Among the 666 people in these five classes, although the Qin people have the largest number, they account for fully one-sixth, which is far higher than the other countries in terms of head count.
But even though this ratio is already very high, when it comes to the number of people in the class, there is no advantage.
On the contrary, it is easy for all countries to work together to target Qin because of its largest population.
You must know that this group does not have a single demon clan. Calculated in this way, although the number of people from other countries lags behind Qin, it is not much different. However, the total number of people from all countries combined is far more than
of.
Feng Yin glanced at Xia You secretly. Is this... intentional or unintentional?
Maybe it's just that this girl is too naive. She mentions her nationality at this time, and her intention to please is not too obvious, but the result of doing so is nothing like cheating me...
But when I saw the white gauze covering this girl's face, there were bloodstains all over the face that was supposed to be pretty...but there was only sincerity and expectation in her eyes...
Fengyin sighed inwardly and suppressed this matter from the bottom of his heart.
We’ll see how that happens later.
So he laughed and said: "Oh, Sister Xia You, what you said is quite fallacious. Although we are all from Qin, and we should be in tears when we meet fellow villagers, I must talk about you.
"
Xia You was stunned; "Boss, please tell me."
"Everyone knows that when we come here for training, we are all gold medal killers. But why does Juntianshou only train for gold medal killers? Why not start training with iron medals and bronze medals?"
Feng Yin asked in a deep voice.
"This... I don't know."
Xia You's eyes were filled with confusion, and she had no idea where Feng Yin's question came from.
What is this saying? Why don’t I understand it?
"In my opinion, this move is due to the founding purpose of Juntian Shou. Although anyone with good intentions and willing to punish evil and eliminate evil in the world can join Juntian Shou, they must at least be promoted to the gold medal level.
Only then can he be truly qualified to be called the Juntian Hand Killer."
"We must know that in life, food, clothing, housing and transportation are the foundation of human life. The original intention of many people to join Juntianshou is actually because they are forced by life and are unable to support their families and wives. But as long as they are promoted to the gold medal level, I believe they will
There will no longer be any problem of difficulty in life. To put it bluntly, a gold medal killer may not be anything in the eyes of high-level cultivators, but it is not difficult to support oneself with force and have a small fortune, right?"
Everyone nodded.
What Feng Yin said is undoubtedly true.
A gold medal killer is indeed nothing in the eyes of heaven-level or even earth-level cultivators, but if it lands in a local area, it can become a strong force in the place, just like Mo Zhengdao and other three people who died in the hands of Feng Yin.
In terms of their personal strength, they are only about the same as high-level gold medal killers. This is why they have accumulated a lot of wealth in Yuezhou City.
Therefore, if you can accumulate merit and advance to the gold medal level, even if you no longer work as a killer, you will not have three meals a day and a life without security.
"In my opinion, anyone who continues to be a killer after reaching the gold medal is a dedicated person who has saved up money to continue to seek justice for the people of the world, report to heaven, and bring peace to the people. It is difficult for them to change their minds with mere money and resources.
And do our best for the belief in our hearts. That is, what we do is right, and we cannot bear to see the ugly existence in the world."
Feng Yin said: "Although I can't guarantee that all gold medal killers hold this idea and have a pure heart, I dare to say that more than 80% of gold medal killers have this intention. Isn't this ratio just a boast?"
"It doesn't count!" everyone said in unison.
Because in everyone's mind, more than 90% of people really think this way.
If it weren't for the purpose of eradicating those scum and bringing justice to the world, why would I still have to do this dangerous job as a killer?
With the current level of cultivation, which line of work is not faster and safer than being a gold medal killer of Jun Tianshou to make money?
"That's why the top management of Juntianshou held a training camp for us, so that we can take a step further. I think it cannot be said that there are no people who have left this industry after the training camp. But the vast majority of them are still on this road of killers.
The idea moves on.”
"This is the precious thing about us people, and the fundamental reason why we gather together for training is that Jun Tianshou does not distinguish between nationality and only cares about right and wrong, good and evil."
"So, now that we are together, we are brothers. We are sisters. You can also say we are classmates."
"The meaning of our existence is to work hard to bring peace to the world."
Feng Yin's words were so convincing that even he himself believed them.
"Each of us has our own origins. We also love our own country and protect our own country. Nowadays, it is a reality that the seven countries are fighting each other endlessly. Maybe one day, when our national interests are violated,
We will also meet on the battlefield."
"At that time, life and death will all depend on strength, and there is no need to worry about today's friendship. The winner will do his best for the country, protect his family and people, and the deceased will also do his best for the country, protect his family and people, and everyone will get what they want. There is no joy in life, no resentment in death, everyone
Do you agree with what I say?"
