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I never thought we would see each other again after more than ten years.
The three of them were naturally overjoyed.
Spent the whole night drinking.
Early the next morning, three pharmacists were arranged to stay temporarily at Mr. Zhazha's manor.
Han Ming himself took Dar, Kajia, and Mr. Zhazha to the Land of Glory.
Of the one hundred places, only five people have been selected so far, leaving ninety-five people to go.
Arriving at the Land of Glory, Dar and Kaga started to pick people up separately.
Han Ming and Mr. Zhazha were sitting on a small hillside drinking.
"Boy Han, tell me, what kind of guy will your two friends find for you?"
Han Ming smiled: "You have seen the temper and temperament of this boy Dar, and the friends they have made.
Can there be anything good?"
Mr. Zhazha smiled maliciously.
Han Ming was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself that this was good, and he was included in the list.
Mr. Zhazha said seriously: "We have discussed the issue of candidates for a long time.
It should be said that up to now, I don’t have a very clear goal.
Maybe the people they select may not be the ones we want.
What exactly are you thinking?"
Han Ming replied: "Actually, I don't have much hope.
The overall situation of the Holy Knights is like this and we cannot change it.
The newbies are too weak and we don’t have enough time to train them.
You can only choose from the experts.
Some rigid people are relatively loyal to the Holy See.
On the other hand, these guys are too rigid and not flexible enough.
It is also a helpless move to pick some idle guys.
At the very least, this kind of person, just like Dahl, is not loyal to the Holy See.
It may be a little difficult to discipline, but that’s all.”
Mr. Zhazha sighed and understood this truth.
After all, they are picking people under the nose of the Holy See, and they are all holy knights.
It is important to know that passing the assessment and becoming a holy knight is a very important reference standard.
That is whether this person is loyal enough to the Holy See and the heaven.
Of course, some people who deliberately pretend to be in order to blend into the Holy Knights cannot be ruled out.
But generally speaking, they all memorized the code of chivalry and were loyal to the Holy See deep down in their hearts.
A holy knight trained in such a big environment.
He is really rebellious, and how far can he go?
It took Dar and Kajia a full half day to go there.
The two of them each brought back 200 people, for a total of 400 holy knights.
Han Ming needs to eliminate 305 people among these 400 people.
Han Ming smiled as he looked at the group of "ruffians" who were standing in disbelief and looking unsteady in front of him.
Xin said that these people were strong at level 7 and level 6, even if they were not selected by the big family.
Those are also arrogant and arrogant guys.
Just look at how they stand and you won't have to guess.
These guys must be extremely unruly on weekdays.
Han Ming laughed, thinking that I am someone who doesn't follow the rules.
"Hey, Brother Dar, is this Han Ming you are talking about? Your brother?
The boy who saves our Holy Church?
I don't think there's anything wrong with him, he's not a yellow-haired boy.
Maybe he had some bad luck that day and happened to achieve great success.
It would not be good to ask brothers to surrender to him."
A guy with slanted shoulders and tiptoes spoke unscrupulously.
While patting Dar on the shoulder, he spoke nonsense in front of Han Ming without any scruples.
It seemed that Han Ming was not taken seriously at all.
Looking at the group of people behind, they all nodded slightly in agreement.
Mr. Zhazha frowned as he watched.
I thought these are all nonsense...
Can it really be trained?
Han Ming kept smiling and didn't speak.
The scene was in chaos all the time. The knights were making loud noises and did not pay attention to Han Ming at all.
But fortunately, they are also holding back enough in this place of glory.
To have someone come to choose them to leave is finally the "luckiest thing in misfortune".
Therefore, there was no one who left without permission because he looked down upon Han Ming.
Until about an hour passed.
Those guys finally calmed down gradually.
It's not because of anything else, it's just because the Korean instructor, who looks so tender and tender, hasn't opened his mouth.
"Hey, I'm talking to Instructor Han, what did you mean when you called us here?
What do you mean? If you want to choose, just start it quickly.
