In my two lifetimes, I have never seen such an upright killer, who doesn't even do the basic confidentiality work of a killer?!

Each one of them is really... upright and aboveboard.

Feng Yin still maintained a low-key style at all times, quietly walked into the crowd, and chose a position in the middle, just a foot away from the people in front, behind, left, and right.

This is a taboo environment surrounded by enemies on all sides.

As he entered, the Qi of the four people around him shook, but a new delicate balance was immediately formed.

This change caused the four people to open their eyes in unison, and took a look with a bit of toothache.

The two people behind and to the left and right of Feng Yin were doing better, and could continue to practice and recuperate with their eyes closed. However, the gold medal killer in front of Feng Yin felt no energy anywhere in his body, as if there were thorns in his back.

After trying hard to hold on for a while, he couldn't hold on anymore. He couldn't help but start to move forward. As he took a few steps, the person in front of him began to feel something was wrong and moved too...

Feng Yin entered alone, and the churning of Qi caused everyone nearby to move slightly.

According to previous generations, it is the so-called catfish effect.

All the moving killers were speechless.

I’ve never seen such a bastard... You say you’re going to enter when you enter, why can’t you just choose a corner and sit there?

Why do you have to go into the center?

Don’t you know everyone is very nervous right now?

We all have to be cautious in our daily actions. Wouldn’t it be unpleasant for you to be such a thorny person in the middle?

Little did he know that Feng Yin had already used this small incident to classify these people into different levels.

Those who move quickly, respond sharply, and react accurately are naturally good players; those who move slowly, choose the wrong direction, and avoid blindly; those who are slow to respond...can't relax either, maybe they are hiding their clumsiness, pretending to be a pig, etc. It's about eating tigers.

There are too many times when I can't wait for the opportunity, but I can wait for the opportunity!

"There are really not many people who can reach the golden gold medal level." Feng Yin sighed sincerely in his heart.

"Even though everyone's cultivation level is generally not very high, their personal combat qualities, their ability to sense and respond to approaching crises, and even their response are all very good. Few of them are really lucky."

Feng Yin used his own cultivation as a reference to prove that he was probably at the peak of the fourth level of the human level and belonged to the top level present. However, the ranks of these gold medal killers on the scene were still at the same level as himself.

Basically, they all start at the peak of second-level human level, then go to third-level, fourth-level, fifth-level, sixth-level, and there is no one above seventh-level.

The ones with the highest cultivation level present were those at the lower level of the sixth level, but there were only a few of them. There were also those who had reached the upper level of the fifth level, and the number was also very small.

"This is probably the level of cultivation of a gold medal killer."

"It's no wonder that some of the gold medal targets have been unable to complete their tasks for a long time."

"Everyone's upper limit is set here. It is stuck. At most, it is between the opponent's brothers. After considering the target's identity, background, origin, and strength bonus, the gold medal killer has no mental arithmetic and the advantage of surprise. There’s nothing cheap about it.”

"But this also shows that Jun Tianshou's card color evaluation at all levels is exactly the same as the target's strength evaluation. There are no individual differences. Although there is a certain amount of luck, it is by no means the key factor."

Feng Yin was amazed.

Jun Tianshou's ability to distinguish is really awesome, and it's all about the key points.

After confirming the above, Feng Yin closed his eyes and began to practice breathing, so as to ensure that his condition is at its best and peak.

Today is only the second day, and there are still a few days of waiting time before the official start of classes, so it’s better to take advantage of it.

People have the same mind and the same principles, everyone has the same thoughts, and they are all sitting here practicing Qigong, as quiet as a chicken.

After all...it also has the element of preschool learning.

No one is a fool. The reason why there is a five-day buffer time may not be to test the xinxing of the school's trainees. Currently, there must be instructors watching everything that happens here.

Above.

Ten figures stand majestically high in the sky.

There is a thin layer of mist between the crowd below and the ten people high in the sky.

This thin layer of mist is extraordinary. From the top of the mist layer, you can see everyone's face and every detail below. However, from the bottom of the mist layer, you can't see anything above it.

If Feng Yin knew this, he would definitely complain secretly, isn't this just a single-sided glass from another world, so unique!

At this moment, all ten people were looking at the fog layer with deep eyes, because this fog layer was far more than a single-sided glass.

