Fantasy: Opening Start to Hundreds of Millions of Modern Arms Martial Souls

Yang Zilei glanced at the back of the courtyard, where was the accommodation area, and the front room was the registration office.

"Old Chen, you and Chenchen are waiting here."

After Yang Zilei confessed, Long Ying stepped forward and instantly turned into a whirlwind, passing directly through the huge courtyard.

"Huh? This is so fast, I don't know what kind of martial arts it is."

"Yes, that person doesn't know where is the branch from our Yang family?"

Yang Zilei's movement immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the field.

Suddenly, a group of surprised eyes immediately projected towards the direction he was rushing, until Yang Zilei entered the registration room.

Inside the house.

A thin man in charge of registration, sitting at the table, noticed someone coming in, but did not look up and said indifferently: "Name, where is the branch?"

"Yang Zilei, Qingyang City."

As he said, Yang Zilei moved and sat unceremoniously on the side chair.

There was a trace of dissatisfaction in the eyes of the thin man. In normal times, those who came to register here were not the only ones, and the courtesy was good.

Where is this guy like now, without saying any polite words, he took the initiative to look for a chair, almost ignorant of good or bad.

and many more!

The name he just said was...Yang Zilei? !

The thin man immediately raised his head to look at Yang Zilei who was opposite, his brows suddenly frowned.

It really is him!

The thin man's complexion sank, and he said, "Sorry, you can't register."

Regarding this rejection, Yang Zilei smiled bitterly to himself, how bad the original host was before, he was not to be seen wherever he went.

After adjusting his emotions, Yang Zilei asked, "Why?"

"Presumably you also know how important the fierce hunting competition is to our Yang family. The premise must be a martial artist who has awakened the spirit of martial arts."

The thin man glanced contemptuously at Yang Zilei, then sneered, "Do you know what a martial soul is?"

With that, the thin man's body filled with a wave of spiritual power, and instantly above his head, it condensed into a monkey with sharp claws.

The second-rank martial spirit of the beast series, iron-clawed monkey.

"Have you seen it? This is Wuhun, a symbol of the martial artist's ability."

The thin man stood up, his expression puffed up.

Although his status in the family is not high, showing his martial soul in front of Yang Zilei at this moment, he has a feeling of superiority.

Om——!

However, the thin man's voice just fell, and a stronger and purer spirit wave suddenly burst out of Yang Zilei's body.

"this is……"

The thin man stared at the top of Yang Zilei's head in amazement, but saw that a strange shape of martial spirit energy phantom appeared in the void.

Grade 3 martial arts, bison submachine gun!

Although the thin man had never seen such a peculiar martial arts spirit, he felt that he was one rank higher than his own Ironclawed Monkey just by the spirit power fluctuations that diffused.

"Now, am I eligible to register?"

Yang Zilei's mouth raised an arc, and said lightly.

"Yes, yes, of course qualified."

The thin man quickly recovered, where he dared to neglect, he immediately took out a registration form and quickly filled in Yang Zilei's identity information.

Yang Zilei waited calmly and didn't put his martial soul into his body.

To deal with this kind of low-minded guy, sometimes pretending to be appropriate can have a good deterrent effect.

"There is also a guest room, number 208."

The thin man took out a key and handed it to Yang Zilei, and then couldn't help asking: "Yang Zilei, what kind of martial soul are you, I have never seen it before."

"Weapon spirit, bison submachine gun."

Yang Zilei said so after pondering slightly.

"Submachine gun?"

"What the hell??"

Hearing this, the thin man looked at him for a moment, and he couldn't help feeling confused.

Yang Zilei was too lazy to explain to him, put the key in the storage ring, and turned around and left.

As soon as he walked out of the house, Yang Zilei suddenly discovered that there seemed to be some commotion in the courtyard not far away.

I saw that the separated juniors who were still training on the piles just now were gathering in a bunch, as if watching the excitement.

Yang Zilei's eyes narrowed slightly, and from the gap of the crowd, he saw Li Chenzheng with several Yang family guards surrounding Chen Si and Chenchen.

Obviously, Li Chen, who had been slapped a few times outside the mansion door earlier, was now annoyed and led people to retaliate.

Upon seeing this, Yang Zilei's eyes instantly became cold.

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