"Did you hear about it? The eighth team came yesterday with a ruthless man, and it seemed that the obelisk at the door was sounded! Even the instructors were alarmed!"

"Isn't it? There are such ruthless people! I just shook the obelisk lightly and came in......"

"Of course it's true, I accompanied my brothers to take a look in the morning, and the top of the obelisk was covered with bloodstains, isn't this person afraid of pain?"

On the second day after Su Mu joined the reserve of 10,000 people, there were already many soldiers of the reserve who were talking about the sound of the belisk yesterday afternoon.

Every member of the Dark Nightmare Reserve had bombarded the spiked obelisk with their own hands, but rarely would have used all their strength to shake the obelisk like Su Mu.

Therefore, the news of Su Mu joining the eighth team spread throughout the entire reserve team of 10,000 people overnight, and everyone knew that there was such a person who joined the eighth team led by the drunkard old man.

"Hey, why didn't you see you yesterday? During the training camp early in the morning, Su Mu came to the school field of the reserve team early, and joined the formation of the eighth team with the flow of people who arrived one after another.

"Yes, just came yesterday. The corners of Su Mu's mouth grinned slightly, and the traces of centipede scars made a chill in the heart of the person who opened his mouth to ask.

What an ugly monster this is? And even wearing a mask?

Seeing that Su Mu was not of a high nature, the man returned to his position after asking a few words awkwardly.

In fact, just before Su Mu joined the reserve team, many young people from the ancient Montessori country came with tokens, and after turning into fresh blood and injecting it into the reserve team of 10,000 people, the old members who had been in the team for a long time were scattered.

So for a new member, everyone is already surprised. But the mask on Su Muna's face, as well as the baldness with the red scar of the burn, made people look at it without a few more looks.

"This man is still one-armed! Some of the members of the Eighth Team who were close to Su Mu were muttering in their hearts, but they kept silent when they saw the reserve armor Su Mu was wearing.

This armor was received by Su Mu from the quartermaster yesterday, the armor is full of iron ash, made of refined iron, both in terms of defense and gravity, it is far superior to the black stone armor that Su Mu brought from the Tuo clan. In addition to being dust-proof, sweat-proof, and stain-resistant, the most important thing is that this armor comes with a weight-bearing function, which can be freely changed, which happens to be the most suitable function for the ancient god forging body.

Of course, the weight value is not changed at will, and the weight of this iron armor on Su Mu's body is up to one million catties, which just corresponds to the three-star level.

Incidentally, regarding the use of metals on the Barbarian Ancient Continent, some small tribes went out to limit the level of forging, and most of them used instruments made of stone, such as the black stone armor brought out by Su Mu from the Tuo clan is one of the representatives.

High-grade iron and bronze tools can only be produced by large tribes or even large provincial towns, which means that the equipment used by a warrior symbolizes the specific strength of the forces represented behind the warrior.

Iron tools are many times stronger than stone tools, and if the priests of the ancient clan attach inscriptions, it is easy to forge a battle armor comparable to ancient treasures.

"It is worthy of being an army within the army of the ancient Montessori country, and a reserve is issued with such sophisticated equipment. Su Mu couldn't help but praise after receiving the iron armor on his body, but he seemed to have forgotten that Ye Yuanlong had spent millions of ancient crystal coins in order to get a military entry token, and the value of this iron armor had already been included in the cost of the token.

However, what pleased Su Mu the most was that the residence issued by the reserve army was actually independent, and there were no hundred people living together as he imagined, so that he could avoid others and boldly use the moon seal stone beads.

"Knock knock!"

An officer rang the ancient bell for morning exercises, and the descendants of the ancient tribe longed for a strong body, and the morning exercise was an inevitable custom wherever they were in the barbarian world.

"Take off your armor! Several men dressed in the iron armor of the chief ascended the high platform of the school field and shouted at the audience in unison, and the old man who invited Su Mu to join the eighth team also happened to be among them.

"Brush!"

The sound of neat iron armor falling off resounded in every corner of the school field, Su Mu was wearing a mask, his eyes were slightly tearful, he thought of the days when he was in the Tuo clan, and he was also bare-chested and patted with Xiao Fat like today.

"Brother, you're new here, if you don't mind, let's practice against each other. An older strong man walked up to Su Mu, who was a little bigger than Su Mu, but he was the same one-star ancient god as Su Mu.

Su Mu nodded at the other party, slowly removing the iron armor on his body, and the imprint of the flames crisscrossed his upper body exposed to the air, and the strong man took a deep breath.

"Brother, you really don't have to say anything about your injury, you are one of the best heroes in our village!" This man spoke with a hint of accent, but his tone was extremely sincere, and when he was talking with the other party while practicing and talking, Su Mu knew the other party's name and place of origin.

