Chapter 41: Kill Record

'Train for 12 hours at a Holy Site¹?' 

The faces of all of the rookies there suddenly changed. 

They started to rub their palms together, and they thought of stepping forward to volunteer. 

It was not just the rookies, even the instructors who were secure in their own higher levels of training had sparks of excitement in their eyes.

It seemed that there was great interest in this Holy Site. 

However, following the stern warning from the cool man in the leather jacket, those rookies who were thinking of taking advantage of the situation and who were stepping forward were stopped short in their tracks, as though they were doused with ice-cold water. Their faces immediately paled slightly, and they all became honest with themselves. 

A ripple spread across Fang Zheng's face. 

'Holy Site?'