"At your current age, I probably can't understand what level the Z level has reached."

Old Li smiled and said, "But just remember that if you can meet an z-level existence, it will be your lifelong glory. Whether it is a z-level hunter or a hunter, even if you are killed, it will be your glory. There are only a handful of z-level hunters in this world. Not everyone has the luck to meet, and not everyone has the luck to be killed by them. One of the best destinations for a hunter is to be hunted by a z-level hunter. Haha."

"It's not that difficult to encounter either."

Zhao Gang thought that if his son was really the first in the world god list, then he had been growing up with Z-level experts since he was a child. According to Lao Li, wouldn’t he be able to die in peace?

wrong!

Zhao Gang suddenly thought of something, and when he thought of this thing, Zhao Gang's back instantly broke out in cold sweat.

His father had a fight with the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Federation.

Although my father won, he was also injured.

To put it simply, the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Federation is actually not much different from his father. Then if his father is at the z level, wouldn’t the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Federation also be at the z level?

Bai Yan is the son of the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Federation!

I'm grass!

Zhao Gang suddenly felt that his trouble was a bit big.

However... when Zhao Gang thought that the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Federation could not beat him, he became psychologically balanced. In the era of fighting for his father, his awesomeness can really make people feel safe.

"Are you scared?"

When Lao Li saw Zhao Gang's face changing, he said with a smile, "When I first heard that there was an z-level existence, I was also scared. However, these are all high-level information. It makes no sense to know at a low-level level, because they can't understand that level. Fangs, you are eighteen years old this year. If you can rush to the ss level at the age of twenty-eight, then maybe you will have a one-tenth chance to become that unknowable z-level!"

"Is the tenth stage of ancient martial arts similar to the Z-level?" Zhao Gang asked.

"Tenth stages of ancient martial arts?"

Old Li frowned and thought for a while and said, "I once saw a person with eighth stylistic ancient martial arts, who probably had the combat power of SS level. If calculated in this way, it should be similar. However, ancient martial arts are mysterious, and many of the hunters are masters of ancient martial arts, so these two hierarchies are difficult to divide. However, it is said that only the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Federation has reached the tenth stylistic ancient martial arts association. That is also a legendary figure. I think it should be much different from the Z level."

"I see."

Zhao Gang nodded and said, "Brother Li, do you have a detailed map of the Hunter School?"

“No detailed map.”

Lao Li shook his head and said, "We only have a rough map of the area. Because many of their buildings are hidden in mountains or caves, it is difficult for us to figure out what the layout of their entire school is like."

"Then give me a map of the approximate area."

Zhao Gang said, "In addition, do you have any information about the teachers in the Hunter School?"

"The information is incomplete. If you want it, I can give it to you too." Lao Li said.

"Then I'll trouble Brother Li."

Not long after, Lao Li brought some paper documents over.

"These are things I have collected in Tibet for so many years. Although I don't know what your mission is, you are an 18-year-old S-level hunter after all, so what I want to tell you is that the Hunter School is far more dangerous than you think, and it is particularly dangerous. The people inside have a very sensitive sense of smell. They can tell whether you are a hunter through some of your instinctive actions. In order to obtain information from the Hunter School, no less than 100 professional hunters have died. So, I hope you can be careful in everything, be careful and be careful!"

Old Li said with a serious expression.

"I will."

Zhao Gang nodded gratefully and said, "Thank you, Brother Li. When I come back, we will definitely have a good chat."

"Um!"

Zhao Gang walked directly from the backyard, and as for the face he ordered, he had long since gone.

Zhao Gang, who left the backyard, wore a big hat on his head. Zhao Gang lowered his head and almost covered his entire face.

Zhao Gang stayed in Lhasa for one night, and early the next morning, Zhao Gang left Lhasa and headed towards Yanghu.

Yanghu is about 100 kilometers away from Lhasa and is known as one of the three holy lakes.

Zhao Gang did not take a car. He walked towards Yanghu. It took him more than an hour to appear at the foot of the stretching mountain. At this time, a mask had already appeared on Zhao Gang's face.

That was a gray grimace.

According to the information given by the Hunter School, this Ghost Face is a C-level hunter, bloodthirsty and cruel personality. He has a lot of fame in the hunter circle. As for why the hunter certificate for this Ghost Face is on Zhao Gang's side, Zhao Gang doesn't know where the real Ghost Face went.

The feeling of wearing a mask made Zhao Gang feel a little strange, but Zhao Gang only took a short time to adapt to the mask and his identity.

Walking to the mountains alone.

The scorching sun raised the horizon, and Zhao Gang's figure stretched very long in the mountains.

It is desolate, without a trace of people.

Zhao Gang just walked like this.

After walking for a while, a towering snow-capped mountain stood in front of Zhao Gang.

The cold wind hit her body, and Zhao Gang was wearing only a simple robe and didn't feel that it was cold, because Zhao Gang had been naked in a colder place than this one.

That is a special cold-resistant training.

The wind was getting heavier and heavier. When Zhao Gang climbed to the middle of the mountain, snow started to fall from the sky.

The wind and snow were mixed, making Zhao Gang almost unable to see the road ahead.

Climbing to an altitude of nearly 6,000 meters, several people appeared in front of Zhao Gang.

Some of those people were wearing cotton jackets, while others wore big hats, and they didn't look like ordinary people.

"The king of heaven covers the earth tiger."

One of them looked at Zhao Gang and said.

"Chicken stewed mushrooms."

Zhao Gang's voice was very low and cold, completely different from the sound he had spoken before.

"Disclaimer."

Someone said.

Zhao Gang threw the certificate issued by the school at the other party.

The other party took out a scanning machine and scanned the ID.

"Welcome back, grimace."

After checking the hunter's license, the other party threw the ID over again, and then did not talk to Zhao Gang for more. A few people walked to the side and disappeared into the wind and snow in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Gang walked forward again.

After walking for a while, I finally climbed over this mountain.

In front of him, there is a valley.

There are several thatched houses in the middle of the valley, and a bonfire is lit in the center of the thatched houses.

Hunter School, arrived.
Chapter completed!