The divine gods in charge of recruitment all showed appreciation and nodded at each other with satisfaction.
"Calm down, all of you. Line up and continue the recruitment!"
the divine god in charge of the overall recruitment, seemingly the team leader, shouted to the crowd.
In response, the noise on the platform began to settle down.
"Well, it's my turn."
Austin strode towards the divine gods in charge of recruitment, ready to begin his interview.
Peterson the Taoist Ancestor and Hare pretended to be Austin's subordinates and followed closely behind him.
Austin was confident in his own strength and was sure he could pass the interview.
However, the things went out of his expectation.
All of a sudden, the young man in the black robe walked up to Austin and reprimanded him with cold, irritated eyes, "Fuck off!"
This young man was the young master of the Mysterious Cosmos!
The three divine gods and a large group of people with distinct armor followed closely behind them, tightening their grip on the spears in their hands, prepared for anything that would happen at that moment.
"You are just a piece of trash. Why are you here? Get out of my face and out of my sight!"
The man in white, the young master of the Heavenly Flame Cosmos, also walked up and stared at Austin from head to foot.
Before long, a dozen more young talents who had just arrived came forward and surrounded Austin.
They were all arrogant, aggressive and overconfident.
Obviously, these young talents weren't used to waiting and wanted to cut the line!
They all felt that they should be interviewed before a piece of trash like Austin!
"Ha ha, the more talented a genius is, the more domineering and unreasonable he becomes. Well, that's not uncommon. In the world of warriors and martial arts, there is no fixed rule. Whoever has the biggest fist decides the rule."
The divine gods in charge of recruitment did not even bother to interfere. They simply watched the scene being unfolded with amusement.
"Trash boy, get out of here now! That is if you still want to live."
The young geniuses stared at Austin with threatening, domineering and judgmental eyes.
At the time, Austin lost his temper. His face burned red as the anger inside him was getting harder and harder to control. These spoiled brats were already getting on his nerves during their unnecessary grand entrances. Now they had the nerve to mess with him just because they felt too privileged.
'Damn these punk ass jerks! I've been waiting in line for several fucking days. It's not easy for me to get my turn and there's no way I'm going to give it up just like that.
These arrogant guys blatantly want to cut in line as soon as they arrive! Don't push me!'
Austin's eyes suddenly turned cold.
The other creatures on the platform, especially those who had lined up for several days, were also indignant.
However, no one dared to make a sound, let alone argue and defend his spot.
"Austin, just put up with it. We are too weak. Let them have their way for now.
The three of us are all just at the Heaven Immortal Realm.
We can't defeat them,"
Peterson said to Austin secretly through their telepathic link.
"I find it hard to put up with this kind of bullshit! This is not right! It's against my will!"
Austin replied, standing still and gritting his teeth as he stared at the arrogant young applicants.
"I don't want to waste my time with this. Kill this trash,"
the young master of the Mysterious Cosmos said coldly and abruptly.
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