Chapter 51: Captain Selection
The setting sun sprinkled golden light on the earth, and the entire Qingfeng City was draped in a golden veil like cicada wings, and the earth was covered with mystery.
Shen Qi was bathed in the admiration of everyone, and his figure was gradually deeply engraved in their minds, and perhaps many years later, they would still remember that there was a time when such a teenager was amazing.
A touch of deep meaning flashed in Zhuo Wushuang's eyes, it seemed that this ancient brother was even more powerful than he imagined! Then, Zhuo Wushuang didn't know what he was thinking, and his gaze at Shen Qi was a little inexplicably weird.
"According to the old man, the position of the ten commanders is already clear at a glance! can everyone have any objections?" City Lord Chen looked at the whispering crowd in the audience, his eyes flashed slightly, and he looked in the direction of Shen Qi with a vague sense of appreciation.
"What the City Lord said is that the battle for these ten commanders is being carried out at our moment, and it is naturally well deserved!"
"That's right, the lord of the city is right!"
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City Lord Chen smiled, he looked at the people in the audience, and he said slowly, "Then, I announce that the positions of these ten commanders will be held by Tianxin, He Chen, Charter, Ruoxue, Tian Tian, Taichen, Yu Boyi, Gu Jing, Duan Xinglong, and Duan Yien!"
"Let's continue with the selection of the captain this time!" City Lord Chen's gaze continued to wander among the people in the audience, and among the monks who had been in the ring before, there were also many people with superior strength, although they were not qualified to be the commander, but the position of captain was more than enough in his opinion.
Shen Qi and the ten of them handed over the ring to everyone in the audience, and then one battle after another broke out.
At this time, a battle attracted Shen Qi's attention. In the seventh ring, the battle scene created by the two mortal realms can be described as wonderful.
A spear stood, He Yu's expression was cold, and the aura he exuded was much stronger than that of his opponent. Feeling that the monk who practiced the flame sword technique in front of him was not weak, He Yu suddenly let out a low sigh, and stepped on it violently, his figure was like an arrow from the string, accompanied by the spear in his hand, his cold offensive became impenetrable.
The gun qi contained the gun intent that swept in instantly, and a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Huang Lei opposite He Yu, such a terrifying killing intent was actually revealed from the opponent's body, which made him a little difficult to parry.
Out of the knife, Huang Lei's figure was much larger than that of others, his muscles were agitated, and he quickly showed his knife technique. The flames swirled down the blade, and with Huang Lei's dazzling pace, the knives and guns were constantly colliding, sparks were shooting in all directions.
He Yu's eyes showed a hint of pride, obviously he took a big advantage in the battle just now, and the advantage of the first move was used by him to the fullest. He Yu's eyes became solemn, there was not much difference in the strength of the two, but at the beginning, Huang Lei mastered the rhythm of the entire battle, and he had to fall into passive defense, hoping to find an opportunity to fight back.
He Yu was unforgiving, he didn't hesitate at all, and shot again at Huang Lei's face. Huang Lei was shocked, he hurriedly waved the long knife in his hand to resist, and the fight between the two fell into a stalemate for a while, He Yu helplessly found that even if he had the advantage, in a short period of time, he still couldn't help the person in front of him.
Under He Yu's continuous attack, his own physical strength is also a huge consumption, and Huang Lei, who can see the advance and retreat to a certain extent, he secretly said that it is not good.
Huang Lei also obviously noticed that He Yu's physical strength was starting to be a little exhausted, he grinned, and shrank his defensive range unhurriedly, in order to allow He Yu to be consumed again.
He Yu is naturally very aware of Huang Lei's plans, but he can't find a good way to save this situation at present, and as time goes by, he is obviously a little anxious.
He Yu decided to give it a go. He Yu mobilized all the remaining strength, and in his sight, Huang Lei was already unavoidable. In the eyes of everyone, they saw two lights and shadows collide fiercely, and a terrifying wave of qi burst out from the tips of the two weapons, sweeping away like a tsunami.
In that terrifying wave of aura, a figure flew out upside down, and under his own huge consumption, in the face of Huang Lei, whose strength was not weaker than his own, He Yu was simply powerless.
"In the case that the strength of the two is almost the same, but they want to win the other party with a crushing advantage, and in the end, they can only consume their physical strength for no reason, which is really stupid!"
Shen Qi smiled, sure enough, it was as he thought, this Huang Lei's mentality is not bad, he is not impatient, and he has the style of a general.
Shen Qi's gaze continued to jump, and he could see that the movement of the No. 5 ring was not small.
This is a duel between a monk who is a master cultivator and a cultivator who cultivates the Ice Technique.
"Freeze. I saw a cold storm sweeping over, and a chill seemed to drown everything, and wisps of spiritual power with an irresistible chill drowned a young man's body in it.
"Bang. With a loud bang, the young man's ice-entangled left leg took a sharp step forward, and the sound of ice crumbling to the ground was heard, and then a violent spiritual power could be seen emanating from the young man's body.
