He Nuo organized a competition to select generals with ingenuity, he first carried out a basic screening of these people who signed up to join the army, and then gathered the qualified people together to conduct a group of people in a melee, and those who could stand at the end could be appointed as generals.

Therefore, such a competition to select generals is undoubtedly very attractive, of course, such a group battle may not be absolutely fair, because once there is a person with outstanding martial arts, he may become the target of a collective siege, but He Nuo does not care about this, because the general he chooses will face thousands of troops in the future, and this level of melee will not be able to pass, so what is the talk of leading the army.

When the contest began, He Nuo glanced at these people who came to apply, and expressed satisfaction in his heart, now that it is an eventful season, ordinary people can't even eat, and joining the army has become an important way out of life, and He Nuo is under the banner of Jinyang orthodoxy, which is undoubtedly very attractive.

He Nuo couldn't help but sigh that the Jinyang Dynasty had a long night of change, the pain of the troubled times, it was really too harmful to the ordinary people, no matter what the situation was, but the Jinyang Dynasty several generations of monarchs were quite fond of the people and won the hearts of the people, so the common people were willing to join the army to kill the enemy and drive out South Vietnam in order to keep the world peaceful.

Now the people in the field are gearing up, some of them are nearby farmers, some are soldiers who have joined the army and have seen the battlefield, but more of them are ranger-like characters, after all, a stable errand is hard to find in this troubled era of constant war.

He Nuo knew that these rangers, if they were well controlled, could play a big role on the battlefield, and this was his first official competition to select generals, so deep in his heart, he had deep expectations for this competition.

However, at this time, He Nuo did not realize that some of the people he was about to meet had an important impact on his life.

In the crowd, there was a person who attracted He Nuo's attention from the beginning, only to see that the person was a little outstanding in the muscle group, he was not like the people around him, most of them were dressed as martial artists, he was dressed in literati clothes, his whole body lines were cold and hard, his facial features were like knives, he was resolute and indifferent, and his black eyes were very sharp, making people dare not look at him for too long. The biggest advantage of this person is that he is quiet, it seems that Mount Tai still does not change his face before he collapses, which makes He Nuo somewhat unaccustomed, and he is a little puzzled, how can there be such a person with such an outstanding temperament in such a countryside.

He Nuo inquired slightly about the left and right and knew his name-Chu Xiuneng.

He Nuo silently read it several times in his heart and remembered the name.

Chu Xiuneng silently looked at the people around him, pouted, and then found a corner and sat down quietly.

"Haha, what is a weak scholar doing to join in this excitement, go home and find your mother to eat milk for a few more years!" A big man sensed the existence of Chu Xiu Neng and sneered disdainfully.

"Hahahaha, yes, yes, don't cry later, this is not the place for you." Everyone echoed his views, and in their eyes, it seemed a shame to be on the same stage with a weak scholar.

The sword raised his eyebrows, and Chu Xiuneng, who felt the contempt, seemed to be very calm, glanced at the big man with cold eyes, made the back expressionless, walked into the middle of the field, and walked straight to a corner of the martial arts arena.

"Haha, is it useful to hide in a corner? Uncle will throw you out with one hand! The big man said and strode towards Chu Xiuneng.

Chu Xiu Neng waited for him to approach, grabbed a wooden stake next to him with both hands, and shouted: "Give it to me!" His arms burst out with terrifying power, and he forcibly pulled out the wooden stake buried half a meter underground, "Get out of here!" With a wave of his hand, the stake hit the big man's shoulder, and the big man flew out.

If he swept the head of the big man early this time, the big man who was stunned would be shot in the head on the spot, but he disdained to use this kind of garbage blood to establish his authority, this was just a warning to tell everyone present not to judge people by their appearance.

Consternation! There was silence in the field, it was okay to pull out the stake, and there were many people with greater strength who could do it, although it was rare but not too unusual, but a sweep would knock such a big man away, which was terrifying! What a strange power?

How could this seemingly weak scholar have so much strength?

"Don't bother me, you can continue, whoever doesn't keep an eye on me will mind sweeping you all out!" Chu Xiu Neng said lightly.

This? The crowd was stunned again, is this contempt for us? Everyone felt a sense of shame in their hearts, so many middle-aged men were despised by a weak scholar, if this was spread, then no one would have the face to mix it up in the future.

Some people who are more thoughtful think like this: Although he has great strength, but there are so many of us here, he always has the strength to run out.

"Well, what an unreasonable doll, with a little strength, there is no one in his eyes, today I see how your grandfather teaches you!" Someone took the lead, and suddenly all the men flocked up.

Chu Xiu Neng pulled a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, and seemed to be unimpressed. He clenched the wooden stake with both arms, and Chu Xiu was able to burst out with all his strength, constantly sweeping the vertical cracker, dealing with these reckless men with rough martial arts, no skills were needed, brute force was enough to sweep them!

In just a moment, more than a dozen big men flew out of the field, all moaning loudly, unable to get up for a long time, seeing that Chu Xiu could be so brave, some people finally began to show a look of fear in their eyes.

At this time, a voice sounded: "He is not strong enough, everyone work hard, educate this boy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, Lao Tzu wants him to have a hand!" With a stir, everyone's fighting spirit that had disappeared a lot was stimulated again, after all, everyone has blood, and if you really fold it here, you can't hang it on your face.

Chu Xiu Neng held the stake in his hand tightly, adjusted his breathing slightly, and thought to himself that he had consumed a lot of strength just now, how could there be so much, he couldn't delay any longer, and he made a decision in his heart at the moment, strode forward, and took the initiative to attack, he wanted to completely crush their fighting spirit.

I saw that Chu Xiu Neng slashed horizontally, swept out the three of them, and kicked out a strong man who had been fluted with one kick, the sound of broken bones made people's teeth sour for a while, and then took two steps forward, frightening the rest of the people to retreat.

Chu Xiu can pest the stake on the ground: "Continue?" ”

There was a look of fear in everyone's eyes, and they continued, just now they obviously left their hands, this shot The man who was lying motionless on the ground seemed to be injured, no one wanted to be the next one, everyone knew it, but it was difficult to ride a tiger, and the scene was stalemate for a while.

"I remember that this time it wasn't just about choosing a general." Chu Xiu could whisper softly, as if talking to himself, but he woke up everyone in the field, yes, how many places are there, why bother gnawing hard bones, a scuffle broke out at the moment, and the men fought together.

He Nuo looked at the field quietly, Chu Xiuneng's martial arts and strategy, he saw it in his eyes.