Kakarot wanders into the second dimension

"Huh? What's wrong? Don't you want to fight?"

After Wukong got into his fighting form, he found that the opponent had no intention of moving at all, so he raised his head and asked curiously.

The white-haired girl suddenly came back to her senses, but when she thought of the disdainful and slightly mad look on this monkey's face before, she instantly felt insulted.

"Are you an idiot? Who said that ranking depends on fighting?"

"Eh? Isn't it?"

The girl felt her brain throbbing with veins. She had never encountered such an uncivilized barbarian before.

"Forget it, for the sake of Lord Attila, finish the identification as soon as possible and finish the work as soon as possible."

The white-haired girl closed her beautiful eyes and sang softly.

"Great Creator of Light, I, Wilheben, hereby implore you to give grace to all living beings, dispel the fog in the darkness, and give this poor prisoner some instructions. May your eternal faith always bless us, and may your immortal will sing. In the praise of history…”

White light gradually glowed on Weir's body. She took out a piece of gospel paper and scratched it with her finger. A beam of light composed of stars shone on Wukong's confused face.

"Okay, your rank is one-star Zhejie. As for your profession, you can ask Lord Attila."

"The Zhejiang level is one star, I didn't expect it to be so low..."

Wukong scratched his head, a little surprised by the result.

The girl in front of her closed her eyes quietly, as if she no longer wanted to respond to him.

A female priest attendant came out next to him and respectfully handed Wukong a black iron badge with a small five-pointed star engraved on it.

"Hello, one-star master, this is your rank certificate. Do you want me to put it on for you?"

Soon, Wukong walked out of the auditorium, wearing the black iron badge on his chest.

Attila saw Wukong coming out and was full of expectations, but when he saw the symbol on Wukong's chest, he felt like a deflated ball.

"How come it's a talent level, and it's only one star? That guy Wilhelmben must have made a mistake."

Attila believed that Wukong's strength was at least a warrior level, otherwise how could he defeat hundreds of his guards with a one-star strength of a warrior level.

"I don't know either. By the way, Lord Attila, can I go to fight against monsters now?"

"That's all, that guy Weir must have made a mistake. I'll give you a re-evaluation later. What are you talking about, conquering monsters?"

Attila thought that Wukong must be crazy. People at the highest level don't even know what profession they are, so they have to fight against monsters with at least seven or eight stars in the upper level.

"Don't mess around. There is an Adventurer's Guild in the academy. You can go there and see if there are any missions to defeat monsters. Generally, you must form a team to do the missions. You can see if there is a strong man with a rank of knight willing to lead you. "

"I think you can endure it for a while longer. After the competition in the hospital in seven days, I will take you there myself."

Attila has not returned to the academy for two years, so that many new students now do not recognize him and even question his strength.

"There is a new student this year. He is a genius of the same race as me. He has issued a challenge. I must defeat him in this competition."

As one of the former kings of this kingdom, Atila is almost the strongest among the current kings.

But it doesn't mean that no one wants to mess with him after he withdraws from the position of King's Chosen, and completely eliminates the threat he poses to other King's Chosen.

The power struggle in the kingdom has always been fierce, and as the king can be chosen, the strength gap between them is not too big.

"Oh, is he very strong? How does he compare with Master Attila?"

Although the average strength of the powerful people on this planet may not exceed a thousand, Wukong is still very interested.

If it was based on his previous strength, he would not deliberately put these people in his eyes.

But with a total combat power of only 20, he is extremely interested in challenges and battles with such a huge gap.

"A nine-star magician with a rank of knight, one of the few young women among the candidates for the throne. Although her rank is a little lower than mine, magic is difficult for warriors. It is said that she is the apprentice of a certain famous magician."

Attila answered while recalling the relevant information about his opponent.

"Can I compete with him in this competition?"

The corners of Wukong's mouth raised slightly, showing a very serious expression.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Atila burst into laughter.

"There are many rules for the competition. You can only choose opponents of the same level. But you are only a one-star player, and your competition opponents can only choose people from one to five stars."

"Then how can I fight against them quickly? Lord Attila, I really want to try it. Please tell me, please."

For martial arts enthusiasts, their passion for fighting is unwavering.

Seeing the serious expression on this troublesome monkey, Attila felt helpless.

"Actually, the purpose of the academy's regulations is good, because this division can largely prevent injuries among students during competitions. There is really no precedent for this requirement you mentioned. The best way is to improve your rank. .”

Then Wukong looked very disappointed, making Atila dumbfounded.

"However, there is also a rule, that is, if you complete the test of God, you can challenge the next level. However, this test is generally only available at the Imperial Branch Headquarters, and not in our Kingdom Academy."

Attila said it, which means he didn't say it, but at least he said the method.

"Then as long as I go to the empire headquarters and complete the test of God, can I fight with whoever I want?"

Wukong, a thick-headed man, simply ignored the conditions for realization and asked a question that left Attila speechless.

"That's the theory."

After hearing the reply, Wukong basically understood.

In fact, if he really wants to practice boxing with anyone, he doesn't need to pay attention to these rules and regulations.

But his nature is like this. He never wants to use force to force others to agree, but once he is interested in a target, he will stalk that target until he succeeds in seeking consent.

So he decided to stay in this academy and satisfy his addiction to fighting various opponents and fighting in different forms.

There is no way, this is his pursuit and hobby in his life, and he can talk about looking for the Dragon Ball after finishing these.

As long as he strengthens his training in a few more months, his vitality will be enough for him to use teleportation.

Once the location of the empire's headquarters is determined, God's test and the sages will not be able to meet whenever they want.

"I have already gone through the admission procedures for you. Now that your strength has been tested, you will go to class 6 tomorrow."

"What, Lord Attila, do you still want to study here?"

After hearing Attila's words, Wukong was immediately shocked. Although he was extremely illiterate, he did not hate reading and studying.

But the whole reason he came here was to fight, and he couldn't stand it if he just studied.

"If you are not a student here, how would you be qualified to eat in the cafeteria here?"

Attila's words immediately cleared up Wukong's doubts.

The next day, Wukong followed Attila's guidance and arrived at the door of the so-called Class 6 classroom.