Chapter 830: 830
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Because there are more people signing up, and there are hundreds of people, it feels like a large recruitment site.
The three Ye Hao lined up waiting for their turn to sign up.
"The mice are so young? It's okay to sign up." Ye Hao looked at the mice who were obviously a little nervous.
"What's wrong with me!" When the mouse heard Ye Hao's words, he raised his head and forced her to calm down, but the tension in his eyes still betrayed her.
"It's okay. The requirements for participating in the Battle of the Warriors are simple. The bone age is limited to 30 years old. You can't use any hot weapons, you can't use power magic.
"Other than that, there are no restrictions. Even..." Nightingale seemed to be deliberate. She looked at the mouse: "You don't need to be responsible for dying in battle."
The mouse trembled, this little guy really inherited the nature of the mouse.
Not only the advantages, but also the shortcomings of being timid.
"Sister Ah Ye... I... I seem to be a little uncomfortable." The mouse looked at Nightingale pitifully.
Nightingale looked at the mouse: "When you were in the organization, didn't you say you wanted to worship me as a teacher. This is your final test. As long as you can pass, I will give you what I know."
The mouse bit her lip lightly, and bit her scalp without speaking.
"To become stronger, fighting is the fastest way." Nightingale said lightly.
She does not know martial arts, she has no talent, and she has no inheritance from a big family.
All her skills were learned by fighting full of blood.
"Get out, get out. Don't let Lao Tzu be in charge."
Ye Hao and the others were about to turn, suddenly a shout came from behind.
The original line was in a mess, three or four people arrogantly pushed aside the original line and rushed to the front.
Although those who were pushed away were very angry, they resisted their anger after seeing the totem patterns on the people and their masks.
"Boy, don't you hear me when I tell you to go away!"
The stout palm of his hand patted Ye Hao's shoulder.
Ye Hao didn't move, he turned his head and saw three or four people behind him.
They have fragmented masks on their faces, only covering a quarter of their faces.
The structure of the mask turned out to be a wolf, and a wolf-shaped totem was carved on their bodies.
"If you want to sign up, go to the queue." Ye Hao didn't care about the momentum of these people. He glanced at them and turned his head.
At this moment, the few people who were in front of them who were going to have their turn all walked away in despair.
"Queue? Brat, our gray wolf tribe warriors never knew how to write the word queuing!" The man pressing Ye Hao's shoulder began to use his palms hard.
"She even wears a wolf mask, and I don't even ask whether our gray wolf tribe agrees!
The corners of the other people's mouths showed good smiles, and they seemed to have seen the boy's voice wailing and begging for mercy.
"Don't you understand what I said?"
Ye Hao grabbed the hand pressed on his shoulder and squeezed it hard.
"Ah..."
The man cried out painfully, as if he felt that his hand bones were about to be crushed.
Seeing his brother's suffering, several other people immediately surrounded Ye Hao.
"Stop it! This is where the war of warriors is not a place for you to fight privately. If you want to fight, the grassland is so big, go to another place!" A warning sounded.
Then a strong black man walked out. This person Ye Hao knew, and it was Avak who had witnessed him moving iron stones at the gate of the tribe.
Seeing the people coming, the people of the Gray Wolf tribe obviously converged a little.
"Song... let go." The person who was stopped by Ye Hao was still screaming.
Avak looked at Ye Hao, who was wearing a mask. His eyes stopped for a while, and then he subconsciously asked, "Is it brother Ye Hao?"
"Do you recognize this?" Ye Hao looked at Avak in surprise, wearing a mask and deliberately hiding his breath.
Did not expect this Avak to recognize himself.
"Haha, the eyes of our Goshawk tribe are very accurate, and people who have met once will recognize it easily. Brother, give me a face, let him go first." Avak made a round.
Ye Hao released his hand.
The man from the Gray Wolf tribe clutched his wrist and looked at Ye Hao angrily.
"The war of warriors is sacred. Although you are members of the Gray Wolf tribe, if you dare to disturb the order, I will disqualify you from participating!"
Avak warned the gang of Gray Wolf tribe.
Avak's status was obviously higher, and the group of people retreated into the crowd.
"You are also here to register for the competition. Come, hurry up. The registration time is about to end soon." Avak enthusiastically took Ye Hao to the vacant registration office.
This registration office is very primitive. It is an old woman sitting on the ground with a mess on her face and wearing weird decorations.
"Master Wizard, this is my friend, please help him with the entry formalities first." Avak said respectfully to the wizard.
wizard?
This is the wizard among the primitive Australians.
Ye Hao looked at the old woman up and down, and to be honest, he didn't feel any strong aura, just a little weird.
But after all, he was a wizard of other tribes, Ye Hao just muttered in his heart, he said to Avak, telling him that the nightingale and mice next to him were also going to compete.
