Douluo's Gourd

June [-], [-]

It is advisable to move into a house, move, get married, and avoid starting construction.

A fireball-like sun hangs in the clear blue sky, and a few floating clouds occasionally cover the sun, bringing a touch of coolness to people.

However, such a clear and fine weather did not make He Muyu's gloomy mood any better.

Just as she was staring at the sky, a young man in military uniform ran up to her, gave a military salute and shouted loudly, "Report the instructor, the team has assembled."

"Understood." He Muyu glanced at him, looked down at the team specially chosen to gather under the shadow of a big tree, and looked loose overall, with a hint of helplessness on his expression.

It took a quarter of an hour to complete the assembly from the sound of the assembly number to now, and the assembly location is only 2 minutes away from the dormitory. According to the standard of war, everyone here would have to be pulled out and beheaded.

Not angry, not angry.

Hasn't this situation been experienced dozens of times, just get used to it.

He Muyu suppressed the dissatisfaction surging in his heart, and looked at the recruits in front of him expressionlessly.

Today is the last day for her to take over the recruit team. After today's drill, she can say goodbye to these dozens of salted fish.

But before that, there is one last hurdle to pass, which is the martial arts performance of the new recruits.

After the martial arts show is over, the outstanding recruits will be divided among the big bosses. The qualified recruits will be distributed according to their territories, and the unqualified soldiers will be returned. You don't need to think about it, the group of little bastards she manages will definitely be sent back. Home.

He Muyu took a few steps forward, the soul power of level 42 burst out from the body without restraint, and the soul power two levels higher than the others was heavily pressed on them, and the lazy soldiers below subconsciously raised their chests Stand still, full of desire to survive.

"In the past three months, you have been dissatisfied with me, and I think you are also unhappy. You should be thankful that you have good parents, otherwise, with your attitude, I would have beaten you so hard that even your parents couldn't recognize you. "

First, draw in the relationship between the two parties in a friendly manner, and then change the tone, "However, your hard days are finally coming to an end, and everyone knows what day is today, so I won't dwell on it.

I just want to remind you one thing, play well, if you get beaten up by others, you will be beaten up, who made you not work hard. "The eyes stayed on the most irritating bodies for a few seconds: "Don't use your brains, the fools who took advantage of the loopholes in the rules last time were lying on the bed for half a year. "

"The contest is still half an hour away, Meng Yun, let's bring them in." He Muyu gave everyone a disgusted look, waved his hands, and left without looking back.

The young team leader Meng Yun waved his hand and led the crowd to the training ground.

But he didn't notice that at the end of the line, several figures quietly left the line, half a body behind.

Although He Muyu reminded him, but as the boss of the thorns, how could he restrain himself because of a mere warning.

"Brothers, you haven't forgotten what you said last night." He Fei whispered.

The younger brothers gathered around shook their heads quickly: "I have never forgotten! Brother Fei, we are just waiting for you to lead us to fly."

"Okay, then pay attention to my eyes later. Let those who look down on us see that although we are just waiting to die, we are not useless!!"

There are two main types of military exercises for recruits: group events and individual events.

The group events mainly include ten items such as the five-kilometer rush, and the cooperation of 30 people's soul skills. The main test is the tacit understanding of the entire team.

Generally speaking, as long as you don't come to the army to dawdle, and put in some effort, you won't get low scores in group events.

But for them, they can only compete with another group of teams that are similar in nature to them (compete for the bottom two).

Therefore, He Fei's goal is a personal project.

It is said that this time the personal event of the recruits' martial arts show has been greatly changed because of the relationship with the third prince who has just returned, and the original rules and venues will no longer be used.

Although they don't know the new rules, but now everyone doesn't know, which is equivalent to being pulled to the same level.

In addition to the "hole card" sent by his second brother to save his life, are you afraid that you won't get good grades?This time, I will definitely impress the old man! !

Seeing his boss's expression as if changing his face, the younger brothers looked at each other, not daring to say or ask, just pretending they didn't see it.

Meng Yun came over at some point, "Hey you guys, what are you doing behind, hurry up and keep up."

