The school grounds in Yancheng are countless times larger than those in villages and towns.
Here, the soldiers are in groups, uniform and uniform, with a deep cold atmosphere. They are regular soldiers. They have experienced cruel training and the struggle of blood and fire to become qualified soldiers.
Each person has a rainbow-like momentum, sharp eyes, and is cold and ruthless. They are the sharpest weapons in the world.
Suddenly, all the soldiers in the school knelt down, and thousands of soldiers shouted in unison: "Welcome the Lord of the City."
A tall man descended from the sky and sat directly at the head of the school field, accepting the kneeling of everyone.
Zhou Zhu and the others followed She Youwan and arrived at the edge of the school ground. Looking at the scene in front of them, their blood suddenly surged.
"This is the real army, mighty and domineering." Zhou Zhu's heart surged: "That's how it is!"
"Yes, they give me the feeling that they have gone through many vicissitudes of life and finally settled into a kind of temperament, which is unparalleled!" Jiang Hai also said.
This was the first time they saw such a scene, a dark place, all worshiping one person.
After the worship, a general led his respective troops out of the school grounds majestically, and then stationed themselves in various places on the school grounds.
Zhou Zhu and the others walked forward, and like the soldiers, they also knelt down to Mo Wudi.
Immediately, the mayors of Thirty-Six Towns led their respective soldiers and shouted: "See the Lord of the City."
The sound soared into the sky and lasted for a long time.
Zhou Zhu murmured in a low voice. He actually raised his head and looked at the person in charge. Although it was just a casual glance, he was noticed by the middle-aged man next to Mo Wudi.
A sharp look came towards him, and Zhou Zhu immediately dodged.
"Everyone, get up!" Mo Wudi shouted: "Everyone, today is the most important day for me in Yancheng. To select talents, I hope everyone can work hard and give their best results."
Mo Wudi didn't say much. After a few words, he sat down calmly.
At this time, the middle-aged man came out.
"This time the town competition, the rules are the same as before. It is divided into two games. The first competition is a melee. A melee, as the name suggests, is that all the soldiers participating in the town competition fight together, and then stand on the school field within the specified time.
Those who get above will be considered as passing.”
The middle-aged man said: "Okay, no more nonsense, let's start the competition now!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.
"It's so fast. Why don't you say something else? Why does it feel a little unreliable?"
"Isn't there usually a long opening statement before a competition starts? Why doesn't City Lord Mo say those passionate words?"
"I'm surprised too. It started so suddenly, and I wasn't mentally prepared at all."
"You don't know anymore." A soldier said mysteriously next to Zhou Zhu: "Don't think that the city lord is a kind person just because he is so calm and calm."
Zhou Zhuqi asked: "Isn't it?"
"No. Did you know that the city lord has a nickname?"
Everyone asked together: "What's your nickname?"
This soldier is mysterious and arouses everyone's appetite.
Everyone looked forward to it.
"The city lord's nickname is..."
"You should tell me quickly? What is it?"
The soldiers were still whetting everyone's appetite, and they all had the urge to beat this kid.
Zhou Zhu’s face was dark: “Say it quickly!”
Seeing that the situation was not good, the soldier said: "It's called Mo Wudi, no one can defeat him. This is both his name and his nickname."
"Mo Wudi, so domineering?" Another soldier asked in shock.
"That's right, because City Lord Mo is extremely powerful in combat and has never been defeated among warriors of the same level so far. That's why he is called Mo Invincible."
The soldier continued: "Moreover, the city lord is not only cruel to the enemy, but also cruel to himself. I heard that during a war, in order to kill the enemy, the city lord actually pierced his own heart with a spear, thus holding him in his arms.
of the enemy, thus winning a crucial victory in the battle."
"What? Pierce the heart, just to kill the enemy!"
Zhou Zhu was not only shocked, but also admired: "This is what a man should do!"
Zhou Zhu looked at Mo Wudi. He had a leisurely look on his face, drinking tea and looking at the recruits who were preparing for the competition.
Not knowing this, Zhou Zhu read a dangerous charm in his eyes. He felt that Mo Wudi could kill him with just one look.
Mo Wudi felt something in his heart. He suddenly raised his head and met Zhou Zhu's eyes. Immediately, a spiritual power invaded Zhou Zhu's mind, seeming to control him.
But this process is so short that it cannot be measured in time, and even the people involved cannot feel it.
Zhou Zhu quickly turned his face away, and then pretended to move his body to distract himself.
However, he was shocked in his heart: "So strong, that look in his eyes seems to be able to see through everything about me. It's really scary!"
Mo Wudi, who was sitting at the top, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "This soldier's physical strength is pretty good. I guess he can rival those of geniuses from big families."
The middle-aged man was shocked. This was the first time he heard the city lord praise a person like this.
"That soldier's name is Zhou Zhu. He is Mayor She Youwan's recruit and comes from Dashan Town." The middle-aged man said.