Everyone nodded again, thinking deeply.
This statement is equally reasonable, unpretentious, simple and straightforward.
"But we have not yet set foot on the national battlefield, and we have no opposing positions."
Feng Yin said: "Then we are classmates and friends now. This brotherhood is the purest time. Does anyone object to this sentence?"
Someone nodded.
Some people nodded hesitantly.
Feng Yin said: "I am from Qin, and I am proud of it, but because I am from Qin, I will not have any prejudice against people from other countries, or make any obstacles to them. Although I am only a small squad leader,
Everyone should know that I still have some rights, right?"
This time no one hesitated and everyone agreed.
It is true that the squad leader has some small rights.
"So, let us temporarily put aside our origins and get along with each other in harmony, and spend this training time in a happy and full mood. Let us help each other and maximize the combat power of each of us.
Achieving the best results from this training camp is the ultimate goal of our trip, right? Otherwise, what are we doing here? Are we here to eliminate traitors for the country? Or are we here to eradicate potential threats to the country?
Isn’t this true? Since it’s not true, why bother with intrigues and waste such a great opportunity!”
Everyone still nodded in unison, and many people had smiles on their faces.
But isn’t that the truth?
"In this case, why not put aside the so-called swordsmanship on the battlefield in the future."
Feng Yin waved his hand grandly: "Everyone, please do your things well today, and I will try my best to help you... Well, let's try to let you meet on the battlefield in the future, when we each fight for our country... When you kill me, you will also
You’re more sure, aren’t you?”
Suddenly, everyone burst into laughter: "What the monitor said is true! Well said!"
"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?"
"What the boss said makes sense. Even if I die at the hands of today's classmates in the future, this life will be in vain after all."
"Yes, the hatred between the country and the family that has not happened in the future will affect the friendship between classmates today. We are all gold medal killers in Juntian's hands. Our original intention is to bring peace to this world. Why do you think so much?"
"The boss is right, now he is the Juntianshou killer, regardless of nationality!"
After some exchanges, everyone had relatively sincere smiles on their faces.
Although there were still a few people with twinkling eyes, they also spoke in agreement.
What Feng Yin said, you can say that he is deceiving, or that he is secretly changing his concept, but you have to admit that these words are reasonable, at least for the moment, the impact is positive.
Feng Yin laughed and was about to say something else. When he saw Wen Mo next to him with a smile on his face and approval in his eyes, he suddenly had an idea and said: "In this situation, I suddenly want to recite a poem."
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Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter, and everyone looked surprised.
"I didn't expect the squad leader to be a scholar?"
"Oh, the boss can actually compose poetry? Everyone, please pay attention and listen!"
"Listen! Listen!"
Wen Wenmo was the most unexpected person present and couldn't help scratching his head.
I have wanted to compose poetry ever since I came in, but I have never found the opportunity or inspiration. How come the monitor already has one?
Not only is the squad leader superb in cultivation, far better than me, but he also has poetic talent?
I saw Feng Yin laughing loudly, standing on a high place, and said: "Sing loudly when you win, and then stop when you lose, and you will be sad and hateful for a long time; there is wine today, and you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow!"
He said loudly: "Dear classmates, I would like to share this poem with you."
As soon as he finished speaking the poem, everyone in the audience was shocked and their expressions changed.
When Chu Chu heard that Feng Yin wanted to improvise and compose a poem, most people thought that the squad leader was playing tricks. Either the poem would not become a poem, or it would just be a few limericks, and it would have to be of low cultural level.
We are all killers, and we are not talented scholars who can write and write. How much ink can we have in our stomachs?
Many guys with low levels of education are ready to hold their noses and scream.
But who would have thought that our squad leader is really talented in literature and can never stop uttering words, and this utterance is still such a quatrain that can be passed down through the ages!
Not only is his writing quick and thoughtful, he can express his emotions directly, and his artistic conception is profound.
People will know its meaning immediately after tasting it, and it will leave a lingering aroma in the mouth. You can also deeply feel the lofty meaning, unrestrained and heroic nature.
Simply...
"Boss... awesome!"
"Awesome!"
"This is so cool!"
"What a great competition..."
"I only know all the Chinese characters. I really don't dare to say how highly educated I am, but I understood this poem in a blink of an eye. I understood it all. There are only two words in my mind now. They linger in my heart and I don't want to spit them out.
Not happy!"
"Those two words?"
"Awesome!"
"..."
