Jun Lin's situation aroused the blood and murderous aura of other training recruits. Many of the training recruits www.biquge.info the Pavilion slaughtered the young disciples of the Blood Thunder Sect who were stacked like a small mountain.

Sensing that the training recruits dared to rush to this side, the group of Blood Thunder Sect disciples who were playing Arhat instantly burst out, and the crowd hill directly collapsed, and many of the young disciples of the Blood Thunder Sect fell to the ground, and then were trampled by the follow-up army of young disciples of the Blood Thunder Sect. Before he could start fighting, he died at the feet of his own people.

Similarly, the young disciples of the Blood Thunder Sect who were gnawing on Jun Lin at the bottom also immediately stood up and rushed towards the training recruits with the large army. Not because they had already finished their meal, but because they didn't get the blood they wanted on Junlin at all. They couldn't understand why, so they gave up. Instead of dwelling on this problem, it is better to quickly change to a new goal.

The two sides officially clashed in full force, and the scene was chaotic. There were many young disciples of the Blood Thunder Sect who trampled past Jun Lin, and Jun Lin didn't react at all, as if he was a corpse.

This scene, falling in the eyes of everyone outside the battlefield, also made the already silent scene a little dead and depressing. This repression stems from the five servicemen in the training barracks.

Level 3 Special Training Objectives... How many years will there be a third-level special training goal, and it will die like this... Jun Lin has created a history, he is the first non-imperial family in the history of the training camp to be a third-level special training target. But it is also the first level of special training goals that do not completely die in the middle of all training.

They are in a very bad mood at the moment, very bad... Over the years, they have seen countless training recruits fall before their eyes. They are human beings, of course they have feelings, of course they have joys and sorrows. But they are soldiers, and their duty is to give the most rigorous and brutal training to all training recruits, and their duty is to produce elite warriors who can pass all training on their own.

Junlin's untimely death made them regret, but they would accept it. Even if all the remaining training recruits were killed in this battle, they would accept it. It's cold-blooded, but that's what the training barracks are.

However, to their relief, even joy, the remaining 130 training recruits confirmed that Jun Lin was really dead after seeing Jun Lin lying there and still motionless after being trampled on. Turning grief and anger into strength, they showed a tendency to become more and more courageous the more they fought.

As the burly soldier once said, this year's batch of training recruits is the most qualified batch in years. This qualification refers to one's own strength, and also refers to a talent, a talent to fight on the battlefield as a soldier.

This is the first time that the training recruits have faced such a battle, and it is also the first time to fight with their comrades around them. But in this first battle, they showed amazing fighting talent.

Whether it is overcoming the fear of pain and death, or the unconditional trust in the comrades around him, it is actually reflected in this first battle. It's hard to imagine that this was done by a group of training recruits who had just been in the army for less than three days and were facing a real battlefield for the first time.

Because they saw the sacrifice of the first comrade-in-arms, the training recruits did not want to see the sacrifice of the second comrade-in-arms, and they never wanted to see it! Driven by this common belief, the training recruits cooperated.

Their cooperation method is not the conventional multi-person cooperation and cooperation battle, and the cooperation method of the training camp is to rely on their own strength to quickly solve the enemy in front of them as quickly as possible, and then observe whether there are any comrades around who need help. If there is, then help as quickly as possible. If not, then continue to kill, and see when you kill it. Yes, help. If not, just keep killing. And so on until the end of the battle.

Miraculously, this kind of cooperation that is exclusive to the training barracks never needs to be taught by anyone. Rather, it was as if countless training camp ancestors were collectively possessed at a certain moment, and the training recruits would suddenly master themselves. Like at this moment.

Looking at the changes in the situation on the battlefield, the face of the Blood Thunder Sect Sect Master couldn't help but become more and more gloomy. He never expected such a situation, and he wondered if the training recruits had also knocked some secret medicine before the war. Normally speaking, shouldn't a group of recruits be directly frightened and flee in all directions in the face of such a situation?

But...

The next moment, the old face of the Blood Thunder Sect Sect Master once again regained its original confident and somewhat cold smile. Now it's just a little faceless, and after five minutes, the show really begins. Besides, the most damned goal is dead, and by that alone, the goal has been achieved.

Silently took out a red token, and the Blood Thunder Sect Sect Master injected a trace of Yuan Power into it. A few seconds later, Gangge's voice quietly appeared in the ears of the Blood Thunder Gate: "How?"

