A huge crystal hub with a radius of at least three thousand miles exists in that land. At this moment, it shines with a faint blue light, as deep as the stars in the sky.
Above this crystal hub, there are many ancient buildings standing. At the front of many buildings, stands a huge dark gold stone door. In the center above the stone door are carved four vigorous and powerful characters, full of a mysterious pressure.
:War College.
"Is this...the legendary Zhan Zhan Academy?" Many young Yuan warriors opened their eyes wide at this moment, unable to calm down.
They came from all directions to join the Zhan Zhan Academy. This is a place filled with countless legends since ancient times. There are too many powerful Yuan warriors who came from here. This is also the place where countless young Yuan warriors came from.
There is no such place as a training resort where warriors would dream of seeking death.
Seeing this land with one's own eyes is enough to shock people. No one can calm down. Even those geniuses who came out of some ancient powers are so excited that they can't restrain themselves. This scene is too extraordinary. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes,
, who can believe that the entire Zhan Zhan Academy is built on such a large crystal hub?
Near the Zhan Zhan Academy, you can see a small central square in front of and on the side of the dark gold stone gate. This square is used to place sculptures, and there are statues of Yuan warriors standing one after another.
"Is this the number one general of our dark demon clan?" A young Yuan warrior walked forward in surprise and stood under a sculpture and asked.
Next to him, following an old man, nodded with a smile and a touch of pride: "Yes, this is the number one general of our Dark Demon Clan."
Dark Demon Clan? Zuo Chen couldn't help but look at the two people in front of him with surprise. The Dark Demon Clan had some impressions in Zuo Chen's mind. He had seen many things about the Dark Demon Clan in the classics.
, this is a race with a very powerful bloodline, and there are many geniuses in the race. Once they grow up, they are extremely terrifying.
In the past, when Zuo Chen was still in the Endless Battlefield, he had seen strong men from the Dark Demon Clan come to the Zuo Imperial Clan and compete with masters from the Zuo Imperial Clan...
Someone else walked forward excitedly at this moment, looked at another lifelike sculpture, and proudly said: "This is the ancestor of my Tyrant Blood Clan."
The Tyrant Blood Clan may not be as good as the most terrifying clans such as the Descendants of the Divine Dragon and the Dark Demon Clan. However, it is also an extremely terrifying force. At least it is not much weaker than some of the peak imperial clans in this land of judgment. The one who once rose to prominence in the Tyrant Blood Clan
Throughout the ages, there are top figures within their clan who have left immortal myths on this continent.
Immediately afterwards, Zuo Chen saw some Yuan warriors from some ancient mysterious forces. They visited under the leadership of their elders and pointed out some sculptures, which were strong men belonging to their clan.
"The sculptures that can stand here represent endless glory." Zuo Chen said to himself.
Adding up the sculptures, there are at least more than a hundred sculptures. Each sculpture here represents a peak Yuan warrior who once made a great contribution to the Zhan Zhan Academy and was recognized by this land.
The masters and myths.
Back then, Zuo Chen came to the Zhan Zhan Academy once, following his father. At that time, Zuo Chen already knew about the existence of these sculptures.
There are so many sculptures standing here, in different orders, and the meanings they represent are also different. At least the owners represented by the sculptures at the front are the most important existences.
"Jie?" Zuo Chen suddenly shrank his eyes and came to the front in an instant.
These sculptures stand here, and there is only one at the front, which represents the first president of the War College.
Second only to this sculpture are about a dozen sculptures. These sculptures are not simple and have extraordinary significance. Among them, Zuo Chen actually saw a familiar face: the Lord of Shadow Stream-
Tribulation.
"Lord of Shadow Stream, King of Assassins!"
Under this sculpture, there is a small stone platform, with these eight characters carved on the stone platform.
"King of Assassins? He is truly worthy of the name." Zuo Chen thought secretly in his heart.
"Senior, your sculpture actually exists here." Zuo Chen was actually a little excited and secretly said to Jie.
After a long time, Zhe's voice appeared, and he smiled faintly: "I said that I was an elder of the Zhan Zhan College back then, but because of some subsequent events, I left the Zhan Zhan College."
The status of the elders of the Zhan Zhan Academy is really not simple. It can be said that even if the elders who come out of this land enter the imperial clan, the masters of the imperial clan must treat them with caution, not only because they cannot afford to offend them.
The Zhan Zhan Academy behind it is because anyone who can become an elder in the Zhan Zhan Academy is the top and most terrifying Yuan warrior master.
The sculpture was extremely clear, as if it were carved into three parts. Zuo Chen was a little surprised by the two comparisons, because the sculpture of this robbery can be said to be extremely expressive, and even from a certain angle, it looks better than existence.
