Then the mental thoughts of the ten instructors were firmly locked on the ordinary face of someone below. They wanted to see how far this person's cyclone could expand.
And this face seems to be tens of thousands times more charming, fascinating and exciting.
The seven human instructors were all thinking: "Is this kid from our country?"
Finally, the cyclone grew to the size of a washbasin and stopped growing.
But this size is enough to make the instructors collapse. It's too big.
This is the spiritual swirling mist in Juntian’s hand!
The cyclone of the Spiritual Whirlpool Mist has extremely strict regulations and grades!
The cyclone owner below is just a gold medal killer, with human-level strength at best!
But the size of the cyclone, which is the size of a washbasin, is the pinnacle of the earth level and half a step above the heaven level!
What kind of trouble is this going on?
"I remember the previous issues...the largest cyclone volume was probably about the size of a pear!"
An instructor said numbly: "The guys in the third group were so happy that they jumped so high..."
"Now...a washbasin appears...I don't even feel excited."
Another instructor was also stunned: "The only thing I feel now is fright."
Other instructors felt the same way.
Because this experience really goes beyond the category of 'surprise'.
One of them had a sudden thought: "Does anyone know how big the cyclone was back then, including Lord Qingming and Lord Baihong?"
Everyone looked sideways.
You really dare to ask this!
Not to mention that no one knows, even if someone knows, can they say it? Do they dare to say it?
Then, as everyone looked at each other, they all saw the colors of joy and even ecstasy gradually appearing in each other's eyes!
"Emperors take turns. When we come to my house today, it's finally our turn to be the fifth group to take the lead!!"
"With this son, he will appear holy in front of others and seize the honor in Aoli. It's no problem!"
"What the hell! It's such a proud moment!"
"I just hope this guy won't be like that time...a genius, a true genius, with extraordinary qualifications and all-round power, but he is still an uncoordinated person with uncoordinated limbs. If he gets anxious, he can even walk on his back. Should I rub him..."
Before the man finished speaking, everyone shouted angrily: "Shut up!"
At the same time, they all prayed: a good spirit does not work but a bad spirit, no, it is a bad spirit that does not work but a good spirit, but it must not be that kind!
As time went by, more and more gold medal killers entered the open space. On the last day, the place was almost full of people and there was very little open space.
This situation was beyond Feng Yin's expectation. I thought that more people would enter on the first or second day, but I didn't expect that the number of people entering every day in the past few days would be almost the same. In the venue where I was, I conservatively estimated that there would be more people entering.
Six thousand people up!
How can there be so many?
The competitive pressure is also too great.
It’s okay to be involved in everything in my previous life. This is true for those who work in the real world and the service industry, and it’s even more complicated when it comes to writing.
In this life, the competition is so fierce even for the profession of killer?
By the early morning of the sixth day, the spiritual swirling fog had disappeared.
Among all the participants in the training, Feng Yin had the greatest reaction. He felt like he was choked by the force, which made him suddenly shaken out of his trance state.
It's like taking a sudden breath of car exhaust while breathing in the fresh mountain breeze.
"This is... so exciting."
Feng Yin was stunned, and then he realized that the spiritual energy he breathed in at this moment was no longer pure, but became mixed and impure again.
You must know that after entering the Juntian Hand Barrier, especially when entering the venue, the spiritual energy breathed in and absorbed is extremely pure and essence. There is no need to summarize and refine the essence as usual. It can be said to be done in one step. Just absorb and work hard.
At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly changed, and the spiritual energy could no longer be absorbed without any scruples, so the movement of the body was naturally not smooth.
Of course, another important factor in the greater change in Fengyin induction is that he absorbs far more spiritual energy at all times than his peers. Naturally, the negative impact at this critical moment is the greatest, and other people feel a little suffocated.
That’s all!
Feng Yin raised his head and looked at the sky. His eyes were full of moon and stars, and there were no clouds in the sky.
Well, the mist that was above my head has disappeared?!
Could it be that the special environment before had something to do with this mist?
While Feng Yin was still thinking, ten figures with golden masks appeared in the sky: "The gold medal training begins now. In the training, you walk on the edge of life and death. Unless you die, no one can stop.
I wish you all good luck in martial arts and a bright future."
Everyone was silent. Naturally, everyone knew this already.
"Within three breaths, we will automatically line up ten rows!"
As soon as the sentence was uttered, more than thirty people in the front stepped forward and raised their right hands at the same time.
The ten people in the middle did not move after observing.
The other people in the first row immediately turned around and went to the back.
The gap was only a breath, and the neatly arranged ten rows of teams were already arranged without any confusion at all.
