The eagerness to make meritorious service doubled Feng Jun's fighting spirit at night. Riding the war horse, the spiritual power roared out, forming a protective shield on his side, and the spear was swirled, killing the enemy directly.

"Young Master Junye, I'm sorry. "Among the reinforcements that came from all sides, it was Mu Hansha who sat on one of the tall horses. There was a surge in his eyes, and a transparent fluctuation suddenly spread. The invisible and shadowless divine thought attack is being released on a large scale.

Sikong Sheng also followed with his hands together: "Blood Snail Sonic Boom!" A spiral-shaped blood-colored beam of light, carrying a powerful ultrasound wave, penetrated Feng Junye's brain in a straight line.

Feng Junye knew best about Mu Hansha's Heavenly Rune Master's ability, so before the other party could attack, he hurriedly activated his spiritual sense and blocked all his senses. Unexpectedly, Sikong Sheng also knew a similar sonic attack, and this attack, when he neglected to take precautions, set off a violent vibration in his soul.

"Kill!" Seeing Feng Jun swaying on horseback at night, the morale of the B group army was greatly shaken, and the generals raised their swords and led the accompanying virtual soldiers to rush towards him together. The horse's hooves kicked up puffs of dust and smoke, the earth shook, energy spread, and a shrill sonic boom echoed.

Although Feng Junye missed the opportunity, he was not panicked. With his strength, he is definitely ahead of these generals. Although they are now attacking together, with this number, it is not enough to reach the point of "ants bite and kill elephants"-

However, this siege battle was not as tragic as imagined.

Feng Junye didn't know if it was an illusion or not, but these enemies seemed to be in a state of "encirclement but not fighting", except for bluffing and throwing a few spiritual skills outside the encirclement, but there was no general, willing to come close to him and kill him for a few rounds. This feeling...... It's like you're kidding him!

Even so, Feng Junye also tried to push the tide of the battle. But when he takes the initiative to attack, the enemy will step on a neat phalanx, circle the line, and always unload his strength just right. After equalizing a game, he will once again stick to the balance posture, which will also make Feng Junye anxious.

Although they have to fight hard, they are not their opponents. But to rely on the benefits of wheel warfare brought by the battle formation, it is more than enough to just defend.

The strange encirclement lasted for about half an hour, and there was another burst of gunpowder smoke in the distance. This time, it was Yan Yueque and others who saw that he had not returned for a long time, and led the soldiers and horses to come to reinforcements.

After the reinforcements of Group A appeared, the generals in Group B, who were immersed in "cats and rats", suddenly showed a look of horror on their faces. The various battle formations quickly integrated and retreated in batches, and Sikong Sheng also bluffed and shouted a few times: "You are lucky today!" and turned the horse's head and merged into the evacuated team.

Further on, it is the base camp of Group B, and with the current strength, there is no need to fight them. Rong Xiao didn't pay attention to it anymore, rode his horse to Feng Junye's side, and supported him who looked a little lost and depressed.

"I just think this enemy has withdrawn strangely, are you okay?"

In Feng Junye's eyes, there was an eager emotion intertwined, and he subconsciously raised his hand and shook him away.

Damn, why is this happening......

Group B...... Group B simply looked down on me and looked down on our team in City C...... So they can play with me as they please...... The only thing they fear is the two cities A and B......

Could it be that we only have two cities in Group A? Is it only Yan Yueqi who can make you retreat without a fight?

When did I become a vassal of Tianxiao Pavilion......

Feng Junye's subtle movement, Yan Yueque immediately noticed, which also made him frown slightly.

Compared with the people who are frank and do it against him, he hates people who are weird and angry.

……

After that battle, Feng Junye, who returned to Bingcheng, suddenly seemed to be a different person.

He pulled all the trialists to the school field, and let them follow the virtual soldiers to carry out all kinds of demanding physical training. The sun was already scorching, and it didn't take long for the soldiers to complain.

"City Lord, why do you suddenly increase the amount of training? If we continue like this, we haven't killed the enemy yet, so we have to train you to death first!"

