The Legend of Luo Yunyang
A Rare Talent
Two men with gray hair were standing in one of the areas in the headquarters of the Chang'an City Risen Dragon Army that looked like the palace hall. The two old men wearing army uniforms were chugging at a bottle of wine. At first glance, they look like giants.
The wine looked quite expensive, yet all they ate were ordinary beans.
The arms of the two men were filled with golden stars. Each of them had a bottle of wine, yet they did not care about the people who looked at them.
The only difference between the two men was the armbands on their army uniforms. One of them had the writing of the Risen Dragon on his armband, while the other one wore an armband that read Royal Forest.
"These are not bad, old friend. Every bottle I drink means fewer bottles are left for everyone else!" The old man with the armband of the "Royal Forest" was tall and stocky. There was a long scar on his face.
The scar made him look harder.
The old man with the armband "Rise Dragon" had a shorter body, but as he stood side by side with his tall and dashing old comrade, the, his spirit and personality were not inferior to that of his comrade.
"So, you realize you've finished my bottle of wine. Damn, I know you can drink a lot, but you don't have to come here to drink!"
"You're good at things, old friend, but you're stingy. That's why you're not getting any taller!" The tall old man smacked his chest proudly as he made fun of his friend without any hesitation.
The shorter man's eyes widened, a golden blaze appeared there.
"What are you going to do, man? Are you trying to burn your own nest? Just because people call you the Fire Emperor, doesn't mean you have to take it seriously!" As the tall man spoke, he created a protector from the water before him.
The tension between the two of them made all the surrounding soldiers grow frightened.
In their eyes, these two men were incomparable forms. If they wanted to, they could burn everyone down in just a second.
Fortunately, the short old man thought it made sense. He simply turned towards the taller man and laughed. "Next time, we're drinking at your place."
His words were like a blow to that tall man whose expression suddenly became panicked.
"Stop this shit. Damn, I don't know what these people in the east are trying to do. Why do they insist on organizing talent selection?" The tall man tried to shift the subject awkwardly.
The short man laughed. "What's the point of talking about this? Everything will be fine as long as we do our job."
"Damn. No one can read destiny. One day, that giant goddamn beast will break through the space barrier!"
"When that time came…"
The short old man did not continue his words. His expression of despair was enough for everyone to guess what he wanted to say.
Although he was one of the strongest people in the Risen Dragon Army, with the honorary title of Flame Emperor, he looked pessimistic when discussing this.
"Alright, there's no point in talking about this. Let's look at those boys. I wish there would be some talented young men among them."
As he spoke, the tall old man faced towards the electronic layer that filled the entire wall.
The screen showed a rough young man with a red badge on his chest. Although the badge is not too bad, the red color provokes expressions of contempt on the faces of many people.
That young man was only a G-level elite.
They had many elites of that level right now, so they did not consider a G-level elite as someone talented.
"This young man seems to have a lot of confidence." The tall old man smiled when he saw her.
The thinner old man known as the Flame Emperor slightly nodded his head.
The young man suddenly soared into the air, lowered his fist, and smashed it right into the selection target.
It was the Earth-Splitting Devil Monkey Force!
As the young man soared into the air, the expression of the tall man changed. There was anxiety on his face.
The moment this worry appeared, flames lit up in his eyes.
The flames did not appear because of the Earth-Splitting Devil Ape Force, but because of the young man's blow.
When the Flame Emperor saw that stance, his expression became extremely pleased. However, suddenly his expression turned sinister.
Only an elite of level F and above can perform the Ape-Dragon Movement. Why was this young man only designated as a G-level elite?
Martial experts with this kind of ability should be at least at the elite of the E level.
Duars!
As the young man's punch hit the training target, the tall man's eyes sparkled.
He looked as if he had found a rare treasure.
"Luo Yunyang, 2,506 kilos. That's incredible!"
The sound of the machine was heard in the room.
The tall old man pressed a button and the giant screen displayed Luo Yunyang's information.
He was a 15-year-old resident of Donglu City who managed to master the third diagram of the Dragon Ape Painting, the Storm-Tailed Dragon Skirt.
The information looked very simple, but when the short old man saw it, his eyes twinkled. This young man is a genius!