"Please remember my name, my name is East Soul, and I am a body refining cultivator who will eventually live in your nightmare!" The young man's tone was full of domineering, he came from a family that had been refining bodies for generations, and he had always believed in "breaking ten thousand laws with one force", and his strength was very strong. No one knows what kind of persistence and pride there is under the clear face of the East Soul!
The cultivator who performed the Ice Spell was obviously a little overwhelmed, and the handsome man in front of him seemed to him to be a complete barbarian. He knew very well how strong the binding power that the ice spiritual power he cultivated could produce, but even that couldn't stop him for a moment.
Dong Soul's expression was full of satisfaction, looking at the slightly distracted opponent, he did not hesitate, and directly picked up his fist and killed it.
The physical cultivation of a cultivator who cultivates the Ice Technique naturally cannot be compared with the Eastern Soul. He struggled to dodge the fist that the East Soul was chasing, and the cold ice spirit power in his hand surged, but he helplessly found that no matter what kind of ice spell he cast, he could hardly stop the East Soul's footsteps.
"Click!" The sound of bones breaking came out, and Dong Soul's heavy punch hit the chest directly in the chest of this cultivator who practiced the ice spell, only to see that this person's spine was directly broken, and the broken bones pierced the internal organs, and he suddenly had a mouthful of blood spurting out of his neck, he endured the severe pain, and his body retreated.
"Stop, stop, stop! I admit defeat!" After struggling for a moment, this cultivator who practiced the Ice Technique found that a physical body cultivator like Dong Soul was really too much of himself, and in desperation, he became the first monk in the ring to admit defeat.
Dong Soul looked at this scene, he showed a smile, but he didn't know that this scene looked particularly awkward on his delicate face.
"It's better if you admit defeat early, and you insist on punching me!
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"Even if the physical body cultivation is compared to Luo Yunyang, who fought against me before, it is almost the same, amazing!" Shen Qi's eyes were dumbfounded, and this was also the only monk other than Shen Qi who could gain a foothold in the ring with the Taiqing Realm.
In this way, in the witness of everyone, the fierce fighting gradually ended, and the ten captains were born one by one.
Seeing that all this had settled, City Lord Chen nodded with satisfaction, and after announcing the result without hurry, his expression also became solemn.
"Now that the commander and captain have been selected, it's time to tell you about the things that need to be paid attention to!" "The human race and the barbarian race have been at odds for a long time, and the major high-level leaders have a certain understanding of the strength of both sides, and the strength of the city lord Chen is amazing, and he undoubtedly knows more about the barbarians.
"The overall strength of the barbarians is strong, but what you need to pay more attention to is the barbarians who claim to be the descendants of Jiuli! Their ancestors are powerful, and it is said that the strength of the original is not much different from the barbarian gods they believe in, so it also makes you have a strong bloodline of these descendants, and they have an innate advantage over other barbarians!" City Lord Chen's tone became a little heavy, he had personally experienced a battle with the descendants of Jiuli, and he could also appreciate the unreasonable strength even more.
"Therefore, if you meet the descendants of Jiuli, even if the realm is not as good as you, you must not take it lightly!"
Shen Qi felt a little surprised, no wonder there were barbarian people who claimed to be the Jiuli clan, but they didn't expect that there would be such a relationship.
City Lord Chen looked at everyone's faces and began to be solemn, he knew that his goal had been achieved, so he didn't say more, "Everyone go back to rest for a few days, I hope that when you rush to the front line, you must adjust your state to the best!"
"Yes!" everyone responded.
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After all, Shen Qi was not from Qingfeng City, and he was not injured, so he had nothing to rest, and he planned to spend the next few days in cultivation.
In a closed room, Shen Qi sat cross-legged, and the strings of memories in his mind were constantly integrating. "The Tao is good, the Tao is very good, the name is famous, the name is not very famous. Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth, famous, the mother of all things. Therefore, there is often no desire, in order to observe its wonder; There is always desire, in order to see its tricks. These two are the same as the mystery, the mystery, the mysterious, the mysterious. ”
Shen Qi kept pinching the seal in his hand, his brows tightened, as if he had encountered some problem, "What a mediation supreme achievement! It is so obscure, no wonder there is no monk in the Tianxing Gate who can cultivate it to the fullest!"
Shen Qi was not in a hurry, because when he was studying the Supreme Skill of Mediation and Creation, he could feel that his realm was also not being freely improved. This was also a bonus, as it allowed him not to worry about wasting time studying the supreme merits of mediation and creation.
"Maybe my realm hasn't reached it yet!" Shen Qi muttered to himself, he had almost nothing to gain from his cultivation in the past few days, and he couldn't help but think of it.
After a while, Shen Qi walked out of the room, after all, today is the day to go to the front line! Thinking of the endless battle, Shen Qi licked his lips, he really couldn't help but look forward to it!