Feng Junye swept over with a cold eye: "It's not out of luck!" That kind of extremely stern look has never appeared on him. Now he seems to be suddenly no longer the "pro-people" city lord who would talk and laugh with everyone in the past and was deeply loved by the soldiers, but a cold-blooded and ruthless sect leader.

"Of the four cities in charge of Group A, the overall strength of our City C is the worst now! Hear no, you are the worst!" Feng Junye's voice continued to rise, and the anger that made everyone feel strange continued to deepen.

"Offense, defense, none of which can be handled! I just want you to think carefully about why you are so bad! Why!!"

Everyone is a trialist, but now he is going to be pointed at and scolded by him alone, and everyone looks at each other, and they can see the same resentment in each other's eyes.

Besides, when you were admitted to the Tiangong Gate, everyone's strength was already high, and you didn't know it on the first day, so what kind of anger did you take us? No one is a professional soldier, and you can't get fat in one bite, so you can't take your time?

In his scolding, although many people were disgusted from the bottom of their hearts and secretly complained no less than several times, no one dared to come out and make trouble at this time.

If you want to say that you are not afraid of death, it is probably Ge Shu Chong. Not only did he not buy Feng Junye's account at all, but he sat down directly on the spot, sneering and squinting at him: "Why are we poor, obviously, the problem of the city lord!

Feng Junye was furious, walked up to him quickly, and shouted: "You, get out of the queue! Go around the school yard and run ten laps for me immediately!"

"Run your mother!" Ge Shuchong was not to be outdone, and glared back at a glance.

With a "snap", the long whip in Feng Junye's hand was raised, and the real whip was whipped on his back, and his clothes were torn suddenly!

At this scene, everyone was stunned.

It's not a bluff, it's not just talking, seeing Ge Shuchong's weakened life bar under this whip, everyone gradually realized that Feng Junye has really changed. In the face of soldiers who do not obey orders, he will really use "corporal punishment......

"Are you running or not!" Before everyone could recover from their fright, Feng Junye's loud shouts exploded again, making all the staff stand on end, "If you don't run, get out of here!"

Ge Shuchong was obviously stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he jumped up suddenly, snatched the long whip in Feng Junye's hand, and the heavier blow was also slammed back by him.

"Fengjun night, you ......" Ge Shuchong gritted his teeth, and finally threw the long whip to the ground angrily, "Lao Tzu is not accompanied!" As soon as he put down this sentence, he stepped out of the team and rushed out of the school field in a huff.

Ge Shuqing watched coldly so far, and left a sentence indifferently: "Fengcheng Lord, it's too much." He didn't look at him again, then turned and walked away.

Feng Junye picked up the long whip, wiped the blood on his face with hatred, turned his eyes to the group of silent soldiers, and scolded again: "What do you see?

This time, it seemed that finally no one dared to resist him anymore.

It's just that Feng Junye's high-pressure training is really too deceitful.

From that day on, he would go to the camp late at night to whistle, containing the sound of spiritual power fluctuations, like rolling thunder, resounding in the sky above.

"Assemble!!"

The training will last almost all night, and the soldiers who have been trained into a puddle of mud have just closed their eyes when they return to the room, and Feng Junye will rush in and out of the room with the whip together with the first ray of light in the morning, and when he saw the trialist who was still lying on the bed, he whipped it with a round whip.

"Get me up! I don't even see what time it is, one by one is still sleeping!"

After everyone lined up with sleepy eyes, they had to be tormented by all kinds of training methods that they had heard and had not heard of for a whole day.

And the most common sentence on Feng Junye's lips is-

"If you don't practice to death, let me practice to the death!

……

This life in hell lasted for several days, and seemed to have no end in the evening, and in the evening, all the trialists had to follow behind the virtual soldiers, each carrying a log on their shoulders, and chains on their ankles, and a few lead balls dragged behind the chains, running with difficulty......

Suddenly, a cultivator with the weakest physique finally couldn't hold on, his feet went limp, and he fell heavily on the runway. The log on the shoulder also rolled out all the way out.

Feng Junye rushed forward with an arrow, and his first reaction was not to check his injuries, but to raise the whip again and whip it hard. Even the soldier was already unconscious, but he ignored it, and the whip still fell on his body with his head and face.

