"Apprenticeship? Our brothers can't ask for it, but I'm afraid that our predecessors will dislike us and be useless! ”

Goofy couldn't hide the joy in his heart, but his words were still quite low-key.

Hearing this, Brother Feng looked at Tian Baichuan with a smile, hoping that this big master would agree.

"Old man, I am old, so I naturally want to pass on my skills, but the cultivation is quite hard, and it is a hundred times more difficult than you to be promoted from ordinary people to the king of soldiers, I am only afraid that you will give up halfway and will not be able to persevere!" Tian Baichuan was blunt.

Brother Feng nodded, knowing this very well.

Before, I cultivated in the depths of Changbai Mountain for four months, and those days could be called hellish tempering, and no one could understand the hardships except for the five brothers in the dark night.

It is precisely because of the difficulty that the transcendent will appear precious, and many people persist to the end, but they are defeated by the devil in their hearts, and they fall short for the mountain.

This requires not only excellent qualifications, but also great perseverance and bravery, which is very humanly achievable.

"What means do the predecessors have, if you say a bitter word, our brother will take the initiative to quit and will never pester you!" Goofy decisively.

"That sounds like a feeling, guys, count me in!"

The blonde Izawa's sword eyebrows flew, and he also wanted to stick a leg sideways.

A difficult training career began on the second day.

The five brothers of the Dragon Seeking Squad, including Izawa, Good Luck, and Katarina, all volunteered to join the ranks of the promotion to the Transcendent.

In this regard, Tian Baichuan did not refuse, in his opinion, martial arts knows no borders, as long as the moral character is passable, perseverance and courage, he is qualified to cultivate under him.

He took on the responsibility of training the top combat power of the legion, and he surrendered his identity namelessly, and from time to time he also pointed out from the side, which was regarded as their little master.

The two armies were at war, and the generals were in front.

Only by cultivating the top combat power of the legion can it be possible to win more and raise hope.

Brother Feng has a greater responsibility than everyone else, and he, along with the Baron, and the Ghost Hand are responsible for training the large forces of the Legion.

More than seven hundred brothers have long been familiar with the reputation of the Night Squad, especially the Dragon Thorn.

In the past, they could only listen to legends, but did not have the opportunity to see the real thing.

And now, the dragon thorn actually served as their instructor, and he practiced it hand in hand, which was simply exciting.

Brother Feng and the three of them scientifically divided the large army of 700 people, which was divided into four corps.

The first corps was called: Dragon's Tooth, with a total of 500 men.

Responsible for the frontal battle with the enemy, the personnel of this corps must be very proficient in the use of firearms, have a sense of teamwork, and be able to adapt to all combat environments in plains, mountains, and dense forests.

They are the absolute main force of the legion, and they are all elite soldiers selected from the mercenaries.

The second corps is called: Shadows, with a total of 60 men.

To be responsible for going deep behind enemy lines and carrying out assassination and surprise attacks, it is necessary to have considerable experience in assassination and melee combat skills, test the soldiers' ability to respond to crises and their ability to observe, and they must also have a fearless spirit that is not afraid of death.

The third corps was called: Hawkeye, with a total of 40 people.

Responsible for surveying all enemy movements, counting enemy firepower, and transmitting intelligence before the war.

Brother Feng understood better than anyone that if the seven hundred members of the legion wanted to fight against the 10,000-strong troops of Red Flame, they had to take them by surprise, attack like thunder, and evacuate like lightning.

This requires a deep understanding of the battlefield situation and the enemy's deployment, and the ability to transmit information to the main forces at the first time, which is a difficult responsibility.

The fourth corps was called: Dragon's Blood, with a total of 120 men.

Responsible for logistics, covering the transfer of troops, and replenishing troops to several other corps when needed.

The strength of this corps is relatively weak, and it is a backup member.

Everyone can see that the division of these four corps is in order of strength and weakness.

That is to say, in the training process, only if they show a high enough strength, they will be selected to the first echelon, which will invisibly cheer for the brothers of the legion, and everyone will breathe a sigh of relief and dare not slack off.

St. Petersburg is located near the sea, close to the North Siberian Plain.

In the cold winter season, the vast plains are frozen for thousands of miles.

There are frozen rivers, silent dense forests, and cold climates that make training much more difficult.