"Oh, from Dashan Town?" Mo Wudi said thoughtfully: "Pay close attention to him, maybe we can let him enter the life-threatening abyss."
The middle-aged man was shocked again: "Death-killing Abyss?"
He didn't know why the city lord was so optimistic about this soldier. He was obviously just a low-level warrior, so how could he be qualified to enter the Life-Destroying Abyss?
The middle-aged man was very puzzled, but since the city lord asked him to pay more attention, he would naturally pay more attention to Zhou Zhu. He wanted to see where Zhou Zhu caught the city lord's eye.
At this time, all the soldiers from the thirty-six towns had entered the school grounds. At a glance, there were almost 600 people. Among them, the top ten villages and towns had the most participants, which was basically two or three times as many as other towns.
The average number of people participating in the town competition is about 10 people, and the number of people in the top ten villages and towns is about 20 or 30 people.
Each village and town formed a circle and formed a team.
Thirty-six teams formed a trend of confrontation. This formation was formed not long ago, and then at the next moment, some changes occurred in the thirty-six teams. They were actually merging with each other.
After a while, there were only fifteen teams in the entire team.
Zhou Zhu and the others naturally merged with other teams to form a team of twenty people.
The team that merged with them was also from a lower-ranked village called Shan Town. Their mayor was Shan Jun. At first, he and Mayor Qiu resisted Guohai Wuwu.
The middle-aged man yelled: "Time is a stick of incense. The maximum number of people left in the end is one hundred. If the number of people left exceeds this number, then the people who are eliminated will be directly drawn by lot, no matter how powerful you are."
As soon as these words came out, the hopes of the soldiers who had been lucky and wanted to fake a fight were suddenly dashed.
Even if they are willing to accept the draw of lots, those strong people are not willing. They will definitely try their best to reduce the number of people to the minimum.
There will never be a draw of lots.
The middle-aged man shouted loudly, and the competition officially began.
The fifteen teams were wary of each other, but no one dared to take action first.
However, at this moment, one of the teams suddenly broke out, that is, the soldiers of Haifan Town. They had not integrated, and the members of the team were all recruits from Haifan Town.
A total of twenty people were killed directly towards a team.
The uprising in Haifan Town immediately triggered a war.
Zhou Zhu and the others also roared and joined the battle.
In such a competition, no one can escape. There are more than 600 people, and at most 100 people are left. The elimination ratio is six to one, and the elimination rate is very high.
In order to compete for one of the spots, all the fighters took action and defeated their opponents.
After a while, the battlefield fell into chaos.
However, Zhou Zhu's team did not collapse. He issued orders one after another to protect his team tightly, allowing them to advance, attack, retreat and defend.
A soldier ran toward them. Zhou Zhu didn't hesitate and punched the soldier, and the soldier was sent flying away.
In this way, they have nothing to lose.
However, after fighting like this for a while, some soldiers complained.
"It's too frustrating to fight like this. I can't use my strength at all. We are like turtles." A soldier said angrily.
As soon as these words came out, other warriors immediately responded, and even Zhou Zhu and his own team split.
"Brother, what should we do? These guys want to go their own way. If the team breaks up, we will be cannibalized quickly." Fang Lang said solemnly.
"Yes, with our current combat power index, if we don't unite, it will be difficult to last until the end." Liang Shan also said.
A group of soldiers attacked them, and everyone took action to repel them one by one, but these soldiers felt more and more aggrieved.
Qiu Tian turned to Zhou Zhu's side: "I want to fight on my own."
Zhou Zhu looked at him: "Xiao Tiantian, look at the battlefield. If you don't have absolute combat power and want to fight on your own, you will be eliminated soon. Have you seen those guys?"
Zhou Zhu pointed at the top ten villages and towns: "There is almost a vacuum around them, no one dares to get close, and they are like a human meat grinder, constantly taking action to eliminate a group of new recruits."
Zhou Zhu tilted his head at Qiu Tian and said, "It's not that I look down on you, it's true that the opponent is too strong, so we must be together to win."
After hearing Zhou Zhu's words, Qiu Tian felt very unhappy. He immediately turned around and was about to leave. However, at this time, Zhou Zhu solemnly said: "The people from Haifan Town are coming towards us. It turns out that they were heading towards us from the beginning."
Come."
Wherever Haifan Town passed, those recruits who were unable to dodge were knocked down one after another, and twenty of them were filled with murderous intent.
When Qiu Tian saw this, he stopped leaving. When the new recruits of their single town saw this formation, they no longer thought about it and ran away immediately, scattering like birds and beasts.
Now only Zhou Zhu and his seven others were left. They moved closer to each other and formed a formation under Zhou Zhu's instructions.
Looking at the nearby Haifan Town, Zhou Zhu said in a low voice: "Let you try the power of the art of war."