When Zhou Jin and others gradually approached the camp with the warship, they were greeted by a chilling atmosphere, pterosaurs flying in the sky, and wild beasts running on the ground, which once gave Zhou Jin and others a false impression. The Black Dragon Legion selected a vanguard.

The third organization of the battalion is under the jurisdiction of Lost Fang, an organization with a title.

As the thirteen people disembarking from the boat had just arranged their formation, a majestic voice came from the front. "Lost Fang only pays attention to the survival of the fittest. It's not whether you want to join, but whether you have the qualifications to join. Battle Merit

Accumulation is the minimum standard, but it only gives you a threshold. If you can't pass it, you will still be sent back to your original corps. No matter what questions you have now or what plans you have, you can pass this level.

Only you are qualified to speak out."

As the words fell, everyone was greeted by a mighty force of nearly 100,000 barbarian infantry, dressed in battle armor and holding swords and swords. Zhou Jin and others entered the Lost Fang camp for the first time due to natural selection and survival of the fittest.

This was the first real battle since setting foot on the battlefield. He was no longer hiding in that narrow secret position, and was no longer just a spectator more than a real warrior.

However, all this is what Zhou Jin and everyone have always longed for. Although they can gain a lot of military exploits every day, and although their strength is improving by leaps and bounds, the defense under that kind of defense is not killing the infinite in everyone's hearts.

Pride.

The general died in hundreds of battles, and his body was returned wrapped in horse leather. They understood the difficulties of Luo Ye Fenghua, but it did not mean that they had not imagined that one day they would be able to charge into the army. Zhou Jin gently wiped the blade, and then he and the others faced it.

A hundred thousand troops charged from the opposite side.

In an instant, the battlefield was filled with shouts of killing. It was the first time for Zhou Jin and others to experience such a battle, and their eyes were immediately red. Their majestic fighting spirit was so dazzling on this unscrupulous battlefield.

It was so unbelievable that everyone watching the battle on the ships in the sky turned their attention to it.

"My subordinates currently have the highest battle losses. These thirteen people are destined to be destined to me. Give them to me. I will let you pick the next three thousand places first." "Yiye Zen, this is the first time this has happened.

, do you think we are still that stupid?" "That's right, that's right, and these thirteen people are members of my Confucian sect at first glance, and you, a monk, want to kidnap me and run away again after just saying that you are destined to be a Buddha?"

"Among the three religions, who doesn't know that your Confucian sect is the most powerful and has the most people? Does your Confucian sect prohibit Confucian sect disciples from becoming monks? Besides, we don't really want them to join our Buddhist sect, so there is no use talking to Lao Na about this.

"Yes, let's be practical, what do you want this time?" "You are just shouting in front of us, how about you try calling me in front of Mingsheng Tianzun one day?"

"Do you think I'm an idiot? Speed ​​up, don't make ink marks, the premise is agreed, don't think about the lion's mouth, if it weren't for the high losses of my subordinates this time, do you want to take advantage of me? There is only one chance, watch it.

Open your mouth, but there is no shop like this after passing this village. If the conditions are raised and we stay together for a long time, sooner or later you will have a time when I need my convenience."

"This damn monk has even threatened him before he even started to cut his flesh. Hundreds of years of friendship have been eaten by dogs?" "Okay, what kind of virtue does he have? You only know today, for the sake of it."

We don’t want to have too many friendships over the past hundred years. Didn’t you catch dozens of thunder horned dragons when you went out with Mingsheng Tianzun some time ago?”

"Stop, stop, stop here, let's just follow the rules and let them choose in the end." "Are you sure? Are you sure you really want to follow the rules?" Looking at the unblocked enemy with a playful look on his face,

Yi Yechan suddenly felt a little weak and burst into tears.

Then he looked at the thirteen people on the battlefield again, and finally gritted his teeth and fought hard. Who would have lost too many generals under his command? Thousands of armies are easy to get, but one general is hard to find. These thirteen people

After training, he is not the best candidate for the thirteen generals. As for the thunder horn dragon army that he wants to form, he can just catch it. At most, he can ask Mingsheng Tianzun again.

On the battlefield, from the day they were captured, these barbarians never thought that they could leave alive again. It was these people who gave themselves and others hope of survival. Thinking about the parents, wives and children of the tribe, they would eventually

They chose to survive. The 20,000 people in front of them were the biggest obstacle on their way to survival. If they didn't defeat them, they would be the last ones to lie down. In the desperate situation of life and death, they had no reservations.

As time went by, Zhou Jin and others had already stained their armors with blood, and their whole bodies were now covered in bruises. However, the continuous barbarian offensives still hit Zhou Jin and others one after another.

The physical strength and true energy on the body were gradually depleted unconsciously, but as the battle came to an end, everyone finally resisted. Looking back, on the huge battlefield, only a thousand people can still stand.

The surroundings were filled with corpses of barbarians, but almost none of them belonged to the three religions.

Such a scene made Zhou Jin seem to have returned to the original training ground in an instant. How could he be able to save these people so quietly in front of everyone? However, you will never understand until you reach that state. Well.

Zhou Jin can think openly and just don't think about things that don't make sense. That's not something that she needs to worry about now.

"Congratulations on passing the trial of the Lost Fang. Now, you can choose whether to enter the Lost Fang. There is only one chance, but the choice is yours. If you are willing, stand on the left, and if you are unwilling, stand on the right." Looking at everyone.

After making the choice, Feng En nodded with satisfaction: "Take them down for treatment. The rest of the people will be sent back to their original places after recuperating their injuries." As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared in front of everyone.

A few days later, when everyone recovered from their injuries and stepped out of the camp, they were taken to the battlefield. "The position of the Lost Fang is the same for every legion. Now these people in front of you are you.

Among the formations that will be assigned, those who compete for Centurion and Centurion will compete.

Candidates. Like them, you are all qualified to compete. Lost Fang has always spoken with strength. If you want, you can take it yourself. Eleven thousand captains, one hundred and thirty centurions, but opportunities

It’s only once. If you want to be promoted in the future, you can only rely on military merit.”

After hearing this, Zhou Jin looked back and looked around. Good guy, there must be at least several thousand people here, but Zhou Jin also understands that most of the people here are just soy sauce, and those who will actually compete are definitely against him.

Confident in strength.

Then Zhou Jin began to look at the more than 100 people in front of him. More than 100 people? After counting the number of people on the field, Zhou Jin immediately laughed angrily. Are these people really stupid? One hundred and forty-one.
Chapter completed!