199. School field selection

The yellow sand was carried up by the wind, and the reading was on the sweaty skin, and more than 40,000 people in the Xicheng Barracks stood in the school field, except for the hundred and thousands of households, everyone stood neatly in a phalanx

Looking at the hot-blooded boy in the school field, I can't help but make people's blood run.

At this time, a man in battle armor walked up to the high platform, and he said in a deep voice: "I am Zheng Yuan, the Marquis of Xicheng, our defeat in the competition last month made the Dongcheng Barracks laugh for a whole month, this month we want to get face back, do you have confidence?"

"Yes"

The cry shook the sky, and at this time, Jiang Xiaofan licked his lips, white-flour steamed buns and good pork, and sucked it

"I'm so confident that we'll beat him down, this time I want to see which ten people can become our warriors to defeat the soldiers of Dongcheng"

Zheng Yuan drank in a deep voice, and then Qianhu held a red battle flag in his hand, and Qianhu shouted: "Turn right in the singular column, turn left in the even column"

Jiang Xiaofan turned to the left, only to see a thin man in front of him, in the early stage of the Lingwu Realm, he looked at Jiang Xiaofan and said, "Brother, I surrender, let's just make a show later." ”

Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but smile bitterly, whether he wanted to or not, he needed to participate in the selection of soldiers, these people who were slightly inferior in strength only had to be beaten, and the other party might be afraid of being beaten and took the initiative to beg for mercy.

"All in place"

"Hit"

Suddenly, bursts of angry roars rang out one after another in the school field, Jiang Xiaofan stepped forward and smashed his fist on the man's chest, he quickly fell to the ground, and then covered his chest and screamed: "Oh, no, no, no, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, it's going to hurt, it's so painful."

In fact, Jiang Xiaofan just stuck his fist on his body, and he didn't have any strength at all, looking at the other party's drama mode, which made Jiang Xiaofan cry and laugh.

Don't look at 40,000 people, but this model of selecting troops is actually very fast, and after such a round, there are only 20,000 left.

The next few rounds will not be shown for the time being, with Jiang Xiaofan's strength, there is no need to say much, so it is natural to deal with it easily.

20,000 becomes 10,000, 10,000 becomes 5,000, 5,000 to 2,005

In just two hours, after ten rounds, there were only 39 people left on the field, which shows the swiftness of this selection.

All 40,000 of these people gathered in a circle to watch the battle next to the school field, some of them just compared casually, some of them went to fight with real guns, and it was inevitable that they would be painted on their bodies, and even more directly injured and carried to the medical officer for treatment.

39 people, not many, just standing in front of the high platform in such a uniform manner, Hou Wei nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, next round"

Turn left and right, two people in a team, but the embarrassing thing is that Jiang Xiaofan, who is standing in the last place, is a singular number, and there is no one on his right hand, so he directly has a bye, standing aside and watching the 38 people fight for the top ten positions.

And Zhou Hu's team, Jiang Xiaofan is left alone, and the recruits have no status to stand at the back, but it has become a benefit, because of the odd number of byes, Jiang Xiaofan entered the final 18 without a few games.

Zheng Yuan glanced at everyone, there were in the early, middle and even late stages of Xuanwu, Jiang Xiaofan stood out, and the scum of the late stage of Lingwu stood in the last row.

Zheng Yuan coughed twice and said: "Next, several of you will choose the top nine, and among the nine people who lose, they will compete by themselves, and whoever can stand in the end will get the tenth place." ”

Zheng Yuan was not surprised by Jiang Xiaofan's existence, as is often the case, but in the last 9, Jiang Xiaofan had nowhere to hide, either he took the initiative to admit defeat or was beaten out of the army selection, luck can bring you close to success, but it does not mean that you are qualified to catch him.

With the order of Qianhu to turn around, Jiang Xiaofan turned to the left, and found that his opponent was actually a big man in his thirties in the middle of Xuanwu, he was an absolute strength player at a glance with a scruffy beard, fortunately it was Jiang Xiaofan Zangfeng, otherwise if it was really the strength of the late stage of Lingwu, it was estimated that a circle of eyeballs would make him fight.

"Boy, thank you for sending me into the top nine, what is your name, I will remember your name. The other party smiled at Jiang Xiaofan, although there was no malice, but he was a little arrogant, if he really knew who Jiang Xiaofan was, then I am afraid he would not be so arrogant.

Jiang Xiaofan grinned and said, "My name is Jiang Xiaofan, I estimate that I will return your words, thank you for sending me into the top nine." ”

"Hahaha"

The man screamed and said, "I admire your courage, my name is Cui Long"

"Hit"

Without giving the two too much time to chat, the Qianhu battle flag waved, and suddenly Cui Long rushed towards Jiang Xiaofan with an iron fist

Being able to stand out among the 40,000 people, Jiang Xiaofan naturally would not underestimate the enemy, clenched his hands into fists, and prepared to fight

Cui Long's right hand was sent towards Jiang Xiaofan's chest, the fist wind gusted, Jiang Xiaofan already felt the martial energy, he hurriedly dodged sideways, the fist wind brushed his uniform, and the iron piece made a sound

The blow failed, Cui Long didn't stop, his left hand suddenly exerted force, his waist twisted, and his left arm swept towards Jiang Xiaofan

The speed was not slow, which made Jiang Xiaofan a little surprised, and hurriedly resisted with both arms, Cui Long's arm hit Jiang Xiaofan's arm, he slid back half a meter, and then stopped, and his arms were numb

Not to mention, it's really amazing

At this time, Zheng Yuan was also paying attention to Jiang Xiaofan, because he had naturally heard Jiang Xiaofan's name, the champion of Zongbi, the alchemist appointed by King Pingwei, would actually appear here, and he even had some doubts that it was the person with the same name.

