When Mo Yuchen said the word "not qualified......

One by one, their faces were flushed, and the 200,000 bloodthirsty eyes looked at Mo Yuchen in unison.

The breathing of all the soldiers suddenly increased, and the angry snort instantly drowned Mo Yuchen.

The words "incompetent" are humiliating that they cannot accept!

If this were on the battlefield, they would have rushed up without hesitation to tear the speaker apart.

"Young Master Mo, although you are the son of a marshal, if there is no chance for our brothers to be born and die, there will be no chance for you to stand here and humiliate us!"

A scumbag man who looked like a general raised his head, stared at Mo Yuchen with eyes, and said angrily.

"Humiliation? Do you deserve my humiliation for this bit of strength? You think too highly of yourself!"

"If you're not convinced, you can come up and beat me up with your fists!"

Mo Yuchen pointed at the person who stood up and shouted fiercely.

"You may be the king of other armies, but I can guarantee that none of you will be my opponent without the need for aura!"

Mo Yuchen stretched out his finger, shook it defiantly, and said sarcastically with great disdain.

Face this beastly soldier.

Only by showing the strength to make them succumb can they shut up and follow convincingly.

Otherwise, they will always look down on them, and even if they follow, they will only obey orders.

"I'm coming!"

At this time, a big man from the Dead Soldier Battalion in the Heavenly Wolf Army stood up, stared at Mo Yuchen with a cold gaze, and said decisively.

"Young Master Mo, as long as you win me, the lone wolf swears allegiance to the death!"

The lone wolf of the dead man was expressionless and said lightly.

The Celestial Wolf Army's Dead Soldier Battalion is basically a family of people who have no concerns, and no one in it has not come out of the sea of corpses and blood, and they don't care about life and death at all.

"Okay, it's good enough, you will be the captain of my personal guard in the future!" Mo Yuchen suddenly smiled and said confidently: "How many people are there in your camp!"

"Two hundred!"

The lone wolf said with words like gold.

"Go all on, you're not qualified alone!"

Mo Yuchen slowly walked down the review stand, and said while rolling up his cuffs, he was as arrogant as he was.

Looking at Mo Yuchen's arrogant appearance, everyone present was eager to try, and they couldn't wait to go on the field in person to educate this kid who didn't know the height of the sky.

"Please teach the young master!"

The lone wolf faced Mo Yuchen's humiliation, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said to Mo Yuchen with his fists.

Then he clenched his hands into fists, jumped in a loud voice, and attacked Mo Yuchen.

"Go back!"

Face the lone wolf that is rushing in.

Mo Yuchen raised his hand casually, slammed forward, and directly made a fist and foot contact with the lone wolf, and suddenly the lone wolf was beaten backwards and retreated.

The lone wolf rolled on the ground a few times, and unloaded the force with a few rolls.

When he stood up, he found that the soles of his feet were slightly numb.

This time, he looked at Mo Yuchen with no disdain, and the casual expression on his face was unconsciously replaced by a dignified color.

"I don't believe you if you don't have enough qualifications, let's go together!"

Mo Yuchen sneered, gently patted off the dust on his body, and said casually. The expression on his face is as disdainful as he wants.

"Please teach the young master!"

"Please teach the young master!"

"Please teach the young master!"

......

One voice after another kept ringing out......

The dead soldiers of the dead soldier battalion pounced on Mo Yuchen one after another.

surrounded Mo Yuchen in the center, and rushed to the death to beat Mo Yuchen.

One fell to the ground, and the other immediately made up for it, not giving Mo Yuchen time to rest at all.

And the dead soldiers of this dead soldier camp will not compete with you in martial arts.

What kind of eye-insertion, pulling hair, flirting with yin legs, as long as it is a yin trick that can be thought of, he will greet Mo Yuchen, and there is no mercy at all.

Even if the person who was knocked to the ground, as long as he didn't faint, he would hold Mo Yuchen's foot desperately when he seized the opportunity, and bit him hard.

If there were grenades in that era, no matter how strong Mo Yuchen was, he would definitely die hundreds of times, and these dead soldiers were indeed too ruthless.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye......

The entire 200 people in the Dead Battalion were all lying on the ground, and only Mo Yuchen was still standing in the entire school field.

But although Mo Yuchen's body was strengthened by the Holy Dragon Blood Bead, it was not easy.

The bundled hair was torn messily by the dead soldiers, and there were countless footprints on his body, and his face was bruised and swollen from the punches.

If Mo Yuchen was allowed to kill these two hundred dead soldiers, it would be very easy.

But he can't, this is the dead soldier of his Mo family, he can't let go of the fight when he fights, but these dead soldiers are playing with their lives, and the more they fight, the more ruthless they become.

The soldiers present stared at Mo Yuchen with a pair of eyes, and none of them did not show shock on their faces, a dozen of two hundred people, or two hundred people from the dead battalion.

Even some fierce and famous generals didn't dare to say that they fought two hundred without using their aura, and they were victorious.

"All of them stand up for Lao Tzu, and the two hundred people beat me and I'm embarrassed to lie on the ground!"

Mo Yuchen looked at the dead soldiers who couldn't stand on the ground, endured the pain on his body, and shouted angrily.

As soon as Mo Yuchen said it, the dead soldiers on the ground gritted their teeth and stood up with each other's arms, and some of them who really couldn't get up were set up by their companions.

Although they lost, they also had their pride!

Two hundred people beat one person, although they lost, but there could not be a single person lying on the ground, although they didn't have the face to raise their heads to look at Mo Yuchen now.

"Young master, from now on, the lone wolf will swear to chase to the death!"

The lone wolf looked at Mo Yuchen with firm eyes, knelt down on one knee in front of Mo Yuchen, and said decisively.

"We are willing to swear to follow the young master to the death!"

The lone wolf has just declared allegiance.

None of the people in the entire Dead Soldier Battalion were unconvinced, and all of them looked at Mo Yuchen with fanatical eyes and said firmly.

Now Mo Yuchen is a god of war in their hearts, a god of war who cannot be defeated.

The camp of the dead has always been based on strength, a group of people who don't even want their lives, only absolute strength can make them succumb.

"Well, one day, you will be proud of your choice today!"

"From today on, you are my Mo Yuchen's brother!"

"Go back and clean up, and after you finish the task at hand, go to Mo's house to report to me!"

Mo Yuchen calmly faced and commanded the dead soldiers, and then endured the pain on his body and insisted on walking to the review table.

Mo Yuan looked at Mo Yuchen, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and showed an extremely satisfied smile, as a father, he was very proud to have such an excellent son.

"Good boy, don't lose my Mo Yuan's seed!"

Mo Yuan smiled heartily, with a proud expression on his face.

"Congratulations, the young master is mighty!"

The soldiers present cheered heartily.

Amid the cheers, Mo Yuchen had already quietly left, and he couldn't wait to return to the city to collect the elixir needed for the 'Dust Washing Pill'.