Son of the Tower

Chapter 53 Every encounter in life is a reunion after a long absence

When Mars woke up, what he remembered most clearly was the psychic ambition he had made, which meant that his future words and deeds would be based on this.

Although I am a little puzzled in retrospect, why did I make such a weird vow of ambition? If it is normal to say that the good friend who wants to protect and the person who wants to revenge is normal, then the future that I want to see with my own eyes... what do I want? What about the future you see.

Mars found himself unable to remember life and death.

But apart from that, Mars remembered a lot about weapons, and he learned a lot in the deep dive.

Well, I should find an opportunity to play some games with people to see if these things in the memory are real-Mars is skeptical about the memory in the deep dive.

As soon as I got out of bed here, an omnic came over there.

"Mars, the sage Yu just announced that you are the chief apprentice of the tower. Now a total of 37 people have chosen to challenge you. When are you going to accept the challenge?"

"Let's do it now." Mars said while looking around. There were only three or two cats, big and small, who were still diving deep. It was still early, and there were still about two hours before dinner, which was enough time.

Uh huh, let me try the combat skills I trained hard in the deep dive.

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Hearing that the new chief apprentice said to fight now, the challengers all said that this is great.But Colt still hesitated, because he felt that he could not understand what Mars was thinking, but under the comfort of Mars, he said that he would come after all the juniors and sisters finished the deep dive.

At the same time, Ms. Celine said that everything will be fine with her.

When Mars walked ahead, he specifically asked Ms. Celine if she was a little too worried about herself.

"I'm worried about you? Child, don't get me wrong. I'm worried about your opponent. If the treatment is not timely, the tower will lose an excellent apprentice." Ms. Celine said while taking a cup of milk tea To Mars: "Remember to put your hand away, don't follow other people's heads, remember."

Mars took the milk tea and nodded: "Understood, ma'am."

"That's good, by the way, how is this deep dive, is there anything special about it?" Ms. Celine asked with concern.

Mars felt he had nothing to hide from the woman: "I've made a big deal."

"Really, that's fine..." After finishing speaking, the lady looked down at Mars: "Ambition?"

"Yes." After finishing speaking, Mars took another sip of milk tea.

"...You are really able to surprise me, child, it seems that I can't watch the performance now..." After handing over her responsibility to Mr. Du Dewen, the chief physical examiner of the medical department, Ms. Celine left, watching Apparently she wanted to discuss it with Mars' mentor.

Mars didn't know why she was making such a fuss, but Mars didn't care either, he and his opponents couldn't wait to press each other to death.

So as soon as he entered the training ground, Mars turned to look at his challengers. The chief apprentice who was facing the challenge stepped back and looked at the first graders expectantly: "Whoever comes first."

"Just follow our roster." The chief of the first grade, a Bode boy with golden feather ears and golden pupils, said: "I am the last to appear, please don't let me down, chief."

Mars nodded, and at the same time confirmed that this boy is indeed a phantom species - all newborns of the Bode tribe will have the chance to become a phantom species, but generally speaking, this probability is in units of billions, and each phantasy species must be strong. Psyker, golden feather ears, and golden pupils are the iconic appearances.

In the west, this phantom species is called the Griffin family, which means griffin; while in the east, this phantom species has another name, Suzaku.

And this boy has a title - Phoenix.

This is the exclusive title of the Bode tribe.

The first graders lined up quickly, and the first one ready to play was a Roxy tribe—the rock sheep.

In nature, the snow leopard and blue sheep of Mars are the relationship between hunter and prey, but here, the real hunter always presents himself to everyone in the form of prey.

He stood on the edge of the fighting stage: "First grade, Shan, please teach me."

"Junior Brother Shan, what kind of weapons are you good at?" Mars asked.

"Only this pair of fists and one pair of horns." The stout man of the same age grinned and replied.

"Then use punches." After Mars finished speaking, he stepped onto the arena.

The blue sheep also came on stage, and Mars reached out to invite him.

In the next second, Mars let go of the blue sheep's rush to the top, and pushed him, and saw the blue sheep fly off the fighting stage.

From the perspective of strength comparison, Mars is not as good as this blue sheep. After all, Mars is famous for eating only meat without gaining muscle, and the strength of this blue sheep ranks in the top [-] out of tens of thousands in the first grade.It's just that his body is so strong that the muscles have grown into his brain. If his impact can really hit Mars, he can knock Mars into the air with one blow, but it's a pity that he is the one who flies out now.

The first-year students in the audience didn't smile, and another one of them came up.This time it's the real Mister Human - the creepy upright ape without a tail, as everyone jokes with one another.

He didn't sign up either, but directly pulled out two daggers from the weapon rack.

Mars frowned—it wasn't because of his junior brother's boldness and rudeness, but because he felt that his opponent was too bold with dual weapons.

Fate gave you two hands, and you use them to hold two weapons... that's pretty brave.

Thinking of this, Mars casually picked up a roll of soft whip.

He still stretched out his hand to make a request, and it was still the opponent who wanted to speed up his own speed with the light spirit technique, but this time Mars didn't wait for him to attack first, but swung the soft whip, this kind of soft whip reinforced with steel wires The whip completely exceeded Mars's opponent's estimate, and with just one whip, his left hand and neck were wrapped together.

Mars let go: "You lost."

"Indeed, I have never seen my brother play with a soft whip." The man replied with a wry smile when he untied the soft whip—everyone knew that if Mars really wanted to hurt someone, his neck would definitely need to be replaced. Some artificial bones.

Two first-year juniors chose to give up. Perhaps it was because Mars performed too well just now, and they had no other means of attack on the arena that did not use attacking psionic techniques, so they had no choice but to give up.

Just when a Du Leon was about to take the stage, the phantom called him.

"You are no match for Senior Brother, let me do it." He smiled and took the long sword from Du Leon's hand, and put it on the weapon rack.

Mars also put back the long sword in his hand.

He watched as the teenager went to another shelf and took down a Shishima sword.

"Brother's attainments in weapons are even more powerful than I imagined. I have not introduced myself properly, please forgive me." Having said that, he stepped onto the fighting stage: "I am Tang Wu from Jiangbei Province in southern Thailand. Jin, today I’m here to ask my brother for advice.”

"Is your surname Tang, and there are people from the four islands in your ancestors?" Maer also came up with a long knife.

"Our ancestors were from the four islands, but that happened at the time of the Great Destruction, and now we are from southern Thailand." When he said this with a smile, the young man was a little puzzled: "Brother shouldn't know me, how do you know my ancestors?" They are from the Four Islands."

"Well, I've heard of the name Tang Sanlang, so I'm a little curious." Mars said truthfully.

"That's another branch of my family. They chose to go back to their homeland, so they are separated. Moreover, my cousin died a few years ago. You have heard his name before. It must be because of his identity." Having said that, the young man stopped talking nonsense and lowered his body: "Tang Wujin, ask senior brother for advice."

"Mars, please advise." Mars smiled shortly.

...Fate is really a bad thing that likes to play tricks on people.

(End of this chapter)