The 390th is not falling

The heads of the named recruits were all glowing red, and in the end, there were less than a thousand recruits left without glowing.

Anru heard a certain Mu clan wearing a military uniform next to him quietly breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party had relaxed earlier, and then in the next second, there was a red light above everyone's heads, including Anjou, all with a red light bulb.

"Report to the chief!" In the distance, a burly young man of the eight-clawed clan with a neat military uniform and a burly figure shouted: "I don't accept it, I didn't violate the rules!"

The chief instructor said hideously: "Yes, you didn't violate the rules, but your comrades-in-arms made mistakes, why didn't you remind them?"

Anjou knew that this would be the case, and when the chief instructor informed everyone that the training would be doubled, he did not protest and disobey, nor did he show an indignant expression on his face.

For those who protest and are unhappy, the amount of training will quickly become three, four, or even tenfold, even if the other party is a noble earl of a branch of the royal family, or an interstellar superstar, in front of the chief instructor, all their faces are trampled into the mud.

This is the army, and it is the duty of soldiers to obey orders, and it is said that when His Majesty Junzi joined the army, he was also punished.

Anjou felt a faint disappointment in her gaze, the chief instructor was looking forward to her jumping out, and then becoming a chicken that killed chickens and set an example for monkeys, no, it was a monkey, after all, among this batch of recruits, the fame and status of national treasures were the highest.

The first item of the training is a standing military salute.

Anyone will be in a military posture, raise their heads, hold their chests up, close their abdomen, and look ahead, the requirements must be humanoid, and the military salute is also simple, the soldiers of the galaxy do not bow their heads, do not bend their knees, and will kneel on one knee unless they have a big etiquette.

Military posture and military salute are not just learned, but anti-pressure training, there is a master on the head to release coercion, and everyone must keep their posture still under coercion.

First of all, the coercion of the Xuan level, everyone is very relaxed, and then there is the Yuan level, some people can no longer bear it, release the domain defense, and then be taken out for repeated training.

Then there is the universe-level power, which can't help but release the realm or become a prototype or even fall more.

The training ground was gradually divided into several pieces, and those with low strength and those with high strength were separated.

When the power of coercion becomes the Celestial level, basically all the Yuan levels are eliminated.

The reason why I say basic, not all, is because of the special case of Anjou.

Maybe he was trained by the Emperor of Heaven and was slurry at every turn, Anjou's ability to resist pressure is very good, even if he can't use the power of the Yuanshen Small World, he can't let the little mushroom help, but the spiritual power and internal energy in the body are constantly running, except for the hair moving, the body is not even shaking, and the face can't see the difficulty at all.

The coercion is still increasing, more and more people are eliminated, less than a tenth is still standing, and most of them have beads of sweat rolling on their faces, such as the one who is of the same clan as the chief instructor, and his body fluids carry special powers, which can make people drowsy and hallucinating, causing the few people who are standing next to him to barely support to be unlucky.

The people around Anjou are the happiest, the greater the pressure, the richer the aura emanating from Anjou's body, and the stronger the vitality of creation in the aura, and finally there are clouds and mist formed by the liquefaction of aura around her, which invisibly improves the survival rate of the people around her.

The Holy Spirit Grass lives up to its name. The chief instructor who was suspended in mid-air nodded secretly in his heart, looked at his fellow clansmen who were sweating profusely, his skin was blue, and his body was about to reach his limit, and he turned his head to signal.

A team of 1,000 veterans appeared in the sky, standing behind the chief instructor, although most of the veterans' cultivation was only at the Xuanyuan level, but all of them were full of momentum, and they were even more terrifying than the power of the Celestial level.

This is a battle formation, and the momentum of their fusion is also called military might.

Bang bang bang......

In the training ground that was already sparsely lala, nearly half of the people were eliminated at the same time, among them, there were star beasts turned into prototypes, and the people on the side who were barely supporting were instantly flattened, An Ru was fortunate and unlucky, just on the edge of the other party's star beasts, and the riotous star power seemed to want to crush the leaves of her body.

The aura clouds that lingered around his body were all blown away, and Anjou's feet seemed to have turned into roots, deep into the depths of the stone slabs of the training ground, and his body was like a blade of grass, shaking in the wind, but it never fell, and gradually adjusted, and when the wind passed, he was still standing upright, but beads of sweat appeared on his face, which was the spiritual fluid of creation.

Another team of veterans joined.

If the military prestige of the first team is simply pure and majestic, then this one is the killing spirit.

The spirituality who lived in the Heian era, although he would also go to various secret realms and illusions to experience and reach the pinnacle in a completely realistic virtual reality game, but after all, there was a lack of blood purification, and many people couldn't bear it, and there were only one or two hundred people left who could barely support it.

Anjou's presence became more and more conspicuous, because of the addition of the killing evil qi and military might, it seemed to her that the wind was light, and even because of habit, the sweat on her face was slowly decreasing.

Some heads of military regions formed a team to watch and chat.

"This year's recruits are good, that aura is vibrant, is the Holy Spirit Grass?"

'It must be that the recruits who enlisted this time have no other Yuan Wood species except for the Holy Spirit Grass. ’

"It doesn't make sense, the Holy Spirit Grass has merit and national fortune, although it is temporarily imprisoned, it will still invisibly weaken the coercion, it is normal for her to resist the early stage, the military prestige does not care about the merit and luck, only depends on the will, she is a little girl, can she not be affected?"

That's why His Majesty the Emperor spoke in person and didn't need special attention. ’

'Roar, what a wonderful aura, it seems that if you push the limit of His Highness the Holy Spirit again, the aura of our military region can be increased by a few degrees. ’

Don't you think it's strange that a little girl in the Holy Spirit Grass has the temperament of a murderer who kills in a sea of corpses and blood? I bet that her life in her hands is at least hundreds. ’

'One of the ten thousand law inheritances, how can it be measured by common sense, if you see the power of destruction of His Royal Highness, you must not be shocked to drop your eyes. ’

"There is news in the capital that His Royal Highness Jun Huan is not in retreat, but has enlisted in the army under a different identity, and there are many people who cultivate the power of destruction in the army.

"Even if you have a national treasure, it's good, but I still want to think about Your Highness, dream, even if Your Highness enlists in the army, he will not come to our miscellaneous military region that is only responsible for the glamorous and glamorous." ’

A seventh team of veterans joined in, leaving only three people on the field.

Anjou, as well as the wooden beside Anjou, and another starclan who was far away, the starlight escaping from the other party's body covered half of the training ground like water.

Bang......

The petrified wood has fallen to the ground.

It is not easy for Mu Lu to support until now, his feet are integrated with the ground of the training ground, the person has already reached the limit, his consciousness is not clear, and only a little vitality is left in his heart to maintain it, this time the military authority turned into a wind blade, blowing off his feet.

Only Anjou and the StarClan boy in the distance were left on the scene, and Starlight and Spiritual Mist divided the training ground.