Zhou Xing knelt down, stroked his head and asked, "What's your name, little brother?"

Facing Zhou Xing's inquiry, the younger brother replied calmly: "My name is Tuoba Lingyun. I am at the eighth level of the beast level, assisting system."

After hearing his answer, Zhou Xing couldn't help but be shocked, with a trace of jealousy in his eyes. He had not mastered magic power when he was eight years old, which shows how amazing his talent is. In a few years, he will definitely surpass himself.

Zhou Xing nodded, held the boy's hand, and solemnly announced: "Tuoba Lingyun, starting from the next second, I, Zhou Xing, and this beautiful sister Mengyao, are all your teammates."

After waiting in a long line for a day, we finally arrived in front of the recorder. The recorder looked at this combination and couldn't laugh or cry. One was a well-known loser in the beast tribe, and the other was a young kid.

The recorder obviously looked down on this combination, "Oh, team name, captain, strength, profession."

"Ah, I haven't thought of a name for the group yet." Zhou Xing scratched his head frantically. What he was most tired of was coming up with names.

The recordkeeper originally looked down on this combination and wanted to waste time here. He said impatiently: "I don't want to register here without a good name. There are many people waiting in line behind you. Hurry up, don't waste our time."

Mengyao saw the change in the recorder, took a step forward, pushed Zhou Xing away and said with a smile: "The name of the team is the Death Team. As for the captain, Zhou Xing is at the ninth level of the beast level, strong attack type."

The recorder glanced at Mengyao, shook his head and said: "Girls, don't be too willful. You need to find suitable teammates. No matter how strong you are, you can't stand alone. The ninth level of the beast is not a joke!"

Mengyao did not answer, but nodded with a smile.

Seeing that Mengyao was stubborn, the recorder didn't say anything, and simply recorded this ridiculous team with a few strokes.

Looking at Mengyao's back, the recorder couldn't help but sigh.

The night was overcast with clouds. In the lounge, both Zhou Xing and Mengyao fell into a deep sleep. Only Tuoba Lingyun looked out the window with wide eyes, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly a firework pierced the sky and exploded. The sparks formed a word - hidden, giving a glimmer of light to the originally dark starry sky.

After Tuoba Lingyun saw it, he nodded with understanding, then got into bed and fell asleep.

"Welcome everyone to watch the 300th Beast Rank Assessment. I am your good friend Ye Zi, that's me, the famous host. There are sixty people participating in this assessment, divided into twenty teams. I believe you will still remember

The cruel rules of the beast level assessment, I will reiterate them for everyone."
Chapter completed!