On the long street, stained with blood and filled with the smoke of battle, two men stood in a huge crater, examining the corpses scattered around them.
"Tsk tsk, that's ruthless. He wiped out Pei Duxing's four-person team all by himself."
I told Pei Duxing a long time ago, "Don't bother with all that fancy stuff, improving your personal strength is the most important thing."
He even talked to me about teamwork. Does he think this is playing League of Legends?
The man speaking was wearing dress pants and a shirt, had a handsome face, and wore black-rimmed glasses, looking like an office worker.
The other man beside him was tall, with a square and resolute face. He rarely smiled, and his expression always seemed very solemn.
Upon hearing this, he said in a deep voice, "It's not that Pei Duxing is too weak, but that person is too strong."
Leaving aside his various secret techniques and expertise, the sheer power he possesses is terrifying.
Huo Shan's physical body was incredibly strong, but he was still cut in two by Huo Shan's single strike.
Although Pei Duxing was weak in close combat, he had strengthened his physical body, yet he was still pierced through by a single punch from his opponent.
And this guy actually took so many hits from the Stalker neutron bomb robots; even you and I would have a hard time doing that.
The bespectacled man clicked his tongue and sighed, "This is troublesome. Where did this ruthless person come from? Was he trained in Ling Mountain?"
Those monks always liked to keep things to themselves, and their lineage and specializations leaned towards physical cultivation.
However, it doesn't seem like it. This move was far too ruthless, much more so than those hypocritical monks.
Sigh, we're really unlucky this time. We've run into a hellish level of the Border Patrol assessment.
"It's only the first night, and nearly a fifth of the people are already gone. At this rate, how many will actually pass the test?"
The tall young man said, "This should be a warning."
"Warning? Whose warning?"
"A warning from the will of the heavens!"
The young man said in a deep voice, "My master told me that there are more and more realm lords in the cycle of reincarnation, so many that they have caused some kind of imbalance in the cycle of reincarnation."
The reincarnators under the Realm Lord formed teams, with veterans mentoring newcomers to complete missions together. While this made completing reincarnation missions easier, it also led to a decline in the overall combat strength and quality of the reincarnators.
In particular, some of the people under the command of the realm lords went even further, completing tasks at the lowest possible level, which meant that a large number of people barely passed the task each time with a barely passing rating.
These assembly-line-style reincarnators are practically useless; they offer no advantage other than sheer numbers and provide no benefit to the cycle of reincarnation.
Haven't you noticed? Reincarnators of the same level are getting weaker and weaker. There are too many charlatans, especially in the low and mid-level reincarnations.
Therefore, this promotion assessment is a warning from the will of the heavens, weeding out those useless individuals who only possess cultivation levels but lack any combat ability!
The bespectacled man was taken aback and said, "Did the Heavenly King Guangmu say that?"
He then cursed, "Damn it, what bad luck! Why did we have to run into something like this?"
The young man did not complain, but instead a glint of light appeared in his eyes.
"In the cycle of the heavens, danger and opportunity coexist. This assessment of the world patrollers is so dangerous, but the rewards will be beyond our imagination."
The bespectacled youth suddenly realized something: "Did the Heavenly King Guangmu see something in this world?"
We're good brothers, so why not share? I don't have the means to take it from you.
The tall young man ignored him and turned to walk into the alley on the other side.
Helpless, the other person could only push up their glasses and follow him away.
At this moment, Yang Cheng was unaware that he had already been noticed.
He was still aimlessly searching for his target in the city of Evil Demons.
After what happened with Lin Zongxing, and the four people he just killed, Yang Cheng seemed to realize that he was quite powerful among reincarnators of the same level.
In the Evil Demon City, he was not the prey, but the hunter.
Perhaps because Yang Cheng had killed too many people that night, he did not encounter any other ghosts or reincarnators until dawn.
The chances of five hundred people encountering each other repeatedly in such a large city are still very small.
As dawn broke, Yang Cheng suddenly looked around.
The entire city somehow came to 'live' again.
Early morning vendors selling breakfast, farmers selling vegetables in the city, commuters riding old bicycles, and schoolteacher wearing a long robe and mandarin jacket with a pair of peephole glasses.
In an instant, the once lifeless and gloomy ghost town transformed into a vibrant small town from the Republican era.
However, the next moment, Yang Cheng's expression suddenly changed.
Because he felt that all the secret power in his body had disappeared.
Without internal energy, he could no longer use secret techniques such as the Five Wrathful Soldiers' Soul, and he could not enter the storage space.
Even his physical strength seemed to have been drained, making him almost indistinguishable from an ordinary person.
"Is it a force of suppression?"
Yang Cheng looked up at the sky.
At night, one must face various ghosts and battles between reincarnators, thus unleashing one's power.
During the day, this place is just an ordinary small town from the Republican era, without any danger, so its power is suppressed, and many reincarnators are forbidden from fighting here.
"Ha, is this considered halftime?"
Yang Cheng suddenly felt that the cycle of reincarnation was actually quite humane, as it even gave everyone a break during the intermission.
Of course, Yang Cheng didn't know that the assessment for border patrollers used to be much simpler than it is now.
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