The Savage Realm Chapter 19 The Main Battle Camp

During the three-day assessment, Zhou Jin did not live up to his strength, but he also chose to keep a low profile, and did not fight again after squeezing into the main battle camp with the strength of his flesh and the high-level battle armor. What the legion needs is a quota, not a ranking, and the main battle battalion will be replenished from as much as it loses.

With the selected personnel of the main battle camp, Qin Wujiao flew all the way to the main battle camp camp. The vast camp gradually became more active with the arrival of ships and ships.

"The deputy commander of the training camp sent Qin Wujiao to escort the personnel of the main battle battalion this time to report." After getting off the ship, Qin Wujiao went to a big tent. "Come in." An elegant voice came, and then Qin Wujiao crossed the guards and headed towards the big tent. "This is the list of main combatants this time." Looking at Ren Xingyun who was looking at the map in front of him, Qin Wujiao slowly handed over the list, and the guards standing on the side took it and handed it to Ren Xingyun.

Flipping through the list and looking at the two marked out, Ren Xingyun nodded: "This time you have gained a lot, the other deputy commanders of the training camp make it difficult to find one person and you can actually meet two at a time, or the innate battle intent has awakened for ten days, you don't know how many stuffy sticks you have to knock behind your back, next time you go out, I suggest you be more careful." ”

"The deacon laughed, can't you hide if you can't beat it, at most I'll go back and buy more good wine to prepare." Qin Wujiao, who heard the words, also admitted it, he couldn't afford to provoke it, who let himself take all the benefits alone. "Oh, go ahead, take another 10% of the original reward, I invited this guest for you." "Thank you for the order, Qin Wujiao will retire." After Qin Wujie retreated, Ren Xingyun crossed the two of them off the list: "You personally arrange these two people, and come according to the rules of the legion." The personal guard on the side took the list and nodded yes, and then retreated.

Looking at his teammates around him, Zhou Jin understood that they were his companions who could entrust their lives on the battlefield. "I'm Zhou Jin, I'm new like you, what's your name." Hearing this, the waves of the world replied: "The waves of the world are sinking clouds. "I went around the waves of the world and the clouds, it's okay, why aren't there a few ugly people in Confucianism, and then I looked at the next one.

"Ren Yu Pingsheng" didn't need Zhou Jin to ask, Ren Yu Pingsheng replied loudly. It's not bad, this one looks a little strong, and then he looks at the one behind him. also didn't wait for Zhou Jin to ask Lanling Shidao and gave an answer, "Lanling Shidao."

Zhou Jin, who looked back and forth, said, "Why don't any of you look better than the master?" The three people who heard the words were petrified in an instant, and then there was a burst of gnashing of teeth, sample, why the hell are you waiting.

The four of Zhou Jin, who were directly assigned to the front line, thought that all the people were the same as them, however, when the destination arrived, the four people looked at the people who walked off the ship one after another behind them, and they had a bad feeling, it was all the innate realm, and the breath of the whole body Zhou Jin and the others would not feel wrong, it was the innate realm. No, after looking at each other, they immediately set their eyes on the person who escorted them and the others.

"Senior brother, we seem to have gone the wrong way." Looking at the guard brother with a cold and arrogant face, Zhou Jin went up and said weakly. Glancing at the four of them, Qi Donglai spoke: "That's right, the front line of the people who have awakened their innate battle intent is your only destination. Then he handed over the list to the handover and stepped onto the warship and left, leaving behind the four people with bewildered faces.

However, the handover person did not give them the slightest chance to digest: "I am the commander of Ning Yulou under the third establishment of the Black Dragon Legion's Xuanfeng Battalion, from this moment on, you are my Ning Yulou, come and take them down." ”

Looking at the thirteen people in front of him, the thirteen awakening realms, the fallen leaves Fenghua is a headache, such a low realm can be useful on the battlefield, what else can they fight except for defensive battles, and whether they can shoot the innate bed crossbow is a problem.

However, he didn't have any tricks assigned by the legion, but why did he throw all these rookies to himself, isn't it just that the defensive battle is a little more beautiful. On a hill, Fallen Leaf Fenghua threw them on a hidden rock position dug and built: "The thirteen of you will stay here, and you will be free to release cold arrows or something, in short, just ensure that you can survive yourself, and you don't want to kill the enemy, but at least you can't hold back, choose a team leader yourself, here is the communicator, and the selected person can take it." The fallen leaves that were explained left Fenghua left.

After the fallen leaves left, Zhou Jin stepped forward, reached out and took the communicator, and then threw it into the Sumeru ring. "It's all about the awakening world, I advocate who is handsome and who is the head in an hour, and you can put forward your opinions." "Heh, look at the face, interesting, I agree." "I'm okay with that, let's set it up." Seeing that everyone had no opinions, Zhou Jin set up a large array to cover his breath.

As the large array was laid down, Zhou Jin let go of his qi and blood, and the qi and blood on everyone's bodies were not suppressed as Zhou Jin's qi and blood opened. The internal strength was full, and the figure was transformed, and Zhou Jin took the brunt of the storm into the crowd, and every move and hand attacked everyone with majestic power. The field suddenly collided with passion, opening the curtain of the melee.

After the last punch landed on the face of the noisy Shilang Shenyun and slapped him, Zhou Jin looked at the twelve people lying around him and nodded, very satisfied with the result. Flesh battle, he Zhou Jin is not sure that he will fight with you in flesh fight, don't be funny. The talent and combat skills of high-level brute beasts are all the same as drinking water, if Zhou Jin can't win this group of rookies after Qitian Dance training, then what face does he have on the battlefield.

Half a ring, the recovered crowd looked at Zhou Jin, who was still dressed in Confucian clothes in front of them, and gritted their teeth for a while, this thing is too obscene, obviously the strong ones don't want to fight a sneak attack, and the twelve people finally let him down alone, it's too embarrassing.

In the early stage, as long as one of them couldn't resist him, he went up to mend the knife, and in the end, everyone unconsciously found out that it was too late, the consumption of physical strength plus most of the people who were put down in front of him, and it was unrealistic to think about partnering with a group fight.

"Oops, one accidentally put them all down, sure enough, the master is the most handsome in this crowd." The people who heard the words directly turned their faces away, not wanting to take care of this goods.

"Oh, you see that my brother is also a person with a younger brother, so it's not too much to take a name for pulling the wind. How about calling it Twelve Tianfeng, of course, you can choose to call it Thirteen Thieves, how about it, choose one. Everyone who heard the words was depressed, the Confucian clothes on this thing were too eye-catching, he was really a Confucian disciple?

Why did the Confucian Church, which has strict etiquette, produce such a good thing, and which organization under the jurisdiction of Confucianism can train such a superb product. However, looking at Zhou Jin, who I chose if you don't choose, everyone could only choose Twelve Tianfeng.

In the evening, looking at Zhou Jin, who was painted with a graceful and elegant face in front of his eyes, everyone's hearts were broken, was the person in front of them really the same person in their impression? "Look, don't you know such a simple thing?" It's wrong, I thought too much about everything before, and it's still this cheap thing. Even the mid-level inscription array can't hide the fact that this thing is a slut.