The Blood Thunder Sect Sect Master sneered and secretly said, "Lord Gang, that kid is dead. ”

"Haha? already dead?hahaha! Okay!good!" After a hearty laugh, Gangge's voice sounded again: "Lao Hui, you have done a good job this time, and I hope we can continue to cooperate sincerely in the future." ”

"Where, where my Blood Thunder Gate can have today, it all depends on Lord Gang to take care of it. I don't dare to talk about cooperation, this is what I should do in the Blood Thunder Gate. ”

"Hehehe, don't worry, your blood thunder gate is covered by me, and you will continue to eat and drink spicy food in the future. ”

"Ah, thank you, Lord Gang. Lord Gang, in order to avoid being discovered, I will give you a little good news first. I'll be in touch with you when the training barracks are completely destroyed. ”

"Okay, I'm waiting for your good news. ”

With that, contact was cut off. The Blood Thunder Sect Sect Master once again quietly put the red token back away, and continued to watch the increasingly one-sided situation on the battlefield as usual.

At this moment, the number of young disciples of the Blood Thunder Sect had plummeted, and there were only more than one hundred and forty people. And the 130 training recruits were miraculously free of any casualties.

The number of people is similar, and the pressure on the crowd to train new recruits is getting smaller and smaller. In fact, there is still an advantage in this battle to train recruits, after all, although there are many young disciples of the Blood Thunder Sect, they are all thunder attribute people, and they don't use elemental skills much after the real battle, and they completely rely on their skyrocketing physical fitness to carry out instinctive fist and foot battles.

In contrast, the training recruits are much more diverse. The various elemental techniques shimmered, and they were all in a large range. However, it is worth noting that the elemental skills of the training recruits did not affect Jun Lin who was lying in the distance.

This is their last respect for Junlin.

。。。

As time passed, the two hundred young disciples of the Blood Thunder Sect were finally slaughtered. Of the 130 training recruits, there were no casualties.

Such a result really shocked everyone on the sidelines. No one thought that the training recruits would burst out with crushing combat power, but it seemed that under the crushing battle of the training recruits, everyone could clearly see the fatal flaws of the young disciples of the Blood Thunder Sect.

There is just one more point that makes everyone feel sorry. The only fly in the ointment is that if Junlin did not choose to sacrifice himself, but chose to fight with other comrades, then the training camp would have had zero casualties.

Of course, there are also people who can see that if there is no Jun Lin's first death, it will cause a miraculous effect to arouse the blood and murderous spirit of all the training recruits. Then maybe it will be a different outcome.

This is best seen by the five soldiers of the training barracks. They are well aware of how important and rare an opportunity can boost the morale of the whole army on the battlefield. And this battle, to put it mildly, is that if you don't die Junlin, you have to die to train a group of recruits.

Jun Lin, he exchanged one of his lives for one hundred and thirty lives of the training recruits... If he knew, he would be able to smile at Jiuquan.

After a moment of silence, the burly soldier forcibly calmed down his state of mind, turned to the people of Linghuang Academy, and said in a somewhat low voice: "Everyone from Linghuang Academy... Please remove the barrier. ”

He needs to welcome the good recruits in their training barracks, and he needs to bring back the body of the best recruit.

After hearing this, the sixteen presidents and vice presidents of Linghuang Academy nodded slightly, and then stretched out their hands in unison, preparing to lift the enchantment. However, at this moment, the voice of the Blood Thunder Sect Sect Master sounded quietly: "Hehe, please wait, this battle is not really over yet." ”

As the words of the Blood Thunder Sect Sect Master fell, the abnormal changes in the battlefield suddenly reappeared.

I saw that in the bloody battlefield, the young disciples of the Blood Thunder Sect all over the ground actually exploded one after another at this moment, forming a dark red blood rain. In the very center of the blood rain, suddenly a lot of broken flesh and blood slowly floated strangely, and finally mixed with each other, emitting a disgusting and terrifying sound.

It seemed that because of this strange situation, the rain of blood sprinkled in the sky suddenly changed direction, and rushed towards the pile of flesh and blood that was stirring up. At the same time, the blood flowing all over the ground, and the broken flesh and blood all over the ground, all flew towards the center of the vortex that had turned into a blood rain vortex.

A blood-soaked storm swept across the field, and dark red thunderclouds eerily appeared on the top of the Eight-Colored Enchantment, obscuring the sky. In the midst of this battlefield, the originally bright sky suddenly darkened, and a suffocating terrifying aura and pressure enveloped every training recruit.

Eventually, the blood rain vortex slowly dissipated, and to be precise, it should have been absorbed by all of it.

At this moment, a ten-meter-high blood-red dragon that suddenly flapped its back blood wings and roared fiercely in the sky appeared in everyone's shocked sight.

September 17, 5000