However, if you don't persevere in suffering, you will perish in war, and the harsh environment is the best means to temper the will and ability of your brothers.

Day and night, they conducted actual combat drills.

Hundreds of people were divided into two teams, one team led by Brother Feng, and the other team led by Ghost Hand and Baron, and launched an outstanding guerrilla war on the vast plains, in the wilderness, and fought head-on.

The weapons they use are real people, but the bullets are all empty and not life-threatening.

For two months, everyone struggled against the climate, against nature, and against their own perseverance and physical limits.

No one has counted how many times the two sides have fought, and the brothers only feel that after each battle, their abilities have been significantly improved, whether it is cooperation or combat skills, there has been a breakthrough improvement.

What pleased them the most was that the three god-level generals of the Dark Night Squad did not have a little arrogance, and taught them the skills they had mastered, treating them like brothers.

When night comes, they raise bonfires in dense forests, mountains, and plains, warm themselves up by drinking pure vodka spirits, and sing songs of different nationalities and regions to the moon.

Drink and talk happily, like a family.

This is a profound friendship forged by brothers born and died in times of war.

Three months have passed in a hurry.

Winter is over, and they finally usher in spring, which is a season of revival.

"The heart sinks like the sea, and the body is like a dragon!"

In the vast sea, several small boats paddle quietly with the waves.

In the seawater, the bodies of Gao Fei and several people swam freely in the sea.

Suddenly, Tian Baichuan threw out several sharp spears and shot them fiercely at Gao Fei and a few people.

Gao Fei's eyes froze, his feet kicked hard under the water, and his palms slammed into the sea, his body was like a dragon out of the water, suddenly leaping out more than a meter high.

"Take it all!"

The stirring water splashed around him, and under the bright sunshine, it was like a pearl, and the big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate.

His slender body was full of explosive muscles, and his arms, legs, and waist were wrapped around iron plates weighing up to ten pounds.

If these things were tied to ordinary people, they would have sunk to the bottom of the sea long ago.

But on Gao Fei's body, it seemed to be a bubble that was not worth mentioning, which did not affect his sharp speed at all, but jumped up with his miraculous means.

With two swishs, he kicked two spears with two feet, caught two spears with both hands, and saw that one more shot towards his chest, Gao Fei stood up in the air, and the whole person spun like a spinning top, and actually bit the last spear with his teeth.

"Jiaolong in the water, thunder out of the water, good, you really live up to the cultivation of the teacher, the old man, I have a lot of exercises, and there is someone to follow!"

Tian Baichuan looked up to the sky and laughed, his heart was extremely heroic.

For three months and eight days, Gao Fei basically only slept four hours a night, cultivating hard day and night, and finally broke through the transcendent realm.

Unlike Brother Feng when he was on the top of Changbai Mountain, he felt the situation of the mountains and the wind, he has been cultivating in the sea these days, facing the wind and waves, and the five of them confronted the sharks and the biting cold currents in the sea, and the pain complemented Brother Feng back then.

It is undeniable that Gao Fei's qualifications are also quite outstanding, and the other four brothers have already stepped into the transcendent realm with half a foot, but they have not broken through for a long time, and it is estimated that there is no hope of being promoted to transcendent in a short period of time, but they have also been greatly improved, and their combat effectiveness is more than twice as high as before.

"Brother Feng, dare to go to the sea with me and fight for three hundred rounds?"

Gao Fei pointed at Li Huaifeng and sent out an invitation.

"Willing to accompany!"

Li Huaifeng laughed, took off his clothes, and jumped into the sea like a sword.

In the early spring, the temperature here is extremely low, and the water is even more bitterly cold, but the two of them have nothing to fear, accompanied by the endless blue sea, galloping in it.

"With Brother Tian's eyesight, how long will it take for Huaifeng to break through the two-star move realm?" Nameless asked in a whisper.

Tian Baichuan twisted the beard on his chin and said with a leisurely smile: "There is still a chance missing!" ”

"As I thought, is that brother willing to provide Huaifeng with a chance?" Nameless said happily.

"Don't dare to be, he is a descendant of the half-saint Li Chunfeng, with a family inheritance, and his future is limitless, how dare I say something about it?" Tian Baichuan said modestly.