The Martial Alliance is a holy land that every warrior longs for. As long as they break through to level five, most warriors will apply to join the Martial Alliance.
Almost every city in China has a martial alliance.
Of course, the management of the Wu League is also very loose. Because of this, the government allows the existence of the Wu League.
Lancheng Wumeng is located in a building in the central area of Lancheng.
The building is sixty stories tall, all belonging to the Wu League.
Standing outside the building, Ye Feng raised his head and looked at the huge plaque. The two big characters of 'Wumeng' were flying and phoenixes were dancing in the air, making it majestic.
"Let's go!"
The fat man patted Ye Feng on the shoulder and said: "Remember what I told you, don't hide anything later, the more evil you act, the more the Martial Alliance will value you!"
"Um!"
Ye Feng nodded and followed the fat man into the building.
There are many warriors gathered in the hall on the first floor. Each of them has a calm aura and bright eyes. You can tell that they are masters at a glance.
With a friendly smile on his face, the fat man walked to the front desk in the center of the hall and said, "Sister, my brother wants to join the Wu Meng!"
The girl at the front desk was pretty and had a sweet smile. She looked up at Ye Feng who was following the fat man and said, "Sir, please fill out the form. Someone will do the assessment for you later!"
"oh!"
Ye Feng took the form handed over by the girl at the front desk.
The content to fill in is very simple, just name, age and so on.
"Isn't this Fatty Wang?"
Suddenly, a cold swishing sound sounded from not far away, and a young man wearing training clothes was seen, with a cold look on his face, staring at the fat man who was accompanying Ye Feng.
"Hey, it turns out to be my eldest grandson!"
"Fat Wang, you are looking for death!"
Not far away, Sun Xun clenched his fists violently, staring at the fat man with unconcealed murderous intent in his eyes, "Fat Wang, do you believe I will break your legs right now?"
"I do not believe!"
The corner of the fat man's mouth raised slightly, showing a hint of contempt. He raised his hand and pointed at Sun Xun, "If you have the guts, come and do it!"
"How brave!"
Sun Xun's chest rose and fell violently, obviously he was very angry with the fat man, but this was the Lancheng Martial League, and even if Sun Xun was angry, he would not dare to take action at will.
"I don't believe it, you won't come out!"
After saying that, Sun Xun turned around, walked out of the hall quickly, and stood at the door.
Seeing Sun Xun standing outside the martial alliance, staring at him through the glass door, the fat man curled his lips and said, "Coward!"
"He has a grudge against you?"
Ye Feng handed the form to the girl at the front desk, then glanced at Sun Xun who was standing outside the hall, and then looked at the fat man.
"He's just a coward, don't pay attention to him!"
Although Sun Xun, who was standing outside, couldn't hear what the fat man was saying, he could tell from the shape of his mouth, and he was so angry that he almost ran away.
"Damn fat man, I will definitely break your legs later!" Sun Xun tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart and clenched his fists.
The girl at the front desk who took the form had a look of shock on her face, and looked at Ye Feng with a calm expression, "He, he is a third-level warrior? But how old is he?"
After learning that Ye Feng was a third-level warrior, the girl at the front desk did not dare to hesitate and quickly picked up the phone and informed her superiors.
After waiting for a few minutes, a middle-aged man in a black suit walked up to Ye Feng with a smile on his face and asked, "Are you Ye Feng?"
"I am Ye Feng!"
"I am your inspector for this assessment. Come with me!" The middle-aged man smiled kindly.
"OK!"
After seeing the middle-aged man, the smile on the fat man's face disappeared, showing a look of awe, "I knew that the madman would definitely attract the attention of the Martial Alliance. But I didn't expect that the leader of the Lancheng Martial Alliance would come in person.
Verify the madman.”
This middle-aged man turned out to be the leader of the Lancheng Martial League, Fan Yang.
Fan Yang's appearance did not cause much of a sensation. After all, he was the real high-level leader of the Martial Alliance, and ordinary warriors did not know him at all.
Following Fan Yang into the elevator, Ye Feng tried his best to control the corpse energy in his body. The reason was simple. He felt a strong threat from Fan Yang, just like a frog encountering a poisonous snake.
"Ye Feng, you are only twenty-one years old, but you are able to cultivate to the third level of martial arts. It really surprises me." In the elevator, Fan Yang looked at Ye Feng with a smile.
Ye Feng laughed dryly and didn't know how to answer.
If you say too much, it will be wrong, it is better not to say anything.
When Ye Feng didn't answer, Fan Yang didn't care much. After all, everyone has secrets that they don't want to share with others.
The management of the martial alliance is very loose, and Fan Yang doesn't care whether Ye Feng is a genius from a certain family.
Fan Yang did not believe the content of the form filled out by Ye Feng. In his opinion, Ye Feng must be a certain aristocratic family or a sect's genius. Especially after he knew the identity of the fat man, he was even more sure of his guess.
"Ding!"
The elevator door slowly opened, and Fan Yang took the lead to walk out. He introduced to Ye Feng who was following him: "The verification of the Martial Alliance is very simple. First, we must determine whether you are the purest human being!"
"Well!"
The corners of Ye Feng's eyes twitched slightly, trying to verify whether he was the purest human being?
"Damn, why didn't Fatty tell me this?" Ye Feng was going crazy. If he was exposed as a zombie here, he would definitely die.
In fact, it's not Fatty's fault. After all, in Fatty's view, although Ye Feng is mysterious, he must be human.
Ye Feng's steps became a little stiff, but he did not dare to leave. If he left now, wouldn't it be obvious to Fan Yang that he was not a human being?
Bracing himself and following Fan Yang, Ye Feng was anxious, "System, is there any way to conceal my identity?"
"As long as the host has enough zombie points, anything can be done!"
"But I only have three zombie spots left. Is that enough?"
"Then it depends on the verification method of the Martial Alliance!"
"All right!"
Ye Feng smiled bitterly and followed Fan Yang into a room.
"Ye Feng, put a drop of blood on this first!" Fan Yang smiled and took out a test paper.
"OK!"
Ye Feng took the test strip without changing his expression and shouted in his heart, "System, what should I do now?"
"It's very simple, just exchange it for a drop of pure human blood!"
"Then exchange it for me quickly!"
"Ding!"
"The host consumes one zombie point to exchange for one liter of blood!"
Ye Feng lowered his head, pricked the skin of his finger with his nail, and a drop of bright red blood fell on the test paper.
Looking at the blood rolling on the test paper, Fan Yang smiled and said, "That's it!"
"call!"
Hearing what Fan Yang said, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "System, since I can exchange zombie points for blood, will I not need to suck human blood in the future?"
"The blood exchanged by the system does not have a will and cannot enhance the strength of the host."
"Really?" Ye Feng seemed to understand.
"Ye Feng, we will officially start the verification below!" Fan Yang did not doubt Ye Feng's identity. After all, the Martial Alliance has been established for hundreds of years, and no demon has dared to sneak in. The verification just now was just because of regulations.
