Chapter Ninety-Five: Back VS First Climb II
The blood is worshipping, and life is burning! Although the weapons used in this exercise are all wooden, the two teams that have already played out are still struggling to greet their opponents! There is a constant sound of weapons bombarding the body, roaring again and again, bombarding again and again!
Fall down, get up! Fall down again! Whether it is the first camp or the Beiwei army has been completely engaged in this battlefield, the black and red tide is constantly stuck in the center of the field, from time to time there are soldiers of the two armies who are unwilling to be taken off the field by medical personnel, and the people left on the field by the two armies are getting fewer and fewer, less and less! The so-called first arrival of the army in February, which is only in February, will be on a par with the dignified back army!
The atmosphere outside the arena was strangely quiet, although everyone had already known in advance that the Beiwei army participating in the exercise was only a novice who was preliminarily selected from the school-age youth of the Wang family and was ready to go to the northern battlefield, and they had not yet passed the test of blood and fire on the real battlefield, but it was also Beiwei!
Whispers permeated the various families, and no one knew what they were discussing, but it was obvious that their gaze towards the Wang family became more and more respectful. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Mu Qi'er lightly held on to the railing with both hands, and the terrible wind was ringing in his ears, although there was not much time to participate in the reconstruction of the first camp, but Mu Qi'er knew how much they had paid, and how much Wang Liang had paid!
No matter the wind or rain, no matter day or night, they are constantly swaying their sweat and blood on the training ground, no one wants to return to the filthy and foul-smelling cage, and no one wants to be an upright person in this vast Shenzhou!
Mu Wai'er gave them a promise, and Wang Liang was their real sustenance! It is precisely because of Wang Liang's example and because of his countless days and nights of surging hearts to explain the stories in those military ranks that this emerging team can be as hot as a dragon and can fight with this back-up army so far!
However, things will never be so successful, hard work may not be successful, how much to pay is never the direction of others' attention, how much can you get? Some sweat and tears have to be swallowed by themselves!
Wang Wuwei's deep voice sounded at this moment, like a horn of a charge, like a song of death!
"Back to you, battle formation thirty-two, dragon grip!"
After speaking, there was no sound.
Mu Qi'er knew in his heart that today's exercise had entered the final rhythm, and from the very beginning, he and Wang Liang clearly knew that the background of the Beiwei Army was not comparable to this newly built first camp at all! Whether it is the unique exercises of the Beiwei Army, or its famous battle formation, as long as they are ready to really take it out, the first camp will definitely be defeated!
In the middle of the battlefield, the black figures began to move slowly and steadily, from beginning to end their footsteps did not have half a minute of anxiety, no matter how the battle situation developed, they all believed that the halberd in their hands could cut everything!
The battle situation changed very quickly, and Mu Qi'er didn't even have time to remind the soldiers who had arrived in the camp first to pay attention, and the change of formation of the Beiwei army had already begun! They are no longer simply square formations, and the position of each soldier reveals a mysterious meaning, and the dark black vitality is surging! In the blink of an eye, the remaining dozen or so warriors were united!
The blood-red clothes were flying, and sensing that the enemy formation had changed, Wang Liang issued an order for the whole team to attack in time! Everyone's eyes were focused on this moment, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that once the battle formation of the Beiwei army was combined, the first camp would be defeated today!
However, the back is the back after all, they are the legend of Shenzhou and the backbone of the Wang family! The war did not become panicked at all because of the impact of the first camp, they were like a stubborn reef, still holding on to themselves under the impact of the tide again and again, standing still!
"Back!"
This is the first time that the Beiwei Army has roared on this battlefield! But the heavens and the earth vibrated in an instant! The black vitality spewed out, forming a huge and majestic giant claw! That's the dragon's hand!
Mu Qi'er could even see the fine dragon scales on the giant claws! The black claws seemed to come from the sky, majestic and heavy. With the shouts of the back sergeant, he shook lightly at the soldiers who were still coming to the first camp!
Heaven and earth seemed to be standing still at this moment, and the monstrous giant claws seemed to be about to smash that piece of heaven and earth in their hands!
The wails filled the air in an instant! No matter how strong the warriors were, they couldn't stand such pain, they watched the giant claws coming from the sky, they felt the mighty power, and they watched their tendons break and break! But there is nothing they can do......
The whole world seemed to be forcibly folded by this grip, whether it was Wang Liang, who was in the lead, or those who were roaring, they all fell.
They wailed in pain and roared unwillingly, but they could only lie down on the ground weakly, and could no longer look up at the black flag in the wind!
The medical staff came in time, one by one the figures were carried down, and one by one the figures disappeared from everyone's sight, and Mu Qi'er felt very painful inexplicably.
He knows what kind of efforts these guys who were abruptly selected to take on important responsibilities, and knows how many days and nights Wang Liang has not slept peacefully, but such a reality, the gap between the so-called battle formation is really a great mockery!
The soldiers of the Beiwei Army still stood very calmly in the center of the field, watching the soldiers who had boarded the camp first being rescued one by one, and looking at the eager eyes of the major families outside the field, there was already a kind of self-respecting artistic conception bursting out between their eyebrows!
"Back!"
They raised their halberds in their hands and roared, with the pride of the victors, with the glory of the backs!
Some of the representatives of the major families watching around have already begun to leave the scene, and it has to be said that this anticlimactic exercise has no substantive significance except for exacerbating their perception of the unstoppable backing army.
Because the back is still the back, the main vein of the Wang family is still the main vein, the battle for the main division that they hope for looks just a joke, the Wang family will not have problems, and they will still tremble under the magnanimous back of the Wang family in the years to come!
King of Taiyuan!
"The seventeen veins of the Wang family, Wang Yuan asks for battle!"
"Please Wang Wuwei to teach you!"
Mu Qi'er knew that he was by no means the opponent of the Wang family, the proud son of the Wang family who had returned from the northern battlefield, but after he witnessed the unwillingness of the soldiers who ascended to the camp first, and witnessed Wang Liang's almost blood-stained body, he couldn't just go down without saying a word and walk down this high platform!
Sometimes fighting is a man's choice!
"The secret technique of the Stubborn Stone Realm, break and kill!"
Feet on the ground, step into the air! Mu Qi'er did not hesitate to take out his strongest means, shrouded in surging intentions, the power of the bloodline plus the exertion of the rock spirit body!
The fist that looked a little colorful in color blasted straight towards Wang Wuwei! There is only firmness in Mu Qi'er's eyes!
Wang Wuwei only snorted softly.
Looking at Mu Qi'er who came from another high platform, Wang Wuwei's eyes showed a faint mockery, the grasshopper shook the tree and couldn't help himself, for a person like Wang Wuwei who had completed the foundation building, Mu Qi'er who was only on the sixth floor of the quenching realm was not even a moth!
The palm of his hand was raised slightly, and he gently shook Mu Qi'er's amazing fist in a casual posture!
Rumble!
Mu Wai'er's fist seemed to have hit a boulder that was extremely hard! Even if he has a surging will, even if he has the power of the blood of the marmoset, even if he has the rock spirit body, Mu Qi'er's powerful bombardment was pressed by Wang Wuwei with a palm!
Boom!
Mu Qi'er, whose body was limited, was thrown under the high platform by Wang Wuwei casually, making a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and was weakly planted on the ground of the training ground!
In the dust, you can vaguely see the medical staff who rushed to the scene, and Wang Wuwei's casual look as if he had discarded a piece of garbage......
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