The wizard checked Ye Hao first.
The inspection process is very simple. The wizard pierced Ye Hao's finger with a wooden thorn, and a drop of blood hit a ten-centimeter-long bamboo sign.
"The bone age is 20 years old."
The wizard murmured, she used her finger to dip the liquid inside the stone bowl next to it, put it in her eyes, and looked at Ye Hao.
A few seconds later, the wizard muttered: "You can participate, but you can't use abilities."
After speaking, the wizard broke the bamboo row that was stained with blood in two halves in the blood-filled place, with blood stains on both ends.
"Number: 178"
The sorcerer threw half of the bamboo cards into the next bamboo basket, where there was a pile of broken bamboo cards stained with blood.
The other half was handed to Ye Hao.
Ye Hao took the bamboo board and looked at the wizard in surprise.
This wizard is really capable, but he can tell his age just by looking at himself, and he can also see that he can use abilities.
While the wizard was dealing with Nightingale and the mice, Avak whispered to Ye Hao.
"Don't lose this thing, it has a number engraved on it. When you get your number, go to the designated place."
"Thank you." Ye Hao thanked.
"You're welcome, Avak likes to be friends with the strong. But you have to be careful. The group of people who clashed with you just now are from the Gray Wolf tribe, and their people have always been arrogant."
"And I have been clamoring in secret that anyone participating in the Battle of the Braves, except for their gray wolf tribe, is not allowed to wear wolf masks.
Avak's words seemed to remind Ye Hao that if he changed his mask, it would save trouble. Ye Hao smiled lightly: "They are a pack of wolves, and I am the wolf king. They are not obedient, and I will use my sharp claws to make them understand the rules on the grassland!"
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Because there are more people signing up, and there are hundreds of people, it feels like a large recruitment site.
The three Ye Hao lined up waiting for their turn to sign up.
"The mice are so young? It's okay to sign up." Ye Hao looked at the mice who were obviously a little nervous.
"What's wrong with me!" When the mouse heard Ye Hao's words, he raised his head and forced her to calm down, but the tension in his eyes still betrayed her.
"It's okay. The requirements for participating in the Battle of the Warriors are simple. The bone age is limited to 30 years old. You can't use any hot weapons, you can't use power magic.
"Other than that, there are no restrictions. Even..." Nightingale seemed to be deliberate. She looked at the mouse: "You don't need to be responsible for dying in battle."
The mouse trembled, this little guy really inherited the nature of the mouse.
Not only the advantages, but also the shortcomings of being timid.
"Sister Ah Ye... I... I seem to be a little uncomfortable." The mouse looked at Nightingale pitifully.
Nightingale looked at the mouse: "When you were in the organization, didn't you say you wanted to worship me as a teacher. This is your final test. As long as you can pass, I will give you what I know."
The mouse bit her lip lightly, and bit her scalp without speaking.
"To become stronger, fighting is the fastest way." Nightingale said lightly.
She does not know martial arts, she has no talent, and she has no inheritance from a big family.
All her skills were learned by fighting full of blood.
"Get out, get out. Don't let Lao Tzu be in charge."
Ye Hao and the others were about to turn, suddenly a shout came from behind.
The original line was in a mess, three or four people arrogantly pushed aside the original line and rushed to the front.
Although those who were pushed away were very angry, they resisted their anger after seeing the totem patterns on the people and their masks.
"Boy, don't you hear me when I tell you to go away!"
The stout palm of his hand patted Ye Hao's shoulder.
Ye Hao didn't move, he turned his head and saw three or four people behind him.
They have fragmented masks on their faces, only covering a quarter of their faces.
The structure of the mask turned out to be a wolf, and a wolf-shaped totem was carved on their bodies.
"If you want to sign up, go to the queue." Ye Hao didn't care about the momentum of these people. He glanced at them and turned his head.
At this moment, the few people who were in front of them who were going to have their turn all walked away in despair.
"Queue? Brat, our gray wolf tribe warriors never knew how to write the word queuing!" The man pressing Ye Hao's shoulder began to use his palms hard.
"She even wears a wolf mask, and I don't even ask whether our gray wolf tribe agrees!
The corners of the other people's mouths showed good smiles, and they seemed to have seen the boy's voice wailing and begging for mercy.
"Don't you understand what I said?"
Ye Hao grabbed the hand pressed on his shoulder and squeezed it hard.
"Ah..."
The man cried out painfully, as if he felt that his hand bones were about to be crushed.
Seeing his brother's suffering, several other people immediately surrounded Ye Hao.
"Stop it! This is where the war of warriors is not a place for you to fight privately. If you want to fight, the grassland is so big, go to another place!" A warning sounded.
Then a strong black man walked out. This person Ye Hao knew, and it was Avak who had witnessed him moving iron stones at the gate of the tribe.
