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Ann can't figure it out at all, what happened to him is at the same level as my wife Shan Yi?

He basically killed the ghosts of their team, so he felt it was fair to be promoted to the next level.

But my wife Zenil?

That coward?

Can he even be promoted to the ninth rank?

This in itself is a great insult to Ann Zai.

And Yan Chong is one level higher than him?

This is a kind of spiritual destruction to him who has always claimed that he is the strongest among this group of reincarnations.

"Did you make a mistake?" An Zai couldn't help it, and asked.

"Don't worry, we won't be mistaken." The black-haired child said, "In the air there is a crocodile sent by us to monitor the overall situation of Fujikiyama. Only those who kill double-digit ghosts can be promoted. You Killing eleven ghosts was really great, but it was only ranked third. And he killed fifty-three by himself."

An again: "..."

Is it so much worse?

After Ann Zai camped on the top of the mountain, he had been very alert. For the first few days, ghosts attacked every day.

Later, there were no ghosts, and he thought it was those ghosts that feared him.

He repeatedly repelled them, but also beheaded several, declaring his strength.

But fifty-three?

How did that guy do it?

And I am third?

This shows that my wife Shanyi killed more than me!

Yan Chong felt that the numbers were not too different.

Because according to his calculation, it may be fifty-six, but if the fusion ghost is counted as five ghosts, it will be over sixty.

Later, almost all the ghosts on Fujiaki Mountain were captured by him for experimentation, and even my wife Zenyi killed more than ten ghosts.

As for the other reserve players, everyone also killed at least one ghost.

Fifty-three, this is very conservative, okay?

Seeing Yan Chong's expression, Ann knew that this was the truth.

This guy definitely killed many more ghosts than him to get such a promotion.

So he decided to re-examine Yan Chong's strength.

"How did you do it?" Ann asked again.

"Well, I go to bed at night and go to a cave to kill ghosts during the day." Yan Chong did not hide it. "The ghosts dare not see the sun. They all hide in the cave. It is much easier to kill."

An again: "!!!"

I didn't expect it!

What he didn't expect was that Yan Chong was still an intellectual player.

Although the sword technique is not very good, the idea is very clear!

It seems that I underestimated him.

However, in the ghost killing team, the level is not really important, it just determines the monthly salary level.

Below the column level, all are miscellaneous soldiers.

Moreover, when facing ghosts, the miscellaneous soldiers of the ghost killing team were injured very quickly.

As long as it can survive, the level is simply not worth mentioning.

"Okay." Ann could only sigh helplessly.

Next, the two children arranged for each of them an exclusive crow.

These crows can speak words and tell the ghost killers their mission in real time.

Most of them are crows, but I don't know why, the one that my wife Shanyi assigned was a little yellow sparrow.

The sparrow is fine, the key is not to speak...

My wife Shanyi couldn't understand what it was saying.

At this time, Undying Chuan Xuan Mi stood up impatiently and said, "Where is the knife?"

Everyone looked at him.

He threw his own Bulbul aside and said, "I don't care about the broken crow!"

"What I want is a knife, a knife that changes color!" He came over and grabbed the white-haired child. "Give me the knife!"

He was talking about the Sunwheel Knife.

The orthodox sun-wheel knife can produce color changes according to each person's different breathing methods.

This is fundamentally different from the standard sun-wheel knife.

And the purpose of this Undead Chuan Xuan Mi who came to join the ghost killing team was to obtain a knife?

Yan Chong was a little confused about the situation, but at this time, Tanjirou, the stove door, walked quickly and grabbed the arm of Undying Chuan Xuanya.

"Please let go of this kid right away!" Tanjirou Chiamen said, "or I will break your arm!"

"What do you mean, kid?" Undying Chuan Xuan Mi was obviously dissatisfied, "If you have the ability, you can try it!"

"Crack!"

The crisp voice was even heard by Yan Chong next to him.

Kamado Tanjiro didn't use any jujitsu or grappling skills at all.

He simply grabbed Undying Chuan Xuanya's arm with one hand, and then squeezed it hard.

Undying Chuan Xuanya fractured his right arm...

If Undying Chuan Xuanya is not an osteoporosis patient, the grip of Tanjiro at the stove door is too great!

Yan Chong couldn't help taking a sip of water.

The protagonist is the protagonist, can't afford to offend, can't offend...

And An Zai was able to include such a person under his command, and his personality charm was higher than that of Yan Chong.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of people around them are also different.

My wife Zenyi showed fear again, squatting on the side, and looking at Tanjirou Otomen in horror, for fear that she would be the next victim.

Chestnut Flower Luo Chana didn't care, as if she hadn't seen it at all, her eyes kept staring at a butterfly flying by.

Du Laosan shrank behind An Zai in fear, and An Zai subconsciously pressed his hand on the hilt of the two-handed sword.

The two of them are now ready to shoot.

Undying Chuan Xuanya had to let go of his hand, while Tanjirou Tanjirou stood in front of the child, like a hero guarding the weak, revealing the light of righteousness...

Deng Yuhu coughed and said, "I think this matter should be decided by a high-level person? The Xin-level members don't speak, and we Xian-level members can't express their opinions."

Yan Chong looked embarrassed.

You are so special, can you still shake the pot like this?

"The Xin-level member said that you are a mentally retarded person." Yan Chong concluded, "It's better to interrupt if you don't, the Gui-level member."

Deng Yuhu: "..."

Is it so direct?

Are you swearing?

Yan Chong doesn't need to care about Deng Yuhu's thoughts at all. If you throw the pot to me, I won't scold you, is it still used to you?

The scene at that time suddenly became very embarrassing.

"That... let's continue the subject." Ann said again.

"Next, please choose the iron ore you like. A professional master from the knife maker village will make knives for everyone." said the black-haired girl.

A large plate was placed in front of her, with round iron ore as big as a basketball and as small as a fist.

"These are the scarlet sand, which is the necessary raw material for making sunblade." The white-haired girl followed, "Each of you can choose one."

There is actually a lot of iron ore on the plate, but because there are too many reserve players this time, the iron ore is somewhat insufficient in comparison.

These people rushed to pick up a big meal, and when it was left for Yan Chong, only a small piece was left.

Yan Chong: "!!!"

You are not too particular about it!