Chapter 159 Arriving at the Martial God Preparatory Camp

Boom!

This was the sound of the door of a large transport plane opening. Strong wind blew in from outside, and Chu Tiannan's consciousness was hazy.

"Wake up, children." This was a voice full of vicissitudes of life.

Including Chu Tiannan, everyone's consciousness finally returned to reality. Many people looked around in horror and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this is Tobukan's transport plane, otherwise, they wouldn't even know they were sold.

"Geniuses, all get off the plane!" At that time, a bright voice came from outside, and twenty-five young men and women left the transport plane one after another.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment around them, everyone was confused.

"Where is this?"

"Yes, why are the coordinates not shown on my map?"

"Are we at sea?"

Facing the exclamations around him, Chu Tiannan also subconsciously looked at his bracelet and found that he was surrounded by blue areas.

But in the original ocean area here, there is a piece of land that cannot be identified on the map. It is really strange.

"Brother!" Xiong Lie and Lan Jue saw the figure carrying the dark gold sword on his back and walked over directly, saying in a deep voice.

"Nothing shows up on your map either?"

Hearing this, Chu Tiannan nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and said: "It is probably a secret military base. After all, I have never even heard of the Martial God Reserve Camp before this."

He had just used his bracelet to check, and there was no record of the Martial God Preparatory Camp at all.

"Swallow, help me check this Martial God Preparatory Camp." Chu Tiannan handed over the matter to the omnipotent Devouring System.

Host! The system is under maintenance, please come back next time.

What I got was such a speechless sentence, so there was nothing I could do about it.

"Quiet!"

Accompanied by a deep voice and a strong coercive force, everyone suddenly fell silent.

The noise around him disappeared, leaving only the whirring sound of the plane's propellers.

When Chu Tiannan heard the sound, he saw a row of tall figures standing in front of him with their hands behind their backs.

There were men and women among them, the oldest was close to forty years old, but the youngest was only a few years older than these new young people.

They all wore dark blue combat uniforms, with a badge on their arms.

On the badge, there is still the pattern of two crossed swords in black and white, with a crown on top, a hammer in the middle, and short blades on both sides.

And they have the word "instructor" printed on their chests!

"It seems that they are all from the Martial God Preparatory Camp." This was not the first time Chu Tiannan saw this badge, and he naturally understood it.

What is even more striking is that in the center of this row of people wearing correctional uniforms, there is the only one sitting on a chair, with his face invisible under his hat, and a pair of slender thighs crossing each other in mid-air.

Although he looks a little arrogant, no one dares to underestimate this person because he has the word "Chief Instructor" printed on his chest.

The chief instructor had his hands behind his back and a piece of grass in his mouth, looking very relaxed.

"Gather! What are you waiting for?" One of the male instructors, who was standing astride, stepped forward, looked ahead, and shouted.

The sound was like the crashing waves, causing some weak people to slow down for a moment.

"Hurry up!" A group of people cheered around and immediately stood upright. Chu Tiannan noticed from the front row.

People from the North Martial Arts School are also here, which means that all fifty people have gathered.

The air was unusually solemn at this time, and the transport plane had already left. The geniuses from the two major martial arts schools stood outside the base, listening to the sound of the waves crashing.

"You! You are the geniuses of our Chinese League." The male instructor from before shouted coldly with his eyes radiating sharpness.

"But I want to tell you, in the Chinese League area, put away the so-called arrogance and unruliness of you geniuses."

"Because! Everyone here is a genius!"

The instructor's majestic voice swept across the crowd, and the invisible pressure made several people fall to the ground unable to resist. The former's eyes narrowed and he immediately smiled.

"Very well, those people who fell just now can leave."

What?

Hearing this, the surroundings suddenly exploded, especially the young men and women who had fallen down. They immediately became dissatisfied. One of them couldn't help shouting at the fierce and burly young man.

"Why let us go?"

boom!

However, what answered them did come from the pressure of a stronger force, and these young people who had previously fallen unconscious suddenly lost consciousness.

fell down one after another.

At this time, the surroundings were silent and you could hear a needle drop. The male instructor snorted and sneered.

"Just because this is the Martial God Preparatory Camp, I have the final say!"