Seeing the people coming, the people of the Gray Wolf tribe obviously converged a little.
"Song... let go." The person who was stopped by Ye Hao was still screaming.
Avak looked at Ye Hao, who was wearing a mask. His eyes stopped for a while, and then he subconsciously asked, "Is it brother Ye Hao?"
"Do you recognize this?" Ye Hao looked at Avak in surprise, wearing a mask and deliberately hiding his breath.
Did not expect this Avak to recognize himself.
"Haha, the eyes of our Goshawk tribe are very accurate, and people who have met once will recognize it easily. Brother, give me a face, let him go first." Avak made a round.
Ye Hao released his hand.
The man from the Gray Wolf tribe clutched his wrist and looked at Ye Hao angrily.
"The war of warriors is sacred. Although you are members of the Gray Wolf tribe, if you dare to disturb the order, I will disqualify you from participating!"
Avak warned the gang of Gray Wolf tribe.
Avak's status was obviously higher, and the group of people retreated into the crowd.
"You are also here to register for the competition. Come, hurry up. The registration time is about to end soon." Avak enthusiastically took Ye Hao to the vacant registration office.
This registration office is very primitive. It is an old woman sitting on the ground with a mess on her face and wearing weird decorations.
"Master Wizard, this is my friend, please help him with the entry formalities first." Avak said respectfully to the wizard.
wizard?
This is the wizard among the primitive Australians.
Ye Hao looked at the old woman up and down, and to be honest, he didn't feel any strong aura, just a little weird.
But after all, he was a wizard of other tribes, Ye Hao just muttered in his heart, he said to Avak, telling him that the nightingale and mice next to him were also going to compete.
The wizard checked Ye Hao first.
The inspection process is very simple. The wizard pierced Ye Hao's finger with a wooden thorn, and a drop of blood hit a ten-centimeter-long bamboo sign.
"The bone age is 20 years old."
The wizard murmured, she used her finger to dip the liquid inside the stone bowl next to it, put it in her eyes, and looked at Ye Hao.
A few seconds later, the wizard muttered: "You can participate, but you can't use abilities."
After speaking, the wizard broke the bamboo row that was stained with blood in two halves in the blood-filled place, with blood stains on both ends.
"Number: 178"
The sorcerer threw half of the bamboo cards into the next bamboo basket, where there was a pile of broken bamboo cards stained with blood.
The other half was handed to Ye Hao.
Ye Hao took the bamboo board and looked at the wizard in surprise.
This wizard is really capable, but he can tell his age just by looking at himself, and he can also see that he can use abilities.
While the wizard was dealing with Nightingale and the mice, Avak whispered to Ye Hao.
"Don't lose this thing, it has a number engraved on it. When you get your number, go to the designated place."
"Thank you." Ye Hao thanked.
"You're welcome, Avak likes to be friends with the strong. But you have to be careful. The group of people who clashed with you just now are from the Gray Wolf tribe, and their people have always been arrogant."
"And I have been clamoring in secret that anyone participating in the Battle of the Braves, except for their gray wolf tribe, is not allowed to wear wolf masks.
Avak's words seemed to remind Ye Hao that if he changed his mask, it would save trouble. Ye Hao smiled lightly: "They are a pack of wolves, and I am the wolf king. They are not obedient, and I will use my sharp claws to make them understand the rules on the grassland!"