The ten golden-faced instructors above came down to the ground, nodded, and said, "Not bad."
Then he pointed at a person in the middle of the fourth row and said, "What's your name?"
The other nine instructors pricked up their ears and listened intently.
Under the golden mask, ten pairs of eyes are shining.
Upon first hearing this question, Feng Yin couldn't help but be confused.
What to do?
Even if it’s a roll call, it can’t start with me, right?
Are there so many people in front of us?
What we uphold is to keep a low profile, be careful in what we do, and stay in the dark...
However, since the instructor asked the question, Feng Yin responded immediately: "Instructor, my name is Wenrou."
gentle!
The name immediately caused a commotion.
Wen Wen is indeed not outstanding among the gold medal killers, and her name is not ranked high, but nowadays... Wen Wen's name is very popular and famous!
The new mortal enemy of Supreme Mountain!
It is said that many people have died in the Supreme Mountain because of this man.
This killer is gentle. Although he does not have a gold medal, he is already a new legend among Juntian Shou killers. He can be called a Juntian Shou gold medal killer and even the idol of many Jade-branded killers, Amethyst Killers!
You are so unafraid of power!
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So powerful!
So brave!
The gazes of the ten instructors changed again.
gentle.
There is no need to investigate the relevant background of the people of Da Qin.
One of the instructors immediately laughed and said: "Yes, you are very good!"
The cold eyes of the other instructors were all focused on that instructor. Look at the depth of your complacent German character?!
The other gold medal killers are also puzzled. See what this means. The instructors don't know Wen Wenwen. Why did they order this at the first opportunity? Is it to count names?
But the instructors did not continue to call names, and even ignored the gentleness, and directly ordered: "Let's go!"
Before he finished speaking, ten instructors were already walking in front.
Everyone followed behind, each one becoming more and more messy in the wind.
What's going on?
Just one person in the roll call?
Not the front, not the back?
We would like to know what kind of operation this is?
Many of them looked at Feng Yin with eager eyes.
The source of these eager glances are all people from Da Qin.
Of course there are other eyes, some cautious and admiring, some jealous and jealous.
These are naturally from other countries.
In addition, there is a look of gloating: No matter how awesome you are, you will die soon after you go out!
Because you have offended the Supreme Mountain!
As a savage killer who still needs to participate in the gold medal training, you must have no background. Even if you can improve in this training, you will still be unable to fight against the Supreme Mountain. You will be dead and there will be no luck!
Some of these people also looked at Feng Yin's face carefully one after another. They obviously wanted to remember the appearance firmly and drew it after going out... Well, that is very useful and worth a lot of money - well,
The prerequisite is that you have some painting skills.
There is really nothing to say about a gold-medal killer outside the Qin Kingdom selling Feng Yin for profit. It is not even a betrayal, it is just reasonable!
Anyway, at this moment, everyone's psychology is really complicated.
Many of Da Qin's gold medal killers with keen senses looked at those people who kept looking at Wen Wen and clearly had bad intentions. Their eyes already had a fierce light: You want to kill the genius of our Da Qin? You want to deal with the future of our Da Qin?
Is the leader of the killer harboring evil intentions?
Well, you are my goal. You usually do justice for heaven, but now you do your best for the country and everyone gets what they deserve!
Invisibly, the abrupt announcement of Wen Wen's name triggered too many psychological activities, and also affected many causes and consequences of right and wrong.
One drink and one peck, it’s like destiny!
The large group of people moved forward silently, all kinds of thoughts kept churning for a long time...
After everyone walked for a while, they slowly entered a huge square.
The surrounding environment is the same as before, with thick fog everywhere.
Ten teams of people from all directions gathered here, and it was a sea of people that could not be seen at a glance.
Here, 68,980 people gathered.
This number is enough to make every gold medal killer feel surprised and amazed!
If such an army of 70,000 goes to the battlefield in organic mode...
Tsk tsk...
No one dares to be a hero in the world!
Seeing that everyone had arrived, the three chief instructors arrived and announced the start of the training. Then everyone said a few words briefly, mainly introducing themselves.
The names of the three chief instructors are "Golden Face, Jade Face, and Iron Face."
A very distinctive but also perfunctory name.
Everyone knows that it is a temporary name used to deal with things.
Then the training officially started, and the instructors took their teams away.
First, there was Spiritual Whirlpool Mist, which sent out a wave of benefits; then it started again, and this approach was very skillful, just like in the past.
…
Feng Yin and others returned to the original venue and listened to the lectures of the ten instructors.
