Super gun god

Chapter 234 The Crisis of Destruction
"Little brother, how old are you this year? Are you twenty?"

"Look at his thin skin and tender flesh, how can he have twenty, at most sixteen!"

A group of Martial Artists surrounded Yang Guang and were very curious about him.

Such a young master martial artist, and finally passed the magic star test with a high score of 96 points, will definitely be another rising star.

Martial artists who have reached their level naturally know that talent is talent, and jealousy is useless.

It is a great thing for them to be able to appear in the Nandu branch for a talented warrior like this.

Sometimes the rise of a genius can often drive the entire branch to rise, and they can naturally benefit from it.

Yang Guang nodded and smiled politely to the group of martial artists who knew at a glance that their strength had reached the level of Wuzun, and replied: "I am Yang Guang, eighteen this year, and a university student in Nantah."

He knew that he had passed the test this time and was about to become a core member of the Warrior Alliance, so he took this opportunity to introduce himself.

He himself also intends to make friends with some warriors. If his treasure hunting team can invite any of them next time, it would be a trivial matter to go to a more dangerous place.

Before, I always thought that Wuzun-level warriors were rare, but I didn't expect to meet more than a dozen here at once.

"Okay, okay, the younger generation is awesome!"

"Xiao Yang, it seems that we will be colleagues in the future, how close we are."

Just when everyone was chatting enthusiastically, a staff member walked in and said to Nova, "The deacon has invited Mr. Yang Guang."

Nova heard the words and signaled to Yang Guang slightly, telling him to go quickly.

Yang Guang happened to be full of questions and wanted to get answers, so he immediately followed the staff to the office of the chief deacon.

Seeing Yang Guang coming in, the deacon stood up and stretched out his hand, "Please sit down."

Seeing that the deacon was so polite, Yang Guang sat down on the chair in front of the desk and thanked him a little flattered.

The chief deacon looked at Yang Guang for a while, then suddenly said: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Do you agree with this sentence? "

Yang Guang didn't know why the deacon suddenly asked such a question, and he didn't know how to start it for a while, but these words aroused his deep thinking.

Seeing that Yang Guang looked thoughtful but didn't answer his question immediately, the deacon couldn't help admiring the young man even more.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would say something righteous in the first place, so as to win his favor.

"Seeing you is like seeing myself more than [-] years ago."

After a long while, the deacon suddenly changed the subject and talked about his own affairs.

"My name is Long Chengjun, and I also practiced to the level of a master back then. At the age of 21, I was already at the level of Wuzun. At the age of 26, I went further, and I can barely be regarded as a genius.

Someone asked me this sentence at the time, and like you, I was also a little puzzled by this sentence.

But the six-year war that happened 22 years ago gave me a deep understanding of this sentence.

If those strong men hadn't stood up without hesitation at that time, the world would have been destroyed long ago. "

As the deacon named Long Chengjun spoke, he stretched out a finger and tapped the air, and a vivid three-dimensional projection immediately appeared in front of Yang Guang's eyes.

But the picture in the projection made Yang Guang feel shocking and couldn't bear to witness it.

This scene is completely a living Shura hell. The battlefield is full of fragmented corpses, scattered internal organs, stumps and broken legs.

Many people were bloody and even broken in two, but they hadn't died yet.

"We lost many top fighters in those years, and many people were seriously injured. I am one of them."

The three-dimensional picture changed, and a person with a greatly modified body appeared, who was the deacon in front of him.

Both of his legs and his left arm have been replaced by mechanical prosthetics, which look a little weird.

Yang Guang lamented the brutality of the battle, and he was also imagining what the battle was like.

Old Lintou also mentioned that war before. Jiao Hong lost most of his cultivation in that war, and even the emperor was seriously injured in that war.

Long Chengjun sighed: "Because I have been injured for too long and haven't been treated in time, I can only wear this kind of mechanical prosthesis, and my cultivation has also been greatly affected.

But I have no regrets about taking part in that battle, nor even those who died honorably because of it, and they have no regrets in the end.

We are all proud of that, because it was our collective strength that won that war and gave the world a chance to breathe. "

Although Long Chengjun's words made Yang Guang's blood surge, his last sentence still caught Yang Guang's attention.

A chance to catch your breath?
The meaning seems to be obvious. The crisis of human extinction more than twenty years ago has not been completely resolved, but has only been postponed.

If this is the case, then the current expansion of the military and the series of reform measures of the Wushu University are likely to be preparations for the upcoming crisis.

It is not a human counterattack plan, but a human defense plan.

Thinking of this, Yang Guang couldn't help asking: "Can I ask the deacon, when will the next crisis come?"

Long Chengjun said: "If you want to know this question, you need A-level information authorization.

That's fine, but I was wondering what answer you had to my previous question. "

In fact, Yang Guang had already figured this out, so he said without hesitation: "If a disaster really strikes, none of us can survive alone.

Since this is the case, as a warrior, there is no reason to escape. It is the right thing to do to protect the weak and civilians by taking the lead.

Warriors may sacrifice and become disabled, but this is the obligation and responsibility of warriors.

As long as human society remains intact, there will be generation after generation of strong people who will continue to continue civilization.

This is my answer. "

Yang Guang looked at Long Chengjun's eyes staring at him without blinking, his heart was open and unaffected.

"it is good!"

Long Chengjun couldn't help applauding, and said approvingly: "The talent like you is needed now, you have passed the interview.

From now on, you are a core member of our Warrior Alliance, and your number is A2918.

This number is also the ranking of our core members, which will be updated every month.

Hope you get to the top soon. "

A2918, Yang Guang couldn't help but read along.

"Okay, the information you want to see next must not be disclosed to anyone below the A-level authority."

Long Chengjun looked at Yang Guang very seriously, and confessed.

Yang Guang nodded, couldn't help holding his breath, and felt a little nervous about the secret he was about to know. He knew that this would definitely be a matter of the fate of all human beings.

Stereographic projections in the air reappear.

This seems to be a simulated cosmic celestial body. The whole body is dark and not smooth. On the backlit side, you can see that the surface of the black celestial body is covered with strange lines.

"This thing, we call it-Black Star."

(End of this chapter)