"This is a battle?" Hu Mao was stunned, he measured the bones, tried his heart, and completed a set of strategies with difficulty, and finally joined the Shaking Light Corps, before he had time to take a breath, someone came to the door to challenge, although it is reasonable to come to a few to find fault, but how can it be the eighth in the combat power list.

But their regimental commander should be down!

Zhan Changfeng's entry test covers all aspects of roots, hearts, actual combat, civil governance, and martial virtues, in addition to estimating their talent and potential, but also analyzing their character and style, which can be said to be very strict.

The monks who were able to pass these levels and officially join in the face of this state would not panic and retreat, only feeling that the chances of winning were small.

In the past two days, only five people, including Hu Mao, passed the test, and temporarily served as an examiner to test the successors.

When Che Motozi came to call the battle, a new group of monks who wanted to join were preparing for the test.

"Why did you mess with him?"

"It seems that Zhan Changfeng has done something wrong. ”

"Even the generals have come to smash the field, and the future is worrying. ”

Shuo Prison angrily swept away the commotion of the testers, and the fierce battle intent condensed, and the testers couldn't help but take a step back, as if facing a giant rising from the ground.

"Those who are scared quit now!"

The cheers exploded in his ears, and there were all those who were ashamed, frightened, and afraid, and one of them stood up and said, "You and I are both building foundations, what qualifications do you have to yell at me, like this kind of small corps that has been contaminated with a lot of trouble before it has been done, and it will be over sooner or later." ”

"That's it, proud of what a pride. ”

Some of them either spoke harshly or hid their faces in a hurry, dropped out of the test and left.

Shuo Prison and the five members did not speak, and watched coldly.

In the end, only 12 of the 40 testers remained.

"Is there anyone else leaving?" Shuo Prison saw that the rest of the people had no tendency to quit, and strode to stand in front of everyone, the bloody aura that had experienced the baptism of war shocked people to not move, "I once asked the regiment commander why this corps is called Shaking Light, she said that Shaking Light is the main killing, meaning the swaying light, in the future, you will fight with thousands of regiments, become the last light on the battlefield, this is the consciousness you must do." ”

"I have this awareness, do you have it, an eighth name is also afraid, against those first corps and the first corps, will you surrender without fighting?"

"I'm glad you chose to stay, at least it proves that you have a brave heart and the will not to be disturbed by words!"

"Don't you care about the competition outside, let's go, let's go and see it together!

One of them was a little excited by him and shouted, "What if I lose?"

Several sharp glances fell on him, and he wisely swallowed the latter sentence: Isn't it very demoralizing.

Hu Mao's five official members also looked at Shuo Prison with burning eyes, waiting for his answer.

Shuo Prison seemed to have returned to the battlefield of the beacon fire and wolf smoke, blood and tears and the swaying light appeared in front of him alternately, heavy and persistent, word by word, "If the light falls to the ground, then it is up to us to sweep it into a prairie fire!"

Hu Mao and the others' hearts sank, as if they had fallen into a responsibility, in his words, it was the positioning between the members of the Shaking Light Corps, he compared Zhan Changfeng to the light that guided the direction, and compared him and all the members to the spark, the light preserves the spark and never goes out, but when the light falls, the spark should burn the prairie and let the light rekindle.

Worried that Zhan Changfeng would lose the competition, which would hit the mood of this newborn corps, finally improved. What if they lose, they just fight back!

The group walked out of the corps station and came to the viewing room, which was lively and lively as if it had been poured cold water, until they faced the fighting room, and then they sparsely resumed their conversation, occasionally saying a few words "Come and see your regiment commander lose." and the courage to come" and other ridicules.

A few monks from the veteran corps looked at the figures of these people, and they actually saw a bit of cohesion, how could it be possible, how long was it?!

But they stood there, looking at the fighting room, ignoring the cynicism of the others, and had a similar perseverance, which made people have to believe it!

In the fighting room

Che Yuanzi shouted, "I'm not some dark arrow who hurts people, I exaggerate your two small realms and let you make three moves!"

This person really spared no effort to smear her reputation, "I don't know if the agreement you said before counts, I lost, resigned as an inspector, and if you lost, I resigned as a general." If you don't dare to comply, don't talk about some useless things, who is secretly hurting people, your brother is even more numerous, and he has the ability to let your brother come over to confront me in person, and your brother didn't exaggerate my small realm before. ”

"I won't let you be satisfied, you are a cunning villain, what can I do to gamble on my position!"

Che Yuanzi is also cautious enough, persistent in the word, biting to death and not letting go, let alone answering her words.

However, his attitude of avoiding and avoiding is very problematic in itself, and people who are careful can't see that he is specifically coming for Zhan Changfeng.

Zhan Changfeng looked at him lazily, "Please." ”

He has a ring in one hand, weighing forty-two pounds, a single blade with a thick back, the knife is as cold as snow quenching, one hand is hooked, shaped like a strong shield, there is a thorn in the middle of pushing and killing, and there is a blood hook that extends up and down to restrain the long soldiers, and the attack and defense are integrated.

People with the eyesight realm can almost know at a glance that this magic weapon-level ring knife hook inlay equipment is clearly Qin Cheng's Thunder Stepmaster!

The Benlei Infantry Division is famous for two things, one is its integrity, from the mental and external skills to the equipment discipline are extremely unified, and it is highly imitated by troops with military exercises. As we all know, in the troops that practice military exercises, there will be an invisible tacit understanding between soldiers, and there are many coordinated group attack type killing moves, which are extremely powerful, but military exercises are rare, so there is a kind of high imitation, that is, selecting the right people and letting them practice the same kind of exercises.

The second is its powerful lethality, it practices the most domineering thunder, using the hegemon of the soldiers - the knife, once in the middle of the night to attack and destroy two cities, shocking people to hear the color change, quite effective in treating children's night cry.

It can be seen that Che Yuanzi, who became the general of the garrison of Qincheng and learned Benlei, must have increased his strength several times compared to before, and looking at his posture, it is obvious that he has learned the essence of Benlei Infantry Division.

His face was calm, as if he was a warrior on the battlefield in blood, raising a shield in his left hand and raising his sword in his right hand.

Thunder and thunder!

One knife into ninety-nine eighty-one knives!

In an instant, eighty-one thunderbolts slashed towards Zhan Changfeng.

The momentum is good, but the wrong move is used.

Zhan Changfeng turned into dozens of phantoms and shattered in the thunder and lightning blade, appeared, disappeared, and closed, Che Yuanzi's face changed abruptly, inexplicably frightened, his body preceded his thoughts, and he slashed diagonally in the direction of the empty person, and happened to point at the blade, turning into fragments in an instant.

A force came along the hilt of the knife, no matter how fast he threw it, he would inevitably be eroded, and he didn't care about the feeling of getting his hands on it, and hurriedly rolled a donkey to avoid Zhan Changfeng.

He hid in a hurry, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that Zhan Changfeng was not chasing him, and he was standing there with wide sleeves, as if he was in a daze.

What a chance! Che Motoko wanted to draw a new weapon, but was shocked to find that his right hand was unconscious.

"What evil skills have you used!"

Zhan Changfeng felt bored, this person was here to joke, "It's electronumb, it will be fine in half a day." ”

There is no Tao, there is no Mahayana exercise, there is not enough artistic conception and prestige, although the cultivation is two small realms higher, but the cohesion of the true power is not high, and the Tao is not deep enough.

Objectively speaking, among the foundation building, only those monks who have awakened the talent of the Dao or obtained the opportunity are worthy of learning.

It's a pity that these people are not in Dianjiangtai at the moment, after all, not everyone will rush back from the brothers.