"We don't mince words about those who can come to the training camp; they are basically wild people who don't know how to perform systematic movements; but for you to be promoted to the gold medal, each one has his or her own opportunities and techniques. This is the only way
Make you stand out.”
"But you have never seen the real threshold of martial arts, let alone crossed it."
"Today, I'm going to give you a personal experience, the so-called threshold of true martial arts."
"Now, the first thing we want to tell you is that everything you do is wrong. Your shots are wrong, your actions are wrong, your standing is wrong, and your walking is even wrong. In any aspect, any movement is wrong.
, even with a blink of an eye, you are all wrong!”
"At your core, you are still a bunch of idiots who don't know anything!"
"You are just a bunch of bumpkins who have never seen the world!"
"You are just a bunch of laymen who know nothing about martial arts!"
Hearing this kind of domestication, a slight commotion began immediately below, as if a pot was boiling.
Isn’t this too ugly to say?
Feng Yin felt very strange in his heart: What the hell... am I participating in military training?
This tone of conversation, this atmosphere of the situation...
It looks so similar!
The No. 1 instructor above was unmoved and said sternly: "Who are you? You are killers and warriors."
"Since you are a killer, then when you are sitting, walking, standing, running, even when you are lying down and sleeping or rolling to avoid... your thoughts should be about killing, and only killing!"
"And you can't do this."
"Standing, in what kind of stance, you can take action, kick, knife, sword, dodge, and jump at any time... This is important."
"The same goes for sitting and other postures."
"When drawing a sword, in what position is it most advantageous to draw the sword and to maximize the power of the move? To be able to draw the sword perfectly in any sudden situation... is also a greater knowledge."
The instructor said slowly: "You don't understand!"
"Including standing. Maybe some of you are standing in a standard posture, but it is just an empty frame; because your standing must combine your fists, feet, swords, weapons, and escape skills. Some people who use swords are right to stand like this, but
It would not be the case for someone who uses a knife."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Everyone can stand with nothing but empty frames, but when you stand, it is your toes that are gripping the ground hard, and it is your heels or soles that are supporting your body.
, there is a huge difference... What I want to tell you is that each toe has a different function."
"God gave you five toes not to make you look beautiful, nor to let you pick your toes! They are useful, at least for side dash, forward dash, retreat, vertical jump, etc., as well as for landing in the air.
At various angles, each toe has a different use."
"These are your first lessons."
"I want to tell you that only ten of you can enter the top one hundred! The final top ten will participate in the competition for places within the hundred; while the others are not eligible to participate."
The instructor said: "Now, separate into vertical rows, corresponding to the ten instructors in front. Open up for training!"
Then the instructors ranked the positions.
There was a bit of commotion among them, as the third, fourth, and fifth instructors all wanted to take over the fourth row.
That is...the row where the tender one is.
But after a close look, one of them forced the other two back with extremely sharp eyes and an almost deadly murderous intent.
Of course, Feng Yin didn't know that in just one or two seconds, a bloody fight had already occurred!
And the first person to win the fourth team was Da Qin's instructor.
The other two people who want to take over the fourth team are one from the Yan State and the other from the Qi State.
Da Qin’s instructor made it clear: If you want to take over first, you must kill me!
As for the civil war between the instructors, Jun Tianshou would not allow it under any circumstances. Once reported to the chief instructor, if the reason was to kill the genius of another country, the two instructors from Qi and Yan would even face life-threatening danger.
And it will lead to the next period, people from these two countries will not serve as instructors - which means that the geniuses of your country will not be guaranteed in the training camp.
This kind of consequence is really unbearable.
Of course Feng Yin didn't know that all this was because of him.
He didn't understand the function of the spiritual swirling mist at all. Even Feng Langzhong still felt that he hid it well, kept a low profile, and didn't show anything special...
Feeling very normal and unremarkable, I followed the instructor and a group of people headed in another direction.
Ten instructors, one person per team.
separated instantly.
A canyon-like valley has arrived.
The instructor starts counting points.
Feng Yin was very surprised to find that the count ended at 666. In other words, there were 666 people in this team.
"This number is really auspicious."
The instructor began to give orders: "The one hundred people in front, go to the left to clean up the field. Clean it into a flat surface without any ups and downs. I have also moved the mountain! The next hundred people down, go to the right to clean up..."
Two hundred people came out in response to the order.
Then the instructor started to show off: "Count a hundred people from the end and go to the front to clean up the place; count a hundred people from the back and go to the back to clean up the place!"
All the gold medal killers: "…………"
Damn it, why don't you just leave the two hundred or so people in the middle without moving?
But that's not all.
"Fifty more people will come from the front, and another fifty people will come from behind to clean up their feet. Others, rest where they are."
then……
Feng Yin and the remaining 155 people looked confused and found a big tree to rest under the shade.