A bunch of uneducated idiots, they were full of praises and their shouts of "awesome" were deafening.
In fact, not only them, but also those who had some thoughts in their hearts were also filled with admiration.
It has to be said that this poem is a masterpiece of eternity, the kind that has rarely been heard twice in history. When it is thrown out at this moment, it will naturally shake the group of rubes in front of them to their feet and twist their mouths and eyes.
As soon as this poem came out, everyone in class five looked at Feng Yin with even more admiration.
Everyone is a gold medal killer who came from Ye Luzi, and almost all of them are from the grassroots. Why are you so good and capable of what others can't do?
We are training together, how can you show off?
At this time, only you can do it?
But among them, the one who really has some culture is naturally none other than Wenshu Mo.
The first time he heard this poem again, he was stunned.
Let's recite and chew this poem repeatedly in our mouths. The more we think about it, the more we feel that this is really...it is really a beautiful poem that will be immortalized through the ages.
Shu Mo is self-aware. Even if he keeps reciting poetry for the rest of his life, I'm afraid he won't be able to write four sentences like these.
Hearing the chaotic shouting from everyone, he immediately became angry.
"You know what poetry is, so you know it's awesome. Can you replace it with some words of literary talent? What a style, what a style!"
All the killers were stunned for a moment.
What kind of literary talent do we have?
What kind of literary talent can we have?
If we had literary talent, wouldn't we have become officials long ago? Why would we be killers? Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?
Someone asked rudely: "Who are you? If you hold your nose up and pretend to be a green onion, which clove of garlic are you?"
Wen Wen Mo tilted his nose: "I, Wen Wen Mo, come from the Yan royal family. I can write at the age of three, poetry at the age of five, and at the age of seven..."
Everyone fell silent.
If what this guy said is true, then there is really no comparison. There is actually a member of the royal family?
He is also a very famous literati, poet, thinker, litterateur, politician, and theorist...
Of course, the most important thing now is that the Juntian Shou gold medal killer is ranked in the top ten.
Everyone held their breath, and someone said dissatisfiedly: "You said we are not decent, then you come to praise us and show off your culture?"
Wen Wenmo was silent for a moment and said: "This seven-character quatrain written by the boss is so transcendent that it has already transcended the world and become a saint. It can't be described by just words. I can only say that calculation is a great writer who is famous all over the world."
, a great poet who is famous throughout the ages, has only two words to summarize this poem!"
Everyone was very interested: "May I ask what two words it is?"
Clerk Mo Surong said: "Awesome!"
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suddenly.
"Grass!"
"You've been pretending for so long, we thought you had something to say..."
"It turns out that we have already reached the pinnacle of literature, and can compete with great writers and poets..."
"Yes, not bad."
"Learning to the extreme is nothing but awesome. What we blurt out is also awesome. We don't need to learn. This shows that we are even more geniuses!"
"You're right! You're right! You're right!"
"Awesome!"
"..."
Everyone's mood was high.
Wen Wenmo opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but was drowned out by the crowd's voices, so he had to squeeze forward a few steps desperately.
Holding Feng Yin's hand: "Boss Wenwen, your poetic talent is really... so awesome... so high-end..."
He shook Feng Yin's hand vigorously: "You have such talent, what kind of killer do you want to be? Your poetry is peerless, your poetry is peerless, it's really... such a pity."
Feng Yin took out his hand and said: "Brother Wen, thank you very much. The article is innate, and I got it accidentally with a good hand, but it's just mediocre."
"How could it be possible? This is full of insights into life, full of open-mindedness in life, full of wisdom in life..."
Wen Wenmo's face was full of enthusiasm and he said: "As the saying goes, awesome people are awesome everywhere. The gentle boss is really a role model for our generation."
Feng Yin suddenly felt a black line on his forehead, and he was even more cursed in his heart: Is there such a saying?
He had no choice but to say calmly: "The real award is just a lie. As the saying goes, knowledge of worldly affairs is knowledge, and knowledge of human feelings is article. This is just..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wen Wenmo was shocked and froze again...
"Boss Gentle, please accept my respect!"
Wen Shumo paid homage directly.
Feng Yin was startled and jumped away hastily: "What is this for?"
"The boss's poetic talent is unparalleled in the world, and his literary talent is unparalleled. He deserves my respect in writing and writing!"
Wen Wenmo's face was full of piety: "A casual remark is the eternal song... What kind of talent is this, what kind of amazing talent is this, what kind of... that awesome!"
Fengyin: "..."
I saw Wen Wenmo looking completely lost.
Feng Yin sighed sincerely.