Why are you just standing here in a daze, unable to move? Could it be that your brain is broken?
My brothers are going out to drink tonight, but I don't have time to spend time here with you.
It’s getting dark soon.”
Han Ming smiled: "Everyone is finally willing to calm down?
I know you are all the best in this glorious land.
They are quite proud of their own abilities.
I also know that most of you don't take me seriously.
They think that I am just a seventh-level and second-level guy, and my strength is not as good as yours.
is that so?"
Everyone burst into laughter when they heard this.
The guy in front laughed and said: "You are quite self-aware.
How about it? Since you know your own strength, how about you become my instructor?"
Dar punched the kid on the chest: "Stop talking nonsense.
This is my brother of life and death, if you don't give him face, you have to give me face."
Han Ming nodded, thinking that after this kid Dar came to the heaven from the human world.
Hanging out with these guys seems to have been quite polluted.
Han Ming smiled and said: "I know you are all conceited.
It’s not your fault, after all, that’s where the strength lies, right?
It's normal for me not to accept it.
I won’t say any more sensational words.
Conduct the assessment directly? What do you think?"
The boy clicked his tongue and said, "That's the best. Come on, if you have any problems, just come over."
The brothers are ready to take action."
Han Ming smiled with satisfaction: "I feel relieved if you can say that."
As he spoke, he looked up at the sun in the sky: "It should be almost time."
Mr. Zhazha wondered: "What's almost done?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people and horses galloped towards him from the horizon.
It didn't fall from the sky until it reached Han Ming.
Each of these people were wearing coarse undershirts and their feet were bare.
After seeing Han Ming, everyone bowed respectfully to Han Ming.
"Mr. Han."
Han Ming smiled and said: "Brothers, you don't have to be so polite.
It's really a big thank you to you for having you here today.
There are some people here, I need you to help me pull them out and practice."
The boy who had been confronting Han Ming looked sideways.
There were exactly fifty people who came, and each of them was only a seventh-level and fifth-level holy knight.
A level lower than everyone present.
And looking at her figure, she's not that tall, but her muscle lines are extremely beautiful.
A difference in rank can make a huge difference in strength.
Seeing how respectful these people were to Han Ming, I thought he was not a great person.
"Hey, who and what is that, oh yes, Instructor Han.
Where did you find this ragtag group of people to practice our skills?
Isn't it funny? You were exhausted from working too hard on the woman last night?
Look at these miscellaneous troops, they don't even wear regular knight armor.
Could it be that you want one of us to fight fifty of them? Huh? Haha."
Many knights behind him also burst into laughter.
No one was smiling except Kaga.
Kajia first observed these men for a while, and then his eyes gradually became serious.
Although these fifty people are not very tall in stature.
Their standing postures are not neat either, and everyone has a playful and smiling face. But the whole person emits an aura that only the strong can feel.
I thought these people probably had a lot of background, and the guys behind me would suffer.
Han Ming smiled and said: "I know you all have unique skills.
But I, Han Ming, have limited abilities and can only find these fifty helpers.
How to fight specifically is up to you."
"Oh?? We decide it ourselves???"
The thorny man said with great interest: "That's good.
In this way, I will try it first. I am one level higher than them and I will not take advantage of them.
How about one me and ten of them?"
Han Ming smiled: "Okay."
Immediately behind him, ten men in coarse cloth took a step forward.
The prickly head also took a careless step forward.
"What, what are you waiting for? Take action?
I'm giving you face and letting you take the lead." Thorny Tou'er looked very arrogant.
The ten men in coarse cloth smiled and rushed forward one by one with their fists raised.
Ci'er took a look and was happy: "Good guy, I thought he was some kind of master.
It turns out that they are a group of good and reckless people, and this can be considered a battle.
Look!"
Saying that, he sprinted forward with a steady step.
Han Ming looked on and nodded, thinking that although this guy has never been upright.
But the kung fu on his body is no joke.
No wonder they look like this, they can be considered masters.