The two men were at the peak of the highest power in this world, so they had seen many geniuses. They had met many talented people with a strength of over 2,500 kilos. They had even met people who had been groomed by his family clan or a financial organization to reach a strength of 5,000 kilos.
However, considering he had just mastered the third diagram of the Monkey-Dragon Painting and his strength had reached 2,500 kilos, he was truly an outstanding youth worthy of development.
How could someone with this kind of ability be judged as a low-class elite?
"This is not true!" the tall old man said loudly.
Firemen can, who are proficient in social relations, think about some of the possibilities that occur. He really doesn't like this kind of thing.
As he thought of a way to investigate the matter, the words of his comrade shocked him.
Uneasily, he observed the direction of the training target made of iron metal and noticed a small crack appearing.
The crack continued to grow until the target was filled with cracks.
"How careful!" said the tall old man. "Slightly saw the true intentions of Martial God Luo Kai in this matter."
"The Royal Forest Army needs a young man like him!"
The Fire Emperor's gaze met directly with the tall old man. When he saw the crack on the target, he was stunned.
The Path of Martial Spirit was something that could only be comprehended while in their current position.
Only a genius could master a portion of this spirit under the right circumstances.
However, those geniuses would not join the Risen Dragon Army. They will receive higher level training…
A person who could understand the Way of Martial Spirit had appeared at the selection this time around. Maybe he only understood partially, but he was the most talented young man in the selection this time around.
Such a person was a boon from heaven for the Risen Dragon Army.
"Never dream of taking on the personnel of the Risen Dragon Army!" Shouted the Flame Emperor firmly.
"Ha ha ha. Previously, there was no need for discussion on this matter. However, you have seen for yourself that this young man is a G-level elite. According to Da Alliance regulations, it should be sent elsewhere.
The old man laughed out loud when he heard it. "I like this young man. I will guide him and make him the most prominent in the military!"
The Fire Emperor's palm hit the table hard. Once again, a blaze sprinkled in his eyes and swayed in the air like a python.
"No means no, you old man. If you dare to fight me on this, you will not drink my wine anymore."
"No problem. I want that young man more than your wine!" the man did not seem frightened at all. Even his face did not change at all.
Apparently, he had often heard of this kind of threat in the past.
Suddenly, the tit sounds three times. When they heard it, the two men turned their gazes towards the screen,
Pictures of Red Sun, Fist, and Angry Bear appeared on the screen.
Although these badges are not big, they look very ugly.
"Commander, these three troops have marked Luo Yunyang!" a fierce-looking middle-aged man reported.
Despite the risk that he would face the Fire Emperor's anger, the man seemed to remain calm.
"Damn. You insolent! Quickly announce that the young man is ours!"
Although he had been scolded, the expression of the middle-aged man did not change in the slightest. Just as he was about to speak again, another emblem appeared on the screen.
It was a Double Horned Giant Dragon!
"How dare you, old man! We no longer have any relationship. Get out of here!" The Flame Emperor was furious.
The tall old man did not seem tense in the least. He just lifted his glass to his lips and laughed. "No, I haven't finished my drink. I have to drink to my satisfaction today!"
"We have marked it, Commander," the middle-aged man told the Flame Emperor respectfully. "According to our analysis, the spirit he released during the attack was likely thanks to something he understood after reading the words in front of this Building.
"He must have rare talent!"
The Fire Emperor nodded his head. Just as he was about to convey further orders, another man in military attire appeared on the screen.
It's not too tall, but it looks sneaky. The man observed the target closely and said indifferently, "This selection equipment is problematic. The results of this round selection are invalid. Please wait for re-selection!"
The tall old man laughed out loud. The Fire Emperor did the same. However, this laughter of theirs was a form of anger that had already reached its highest point.
Of course Luo Yunyang was unable to hear the laughter of these two men. He clenched his hands tightly as he prepared to repeat the first round of selection.
He was filled with spirit as he increased his strength to 5 points. If he raised it higher, he was afraid that it would cause trouble for him. He's still too weak.
2,500 kilos is a sizeable amount to amaze everyone!
As soon as he brandished his fists, the understanding he gained from the words of the Risen Dragon Army Headquarters of Chang'an city followed him to release along with his anger. He hit his punch on target.
His strength did not increase, but Luo Yunyang felt something. It was a sensation that could split any living thing.
Unfortunately, the result is considered invalid.
