Chapter 158 The pressure of the God of War

The sun was scorching in the sky, strong winds were roaring by, and the flags were blowing loudly.

On the roof of the Tobukan headquarters, there was a row of young men and women standing. They all stood with their hands behind their backs, with their heads held high and their faces serious.

As if waiting for something!

"Introduce yourself." At this time, a man in yellow robe had his hands behind his back, his eagle eyes scanned the crowd, and his voice was rich.

"I am the administrative director of Dongwu Hall, with the title Yan Mang!"

"I've seen the Yanmang Martial God!" Everyone saluted respectfully, including Chu Tiannan, who couldn't help but respect him.

Every god of war is a treasure of mankind!

"Whoever was fighting just now, stand up." However, Yanmang Martial God's next words shocked many talented people.

All eyes immediately fell on the slender figure carrying a dark gold sword.

"Firemang Martial God!" Chu Tiannan stood up directly.

Now that he has taken action, he will naturally not back down. Even when facing the powerful Martial God, he still remains as calm as still water.

"You still have me." At this moment, Xiong Lie's face turned red. Although the eyes around him were strange, he still straightened his back.

Because he thinks that it is not shameful for him to lose to Chu Tiannan, who is really strong.

"Very responsible and good-natured." The man in yellow robe nodded slightly when he saw this, his voice still full of majesty.

The strong wind blew slowly, and everyone's clothes were rustling, but Yanmang Martial God's body was extremely peaceful.

There is no ripple, just so isolated from the world, unaffected by heaven and earth.

The man in yellow robe glanced at the two of them with his eagle eyes, his voice was calm. "Ten billions per person, don't you have any objections to the restoration candidate department?"

Hearing this, both of them, including Chu Tiannan, widened their eyes.

"Ten billion?" Xiong Lie's eyes were round, and he obviously didn't expect it. He smiled bitterly and said, "God Yanmang, can you give me a chance?"

Chu Tiannan nodded repeatedly at the side. Although they were not short of money, the 10 billion was just to build a mere room.

That’s 20 billion earth coins! It is estimated that hundreds of candidate departments can be cultivated.

"Give me a chance?" Yanmang Martial God looked at the two of them with a half-smile, and nodded slightly: "Then come again next year."

"I hand it over!"

"I'll hand it in too!"

Chu Tiannan and Xiong Lie suddenly lost their temper. They had to bow their heads under the eaves.

Chu Tiannan was the first to swipe his wristband at the yellow-robed man's wristband. When he saw that the transfer was successful, he clearly understood the perseverance of his heart.

He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"I will never be impulsive again. I will never be impulsive again." What's even more funny is that Xiong Lie was almost crying at this time, looking like a wrong baby, which made people want to laugh.

But due to the majesty of a god of war, everyone suppressed it forcefully.

"Come back to the team, you two, let's get down to business!" A brief interlude passed by, and Yanmang Martial God looked around at everyone and said loudly.

"First of all, you selected geniuses are all the elites of our East Martial Arts School. If you want to stand out, it depends on your personal strength, because we are opposite you."

As he said that, Yanmang Martial God pointed at another high-rise building and said with a slight smile: "There are twenty-five people on your side, and there are also twenty-five people in the North Martial Arts Hall, and the Martial God Preparatory Camp only accepts monsters."

After hearing these words, the surrounding air suddenly became more solemn. Everyone, including Chu Tiannan, was extremely serious.

Listening to Yanmang Martial God's words, they understood that this so-called only accepts monsters.

It means that only the geniuses among geniuses among them are qualified to enter that holy land.

"Every year, fifty people are sent to the Martial God Preparatory Camp. Of course, whether you can stay or not depends on your personal abilities." Yanmang Martial God looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice.

"Whether you want to reach the sky in one step, above tens of thousands of people, or continue to be mediocre, Dongwukan has no right to interfere. You have to walk your own path."

"You will be boarding the plane in three minutes and you will be sent here. As for now."

At this time, Yanmang Martial God suddenly felt a pressure all over his body, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on top, and everyone who was oppressed could not breathe.

"Hmph!" When Chu Tiannan felt the true power of the God of War, he found that he had no power to fight back.

Even when facing the quasi-martial god Robert, he did not feel this powerless.

"As expected of the God of War"

Feeling the sudden pressure, most of the young people fell to the ground instantly, with only a few figures struggling to support themselves, but it was not too late.

"Huh?" Because Chu Tiannan felt tiredness coming over him at this time, he gritted his teeth and tried to dispel it, but found that it was too late.

boom! boom!

Seeing that all twenty-five young men fell to the ground unconscious, the man in yellow robe withdrew his pressure and smiled.

"As for now, of course I want you to have a good sleep."