Becoming a God by Visualizing the Sun

Chapter 65: A show of strength?!

Zhao Di and the others were unable to answer Qin Hao's question.

Every demon slayer who has the opportunity to come to Qingzhou for trial training wants to pass with all his strength and wants to use all his energy on the trial training. How can he have extra time to take on tasks from the Demon Slayer Bureau?
Qin Hao was thinking about accumulating merits and achievements before he even stepped into the trial training camp.

"Go ask Master Ji later."

then.

Under the leadership of Ji Xiuwen, the group first went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to register.

He also received a new uniform and badge, a demon-slaying sword, and a bottle of elixir.

"From now on, you will be stationed in the trial training camp. You will be delayed in Gushan City for a few days. I hope you will catch up with the progress and pass the trial training smoothly."

Ji Xiuwen called the officials and led everyone to the trial training location.

"Master Ji."

Finally, Qin Hao stepped forward, clasped his fists, and asked, "During the trial training period, can I also take on the missions of the Demon Slayer Division?"

Ji Xiuwen, who was about to leave, stopped and looked at him in surprise.

"You want to try out the Demon Slayer?"

He raised an eyebrow.

Qin Hao was the person chosen by Zhang Yuan. In addition, the transfer order from Commander Lin was about to come down. If he wanted to become the garrison commander, it would only take a word.

I didn't expect that he would choose the demon slayer who needs to face demons directly?
What I didn't expect was that such a question would be raised.

How confident is he that he can pass the Qingzhou trial?

"The trial training is different from the assessment of the Demon Slayer Division of Lonely Mountain City. It is not a joke."

Ji Xiuwen narrowed his eyes slightly and reminded.

"I know."

Qin Hao nodded.

Not to mention other trials.

Just practicing the martial art [Sha Po Lang] to a small or great success in a short period of time is not an easy task. It tests one's talent, aptitude, and comprehension.

Not to mention the demon-slaying trial.

The demons that dare to cause trouble near Qingzhou are not ordinary demons.

Seeing that Qin Hao didn't seem to be giving up, Ji Xiuwen hesitated for a moment and took out an ink-black waist badge.

"The demons near Qingzhou are not as numerous as those in Gushan City."

Ji Xiuwen said expressionlessly, "Demon Slayers who pass the trials usually form their own teams to fight together."

"In other words, you haven't passed the trial yet. The Demon Slayer Division won't invest too many resources in you except for mission information."

"Without your own team, you will have to face the demons alone."

"It can be said that apart from yourself, you have no one else to rely on."

At this point, he couldn't help but frown, not quite understanding what this kid was thinking?
Also, why did Zhang Yuan send his people to the Qingzhou General Headquarters at this point?

Is it related to Master Lin taking over the Qingzhou Demon Slaying Division?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Although he didn't think that a bronze-level demon slayer who had just ignited his life fire could make much waves.

But now that the Demon Slaying Division is about to change hands, it’s inevitable that we will think too much.

"If he fails the tryout because of this..."

Compared to Ji Xiuwen's thoughts.

Qin Hao's purpose is very simple.

The information from the Demon Slaying Division of Qingzhou is much clearer than that from Gushan City, and you can choose the mission that suits you.

He only needs to look for evil things, or vicious spirits and ghosts.

There is the [Zhong Kui Ghost-Devouring Seal], a second-level evil object, which is actually the best nourishment.

"That's all..."

Ji Xiuwen handed the ink-black badge to Qin Hao.

"With this badge, you can go to the Mission Hall to accept missions."

"The General Administration has many rules, but for a demon slayer, all you need to do is remember where to receive missions, where to redeem merits, and where to eat. That's all."

After all, the demon slayer is away from home all year round, and if he is not careful, he might not be able to come back.

Qin Hao took the badge and thanked him.

Under the guidance of the clerk, he became familiar with the facilities and uses of each hall of the Demon-Slaying Department.

Compared to the Demon Slayer Division in Gushan City, this place is like a sophisticated machine. For the demon slayers inside, the efficiency is extremely high.

After getting familiar with each hall, he came to the training camp.

"Ok?"

As soon as he entered the camp, he felt the fluctuation of the vital energy of heaven and earth, and heard the sound of fighting.

"Sir, I'll take my leave." The clerk glanced inside the camp, didn't seem surprised, and didn't explain. He bowed and said goodbye.

Even the clerks here have a hint of arrogance.

Enter the training camp.

What comes into view is an extremely spacious training ground, surrounded by accommodation areas.

At this moment, two figures were fighting in the training ground.

One of them was actually Tian Feilong.

"what happened?"

Qin Hao found Zhao Di who was watching and asked with a frown.

Zhao Di curled his lips, a little unhappy: "It's a tradition of the tryout camp."

"Every newcomer to the camp needs to demonstrate their abilities, and after everyone passes the tryouts and forms a team, they can get to know each other better."

"But to put it bluntly, it's just a way to intimidate the newcomers."

"Old Tian has a bad temper and starts fighting if he disagrees with something."

Hear the words.

Qin Hao raised his eyes slightly, his expression showing no emotion.

The competition among the demon slayers in Qingzhou has become more intense.

The monsters nearby are not easy to deal with. With a strong team to help, both the accumulation of merits and the chance of survival will be greatly increased.

If it is truly a mutual learning and understanding, there is nothing wrong with it.

But using this to show off your power?

He had not felt this way when he was in Lonely Mountain City.

After all, the Demon Slaying Division is so small, and Yang Lixin is a conservative person, so he is relatively harmonious with his colleagues.

But since they came into contact with Chen Yu and the Qingzhou Demon Slayer, these people always revealed a hint of domineering arrogance in their words and actions.

His eyes fell on the battlefield.

Tian Feilong was surrounded by a blood-colored mist, and veins bulged on his exposed arms. Every punch he threw made a sonic boom.

His opponent, on the other hand, had a more exaggerated physique and more hair than him.

Compared to Tian Feilong, he seemed to be more at ease and clearly had some energy left.

"This is the prodigy of Yanmen City. He has barbarian blood in his body and is a natural at body refinement. Old Tian is no match for him."

Zhao Di said in a deep voice.

Bang!
The voice just fell.

The sturdy man suddenly exerted force and punched out. Tian Feilong raised his arm to block, but the opponent's strength was like a mountain pressing down on him.

Click!

There was a slight sound of bone cracking from his arm, and the whole person flew backwards, turning several times in the air. When he landed, his feet plowed two long grooves on the ground before he released the force.

"Boy, what kind of body are you cultivating? You're as fragile as an egg. I think you should change to something else as soon as possible!"

The strong man pounded his chest and laughed.

"I bother."

Tian Feilong spat out some blood foam, his face fierce: "You wild bear, but with the advantage of bloodline, wait another three years and see who is the wimp!"

"Barbarian...bear?"

heard this title.

The sturdy man opposite him had a grim expression on his face, and in the end it was as gloomy as water, with all the muscles in his body trembling slightly.

Bang!
next moment.

He rushed out like a chariot, and his fist was like a meteorite, smashing towards Tian Feilong's head.

This guy……

Tian Feilong's pupils suddenly shrank.

The fists quickly grew larger in his pupils, and the fierce wind blew painfully on his cheeks.

clang!
however.

Just as the fists were about to fall.

A pitch-black scabbard stretched out from the side, blocking his way.

The fist, which was so powerful that it could crush a huge rock weighing ten thousand pounds, landed on the black scabbard as if the pause button was pressed.

It just caused the scabbard to tremble slightly.

Tian Feilong looked up suddenly.

"Brother Qin?"

(End of this chapter)