The robbery he saw inside the Shifang Heavenly Monument was more domineering and heroic. If taken seriously, it seemed that the sculpture in front of him was more in line with the image of the four words "Lord of Shadow Stream" in the minds of future generations.
"Senior, your current appearance looks a little more weathered than this sculpture." Zuo Chen said teasingly.
"The years are invincible. Some things have happened. I am very lucky to be able to stay in this state and survive." Jie was silent for a moment and sighed.
….
"King of Assassins? But that's it. It's not worthy of the name at all. It's just an exaggeration." Just as Zuo Chen secretly spoke to Jie here, a disdainful voice came from the ground behind him.
The sound caught Zuo Chen's attention almost as soon as it appeared. He also saw many young geniuses in all directions glaring at them angrily or frowning at the same time.
The Lord of Shadow Stream, the King of Assassins, there is no one who has not dreamed of becoming a real assassin. The master represented by the word "Jie" is the object of awe and fascination for generations of Yuan warriors. The master of this voice said so.
Jie's disdain would naturally arouse the dissatisfaction of many people. Even Zuo Chen frowned in vain and turned away his eyes.
What caught his eye was a young Yuan warrior with long flowing hair, wearing an ancient blood war robe, with a palm-sized dagger embroidered on the chest, which seemed to be a dagger.
"A balanced person?" Many people closed their mouths involuntarily after seeing clearly what the young Yuan warrior was wearing, and the anger in their eyes seemed to have disappeared a lot.
Others have extraordinary backgrounds and are not afraid of this person, but they are also a bit wary of too much or too little.
Someone said in secret: "The calamity in your mouth is nothing more than this. Could it be that you are stronger than him? The calamities of your youth are not something you can compare to."
"Huh?" The young man stepped out of the ground. His eyes were piercing, and a ray of fearful cold light burst out and condensed along the front in an instant.
Wherever his eyes went, young Yuan warriors retreated in fear, so they made way for them.
Another person appeared on the other side of this road. He was a young face with a slender figure, and his body was surrounded by wisps of astonishing aura, which was obviously extremely extraordinary and supernatural.
"Are you questioning me?" The blood-robed young man's tone was bone-chilling.
The young man who spoke before snorted: "Question? No, I'm just telling the facts."
"Get out!" The young man in blood robe suddenly spoke, uttering murderous sounds.
A chilling murderous aura emerged, and the young man in blood robe took action directly, pointed forward with one finger, and drove a terrifying finger force into the land.
Boom!!!
The body of the young man who spoke in front was directly blown away. He was also extremely powerful, but he was no match for the man in blood robe and was seriously injured by the blow.
"If it weren't for the blood staining in front of the Zhan Zhan College, you would have been a corpse." The man in the blood robe said coldly, then turned his eyes away and ignored the man.
The occurrence of this scene greatly shocked some people here, making many people look fearful and then retreat. Just kidding, this man in blood robe is too powerful. Among his peers, he can directly crush him with his actions.
That person was injured by the shock. I am afraid that most of the people here would not be able to compete with the person in front of him.
"The king of assassins in the past? It's just that I didn't live in that era. Otherwise, how could the words "Lord of Shadow Stream" appear in this world?" The man in blood robe stood side by side with Zuo Chen, standing in front of the statue of Jie.
He spoke calmly, with a kind of confidence and arrogance that could not be concealed in his tone.
Judging from his posture, it seems that this place is in front of the Zhanzheng Academy. He will definitely destroy the sculpture in front of him. Zuo Chen has already seen signs that this person is ready to take action, but he is always wary.
Although... this person's robes proved his identity as a genius who came from that force, he still maintained a certain degree of awe for the Zhan Zhan Academy.
"Just for you, at the same age and in the same realm, you are no match for the Lord of Shadow Stream. At least he won't be as arrogant as you." Zuo Chen said calmly.
Others were in awe, but how could Zuo Chen be such a timid and cowardly person? What's more, although the blood-robed young man was powerful, Zuo Chen sensed the latter's attack just now. After all, the opponent was still in the martial arts realm.
It must really surpass everyone.
"Um?"
The blood-robed young man's gaze was like the most terrifying blade, focusing directly on Zuo Chen's face. He showed an ice-like smile: "Are you provoking me too?"
"Provocation?" Zuo Chen laughed: "Who are you? Provocation? Are you worthy of it?"
Zuo Chen didn't want to cause trouble, but it seemed that he couldn't retreat at this time. At least he couldn't judge the owner of the sculpture in front of him with such insulting and disdainful words. After all, calamity existed in his own world.
These days in the monument helped Zuo Chen a lot. In Zuo Chen's heart, he regarded him as a friend and even more as a respectable senior.