When Chen Hao walked up to the high platform step by step, he appeared in the eyes of 100,000 soldiers in the martial arts training ground.

Every soldier's eyes widened.

"Chen...Mr. Chen?"

"It's Mr. Chen!"

"The big man who is coming today is not General Yan Beiliang, but Mr. Chen!"

"The notice said that there will be big names to select elites today. I never expected that Mr. Chen would be here to select people. I hope I must choose me."

"Mr. Chen chooses me, choose me, and I must choose me!"

The soldiers were excited and excited, and their hearts were almost out of their throats.

Of course, despite being excited, no one spoke, and the martial arts training ground was still quiet.

This is the basic quality of the Chinese War Department!

On the high platform, Yan Beiliang's face was pitch black.

He was very happy and proud just now because the soldiers looked at him with admiration.

However, when Chen Hao walked up to the platform, he found that the eyes of the soldiers looking at Chen Hao could no longer be described as admiration!

Those eyes were so fanatical and too fierce!

If this was not a war department, Yan Beiliang would be sure that these soldiers would be like little girls chasing stars, surrounding Chen Hao three layers inside and three layers outside.

At this moment, Yan Beiliang's self-esteem suffered unprecedented setbacks.

If at this moment, there were Chinese war gods like Gu Hanshan, Mo Shouguo, and Tang Jianting standing next to him, then he would have nothing to say.

But standing next to him and having a higher popularity than him is Chen Hao, who has never entered the War Department!

Moreover, if all the soldiers in the martial arts arena came from Qingshu, then he felt a little better. As Chen Hao said just now, Chen Hao was born and raised by Qingshu, and the soldiers of Qingshu's war division would naturally like Chen Hao more.

But the key is that he knew very clearly that most of these 100,000 soldiers came from places outside Qingshu!

Even so, his popularity is still not as good as Chen Hao, which is so fucking.

"General Yan, even at your home court, you don't seem to have any home court advantage."

Chen Hao lowered his voice and said with a smile.

Yan Beiliang's face turned purple, like a big eggplant.

Thinking of his eyes that provoked Chen Hao just now, Yan Beiliang wished he could find a piece of tofu to kill him.

"Pick your people."

Yan Beiliang glared at Chen Hao and said angrily.

Chen Hao laughed: "General Yan, I'm the first time I'm here in the War Department. I'm not familiar with anything and no one knows. How can I pick people?"

Yan Bei's cold face became even darker.

Why did Chen Hao mention the first time he came to the War Department? His first time he came to the War Department was more popular than his veteran.

Isn't this ridicule him?

"General Yan, I have to help you when I choose people," Chen Hao said again.

Yan Beiliang wanted to vomit blood, but was ridiculed by Chen Hao. Do you have to help Chen Hao?

The key is that he can't refuse, this is the most annoying thing!

"Ahem," Chen Hao curled his smile and stopped joking, "General Yan, Tianlong Group, I have to worry about how much you are."

Yan Beiliang's face then calmed down a little, and he nodded and looked at the martial arts training ground: "You guys, team up on your own, each team has 100 people, hurry up!"

The 100,000 soldiers in the martial arts training ground were all elite among the elites of the Qingshu Battle Division. The 100,000 soldiers divided into 1,000 teams, but they were all completed in less than three minutes. Moreover, each team of 100 people was arranged neatly, as if they had already undergone tacit training.

This scene shocked Chen Hao and felt proud.

"Each team conducts daily drills. The drills include: shooting, fighting, blasting..."

These projects are all contents that the War Department regularly trains.

However, what Chen Hao has to choose at this moment is the strongest elite who can fight against Medicine King Valley.

So what these soldiers practiced was not ordinary shooting, fighting, or blasting.

The firearm used for shooting is blessed by magic circles. Ordinary soldiers can't even hold it, let alone shooting.

As for fighting, of course, among the 100,000 soldiers, it is impossible for them to be all cultivators.

However, even if you are not a practitioner, you are a warrior with extremely high martial arts value.

They fought each other seriously, and they used their strongest strength with each punch.

For a moment, on the martial arts practice field, the sound of fists and palms and magic flying everywhere, this rises and falls, and lasts for a long time.

The end of the fight is a blast. The explosive used for blasting is also modified and special explosives that can harm extremely powerful monks.

Subsequently, there is also a magic array assessment specifically for the practitioners and the physical quality assessment of the warriors.

There are 19 assessments for large and small projects.

The assessment was all over, and it was dusk the next day.

During the entire assessment process, no soldier eats, drinks water or even goes to the toilet.

Everyone was holding their breath just to be chosen by Chen Hao.

"How is it? Have you ever wanted something?"

Yan Beiliang looked at his watch and asked.

"Time is coming soon?"

Chen Hao did not answer the question.

Seeing Yan Beiliang nodding, Chen Hao said, "Okay, I'll tell you the selected ones, you go and bring them over."

"You will do anything to others." Yan Beiliang smiled bitterly, but did as well.

Soon, the four of them appeared in front of Chen Hao.

Among the four, one was as strong as an iron tower, with his muscles bulging high and his visual effect exploded.

He is Gu Dali, a very powerful Chinese warrior. It is said that he once resisted a rocket but did not die.

The other one is as thin as a bamboo pole, standing next to Gu Dali, with a very distinct contrast.

He was nicknamed Flea, and he was a very fast cultivator and a master of formations. During the assessment of the fighting project just now, Chen Hao saw this guy, who was really like a flea, jumping up and down in front of his opponent. The opponent was so angry that he couldn't catch him. However, the flea kept throwing out magic circles, making the opponent tired of dealing with it.

The third one is a pale young man who looks quiet and quiet, as if a gust of wind can blow him down.

But in fact, in the fighting event, he is the one to end the battle as soon as possible.

Almost the second after Yan Beiliang announced the start of the fighting assessment, the dagger in his hand cut through the skin in the opponent's throat. As long as he put in a little force, he could reap the opponent's life.

He is nicknamed Arrow Poison Wood.

Arrow poisonous wood is a highly poisonous plant, scientifically called - Blood-sealing throat.

The last one is a typical soldier in the war department. He has a cold temperament and stands there like a mountain.

His name is Zhang Changgong, and he is a sniper. The sniper rifle in his hand has been specially modified to shoot through the defense of a peak Jidan monk.

The four people have their own characteristics, but they only have one in common - powerful! Absolutely powerful!

There are 100,000 people in the martial arts training ground, and they are among the elites of the Qingshu War Division.

And these four people can stand out from one hundred thousand people, and it is impossible not to be strong.

However, no matter how powerful these four people are, they only have four people after all.
Chapter completed!