However, jokes aside, about the secret that Qi Lang has special abilities, these people still have the same opinion - they can't let others know this, otherwise there will definitely be people with ulterior motives who make a big fuss about this issue, and at that time, Qi Lang may be difficult to wash himself away.

Although Gulf was as timid as a mouse, there was one thing he didn't brag about, and within two days, he managed to advance to a high-level warrior. To do this, he consumed fifteen mid-grade spirit stones. It seems that Iglu is right, as the combat level increases, the difficulty of the promotion also increases geometrically, although Gurf is extremely talented, but these fifteen spirit stones can't be saved.

After successfully advancing to the ranks, Gulf looked arrogant in the face of Owu, and from time to time mockery would pop out of his thin lips. However, Ouwu's opinion of him has not changed in the slightest, in his words, no matter how high the level of a coward is, he is just a coward, his confidence will never be strengthened by the power of the spirit stone, and courage is still his biggest obstacle. Owu's retort was powerful, after all, Gulf hadn't fought a decent battle until now, and his arrows were quite powerful against some weak mutants, but when it came to real enemies, his performance was really unflattering.

But Gulf's growth has been a big boon for Qi Lang, especially in training sessions, and the pomp-faced corporal is now on his own. The arrows he shot now had even begun to glow with dazzling white light, and they flew at an astonishing speed. You must know that what he is holding in his hand is just an ordinary jujube wood bow, not like Qi Lang, who has a third-level holy blood weapon. As a result, Qi Lang didn't have to follow him all the time in the afternoon archery training, and he had more time to train in a way that was more suitable for his own improvement.

And because Gurf was kind and kind, he almost responded to the needs of the soldiers, especially the female soldiers. Because of this, he was very popular with the rookie soldiers, and even stole Qi Lang's limelight. Of course, it also brought him a certain amount of distress, which was the distress of happiness, for both Corporal Lucy and Corporal Carol were pestering him to be his beautiful dance partner in the rite of passage. The two of them had similar breasts, and Gulf swayed from side to side for days, always holding up the flag - if one of them was heartbroken, Gulf couldn't bear it!

Compared to Gurf's dilemma, Gila is in a much better situation. Of course, he is on the small side, and this flaw itself limits his options. But that didn't matter much, he had already run to the White Cha Army to find Sergeant Lydia. Lydia, who works as a clerical worker, is petite and cute, and coincidentally, she also has thick red hair. With Lydia in the background, Gila easily finds the spirit of a man, and he really knows how to calculate.

The one in trouble is Owu. During this time, no female soldier ever took the initiative to approach him, and of course, he never invited any female soldier. In fact, Owu never seemed to be interested in Caucasian girls, according to Jira's private analysis, Gondwana's beauties are world-famous, and those graceful figures have long been rooted in Owu's mind, so much so that he now sees white girls as complete garbage.

Qi Lang was deeply sympathetic to Ouwu's situation, but he didn't dare to ask a word more, because he had always had a kind of worry - he felt that Ouwu's eyes seemed to be full of enthusiasm when he looked at him sometimes, and Qi Lang was not very comfortable when he thought of it. When Ou Wu introduced himself in a very friendly way that day, he mentioned the word "friend", right?

Of course, Qi Lang himself has not yet decided on a dance partner. I don't know if Joanna made an invitation on that day, and even if it was, Qi Lang had already missed it and refused her in a daze. In the last few days of training, Qi Lang noticed that Joanna's expression seemed to be extremely unnatural, and the cross-eyed look looked like someone owed her tens of thousands of sylls. Qi Lang had tried to explain to her alone, but she didn't give her a chance at all, as long as the training was over, she fled angrily.

For that noble lady, Qi Lang didn't dare to have any other extravagance, he just hoped that she would stop crying in front of him. However, Joanna has not been so fragile for a long time, and it seems that the bet contract that day has had a certain effect, and Qi Lang's inspiration really saved him a lot of trouble.