Because there are more people signing up, and there are hundreds of people, it feels like a large recruitment site.The three Ye Hao lined up waiting for their turn to sign up."The mice are so young? It's okay to sign up." Ye Hao looked at the mice who were obviously a little nervous."What's wrong with me!" When the mouse heard Ye Hao's words, he raised his head and forced her to calm down, but the tension in his eyes still betrayed her."It's okay. The requirements for participating in the Battle of the Warriors are simple. The bone age is limited to 30 years old. You can't use any hot weapons, you can't use power magic."Other than that, there are no restrictions. Even..." Nightingale seemed to be deliberate. She looked at the mouse: "You don't need to be responsible for dying in battle."The mouse trembled, this little guy really inherited the nature of the mouse.Not only the advantages, but also the shortcomings of being timid."Sister Ah Ye... I... I seem to be a little uncomfortable." The mouse looked at Nightingale pitifully.Nightingale looked at the mouse: "When you were in the organization, didn't you say you wanted to worship me as a teacher. This is your final test. As long as you can pass, I will give you what I know."The mouse bit her lip lightly, and bit her scalp without speaking."To become stronger, fighting is the fastest way." Nightingale said lightly.She does not know martial arts, she has no talent, and she has no inheritance from a big family.All her skills were learned by fighting full of blood."Get out, get out. Don't let Lao Tzu be in charge."Ye Hao and the others were about to turn, suddenly a shout came from behind.The original line was in a mess, three or four people arrogantly pushed aside the original line and rushed to the front.Although those who were pushed away were very angry, they resisted their anger after seeing the totem patterns on the people and their masks."Boy, don't you hear me when I tell you to go away!"The stout palm of his hand patted Ye Hao's shoulder.Ye Hao didn't move, he turned his head and saw three or four people behind him.They have fragmented masks on their faces, only covering a quarter of their faces.The structure of the mask turned out to be a wolf, and a wolf-shaped totem was carved on their bodies."If you want to sign up, go to the queue." Ye Hao didn't care about the momentum of these people. He glanced at them and turned his head.At this moment, the few people who were in front of them who were going to have their turn all walked away in despair."Queue? Brat, our gray wolf tribe warriors never knew how to write the word queuing!" The man pressing Ye Hao's shoulder began to use his palms hard."She even wears a wolf mask, and I don't even ask whether our gray wolf tribe agrees!The corners of the other people's mouths showed good smiles, and they seemed to have seen the boy's voice wailing and begging for mercy."Don't you understand what I said?"Ye Hao grabbed the hand pressed on his shoulder and squeezed it hard."Ah..."The man cried out painfully, as if he felt that his hand bones were about to be crushed.Seeing his brother's suffering, several other people immediately surrounded Ye Hao."Stop it! This is where the war of warriors is not a place for you to fight privately. If you want to fight, the grassland is so big, go to another place!" A warning sounded.Then a strong black man walked out. This person Ye Hao knew, and it was Avak who had witnessed him moving iron stones at the gate of the tribe.Seeing the people coming, the people of the Gray Wolf tribe obviously converged a little."Song... let go." The person who was stopped by Ye Hao was still screaming.Avak looked at Ye Hao, who was wearing a mask. His eyes stopped for a while, and then he subconsciously asked, "Is it brother Ye Hao?""Do you recognize this?" Ye Hao looked at Avak in surprise, wearing a mask and deliberately hiding his breath.Did not expect this Avak to recognize himself."Haha, the eyes of our Goshawk tribe are very accurate, and people who have met once will recognize it easily. Brother, give me a face, let him go first." Avak made a round.Ye Hao released his hand.The man from the Gray Wolf tribe clutched his wrist and looked at Ye Hao angrily."The war of warriors is sacred. Although you are members of the Gray Wolf tribe, if you dare to disturb the order, I will disqualify you from participating!"Avak warned the gang of Gray Wolf tribe.Avak's status was obviously higher, and the group of people retreated into the crowd."You are also here to register for the competition. Come, hurry up. The registration time is about to end soon." Avak enthusiastically took Ye Hao to the vacant registration office.This registration office is very primitive. It is an old woman sitting on the ground with a mess on her face and wearing weird decorations."Master Wizard, this is my friend, please help him with the entry formalities first." Avak said respectfully to the wizard.wizard?This is the wizard among the primitive Australians.Ye Hao looked at the old woman up and down, and to be honest, he didn't feel any strong aura, just a little weird.But after all, he was a wizard of other tribes, Ye Hao just muttered in his heart, he said to Avak, telling him that the nightingale and mice next to him were also going to compete.The wizard checked Ye Hao first.The inspection process is very simple. The wizard pierced Ye Hao's finger with a wooden thorn, and a drop of blood hit a ten-centimeter-long bamboo sign."The bone age is 20 years old."The wizard murmured, she used her finger to dip the liquid inside the stone bowl next to it, put it in her eyes, and looked at Ye Hao.A few seconds later, the wizard muttered: "You can participate, but you can't use abilities."After speaking, the wizard broke the bamboo row that was stained with blood in two halves in the blood-filled place, with blood stains on both ends."Number: 178"The sorcerer threw half of the bamboo cards into the next bamboo basket, where there was a pile of broken bamboo cards stained with blood.The other half was handed to Ye Hao.Ye Hao took the bamboo board and looked at the wizard in surprise.This wizard is really capable, but he can tell his age just by looking at himself, and he can also see that he can use abilities.While the wizard was dealing with Nightingale and the mice, Avak whispered to Ye Hao."Don't lose this thing, it has a number engraved on it. When you get your number, go to the designated place.""Thank you." Ye Hao thanked."You're welcome, Avak likes to be friends with the strong. But you have to be careful. The group of people who clashed with you just now are from the Gray Wolf tribe, and their people have always been arrogant.""And I have been clamoring in secret that anyone participating in the Battle of the Braves, except for their gray wolf tribe, is not allowed to wear wolf masks.Avak's words seemed to remind Ye Hao that if he changed his mask, it would save trouble. Ye Hao smiled lightly: "They are a pack of wolves, and I am the wolf king. They are not obedient, and I will use my sharp claws to make them understand the rules on the grassland!"
