At dawn, the once-a-decade confrontation training for new recruits has begun.
The first is the squad competition, in which the recruits from each battalion are randomly divided into four teams to compete as a team.
In the Sao Feng Camp, the most common team configuration is composed of four warriors, who work together to complete tasks together.
Because team members are randomly assigned, there is no point in forming a team in advance, and it can also ensure the fairness of the game to the greatest extent.
Ling Feng's luck was pretty good. Although the three teammates he was assigned were average in strength, at least they had nothing to do with Ling Feng and would not play Ling Feng's role in secret.
And their opponents did not encounter the geniuses of the upper-level protoss, so in the team competition, in just a dozen breaths, Ling Feng's team easily crushed the opponent and won the game.
However, in the second round, Ling's team obviously couldn't keep up. With almost just a face-to-face encounter, three of Ling Feng's teammates were eliminated, leaving only Ling Feng one-on-four on the field.
On a high platform directly in front of the arena, captains, vice-captains from all battalions and teams, and even some strong men at the commander level were all present to watch in person.
In the past few days, Ling Feng has cured many members of the Saofeng Camp who were troubled by "venomosis", so his reputation has spread.
In the Sao Feng Camp, these veteran strong men may not know how many geniuses have come from the three high-level gods, but they are quite familiar with the name Ling Feng.
"That boy must be Ling Feng."
The commander of the third battalion narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ling Feng on the ring.
Three teammates were eliminated miserably. It would be difficult for them to win this team match on their own.
The four-person team in Sao Feng Camp is not just a configuration where one plus one equals two. Although it is a temporary four-person team, every recruit in Sao Feng Camp will inevitably learn the so-called four-core warfare.
Array.
As long as a battle formation is formed, both offensive and defensive, it is far from being as simple as adding the strength of four members.
"Well, it's that kid. It's a pity, Lao Pang, that kid will no longer be in our third camp soon."
Henry Zhang on the side said with a smile.
There is one level difference in official rank between the chief and the captain, but because they have known each other for a long time and Xiao Yang’s carefree personality, the chief and the chief have always been brothers, no matter how big or small.
The commander of the third battalion smiled faintly, "Whether he is in the third battalion or not, he is from our Sao Feng camp after all. This guy is really good, and his medical skills are just good. I didn't expect him to be so strong. However, his luck is not very good.
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He could naturally see that Ling Feng was much stronger than his teammates. Unfortunately, in the team competition, these teammates obviously seriously hindered him.
"Hey, Lao Pang, do you think that kid is destined to lose?"
Henry Zhang grinned, and even Ji Ruye's lips curled up.
"You want to compete with the four-core battle formation on your own? Let alone the other party, there is a genius from the upper-class god clan." Director Pang shook his head, "Xiao Yang, you old boy won't think that Ling Feng
Is there still a chance of winning?"
"Hehe, you can't say for sure." Henry Zhang touched his bare head, "Why, old Pang, do you dare to make a bet?"
Chief Pang looked at Ling Feng on the stage carefully, then shook his head and said: "It's impossible, it's impossible. He is indeed outstanding, but to defeat the four-core battle formation by himself is an exaggeration."
"That's just a gamble."
Henry Zhang laughed, "Ji Ruye, you can bear witness to me and Lao Pang. If anyone loses, he will take out the treasured Yuyangchun wine. Don't cheat!"
"You old boy, it turns out you are thinking about the fine wine in my stall!"
Director Pang shook his head and smiled, "Okay, I'll take the gamble, but if you lose, don't cry and yell and cheat!"
"Tch, am I that kind of person?"
Henry Zhang snorted lightly, which immediately attracted the eyes of many people around him.
This Henry Zhang is really this kind of person!
However, at this moment, Ling Feng's figure had already galloped out. Although his four opponents had united to form a four-core battle formation, before they could react, one of the cores had been killed by Ling Feng.
It was solved easily.
Ling Feng's speed is extremely fast, and every time he takes a shot, he can effectively attack the opponent's weaknesses.
Therefore, after just three breaths, the opponent's four-core battle formation was down to the last core.
Now, the two sides have returned to the starting point, which means that the final victory or defeat of both teams will be decided between these two people.
On the high platform, Mr. Pang's mouth was so open that he could almost fit an egg in it.
"Are the newcomers of this class so evil?"
Commander Pang couldn't believe his eyes. The four-core battle formation was cracked so quickly, and it was so devastating that it had no resistance.
"Hey, Lao Pang, prepare your Yuyangchun!" Xiao Yang smiled happily.
The corner of Mr. Pang's mouth twitched slightly, and he snorted: "Zhang Yang, you haven't won yet! Even if there is only one person left on the other side, that is a genius from the Haotian God Clan!"
Henry Zhang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Old Pang, I am determined to drink this fine wine today!"
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"I didn't expect that in addition to being able to trick women with sweet words, you are also capable of so many tricks!"
On the high platform, the genius from the Haotian Divine Clan stared at Ling Feng with a cold gaze.
This guy was also one of the new recruits who had always disliked Ling Feng. He thought he could give him a hard lesson when he met Ling Feng, but he didn't expect that Ling Feng was so powerful.
But, so what?
He is just a loser from the Demon Sealing God Clan, and he is from the upper-level God Clan!
"Eye of Haotian!"
The left eye of the genius of the Haotian God Clan suddenly burst out with a purple light, like a purple crystal, exuding an evil aura.
As the Eye of Haotian was opened, the next moment, an octagonal purple mark appeared between the eyebrows of the genius of the Haotian Protoss, like a mirror, and it actually shone Ling Feng's shadow into it.
"Boy, the power of the high-level gods is not something that a lowly person like you can understand!"
The genius of the Haotian God Clan smiled coldly, made a hand gesture, and said loudly: "Sure!"
For a moment, Ling Feng felt that his soul seemed to be imprisoned by a special force, and his limbs became unable to move.
However, this imprisoning power did not last for a breath, and it collapsed under Ling Feng's powerful colorful fighting spirit.
However, the genius of the Haotian God Clan was not aware of it at all. He just walked into Ling Feng with a sneer, "Boy, this is the phase fixation technique of the Haotian God Clan. I won't let you move. You can't even lift a finger."