Getting rid of the trouble of that eldest lady, Qi Lang can be more focused in recruit training, and at the same time, he can also slowly strengthen the cultivation of internal strength in training. Jila's analysis gave him considerable encouragement, if the ability of a cultivator was already comparable to the beginner level of a barbarian warrior, that is, Qi Lang had reached the level of a beginner swordsman on the path of an Eastern warrior, and coupled with the ability of a high-level warrior, he could really be confident in his ability now.

After Gulf, Owu also managed to become a high-ranking warrior. Although he had consumed nearly three hundred mid-grade spirit stones, Qi Lang felt that it was worth it, because Ouwu's current physical condition had changed quite amazingly! He was now more powerful than an elephant, and even an iron bar as thick as an arm could easily be broken in half. The old Harry helped the old man to repair the house, and he moved the wood of the entire forest almost by himself, and if he hadn't discovered that Gurf was deliberately calling him, he might have gone to Mount Billu, east of the town, and brought a whole cart of large stones.

Since Aowu's fist is no longer aimed at Qi Lang's nose, no matter how powerful that elm's head becomes, Qi Lang will not be worried, on the contrary, he is hoping that Aowu can become a super-first-class powerhouse like Quill, at that time, I am afraid that no one will dare to release cruel words in front of Qi Lang, and even glaring at the eyes is extremely dangerous - Ao Wu has become an iron buddy, for Qi Lang, he can even be the enemy of the whole world.

The performance of Aowu also led to the growth of the soldiers, especially the more than 100 veterans, who did their best under the supervision of Aowu. Although Qi Lang never had the opportunity to train with the veterans, he heard some good news from Jira - they have made amazing progress!

Now, even the most unenlightened Corporal Clettu has been successfully promoted to a low-level warrior, and most of the rest have been promoted to the rank of mid-level warrior or above, and several are even close to the level of high-level warriors. This is an unexpected achievement, not to mention that Felix's 27th Warband always receives special preferential treatment in the merit evaluation, but in this regard, they are beyond the dust. This is of course thanks to Qi Lang's selfless sharing, the spirit stones of the 28th Regiment's are distributed according to need, as long as everyone contributes their own strength, this generous vice captain will send out his harvest without compensation.

In addition, the more than 200 rookie recruits under Qi Lang have also grown well. They saw the strong fighting spirit of the veterans, and even more thought that joining the 28th War Group was a completely correct choice. Under the guidance of Qi Lang's excellent example, they trained extremely hard, and even began to form additional training teams in private, and occasionally invited some seniors to come and guide, and veterans like Gurf who gave lively lectures were their frequent customers.

Of course, the female soldiers still paid more attention to the training of the dance class, and as the Holy King Sacrifice approached, Qi Lang found that the aroma of their team seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. Although Qi Lang had always complained about this, considering that Lieutenant Mei Ji had already taken a tacit attitude, he could only watch them mess around. I just hope that those young men can resist the temptation and not lose their nature under the attack of the incense wind.

Finally, the distracting waltz is coming to an end. Two days before the Saint King's Sacrifice, Maggie gathered the Twenty-Seven and Twenty-Eighth Warbands, and she was tasked with announcing the contents of this special day.

"You've probably heard the news," Maggie said, standing at the front of the line, straight to the point, "and we're welcoming His Royal Highness Prince Marcus. While some of you may have a different view on this, I have to remind you that this may well be the only time in your life that you have come into direct contact with the King—I mean the future King. Therefore, I ask you to put your best foot forward and not lose face, because in the rest of your life you may refer to this glorious moment more than once. ”

Jira raised her hand in the middle of the team and asked her question with a serious face: "Lieutenant Maggie, how can we be at our best?

This question seemed a bit tricky to Maggie, and she frowned and pondered for a moment, then replied with a smile: "His Royal Highness always has an eclectic view of things, and no matter how we behave, he will come to his own conclusions. In my opinion, what we need to do is to follow the command and obey the order. This is the consistent style of our Spiral Army, and you don't have to pay attention to the rest. ”

She looked up again, looked over to Felix, and continued, "I don't know what your waltz training has been, but if you do think you lack the talent for it, I've got a way to hide it. The King's Escort needs manpower, especially on the day of the Rite of Passage. Either stand closer to the prince or closer to your girl, the choice is yours. ”