[69 Book Bar - www.] Time just flies by, and the one-month training period is here in the blink of an eye.
During this month, the young men of the aristocratic families had to participate in general training organized by the military every three days, and at other times they would train their own teams.
As for Mo Xingheng, except for training the team leaders every few days, he basically practiced at other times. After a month, he not only practiced Xuan Gong to the fifth level of Xuan Shi, but also mastered the first level of the Creation Sutra.
After cultivating to the peak level, it is possible to condense the Hunyuan Golden Body at any time and break through to the second stage of refining Qi in the Creation Sutra.
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In the early morning, the vast training ground in Southern Xinjiang is already crowded with people. Today is the time for the second competition of this trial. The young men from aristocratic families brought their teams to the square early. On the high platform of the square, the commander of the Southern Xinjiang Legion is majestic.
Hou is wearing armor and sitting in the center, looking majestic. On both sides of him are senior generals from southern Xinjiang. It seems that the legion regards this competition as very important.
There are two big drums on the edge of the high platform. Two mighty drummers are holding drum hammers and standing quietly next to the drums, waiting for the ten teams below to compete. They beat the drums to boost their morale.
At this time, Ling Hanwu stood up, walked to the high platform, glanced at the ten teams below with his sharp eyes, and said loudly: "Now I announce the rules of the competition. The ten teams are divided into two groups to compete, and the top two teams in each group are selected.
The teams participated in the final test, and then the top three were decided... The members of the first group were Mo Xingheng, Tie Shiqing, His Royal Highness the First Prince, Baili Jian and Mo Chenyu, and the members of the second group were Mo Qingwu and Mo Xiaofeng.
, Huang Deqiang, Jun Zidan and His Highness the Second Prince...Now the first group of Mo Xingheng's team will face Baili Jian's team..."
Mo Xingheng stood at the front of his team. It wasn't until Ling Hanwu announced the rules of the competition that he looked at the other four teams in his group, then stepped forward and said: "You four teams can come together, I don't have time to talk to you.
You waste it.”
For Mo Xingheng, this kind of competition is almost like a game of house, there is no challenge at all. He is very confident in the men he has trained.
After a month of purgatory-like death training, these death row inmates who were originally waiting to be beheaded have already undergone earth-shaking changes. From being depressed and despairing at the beginning, they have suddenly become full of hope for the future.
Full of faith and confidence in pursuing something in life, Mo Xingheng has full confidence in such a team that has unlimited momentum to win with less.
However, Mo Xingheng's words sounded arrogant to others. They were so arrogant!
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Mo Xingheng. The mighty princes and the military bosses who were sitting on the high platform all twitched their eyes, thinking that this kid is too crazy. Your team alone is the strongest among all the teams.
It's a team that is difficult to train and shape, but now you want to fight one on four. It's the first time you've ever seen someone so overconfident and overconfident!
Especially the eldest prince, Tie Shiqing, Baili Jian and Mo Chenyu. Mo Xingheng's words undoubtedly looked down on them, and all of them had an angry glint in their eyes!
"Why, you don't dare to challenge four people?" Seeing that the four people didn't respond for a long time, Mo Xingheng narrowed his eyes and said provocatively.
"Mo Xingheng, don't regret it when you know that trouble is coming from your mouth!" The eldest prince's face was filled with a cold light. He had approached Mo Xingheng many times before, hoping to have a good relationship with Mo Xingheng first and strive for success in the future.
When I ran for the throne, I was able to get the support of the Mo family, but I was rejected by Mo Xingheng every time. I had already had feelings for Mo Xingheng in my heart, and now Mo Xingheng's provocation has not put him, the eldest prince, at all.
In his eyes, how could he still swallow this breath!
Mo Xingheng glanced sideways at the eldest prince. He didn't take the eldest prince's threatening words seriously at all. He just said lightly: "If the eldest prince doesn't dare to accept the move, then just quit. Anyway, you are expensive."
As a prince, no one dares to say anything to you. As a man, your abilities are reflected on the battlefield, not with your words."
"Okay! Very good! Mo Xingheng, I would also like to see if the team you train is as arrogant as you!" The eldest prince turned pale with anger, turned to Tie Shiqing, Baili Jian and Mo Chenyu and said: "
Do you dare to teach this arrogant person a lesson?"
"That's what I meant." Tie Shiqing nodded, and Baili Jian and Mo Chenyu also agreed. The three of them also wanted to kill Mo Xingheng's majesty.
A month ago, Mo Xingheng actually caused the statue of the Military Saint to vibrate and won the first place in one fell swoop. This made them, young masters from aristocratic families, very dissatisfied. Mo Xingheng was so arrogant, which just suited their needs.
The eldest prince sneered: "Come on, Mo Xingheng, I want to see how one thousand of you can defeat four thousand of us!"
Mo Xingheng smiled faintly and said: "There is no need to deal with you with a thousand people, five hundred is enough!"
After a pause, Mo Xingheng turned to face his team and shouted: "Li Chengfeng!"
"Here!" Li Chengfeng took a step forward and said.
"This battle is left to you. Remember, I am only allowed to win. If I lose, you and your 'Killing God' team will not come to see me!"
"Yes!" Li Chengfeng received the military order, turned around to face his "Killing God" brigade, and shouted: "The 'Killing God' team comes out and forms a formation!"
Five hundred members of the "Killing God" brigade, led by eleven team captains, trotted to the open training field in front, and then quickly set up a triangle formation. The whole process only took one minute.
Li Chengfeng stood in front of the "Killing God" brigade and adjusted the armor on his body. At this moment, he felt like he was back to the moment when he followed the commander for the first time ten years ago. A rush of blood instantly flowed throughout his body.
A bloodthirsty light slowly burned in his eyes.
Facing the five hundred members of the God of Death whom he had supervised and trained for a month, Li Chengfeng shouted loudly: "The time has come to test your training results this month. This battle will determine your future. If you win, you will live, if you lose, you will die!"
Li Chengfeng then shouted: "Facing enemies eight times more than us, do you have the confidence to defeat them?"
"Yes!" Five hundred people shouted hysterically, the sound was overwhelming!
"Very good, you are worthy of being a member of my 'Killing God' brigade. Now, let us trample the enemy under our feet together!"
"Let's trample the enemy under our feet!" Everyone shouted in unison again, and the momentum of the entire team was raised to the peak with just a few words from Captain Li.
In the past month, under Mo Xingheng's professional training, the abilities of Li Chengfeng and the twenty-two team captains have been qualitatively improved, and it is no longer a problem to inspire the team's momentum.
In addition to approval, the eyes of the military leaders on the high platform were filled with shock. They never expected that one of Mo Xingheng's bodyguard captains actually had such talent and ability!