The 500 people who were selected to work by the instructors all looked shattered.
I really can’t understand why you arrange people to work so casually?
The five hundred gold medal killers cleaned up the site very quickly and were finished in a moment.
Then requeue.
"Eleven rows in line, sixty people in each row."
The queue is complete.
The instructor frowned and said angrily: "How come we formed a team? Why are there still six left? Just fill in from the six teams in the middle and stand at the back."
As he spoke, he pointed at Feng Yin and several other people: "You, you, you, you, you..."
A total of six people were ordered.
"Get out of the queue!"
Feng Yin and the other six people came out inexplicably and stood at the front.
I heard the instructor get furious: "You shorties, you are still leaning in the middle? Do you know that your height is a problem? Well? Can you see a fart over there?"
Then he ordered: "The six of you are at the front, single file."
Everyone burst into laughter, gloating that these six guys were scolded.
But many people immediately felt something was wrong.
The other five are certainly dwarfs... This is true, but this guy who looks ordinary is definitely not short. He has a standard figure.
Neither tall nor short.
If he can be treated specially, then there are too many people among these 600 people who can be treated specially.
But after the instructor made such arrangements, he actually decided like this.
Six people in front.
Then there are eleven rows, with a row of sixty people at the back.
As for Fengyin... this Wenwen seemed a bit tall when standing among the dwarfs, so the instructor was dissatisfied and thought it affected the appearance.
So I placed this gentle person in the middle!
in other words……
Feng Yin's current position is at the front and center, directly facing the instructor.
The distance from the instructor's face is no more than two meters.
Even the blackheads on the skin next to the instructor's golden mask were clearly visible.
Absolute golden c position!
The other six hundred or so people all had toothaches, but... there was no evidence to prove that the instructor was using his power for personal gain.
After all...what's there to do for personal gain?
They are all gold medal killer training.
It all comes down to luck.
Many people are thinking that this guy... has really good luck. However, if this guy has average comprehension, his luck can also be said to be really bad.
Sure enough, the instructor started training next.
"Everyone took off their shoes and went barefoot."
"Look at my toes, the span of my feet, the way my shoulders and hands fall naturally while standing."
"Watch your toes."
Just when other people behind were complaining that they couldn't see it from such a distance, they heard a bang.
The gentle one at the front was kicked away: "Idiot! You can't even learn to stand up from me at this close distance?"
Everyone gloated as they watched Wen Wen being kicked out for more than ten meters, and their embarrassment couldn't be greater.
Immediately, I couldn't help but feel the joy in my heart.
"Get back! Stand still!"
Then the instructor began to explain the essentials of the movements: "In this position, my head...neck...shoulders...act...legs, knees...act, toes...such as drawing a knife, such as a sword, such as punching...etc.
Watch!”
Demonstration was given once.
"Such a stance is the easiest to make any attack. If you use a knife, you can use your big toe to use more force to draw the knife like this... You can show me."
The instructor pointed at Fengyin.
Feng Yin looked confused.
Am I being taken special care of? Or am I being treated specially?
Or was it targeted by a special attack?
So he got out of the queue and stood according to the instructor's way...
"Draw the knife!"
Instructor's orders.
brush!
The wind prints the sword!
puff!
With one kick, Gentle flew ten meters away, lying on the ground like a toad with a confused look on his face.
"Are your arms stiff? Do you have to have such a big angle? Are you afraid that others can't kill you? Backhand, extend it, use the power of the sheath to drive the arm, and then use force to chop... Are you crazy?
pit?"
The instructor yelled: "Watch carefully! Look at my toes, my knees, my shoulders, and my elbows!"
Then the instructor struck out with a knife.
Feng Yin looked at it carefully, and sure enough, it was the same power, but nearly twice as powerful as his own sword!
I couldn't help but my eyes lit up.
"Come again!"
puff!
He was kicked out hard again!
"If you draw the knife, draw the knife. Why should you move your shoulder?"
The instructor yelled: "You are as stupid as a pig! When you meet an opponent in the future, when people see you shrugging your shoulders, especially when facing an opponent who is light and agile with a sword, you will just pierce him with a sword. You don't even have a chance with the sword."
When you take action, you have to retreat! Before taking action, you have to be reminded that you are going to use the knife? Do you feel that you are dying too slowly?"
Tenderness being targeted?
Everyone feels a little strange in their hearts.
This beating is too intensive...
…………
[Remembering when I was in the new recruit company, I received more beatings than gentleness... In the new recruit company for four months, I averaged about two meals a day.]