"Sorry, my boss suddenly has a stomachache." Like frightened rabbits, several people hurriedly set up Hefei and ran towards the front line.

"Take it easy, are you trying to kill me?"

Being able to be the team leader in a group of second-generation teams, Meng Yun is naturally not good at it. He looked at He Fei who was being held up by his younger brothers and looked very ugly, touched the green fluff that had just grown on his chin, and made up his mind , ready to keep an eye on him, in case something goes wrong and drags himself down.

"Hey, if it wasn't for being too low-key at ordinary times, I wouldn't have been sent to this ghost place by the second brother with a small belly. I'd still be eliminated smoothly and go home quickly. I'm really fed up with the speed of cultivation without being in a mimetic cultivation environment."

"I don't know how the big brother and the second brother are doing at home. After three months, the winner should be decided. Forget it, what does this have to do with me? If you don't become a soul saint, you will end up as an ant."

After supporting the iron helmet that didn't fit well on his head, his calf exploded with strength. Without most people noticing, Meng Yun quietly caught up with the team.

The training ground is located two kilometers away from the barracks.

Looking down from a high altitude, you can find dozens of recruit teams slowly entering the training ground from all directions and different directions.

This is the largest training ground in the Western Military Region of the Star Luo Empire, covering an area of ​​more than 1 mu, with complex and diverse landforms, so it was specially selected as the assessment site for the recruits' martial arts demonstration.

Five thousand and 630 people stood quietly in the middle of the open space, with serious expressions, and a chilling atmosphere exuded in the air.

After three months of training, even the second-generations, who usually do nothing, barely complied with the orders and prohibitions, and did not whisper casually.

A thousand white tiger troops quietly surrounded the training ground, as if they were protecting some important person.

On the viewing platform, a general whispered to a man who looked very young: "Your Highness, everyone is already here."

"Is it finally ready? I'm almost falling asleep." The blond man sitting on the main seat opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed out of thin air.

Seeing this, the generals on the side were a little surprised. It was the first time they had seen the legendary third prince. They didn't expect him to be so powerful, and he seemed to be only one step away from the soul king.

At this age, their cultivation base is already close to theirs, so they are really formidable young people.

The fat man sitting behind him like a servant muttered in a low voice, "Boss Dai likes to pretend in front of strangers..."

The high-cold girl on the side glared at him, scaring him to shut up quickly, thinking to himself: "Zhuqing feels even colder after returning to Xingluo, alas, it's still interesting from Brother Feng."

Dai Mubai stood up, the red helmet tassel was like a blazing flame, he was wearing a set of armor as black as ink, with a sky tearing white tiger tattooed on his chest, looking majestic and domineering.

He looked down at the fully armed recruits, "These are my Xingluo's future." Then, the momentum broke out without restraint.

The recruits felt as if there was a bloodthirsty white tiger lying on the stage, staring at them.

Very good, what Xiaofeng taught is really useful.

Seeing that the soldiers below were all suppressed by his aura, Dai Mubai heaved a sigh of relief, "I'm very happy to be able to represent..."

After 5 minutes, Dai Mubai ended this long boring and unnutritious speech.

Of course, he maintained an imposing manner throughout the whole speech, and the ferocious power of the white tiger actually suppressed more than 5000 people in the audience. Such a scene will definitely make the officers and generals behind him unforgettable.

Although these recruits are not soul masters, they have never been on the battlefield or learned the secret methods of the army to temper their bodies.

But being only 17 years old can suppress thousands of troops with only momentum, which is too outrageous.

"Is this the third prince Dai Mubai? It's really scary." This group of fearless recruits saw a top genius in their age group for the first time in their lives.

The recruits' martial arts demonstration officially began.

Every project is carried out in an orderly manner, with muscles colliding, sweat swaying, and hormones flooding the entire training ground. The whole process will last for three days.

In the group event, the No.20 team led by He Muyu, under the public's overt and secret acting skills, won the last place as expected.

He Muyu, who was severely criticized by the leader, managed to suppress his anger after smashing three wooden stakes.

Looking at the face as black as burning charcoal, the barracks where Team 21 was located spent a quiet night for the first time.

Next, is the much-anticipated personal project.

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