Meng Dahu, a twenty-five-year-old one-star ancient god, came from a small tribe in the west of the ancient kingdom of Montessori, and the family had three brothers, because they had the opportunity to join the reserve of the Black Nightmare Army because they were favored by a local adult.

"Bang bang bang!"

After applying the ancient medicinal oil that was quite effective for strengthening the body, the two began to take a long black stone stick and began to slap each other's flesh.

That just right amount of power swung on Su Mu's body one after another, don't look at Su Mu with the moon seal stone bead as a shortcut to enhance his physical strength, but his physical defense was weak and messy.

Due to the rapid increase in strength, the defense of the skin and the strength of the bones in the body lagged behind slightly, so when he fought with the five Lei Yang, he was easily beaten into internal injuries.

There was once a saying among the ancient people that training strength should be practiced, and the knife should sharpen the skin and flesh.

It means that if a person tempers the strength of his physical body to a certain level, it is difficult to cut even a sharp knife, and he can use his skin as a whetstone!

This is actually a proverb that has been verified by the ancient people for a long time, if a one-star ancient god takes a knife to cut off the head of a five-star ancient god, it is estimated that it will be difficult to even enter the skin of the other party's body by half an inch, because the strength of the two bodies is too different!

"Bang bang bang!"

The stone stick in Su Mu's right hand flew up and down on the other party's body, and the red light from the stick prints crisscrossed Meng Dahu's body, and the other party looked like a reddened prawn, and even his face turned crimson.

"Brother Tuoman, can you tap ...... I estimate that I can hold back 300,000 catties of strength......" Meng Dahu gritted his teeth and spit out a sentence with a red face, and that honest appearance made Su Mu seem to have seen the little fat he used to be.

"I don't know what happened to Chubby now? He was swept away by quicksand, and he should have escaped. Su Mu's eyes flickered, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth under the mask.

Since he escaped from the slave capture team, he has been going deep into the starry space every day to explore the lives of the Tuo clan recorded on the stele of the surname, and the name of the little fat has been standing in the stele with golden light, which makes him feel happy.

"It should be that I miss Chubby them too much, and I actually feel Chubby's breath on the big tiger. Su Mu smiled slightly, and the black stone long stick in his hand was a little faster.

"Practice hard, otherwise how can you join the Black Nightmare Army!" Su Mu saw that the other party pleaded to reduce the intensity of his shots, but the frequency of his shots sped up a few points.

This familiar scene rolled in Su Mu's mind, but it was bitter for Meng Dahu, who was practicing against Su Mu.

And the instructor of the eighth team on the high platform in the distance, the old man who liked to drink, looked in the direction of Su Mu with a smile on his face.

"Well, yes, this kid seems to have a solid foundation, and he is indeed a good material for being a soldier. When I practiced, I was so ruthless to my own people, and I had the demeanor of Lao Tzu!" The old man took out a bottle of wine he had just bought and drank it himself, and from time to time he showed off the good seedlings he had won yesterday to the instructors of the other teams beside him, and the sloppy image could be described as indescribable joy.

By the time the training was over, nearly 10,000 reserve soldiers in the school field were sweating hot, and the muscles that had been touched with essential oil looked unusually jumping in the nascent sun.

This is the most daily life in the army, and it is also Su Mu's first drill in the reserve.

A black-armored man sitting in the depths of the high platform of the school yard slowly walked out under the gaze of everyone, the hideous black armor was tattooed with several legendary beasts with the name of the barbarian ancient, the sharp thorn armor and the black blindfold on the other party's face, as well as the bloody killing intent on the other party's body, all symbolizing the identity of the other party.

This is a real Dark Nightmare Warrior, and the first Dark Nightmare General Su Mu has ever seen!

"I'm the Black Nightmare General with the army, codenamed Eighty-Three! Today I'm here to issue a mission for you novices in the reserves!" The Black Nightmare spread his cold voice throughout the schoolyard, and the black armor on his body exuded a hint of black and red. Su Mu raised his head to meet the other party's dead eyes, and he felt as if a brute beast from the Ancient Wilderness was rushing towards him!

The pressure from a look of light was about to tear Su Mu's soul apart!

This is the one in ten thousand, promoted to become a member of the 100-person Black Nightmare Army!

"What a scary man, is this the Black Nightmare General?" Su Mu retracted his gaze, and at the moment just now, the demonic energy in his right eye involuntarily overflowed, and the killing intent from the depths of his soul was actually hooked up in a glance with the other party.

This feeling was the first time Su Mu had encountered it in an outsider, except that he had encountered it when the killing squad was hunting hunters from other tribes!