Looking at the audience again, the speech and poem I just gave clearly established a solid prestige and leadership position. The 665 people in front of me, I dare not say all of them, at least 600 people are convinced.
.
This will definitely be a lot more convenient for your future management.
To be honest, what Feng Yin is thinking about and doing now is just to avoid too many extraneous matters during this training process that will affect his training results. That's all.
I have never thought about any lofty goals, let alone what the future will be like.
What he never expected was that from the moment he reminded everyone and was punished, he had already begun the first step to establish his prestige. No one objected to being the squad leader, and the training that followed until the end
…
What exactly he has accumulated, he himself does not understand, is unclear, and has no idea.
But for now, while several other classes are still fighting each other to the death for the sake of ranking, Feng Yin has quietly twisted these people into a rope, and everything is just a few words and subtle.
At this moment, he only had one thought.
He looked at Wen Shumo and said, "Brother, have you ever heard of a sentence?"
Wen Wenmo was a little confused: "What did you say?"
Feng Yin smiled and said: "Do you believe that there is resurrection from the dead in this world?"
Wen Wenmo was stunned when he heard this, and then a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind!
Some impressive memories suddenly came flooding back.
He exclaimed: "Ah!!"
The sound was both terrifying and mixed with surprise. It was a sound that was completely out of control, similar to uncontrollable yelling at certain times!
Everyone turned their heads to look. Everyone was still immersed in the peaceful atmosphere. Naturally, they didn't know the reason for this guy's sudden shouting!
Why are you shouting so passionately and with such unrestrained emotions?
Wen Wenmo suddenly stepped forward and hugged Feng Yin tightly, shouting uncontrollably and excitedly.
"Brother! It turns out to be you! Brother! You are my brother! You are the person I am willing to wait for all my life! You are the most important person in my life! Brother... I finally found you, brother..."
Feng Yin was stunned for a moment, and struggled desperately subconsciously, but he couldn't move, couldn't break free, and couldn't get out of someone's arms.
The other gold medal killers looked at this astonishing scene with shock and astonishment on their faces, feeling as if questions were slowly popping up in their heads.
What...is this going on?
Why... is it so scary?
Isn't this guy crazy?
Didn’t we discover something extraordinary? Will we be silenced?
Several female killers also felt that their eyes were burning, and they couldn't help but spit and turned their heads.
Originally, I thought this Wen Shumo was a gentle and elegant man, but I didn't expect that this guy would have such a strange hobby.
I don’t know if the gentle boss can withstand the invasion of this guy. After all, who is more manly?
Even if the gentle boss looks more masculine, but the offensive of Wen Mo Shu is so fierce, it might be him...
Suddenly, I heard the gentle boss shouting urgently: "Let me go...let me go,...let me go..."
Everyone was stunned for a moment before rushing forward: "Wen Wenmo, what do you want to do? Let go! You are going to hug the boss to death!"
Some people couldn't help but feel a chill.
Hug me to death...
This is really...
It took a lot of effort for Feng Yin to break away from Wen Mo Shu's embrace, but he still saw that the enthusiasm on Wen Mo Shu's face had shone with the light of righteousness, and his emotions were already uncontrollably excited, and he was still shouting over there.
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Come on!"
Everyone became more and more confused.
On the other hand, Feng Yin knew it well. Although he felt a little uncomfortable with Wen Wenmo's excitement, on the other hand, he was relatively relieved.
It seems that this writer is truly a man who repays his kindness.
Being so excited is proof that he has always cared about his life-saving grace and always wanted to repay him, which is why he reacted like this.
"Shut up, why are you so excited?" Feng Yin said.
"Boss Gentle, you are the footsteps that I have been pursuing all my life, and you are my life's goal. I will never give up, and I will fight to the death..." Wen Wenmo was really excited.
He never dreamed that he would meet the person entrusted to him by his benefactor so quickly, and that he would be so talented.
But there is still a little tangle in my heart.
The person whom his benefactor entrusted to his care turned out to be his boss and monitor.
How do you take care of yourself?
But thinking about his sixth-level human level cultivation, Wen Wenmo felt... In terms of cultivation alone, he should be a little higher than the boss, right?
So, it’s not like there’s no chance at all…
Then, the day's practice ended amidst the praise and admiration of a group of people.
In this day, not only was the training fruitful, but he also successfully became the squad leader, won the hearts of most people in the class, and connected with Wen Wenmo. Feng Yin felt that he was brave, capable and at ease.
At least up to now, I have gained a little more confidence and a little guarantee about the safety of this training camp.
"I hope you can continue to fool me like this."
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