Chapter 15 We want people from Thunder and Lightning Martial Arts School

A middle-aged officer sat on a chair and stared at the monitor in front of him attentively.

The moment he saw Jiang Lan's figure appear on the screen, he quickly turned his head and patted the burly man next to him.

"Look at this kid, he appears again!"

Upon hearing this, the burly man also put his head in front of the monitor.

On the screen, Jiang Lan stabbed the two shadow cats into candied haws with one sharp move, and then cut off the left ears of the two monsters with the knife. The whole set of actions was natural, without any hesitation, as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times.

The burly man squinted his eyes.

"Tsk... This young man's physical fitness seems to be that of an intermediate warrior. But his efficiency in hunting monsters is so high, as if he was born to eat this kind of food."

After finishing speaking, the burly man hesitated slightly and continued:

"But this young man... why haven't I heard of him before? Could he be from the Extreme Martial Arts School? That's not right. I heard that the Extreme Martial Arts School only recruited a young man named Luo Feng in advance this time."

"They're just mid-level warriors. Although they have good talents, they're just like that. If we can't wait until the assessment is over, why don't you just call them over and ask them?" The middle-aged officer looked unconcerned.

"That's not right!" The burly man kept staring at the screen on the monitor. His pupils shrank suddenly, "Look at his speed!"

The middle-aged officer looked at the screen curiously. The next moment, his expression suddenly stiffened and his mouth was half-opened.

On the screen, after Jiang Lan finished hunting two shadow cats, he listened attentively for a while, then his body was swept by a strong wind, and he disappeared from the sight of monitor No. 32 in an instant.

When he reappeared, his figure had already entered the range of monitor No. 39.

The distance between monitors is about one hundred meters.

This means that the straight-line distance between No. 32 and No. 39 is about meters.

But it only took Jiang Lan a total of ten seconds from disappearing to reappearing, or even less!

"This..." the middle-aged officer's brain was running rapidly, and he finally came up with a number, "80 meters per second? No! That's just a straight-line distance. Counting detours, then... to meters per second ??! Junior...junior general?!"

"boom!"

The burly man slammed the table and stood up.

"We, the Thunder and Lightning Martial Arts School, want this man! No matter what the cost!"

Since there were too many monitors and only part of them could be displayed on the screen, Jiang Lan's figure quickly disappeared from the screen.

The middle-aged officer hurriedly picked up the landline phone on the table and said urgently to the opposite side: "Quick! Lock me to the person in the monitor No. 39 just now!"

The next moment, the screen flashed, and Jiang Lan's figure appeared on it again.

At this time, three iron-haired wild boars were staring at him, and five tiger mastiffs behind him were making deep roars.

Directly in front of the body, nearly ten gray shadows shot out in succession.

"Why are there so many monsters around him?" The middle-aged officer looked in disbelief.

Under the siege of nearly 20 H-class monsters, even a high-level warrior will be injured if he is not careful.

"Huh..." The burly man let out a long breath and stared at Jiang Lan on the screen.

On the screen, Jiang Lan's figure flashed continuously. Due to the frame limit of the monitor, he seemed to be teleporting.

In just a few moments of dodging, several shadow cats landed on the ground, followed by two iron-haired wild boar heads, and finally the five tiger mastiffs saw that the situation was not good and prepared to run away with their tails between their legs.

But Jiang Lan showed no mercy. He took out his sword and drew a cold arc in the air, passing through the three tiger mastiffs one after another.

Then he took two steps forward, grabbed the heads of the two tiger mastiffs with both hands, and closed them instantly!

"boom!"

There was a sound coming from the monitor. The heads of the two mastiffs collided. The huge force caused the skull to instantly collapse and shatter, with a large piece dented.

Inside the room, both of them shivered.

"Is this really his first time on the battlefield? This is too..."

The middle-aged officer hesitated to say the second half of his sentence, and the burly man answered: "Cruelty!"

"Yes!" The middle-aged officer nodded sympathetically.

"His talent and his energy in fighting would definitely be a waste of time in a martial arts school. Such a talent must come to the military region!"

"Iron Monkey, you want to steal someone from me?" The burly man puffed his beard and glared.

"Wang Heng, what are you talking about? What do you mean by robbing people? I just don't want to see such a good young talent being ruined by a martial arts gym!"

Wang Heng seemed to want to get angry, but considering the relationship between the two of them for many years, he just snorted in the end.

"Our Thunder and Lightning Martial Arts School will definitely not give up. Since you also want people, at best we can all rely on our own abilities!"

"Then everyone depends on their abilities!" Iron Monkey also snorted, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

Seeing Iron Monkey move so fast, Wang Heng secretly thought that he had miscalculated, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and said provocatively:

"Our Thunder and Lightning Martial Arts School has to be booked, and the military area is not easy to use, I said so!"

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Monster Town.

After Jiang Lan killed these monsters, he did not cut off their left ears.

It's not that he doesn't want grades, but the backpack behind him is only that big. It's already full of ears, and he can't fit them anymore no matter how hard he tries.

At this time, there were exactly 500 left ears in the backpack. Jiang Lan threw away the ears of the feral boar and tiger mastiff, leaving only the shadow cat, so he could hold so many.

No way, who makes the ears of feral boars and tiger mastiffs too big?

Seeing a ray of morning light rising from the horizon, Jiang Lan sat on the ground and stopped hunting monsters.

Tonight, he killed a total of 1032 monsters, which is about the same.

In the first few hours, he was still doing one per minute, but as he gained experience, his speed became much faster.

In the second half of the night, when you encounter a monster, you will basically kill it instantly.

He killed more than a thousand of them, but it was because the monsters were so scattered that he spent most of his time on the road.

After a whole night of killing, Jiang Lan's actual combat experience had made a qualitative leap.

He is confident that if he were to face the same person he was yesterday, it would be absolutely no problem for him to fight three against one.

Not only that, his mentality also quietly changed during this killing.

Originally, although he had accepted the fact of time travel, his sense of belonging to this world was not actually that strong.

After this night, he suddenly felt that maybe this world was more suitable for him.

After resting for a while, Jiang Lan got up again and walked slowly toward the exit of the town.

Just as he was about to approach the exit, bursts of harsh trumpets sounded throughout the town, followed by a rich male voice:

"The time is up, all would-be warriors, please rush to the exit of the town immediately!"