Looking at the slowly decreasing life bar, Wen Zhichen finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and stepped forward, and grabbed his whip.

"That's enough! Young Master Junye, you've really gone too far lately! Are you going to force everyone away? Wasn't that how you used to be...... You shouldn't be like this!"

"Before......" Feng Junye sneered, "It's because I was too lenient with you in the past, so your strength will be at the bottom! Since you came to participate in the trial, you are not here to play, you can't even afford this hardship, how can you suffer from war!"

At the beginning, he was also very patient...... When he realized that C-City was backward, he immediately tried to improve.

At the beginning, he talked to Ge Shuchong in a good voice-

"Do you feel that the development of our city has gone downhill a little? I want to increase the amount of training and improve the sense of urgency of the soldiers' barracks life, do you think?"

And Ge Shuchong's response to him was just impatiently waving his hand: "What is the training, it's good like this, it's quite free." ”

He also discussed with Wen Zhichen-

"Are you writing a program again?" Seeing Wen Zhichen who was buried in fiddling with jade slips, Feng Junye walked up to him with a smile and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't work too hard. By the way, I want to ask you one thing, I saw Tang Dui in Yicheng before, and used a program in the war that can block the enemy's technological weapons, I think it's quite valuable, can you write a similar program?"

Wen Zhichen didn't even raise his head, and replied nonchalantly: "Since Tang Dui has already written it, wouldn't it be nice to let him transmit the data packets to us wirelessly?" Besides, Tang Dui is Tang Dui, not everyone has to get closer to him, and we should also find our own way of fighting!"

He also took everyone to train, but everyone shouted after a while-

"City Lord, it's been training for half a day, let's rest for a while, shall we?"

The girls also echoed delicately: "That's it, the sun is so big, my skin is sunburned!"

Although Feng Junye was worried, he still forced a gentle smile on the surface: "Okay, let's rest for a while, and after half an hour, we will still gather here." ”

As a result, after half an hour, he couldn't find their people at all. He searched everywhere, only to find that they had already returned to the tent, and were eating watermelon together.

Seeing him appear, the group of people just said hello lazily, and even brought a watermelon on their faces...... They don't seem to think that missing training is something to reflect on!

Really...... It's your temper that's too good...... It's that I'm too used to this group of pampered recruits!

If he could, he didn't want to keep a straight face and make himself hateful, but the point is that many people are like this, and he won't accept you if you have a good temper. In order to achieve the training effect, Feng Junye could only incarnate himself as Shura. As a result, the more he looks at those people who don't want to make progress, the more angry he becomes, and every day there seems to be a fire in his body, which will erupt anytime and anywhere!

"A good commander should convince people with virtue, not with force. Right now, Wen Zhichen said vigorously, "No matter how hard you trained before, I put up with you, because I think you are really good for us...... But now it seems that you have really gone astray. ”

He straightened up and threw down the log on his shoulder, "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I won't be able to train with you anymore until you learn to respect the soldiers." ”

"Wen Zhichen!" Looking at his back as he left, Feng Junye shouted angrily, "Don't you know the truth that the stupid bird flies first? Because your talent is not as good as Tang Dui's, in order to surpass him, you have to work far better than him! I thought you were the one who could best understand my mood!"

Wen Zhichen stood still, looked back at him, and a mocking smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, I tried, so I knew that it was wrong to blindly copy other people's lives in this way. If I still insist on that approach, maybe until today, I am still just a shadow chasing Tang Dusk, and it is precisely because I truly recognize the gap between us and can accept this gap that I can find another path of development and be better myself. ”

After saying that, he really left without looking back.

……

When the Shura brothers lost their temper before, the soldiers who were "little transparent" did not dare to follow suit, because they understood that they did not have that strength, and they did not have that capital. But now that even Wen Zhichen is gone, more and more people are thinking about leaving.

Like a dark projection, Feng Junye stood alone in place, and the people who originally surrounded him were rapidly decreasing. In the end, there was no one left.

"Let's go...... Even if it's just me, I'm not going to give up!"

Too strong enterprising spirit is sometimes a double-edged sword, which can not only make you strive for progress and achievement, but also allow you to cocoon yourself and go to failure.

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