, his start-up capital is 1 million, the free cheats limit is million, and he. . .

After signing the contract, Guan Daoji personally taught Zhang Jing the ‘gene energy cultivation method’.

This cultivation method is used to allow body cells to absorb the energy of the universe, but it is actually very simple. As long as the physical fitness can reach the level of a quasi-martial artist, you can basically practice successfully. However, everyone's talents are different and the efficiency of cultivation is also different.

Some people may need ten days and a half to cultivate, while others may only be able to cultivate in a few hours.

In the same first practice, some people may only be able to increase their strength by three to four hundred kilograms, while others can increase their strength by eight or nine hundred kilograms, and some geniuses can even increase their strength by one or two thousand kilograms.

The more you increase, the higher your cultivation talent is, and the more genius you are.

"By the way, Zhang Jing." Guan Daoji and Zhang Jing walked side by side, "Your warrior information should be ready in the next two days. Then you can use your warrior identity information to log in to our Extreme Martial Arts School's website to register an account. All cheats, weapons and equipment needed in the future will be operated through this account."

"You must be careful when choosing cheats. It is related to your future. You must check the relevant information before making a decision."

"I've been taking the time to practice the gene energy cultivation method recently. Come and see me after you succeed!"

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After walking out of the gate of the guild hall and looking back at this extraordinary building, Zhang Jing felt emotional in his heart that he could finally become a warrior.

He took out his mobile phone to report the good news to his family. Listening to their happy voices, Zhang Jing also had a smile on his face.

Zhang Jing then contacted Xia Tong to tell her the good news. After learning that Xia Tong was still at the convenience store, the two made an appointment to meet at the convenience store and go home together.

After transferring again, Zhang Jing walked to the opposite side of the convenience store with familiarity.

"Uncle Wang, I'm leaving first. Please pay more attention to your health!" Xia Tong said goodbye to Uncle Wang and walked toward Zhang Jing along the sidewalk. "Why are you here!" Looking at Xia Tong who was walking and talking, Zhang Jinggang wanted to speak. . .

The brakes "squeaked" sounded, and Zhang Jing saw the red sports car that couldn't brake rushing towards Xia Tong. Zhang Jing didn't have time to think about it, and rushed towards Xia Tong, struggling to take the girl away from the place.

boom! boom! At this time, the red sports car hit a parked vehicle on the roadside and stopped. Xia Tong, who was held in Zhang Jing's arms, subconsciously looked at Zhang Jing, "Are you okay? Are you injured?"

Zhang Jingze smiled and said to Xia Tong: "Don't worry, I am a warrior. This speed is far worse than that of a monster."

Creak, bang, the owner of the red sports car kicked open the slightly deformed door and angrily stepped out of the car. Looking at the short guy, a flash of understanding flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes, but there was a surge in his heart. Endless anger.

"How do you drive? Don't you look at traffic lights? Are you driving so fast in the city and you rush to reincarnate?" Seeing the angry and unrepentant look on the face of the perpetrator on the opposite side, Xia Tong decisively struck preemptively.

"Baga, do you know how much my car costs? How much does your life cost? Bitch, tell you, my Beiyuan family belongs to me..."

The owner of the red sports car smelled strongly of alcohol and was already furious. Now he heard Xia Tong's words and became even more furious. While yelling at Xia Tong, he suddenly raised his foot and punched Zhang Jing in the head.

"Bang!" Seeing that the other person was rude and wanted to hit him, but the attack was quite ruthless, Zhang Jing finally stopped suppressing the anger in his heart and punched the other person directly to the ground.

Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on the other party's body, Zhang Jing's face became even more gloomy.

"You don't need to talk nonsense to such a rotten person. Driving drunk and running a red light is enough for him to drink a bottle."

Zhang Jing dialed the police phone number as he spoke.

Looking at the owner of the red sports car lying motionless on the ground, Xia Tong was a little worried.

"Xiao Jing, you didn't break that guy, did you? He hasn't moved yet. How about you leave first?" Xia Tong, a child from a poor family, has seen Zhang Jing fighting with others more than once, and sometimes she would rush up to him. Help, but those people seemed to fly very high in the past, but they never lay there motionless like a dead dog.

"This bastard passed out, it's okay!" Zhang Jing said helplessly after looking at the other person carefully and hearing the subtle but rhythmic breathing.

"Wow wow wow wow-"

Soon the sound of a police car came, and an ambulance arrived at the scene at the same time. Zhang Jing and Xia Tong, who were chatting with Uncle Wang, turned around and saw the police car door opened. After four police officers came out, they immediately dispersed, some taking pictures, some asking. One of the people talking on the walkie-talkie walked towards the owner of the red sports car, and another one with an obviously higher status walked directly towards Zhang Jing.

"Are you Zhang Jing, the person who reported the crime? Tell us about the relevant situation." The policeman who walked up to Zhang Jing began to ask about the relevant situation.

Just as Zhang Jing was telling the police what happened, the policeman who walked up to the owner of the red sports car quickly looked through his portable device after seeing a familiar face with a red mark, and then immediately walked towards Zhang Jing and the others.

"Captain, something happened"

The police officer who was questioning Zhang Jing and the others looked at his team member and saw his expression. After exchanging a few words with Zhang Jing, the police officer immediately walked to the team member. The two whispered a few words and walked together. Next to the owner of the red sports car, he used the instrument to directly scan the other person's face, and then the police officer walked up to Zhang Jing and the others.

"I'm sorry, the perpetrator is a quasi-warrior. According to regulations, all cases involving quasi-warriors and warriors are the responsibility of the security bureau in the base city. Our ordinary police system has no way to participate. People from the security bureau should We’re almost here, but don’t worry, my colleagues and I have seen the detailed process and scene, and the evidence is in your favour.”

After saying these words, the police officer led the team members to the police car without waiting for Zhang Jing to speak. However, they did not leave directly, but sat in the car. It was not until the vehicle from the Security Bureau arrived that the police car slowly Drive away.

The people from the Security Bureau seemed to know what happened and the identities of both parties. They told Zhang Jing that the name of the man was Takao Nonaka. Since he just drove drunk and ran a red light without serious consequences, they could only fine him and ban him from driving for two years. punishment.

As for the person's attempt to attack Zhang Jing, they will conduct further investigation. However, it is difficult to determine whether it is intentional or not in such a drunken disturbance. Unless Zhang Jing sues in the name of threatening the lives of warriors and warriors' families in the base city, otherwise the accurate It is difficult for a warrior to be severely punished in a situation like this.

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Regarding the man named Takao Nonaka, Zhang Jing was not going to let him go easily. When chatting with Uncle Wang, Zhang Jing was thinking about whether he had offended anyone in this area. Although Takao Nonaka's punch did not hit him, But Zhang Jing knew very well that hitting a high-level student with such force would require at least half a year of training. He was just trying to destroy himself!

Moreover, Zhang Jingcai knew that Nonaka Takao was the leader of the group of Japanese people who drove with poor eyesight, and Aunt Wang fell down and was hospitalized because she avoided their car.

Since he had just become a warrior, he was not very clear about some of the situations, especially the Kitahara family mentioned by Takao Nonaka. Zhang Jing remembered that in the original work, there was a god of war named Kitahara Tsuyoshi who was also Japanese. He didn’t know there was any connection between the two. What kind of connection? Zhang Jing is planning to wait until he moves to Nanhu Community tomorrow to see if he can get some information and then settle the score with that guy! ! !

(End of this chapter)