A group of holy knights all had evil smiles on their faces, and were about to watch Thornhead knock down ten men in coarse cloth.
The result surprised everyone.
Those ten men in coarse cloth looked very inelegant in their movements, but as soon as they came up, they sealed all the blind corners of Thorn's head.
With one punch and one kick, he struck down steadily, driving the head of the thorn into the soil at his feet.
Only a bruised and swollen head was exposed.
Now the members of the Knights were in a panic.
"Fuck! Let me come!!"
A strong man who looked a whole lot taller than Thorny's head rushed up.
He was also knocked down instantly by ten men in coarse cloth, and he lay on the ground moaning continuously.
"Holy shit!! Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!!"
Another strong man stepped forward, twisting his neck back and forth, making bursts of cracking sounds from his joints.
"Instructor Han, you have bad intentions, let us beat ten of you one by one.
Obviously trying to trick us.
Tai is unreasonable, why don't you let ten of us beat one of them?"
Han Ming smiled and said: "You guys beat ten of you, but you proposed it yourself.
I said, you decide how to fight.
Do you want to fight one out of ten? That’s fine too.”
The ten men in coarse cloth smiled, and immediately nine of them retreated, leaving only a thin boy.
The strong man was just talking, but Han Ming actually agreed, which surprised him for a while.
"Haha, this is what you said, don't say we are invincible.
Brothers, come!"
Immediately, nine holy knights stepped forward and fought with the strong man.
"How? Are we going to fight you alone, or are we going to fight you alone?"
The strong man said to the thin man in coarse cloth.
The man in a coarse shirt smiled elegantly: "You decide for yourself."
"What a loud tone! Brothers, come together!!"
The strong man was immediately angered by the words of the man in coarse cloth.
Ten holy knights rushed forward at once.
The man in the coarse cloth took a steady step forward and took the lead in punching the holy knight in front of him to the ground.
This man in a coarse shirt moves very strangely, his movements are not too fast, and his moves are very simple, not at all fancy.
It seems to be the simplest attack without any tricks.
But there are no words to describe the feeling.
If so, there is only one word to describe it, which is "stable."!
It's so stable that it's a bit unbelievable.
The man in the coarse cloth was punching and kicking very slowly and steadily.
Although the ten holy knights use most of the same moves, their synchronicity is very low.
They jumped up and down one by one, frequently performing dazzling moves.
But compared with this frighteningly stable man in a coarse cloth shirt, he was clearly superior.
These ten holy knights have become a bit like gangsters fighting with others on the street.
The whole process took less than a minute, and the man in coarse cloth knocked down all ten holy knights.
The other holy knights couldn't help but gasped.
Looking at those men in coarse shirts, their eyes have changed dramatically.
"Holy crap! How are these people so strong? Where did they come from?
It looks much more powerful than Han Ming!!" Dar said in surprise.
Kajia also nodded slightly: "He is very strong! Maybe he is an instructor that Han Ming knows."
Kajia and Dar only fought against Han Ming once, and that time Han Ming was just playing.
Therefore, Dal and Kajia did not know much about Han Ming's true strength.
I just thought that Han Ming could defeat the two of them at the seventh and sixth level with his seventh-level and second-level strength, which was already amazing.
This evaluation is actually very high in their hearts.
Han Ming smiled: "How are you guys? Do you feel dissatisfied?
A person of a lower rank than you picked out ten of you one by one?
Don't be afraid, there are four hundred of you. If that doesn't work, you can come together."
As soon as these words came out, all the guys in the Knights became angry.
Everyone turned red with anger and stared at Han Ming fiercely.
What do you mean, go together? Four hundred versus one!??
If word of this gets out, these guys will stop messing around.
We might as well pack up our bags one by one and go back to our hometowns to farm and raise our wives.
Obviously Han Ming's words have aroused public outrage.
"Asshole!! I don't care if you are an instructor!! How dare you insult us like this?
Boy, don’t be too arrogant, the instructor and my brothers have beaten me too!!”