Jiang Xiaofan didn't want to fight, his right hand turned into a fist, and his martial energy exploded instantly, and he smiled: "Take me a punch"

Cui Long snorted coldly, he didn't pay any attention to Jiang Xiaofan's fist, and actually raised his fist to meet it

Jiang Xiaofan didn't dare to use the divine might, for fear of crippling his arm, and the arms of the two were full of martial energy, and Jiang Xiaofan raised the martial energy to the peak of Xuanwu.

"Pong"

The force qi collided, and a strong wave spread out in an instant, what people didn't expect was that Jiang Xiaofan stood still in place, while Cui Long suddenly flew upside down and fell to the ground, his right hand kept trembling, obviously the powerful impact made his arm feel great pain

Cui Long slowly got up, he looked at Jiang Xiaofan, and smiled bitterly unwillingly: "It's me who underestimated the enemy, I didn't expect your kid to still hide your strength." ”

Jiang Xiaofan shrugged: "That's not it, otherwise you will be ravaged by all kinds of people standing in front." ”

Cui Long took the initiative to admit defeat because his arm could no longer fight, and what no one expected was that Jiang Xiaofan actually advanced to the top nine

A recruit in the late stage of Lingwu can enter the top nine, which has never happened

And Zheng Yuan, who is a powerhouse in the Shenwei Heavenly Martial Realm, grasped the change in martial arts just now, he knows that Jiang Xiaofan's peak strength of the brave Xuanwu is not obvious, this son is really a dark horse, it seems to be the weakest of these people, but in fact, he is the strongest

As a few battles ended, Zheng Yuan said: "Okay, the nine people who won will stay, and the remaining nine people, you can compete on your own." ”

Looking at the nine people who lost, which one didn't fight with all his might, all of them were injured, and their martial energy was exhausted, but Cui Long just had pain in his right arm, and his left arm could still be used, not to mention, there was still a lot of martial energy, and he was directly promoted after overturning the eight people one by one

He stood beside Jiang Xiaofan and smiled at him: "Yes, you still sent it to the top ten"

It is true that his initiative to admit defeat and retain his strength allowed him to succeed

Zheng Yuan glanced at the ten people and said, "Qianhu will take you to a special house to rest in a while, and we will leave tomorrow and go to the Dongcheng barracks."

The crowd dispersed, and Qianhu came to a house with ten people, which was a beautifully decorated wooden house, one for each person, and pushed the door into the room, only to see that the wooden table in the room was full of delicious meals, and there were two brocade boxes, each with a pill in it

One is the Xuansanpindan, which is used to heal wounds, and the other is the Xuanwupindan, which is used to restore martial energy.

This elixir is also to allow ten people to adjust their bodies to the peak state so that they can meet tomorrow's competition, I have to say that as a strong person, the treatment will never be bad

Jiang Xiaofan finished lunch and walked straight out of the room, he came to the training ground, at this time some soldiers were training, and many of them were still injured, which made Jiang Xiaofan feel a little touched in his heart.

The weak can only survive at the bottom, and only the strong can enjoy everything.

It has always been, and it always has been.

Zhou Hu came over with the team at this time, and saw Jiang Xiaofan also stepped forward to celebrate: "I didn't expect you kid to be so lucky, you have to show all your strength in the martial arts competition tomorrow, don't embarrass us." ”

Jiang Xiaofan grinned and said, "Brother Zhou, don't worry, I will ensure that you can eat white flour steamed buns and sauce meat next month."

"Hahaha, I like to listen to you, listen"

After a few words of greeting, they began their own training, after all, not everyone can compete with Jiang Xiaofan, and most people's cultivation still needs their own sweat and hard work to improve.

At night, it was another good meal of wine and food, Jiang Xiaofan packed all these things and brought them to the barracks, opened a small stove for Zhou Hu and them, and gnawed on the nest for a month, and the one that a few people ate was called a fragrant.

Several people are full of praise for Jiang Xiaofan's righteousness, although everyone has only known each other for a few days, but a sonorous man, you can become friends in three or two sentences.

At night, the jackal tapir was still refining the inner pill in the sea of Yihai, and he needed to refine the hundreds of jackal inner pills for a lot of time, and it was very easy for the trace to be cast, and he was swaying beside Jiang Xiaofan.

Jiang Xiaofan was on the coffin of the Ten Directions, he had been sitting like this for an afternoon, just after the first watch, Jiang Xiaofan slowly looked up at the trace cast, and said, "Old man, I want to recast the sarcophagus"

Trace Cast was immediately stunned, and he said: "Boy, this Ten Directions Divine Coffin is not an ordinary thing, if the casting fails, I am afraid that the aura will be lost, and there will be no such treasure in the world in the future." ”

Jiang Xiaofan nodded: "I naturally know this, but the Ten Directions Divine Coffin can only be used when sleeping, which is too impractical, and now that a few months have passed, it is still just a mortal body, so it is not a way, as you said, if you want to break through the Martial King and become a Martial Emperor, it is essential for the physical body to reach the spirit realm."

Looking at Jiang Xiaofan's serious appearance, Trace Cast asked, "Are you serious?"

Jiang Xiaofan nodded fiercely: "Never, I haven't been so serious"