Zhao Feng's decision caused a commotion among the remaining nine people!
A burly adventurer, nearly two meters tall, who looked like a man-bear, stepped forward and shouted loudly, "I don't accept it, Master Zhao Feng, we came here from a distance, you just took a casual look,
A decision has been made. Don’t you think your decision is too rash? I could flip that kid to the ground with one hand, so why did you choose him over me, Huck?”
Most of these adventurers were bloody people, and because of Zhao Feng's identity, they did not dare to say anything. But at this time, his blood was rising, and Huck impulsively shouted in front of Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng glanced at Hack. He was thirty-three years old this year, but he was only a third-level bronze warrior. It was extremely difficult to break through to the fourth-level bronze warrior. He did not have any special bloodline power. He was just a third-level bronze warrior.
Just an ordinary adventurer with considerable courage.
Zhao Feng's eyes froze, and he glared at Huck with a flash of light. A trace of lightning that was invisible to the naked eye shot instantly at Huck from his eyes.
Huck, who was shouting loudly, suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His body trembled and cold sweat flowed down. He felt pain all over his body as if he had been struck by lightning.
The remaining eight adventurers were horrified and fell silent, feeling even more in awe of Zhao Feng's power.
"This is me recruiting followers. I can recruit whoever I want. But since you question my vision, I will give you a chance. As long as you defeat Xiao Banru, I will make you my follower.
If you fail, leave here." Zhao Feng withdrew his gaze and said calmly.
The other eight adventurers immediately made way for an open space, allowing Huck to confront the Xiao baboon.
Huck looked at Xiao Banru, sparks almost bursting out of his big copper bell eyes. He was given a small lesson by Zhao Feng. His heart was full of anger, but he could not vent it to Zhao Feng, who was a great magician. He could only
Pour that evil fire towards Xiao Banru.
Huck took a step forward, and with a pair of huge fists covered with black hair, with the sound of breaking the air, he hit Xiao Banru fiercely. Although he was only a third-level bronze warrior, he was confident that he was a cultivator.
A master who has lost his fighting spirit will be knocked down if he is hit by his punch.
Seeing how terrifying Hacker's punch was, none of the other eight adventurers were confident that they could take the punch.
Faced with this terrifying punch, Xiao Banru grabbed Huck's fist out of thin air with one hand, and then twisted it. Huck's body, which weighed more than two hundred kilograms, fell heavily to the ground.
Looking at this scene, the other eight adventurers were filled with shock. That was because Xiao Banru did not use fighting energy at all, which meant that his seemingly thin body contained huge power that could rival a Warcraft.
"I lost!" Huck looked ashen, clearly aware of the gap between himself and Xiao Banru. He left the villa after leaving a few words.
The remaining eight adventurers could only leave the villa.
Zhao Feng glanced at Xiao Banru, a young man with great potential, and a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes.
Xiao Banru also stared at Zhao Feng quietly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that a great magician would be so young.
"You go down and have a rest first." Zhao Feng rang the bell, and a maid came in and led Xiao Banru down.
After Huck's group went out, what happened inside was naturally known to people outside.
Hearing that Huck, who was as strong as a bear, was only glared at by Zhao Feng, he felt like he was struck by lightning. The other people outside were even more in awe of Zhao Feng, the great magician, and those who came in no longer dared to stab him.
Group after group of people kept coming in and out, and by the afternoon, the long queue of people crowded outside the villa had all been selected by Zhao Feng.
Among the crowd, Zhao Feng and Xiao Banru only recruited a total of six warriors who had developed fighting spirit and were only junior swordsmen, and twenty-five third-level magic apprentices. Among them, among the twenty-five third-level magic apprentices,
During the incident, Zhao Feng also saw an acquaintance, Elena, the receptionist who was at the Magic Guild that day.
Among the six warriors who have cultivated fighting spirit, Xiao Banru, who has the blood of dragon, is undoubtedly the one with the greatest potential for development.
Zhao Feng quickly gathered together all the followers he had recruited today.
"Xiao Banru, Wang Tie, An Lei, Jeff, Rick, and Bordeaux, I will pay the six of you a monthly salary of thirty gold coins. At the same time, I will prepare the knight armor and weapons you need. I will be here soon
You will become a lord and open up your own fiefdom. If you perform meritorious service, I can canonize you as a knight. With such conditions, are you willing to follow me?" Zhao Feng looked at the six practitioners he had recruited.
The fighting spirit master asked solemnly.
Hearing the conditions offered by Zhao Feng, the six warriors felt excited. They knelt down on one knee to Zhao Feng and solemnly said, "We are willing to follow Mr. Zhao Feng and become the sword in your hand to cut off the thorns for you.
Be the shield in your hands to protect your safety!"
The salary of thirty gold coins per month is already very high. If you are in the military, it is the salary that only a captain can have. Moreover, a good set of knight armor and weapons are worth more than hundreds of gold coins. If you are a civilian, you can cultivate.
A fighting spirit master simply cannot afford a good set of knight armor.
For humans, equipment is extremely important. If a junior human swordsman who has just cultivated fighting spirit uses ordinary equipment, he can defeat the siege of ten human third-level warriors. If he has a good set of knight armor,
Dozens of human third-level warriors could only be tortured and killed by him.
Becoming a knight is the biggest dream of these civilian warriors.
After offering generous terms and actually recruiting the six warriors who had developed fighting spirit, Zhao Feng turned to look at the twenty-five third-level magic apprentices.
"I have a way for you to break through the bottleneck and advance to junior magician!" Zhao Feng's first words, after falling into the twenty-five third-level magic apprentices, immediately aroused a thousand waves. The twenty-five
The eyes of the third-level magic apprentice suddenly showed an extremely excited light.
There is a thin line between the third-level magic apprentice and the junior magician, but the status between them is like a cloud. Although the third-level magic apprentice has magic power, he cannot release complete and powerful magic, and can only fight for real magicians.
To start off and do some chores, it can be said that the status of a third-level magic apprentice is not as good as that of a first-level druid or first-level warrior.
These third-level magic apprentices are always thinking about breaking through and becoming a real magician, so that they can truly occupy a place in this strict hierarchical society.