What everyone can see are small ripples in circles.

Those are the cyclones of the participants below, like funnels, and each cyclone corresponds to a person below.

At this moment, the current personal cultivation state is revealed, how to attract spiritual energy, how to break through the interference of the surrounding dense fog, and penetrate downwards into the body in a series of processes. Everything above the fog layer is reflected without any leakage.

If you take a cursory glance from above, you will see that the calm water surface is being invaded by rain. Raindrops fall on the water surface one by one, creating ripples.

The fluctuations of these ripples are similar in size and direction.

So much so that the ten instructors who watched became bored after watching it for a while. The frequency of each person's vitality and spiritual power fluctuations is linked to the current cultivation level. Unless there is a sudden breakthrough, there will not be a large difference in this fluctuation of energy.

, of course, if there is a big difference, it is most likely that the breath of the person involved is distracted, he is possessed, or something!

But watching at this moment is my duty. Even if I am bored, I still have to read it carefully, so that everyone's eyes are wide open.

It’s really nothing to see!

In the eyes of the ten instructors, everything they saw was similar in size. To use a relatively vivid metaphor, some were as big as eggs, some were as big as duck eggs, and some were as big as goose eggs.

There may be a difference in size, but it is only the difference between big raindrops and light raindrops. At least for them, there is nothing surprising at all.

"It seems that this time, our group will be at the bottom again." One of the instructors sighed.

Several others also looked dim.

Because the final ranking of the students participating in the training will also affect the welfare benefits of the instructors.

The job of a gold medal trainer is also a technical job, and the instructors in each group are basically stationary; unless a certain person has a major task and is really unable to get away, or there is an accident, someone else will

People on top.

If there were no special circumstances and these instructors did not act particularly biased during the training, why would the training continue for five to ten periods?

Of course, after ten periods and twenty years, half of the ten most conservative instructors will have to be replaced.

After all, if the earthen jar is not broken outside the well, the general will inevitably die in battle.

There are even cases where for some instructor groups, if you look at it ten times later, everyone has changed three or four times.

The performance of the trainees in Feng Yin's group has been at the bottom for three consecutive periods.

"The best result in our group before was third place as a group, which is barely acceptable, but the individual results were relatively dismal...Only once did a guy break into the top ten, ranking...tenth."

One of the instructors sighed: "Time is also fate, the monsters basically appear in other people's groups, so what can be done."

"Actually, this is pretty good."

Another instructor said: "Although we are gathered here for this training, after all, we come from different countries, and the students' achievements are mediocre. We don't need to create any conflicts and barriers because of this...In fact, we can be much more harmonious."

"If a genius appears and lands in our country of Chu, the eyes of other countries will be red. That would be uncomfortable, right?"

"Shit, why didn't you say that a genius from our Qin country was born?"

"Haha...can't our Daqi produce geniuses?"

"We in the Yan Kingdom seem to have been ignored..."

"..."

The instructors talked to each other, and the atmosphere was harmonious at first, but suddenly when nationality was involved, the originally harmonious atmosphere gradually became tense.

Everyone looked at each other, and they might punch each other at any time.

"We, the demon clan, have quite a few genius descendants." One of the last three instructors said.

"Pooh!"

The other seven people took a sip at the same time, and they suddenly shared the same hatred and hatred——

Monster clan?

A person who eats raw hair and drinks blood... is he worthy of being called a genius?

At this moment... someone suddenly shouted: "Everyone, everyone, we seem to have a surprise this time."

The instructors were all stunned when they heard this, and subconsciously turned their heads to follow the sound. They saw the instructor's eyes fixed on the fog layer below and said: "What the hell, this circle is getting bigger."

"Getting bigger?"

"What's going on? How did it get bigger?"

"Isn't there basically no change once you start practicing?"

"Could it be that the Qi flow went astray, the Qi movement went in reverse direction, and the fluctuations were out of control... What kind of surprise would that be?"

Everyone turned to look at the fog layer one after another. At one glance, they immediately——

"Fuck!"

Ten people said in unison.

I saw a large cyclone appearing in the middle of a dense circle of small ripples. Visually, it was as big as a pear. This size was already far beyond its peers. What's more, the cyclone was still large.

It is expanding outward little by little, with more than enough left.
To be continued...