Kyoto New District.

"Minister, this is the list recommended by the four major training camps this time." Qin Baichuan and the chief instructors of the other three major training camps looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

Chen Qi, deputy minister of the Ministry of Martial Arts, has a national face, a wide eyebrows, and a tall and strong figure.

Take the list from Qin Baichuan, Chen Qi flipped through it bit by bit, and finally, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "There are a total of 45,000 people, an increase of 3,000 people over last year, which is not bad.

Some people have already arrived at Shangwuwei, and there are two thousand people who have mastered internal strength. Very good, they are all good seedlings!"

"Minister, I believe that the number of people will only increase in the future." Chief Instructor Canglang said.

Chen Qi's face sank slightly, he shook his head and sighed: "The number of deaths in battle this year has reached 38,000, all of them are young people."

As soon as these words were said, Qin Baichuan and others' faces changed suddenly, and their emotions became darker in an instant.

"We are incompetent, I'm sorry for them." Chen Qi said in a low voice.

"Minister, what's going on?" Qin Baichuan said in a deep voice.

"The shock of the Gate of Hell is getting stronger and stronger. We guess that as time goes by, the expansion speed of the Gate of Hell will become faster and faster, and the restrictions will become weaker and weaker. The group of beasts that have come out have become stronger and stronger recently!" Chen Qi clenched his fists and whispered.

"Will the Gate of Hell change?" Qin Baichuan and the other four looked at Chen Qi in fear.

Chen Qi shook his head helplessly, "In fact, this trend has long been harbing. From a historical perspective, in 1920, the first gate of hell was valued by the world, and then, in 1945, the gate of hell appeared in the Sun Kingdom Sheep Island. Then, in 1964, the nigra disease appeared, and then the tsunami in 1980...

The time interval between the outbreak of the Gate of Hell is getting shorter and shorter, and during this period, the Gate of Hell is also appearing more and more often. Almost every year, you will see traces, sea monsters, savages, and aliens, which have affected ordinary people.

It was just a guess, but recently, we found that the restrictions of the Gate of Hell are gradually weakening. The creatures that initially gushed out can only be killed with a machine gun, but now they need to use a heavy machine gun, and they cannot be killed with one blow, and their vitality is getting stronger and stronger!"

A trace of shock flashed in Qin Baichuan's eyes, and then said: "Minister, it has been more than a hundred years since the gate of Hell on Bafu Island opened. How did they guard it?"

If the Gate of Hell is growing, Kyoto has only been open for twelve years, and Bafu Island has been more than a hundred years. How limited can the creatures there be?

"There are warriors on Bafu Island, and the guns are no longer enough." Chen Qi continued: "Almost all the strongest combat powers of all countries are there, and they take turns to guard them. Isn't one of our venerables there?"

Speaking of the Venerable, they couldn't help but stand in a solemn way, with a look of reverence in their eyes.

"What a pity, the time when the gate of Hell is opened here is too short, and the high-level warriors we have cultivated are limited." Chen Qi sighed, and then sneered: "The warriors who have retired from the sect are stubborn and just enjoy the peace of their own small family, otherwise they would not have been like this!"

"Minister, let's join the war!" Qin Baichuan and the other four looked at each other and suddenly spoke: "We are old, and it doesn't matter if we are not dead. Those warriors are young, and they have a better future."

"Shut up! It's not your turn to worry about this matter." Chen Qi shouted softly, then exhaled and said, "You continue to inform the group of warriors of the casualties and the danger level of the gate of hell. If you don't want to come, you can maintain public order in the secular world. You just need to keep the secret and don't force it."

"We understand." Qin Baichuan nodded helplessly and suddenly said, "By the way, we want to introduce someone to the minister this time."

"Oh? Who?"

"Ye Lingchen!"

...

Miracle Island.

"Bang!"

A figure flew backwards, smashed heavily to the ground, and moaned.

Then, another figure flew out, looking at the scene with a look of reluctance.

"Weak, you are too weak."

Li Jing stood on the field, shrugged casually, then went to the side, avoiding the punch that attacked him, bent his left leg and pushed out a knee and elbow. The warrior immediately took a few steps back and spread it on the ground.

call!

The next moment, a leg from the side flew out and kicked Li Jing's neck!

"The strength is too small." Li Jing did not dodge at all, raised his hand and grabbed his ankle directly, and then threw the warrior out.

At this time, ten warriors had already been found on the ground, and more than seventy warriors were left surrounding Li Jing, with shock on his face.

"I'm scared? Keep coming!" Li Jing said provocatively with a smile.

"superior!"

Wu Yue roared and more than seventy people rushed up together.

Bang!

Li Jing kicked out a man, but was hugged by a warrior from behind. Then, the other warriors rushed forward quickly and punched Li Jing in the abdomen.

"Just because you guys want to kill me? I still want to kill you!" Li Jing roared violently, grabbed the warrior behind him, swung him violently, and blocked the warriors around him.

There are cameras on the side, and there are all-round shooting without blind spots.

Although "Bright Sword" is a military theme, Ye Lingchen tried his best to move it towards the warriors because of Qin Baichuan's request. Although there were guns and cannon battles in wars, he would always interspersed with real swords and guns or fights with bare hands.

These fights are not just good-looking, they are real fights!

"Ling Chen, there will be no problem in fighting like this, right?" Xiao Feifei's eyes were filled with a hint of worry. Looking at their fight, it was simply terrifying.

"It's okay, they are all warriors, with thick skin and strong flesh, and resistant to fighting." Ye Lingchen smiled indifferently. Since he had to make a sudden effort and since he wanted to be real, he needed to be truly presented to the audience.

Knowing the existence of the Gate of Hell, Ye Lingchen also understood why China began to develop in the martial arts style. Various fantasy or martial arts themes appeared, most of which were based on the city, making people feel that there are many masters and dangers in the city. In addition to China, the same is true for foreign countries. The Marvel series, vampires, ghosts, gods, etc., are all subtly influenced people.

Even occasionally, some bizarre things will break out. Although someone will come out to refute the rumors later, they will still cause various speculations from people.

Is this the beginning of laying the groundwork in all aspects?

If the existence of the Gate of Hell is directly announced, it will undoubtedly cause chaos in the world and panic in countless people. If this is done now, leaders of various countries can have enough time to prepare, and people will not feel unacceptable in the end. It is indeed a good method.

Ye Lingchen smiled. No wonder his magical performances had not been treated specially. Many things in this world have begun to change...
Chapter completed!