"Hazy, you are a bit reckless!" After Yaozi left, Mengton sighed sadly.

"What's wrong? Why is Mengton so powerful?" Zhang Mengyu said with a smile.

"It's very powerful," Mengton said. "The reason why the 404th Legion is the most powerful legion in our seventh universe is because the overall strength of their legion is very strong. After training for a period of time, their recruits can basically reach 200-300

On average, the combat effectiveness is at least 30% stronger than ordinary troops.

"What about this Yaozi's army?"

"They adopted an elite training route," Monton said. "He poured almost all of his resources into some squads, which resulted in a very disparity in the combat effectiveness of his troops. But in some battles, he used those cannon fodder as

The main force attracts enemy firepower, and the elite squad can often play some unexpected roles."

"It's a bit of an idea," Zhang Mengyu nodded. This Yaozi took the elite route of abandoning most people.

"Furthermore, he has secretly established a reserve corps in the universe. This batch of new recruits are all trained and managed by this reserve corps. They are cultivated from the geniuses he found from the forces under his own universe empire. They have been trained since childhood.

The training I experienced in battle is very powerful.”

"Look at that young man," Mengton pointed at the slender warrior behind Yaozi, "A warrior from the Lengfeng tribe, I heard that before he entered the legion, he served in the army of Yaozi civilization. His various abilities

The item value should be above 600."

"600, that's pretty good. It's almost five or six times the minimum recruitment standard. If it were raised a little more, it would even be able to fight against ordinary sixth-level life forms."

"Why don't you look nervous at all?" Mengton looked at Zhang Mengyu curiously.

He knew that Zhang Mengyu and the officers under him were very powerful. The strength of the six-level life forms killed those bases and cities, but they attributed the reason to Zhang Mengyu's civilization or organization.

And those people under him are all cannon fodder, and even among the cannon fodder are fighter jets. Their natural strength is lower than others, so they will definitely suffer in this competition.

There is no way that in just one year, he could train them to be as good as the division commanders under him, right?

"Could it be that these three people under your command have been specially trained by you?" Monton suddenly thought.

People like Zhang Menglong have less than 30 cosmic years of life. If Zhang Menglong poured resources into some people like Yaozi, he might be able to cultivate some special people.

"No," Zhang Mengyu shook his head, "Everyone in our army is trained together and there is no individual tutoring. To be honest, it was only in those few days that I knew there was such a thing as a martial arts tournament."

"Then what kind of special race are they?" Mengton took another look at the three warriors, as if he wanted to see some clues from them, but looking left and right, they were all too ordinary in the entire universe to be in this world.

Ordinary race.

Even they are so ordinary that it is considered a miracle to have the current level of life. For these civilized people, if they can become third-level life forms, they are already smoking in their ancestral graves.

"Don't look at it," Zhang Mengyu said, "I just randomly pulled them out of the army. You guys, please introduce yourselves to Commander Mengton."

The three of them stood up and saluted Mengton with a standard Chinese military salute.

"Reporting to Commander Menton, I am Olenya, a soldier of the cooking squad of the ipx-001 regiment and the srio-045 division."

"Reporting to Commander Menton, I am Diaz, a soldier of the logistics squad of the ipx-001 regiment and cwp-79 division."

"Reporting to Commander Menton, I am Lobian, a soldier of the ipx-001 regiment and the ipz-398 division security section."

"Cooking class? Logistics class? Security department?"

Mengton's mouth opened slightly in shock.

At the beginning of each legion's establishment, organizations such as cooking classes and logistics classes have been established. These people do groceries and backbreaking work. Even if these soldiers on the battlefield are cannon fodder, they are still peak level five life forms.

It's not their turn to do these things.

Zhang Mengyu's people are already relatively weak, and there are not many of them. They actually waste manpower on doing such a thing. He really can't understand it!

The most outrageous thing is that you guys are all cooks and logistics. Even if it is just a token, you have to pull two people from the regular army. You find two firemen and logistics to come to this competition where masters and elites are gathered.

What do you mean? Is it sensationalizing?

"Forget it, as long as you are happy..." In response, Mengton could only smile awkwardly. It seemed that Zhang Menglong really planned to break the pot. In this case, if he took the second to last

, no one can take the last place.

"The General is here!"

At this time, with the pressure of a ninth-level life form, Luo Ze finally appeared!

The entire training ground suddenly became quiet, especially those level five life forms, which even shivered under Luo Ze's breath.

Even if a ninth-level life form does not deliberately release its pressure, it would be difficult for an ordinary fifth-level life form to resist it.

At this time, Mengton suddenly discovered that the three soldiers behind Zhang Mengyu looked calm and calm. Not only did they not bend their backs, they even seemed not to feel the pressure at all.

"These three guys have something!"

...

"Everyone, I'm glad that we can all gather here today," Luo Ze said with a smile, "I won't say too much nonsense. In order to see how well you have trained the recruits this year and to understand the combat effectiveness of our troops, we organized this

In this martial arts competition, I hope everyone can show off the style and level of their own troops."

The rules of the tournament are very simple. There are more than 7,000 players in total, divided into two groups. If there is an odd number, they will advance directly. Until the top three are finally determined as the winner of this tournament.

The first match was between the 103rd Legion and the 733rd Legion. The strength of the soldiers on both sides was very close. It was a very exciting match. All the legion commanders and soldiers watched the match carefully.

Firstly, you can get to know your opponents in the future, and secondly, you can learn something from them.

There were only four people, Zhang Mengyu, who neatly held their chins and began to doze off.

"It's really an insult to the honor of the military."

"How can we fight if the battlefield looks like this?"

Several surrounding legion commanders showed disdain. In their view, Zhang Mengyu was not qualified to be the legion commander of a legion at all.

There were more than 3,000 games in the first round. From these games, a group of very good fighters emerged. They defeated their opponents cleanly, and some even showed strong fighting skills and talents.

The legion he belongs to has fought hard to gain some face.

Finally, in the 833rd game, Zhang Mengyu’s men are about to appear.

"Look, isn't this a member of the ipx-001 legion?"

"It's really unlucky. Their opponent is the 812th Legion. Their legion's combat effectiveness ranks among the top 50."

"It's their turn. Guess how many minutes they can last?"

"Hahaha, I think you may be defeated in the first move, right? Maybe you will surrender directly."

"Look, Zhang Mengyu's eyes are still squinting. Is he asleep?"

"Hazy, is this someone from your army?" Unlike the others, Luo Ze looked at the soldier with a very interested look, "Why does he look so sleepy? Nothing can go wrong, right?

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