Xiao Qi was very angry, this kid, a guy with a foreign surname, although he was a registered disciple of the Sword God, how dare he be so arrogant to the Xiao family?

He could see that he was trying to test his vitality and strength.

And it's the kind that gives him a big advantage.

Because the handle of the knife is placed in front of him, he can reach it with one hand, and he can draw the knife without exerting force.

Therefore, he is trying to lock the handle of the knife with his vitality, so as to achieve the purpose of testing the thickness of his yuan energy through the competition for the knife body.

Once he can't even pull out the handle of his knife, then this face will be lost.

Looking at his calm face, the hilt of the knife stretched out in front of him, he muttered.

Is he really that sure?

But does he have any other choice?

"Xiao Qi, hurry up, everyone has stretched out their knives in front of you!"

"That's right, what's the matter? Don't you dare to pull it out?"

"Isn't it, hurry up, take it out and see, how many times have the equipment of their Flying Eagle Regiment!"

According to Bai Zhengyang's temper, such a provocateur who came to the door, he welcomed it, and he was eager for it.

But this kind of operation is something he doesn't like.

He likes bets with meta-energy, like the kind of veterans before, Kuai Ting and others, if he wins, he will have meta-energy income, and this kind of bet makes him feel interesting.

At this time, it's not that he doesn't want to bet on his Yuan Energy, but at this time, if he wins all his Yuan Energy, if he waits for the time to cut the beast, his Yuan Energy is not enough, it will be very troublesome.

He likes Yuan Neng, and he also likes to bully this kind of person who wants to bully him, but he also has principles and bottom lines.

He just doesn't like himself, and that doesn't make him more dangerous.

He looked at Xiao Qi's hesitant eyes, and secretly regretted in his heart that he had lost a lot of yuan energy.

Xiao Qi rode the tiger hard, burst out of vitality, and grabbed the handle of the knife on the other side tightly.

Like this method of drawing the knife out of the sheath, it is easy and pleasant to operate as normal.

And it's not like you need to waste half your energy.

However, after he held the handle of the knife, Yuan Neng burst into ten, and under more than ten consecutive knife draws, he could not pull out the blade body in the slightest.

How is this possible?

"Xiao Qi, what are you doing? Why don't you pull it out?"

"Look at his whole body, he is already doing it with all his might, and he can't pull it out like this?"

Everyone noticed that Xiao Qi was already drawing his sword with all his might.

But that seemingly ordinary knife didn't move at all.

It seems to have been cast in Bai Zhengyang's hand, and the knife is even a whole with the scabbard.

But everyone has seen Bai Zhengyang inspect the body of the knife, and have seen him put the knife into the sheath.

So, an incredible fact, in their eyes, spread in their minds.

Bai Zhengyang, a recruit of this new regiment, actually locked the blade with Yuan Energy to prevent it from loosening a cent.

And the person who drew the sword opposite him, he can be the peak elite of the Solid Realm!

Zhuang Yuanjia looked at it carefully and couldn't help sighing.

"Good boy, at a young age, a recruit who has only been a few months has broken through to the Seven Condensation Realm, and moreover, the thickness of Yuan Energy has almost reached the peak of condensation! It seems that those deeds of yours mentioned in the military newspaper are true!"

He slapped Xiao Qi on the shoulder, and a wave of heat bounced his hand off the hilt of the knife on the other side.

Then, his right hand leaned forward, and the orchid-like hand flicked on the hilt, and the knife bounced out uncontrollably, and he grabbed it.

The knife is handed to the left hand, and the right finger is gently flicked on the blade, making a light and crisp echo.

The people around finally saw the knife, and it was confirmed that the body of the knife was not integrated with the scabbard.

In other words, super combat power, Zhuang Yuanjia, what he said is true.

This guy actually has such a powerful vitality strength and realm!

A sheath is a sheath, and a knife is a knife!

But this knife doesn't look special.

But Zhuang Yuanjia had already directly admired: "Good knife, the density of the blade is not a single centimeter different, and the blade is like a blunt edge, and what is more valuable is that this knife can actually store yuan energy?"

The more he spoke, the more surprised he became.

"This forging method? It seems to be the Yue Clan's Pian Yu Qianjun Forging Technique? This material, is it the Yin Iron that the Xiao Clan has been looking for in the legend?"

What was even more surprising was Bai Zhengyang.

This guy actually found out all the details of him in one face, except for the source of life.

It made him very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he is not from the herd, otherwise, he would feel very dangerous.

After admiring, Zhuang Yuanjia handed the knife back to Bai Zhengyang and watched him put the knife into the sheath.

"Although the knife is good, it also needs to be cooperated with people and Yuan, I hope you don't let down this famous knife!"

He could see that this was a good thing that was made by combining the comprehensive abilities of the Yue and Xiao clans.

There is also a short one behind him, which makes Zhuang Yuanjia feel itchy in his heart.

Bai Zhengyang knew what he meant.

In fact, it was also to tell the other soldiers present that the artifact was just a dead thing, and whether it could be used well or not still depended on who used it.

This is from the other side, comforting and encouraging others.

Of course, he is also telling Bai Zhengyang that the difference between the quality of equipment and the difference between the quality of equipment is almost no different in the eyes of his super combat power.

Bai Zhengyang immediately replied to his words: "Patriarch Zhuang really has excellent eyesight, and with a casual glance, he can see the kid clearly and understandly." ”

Then he continued: "Although the knife is good, it also depends on who is cutting it!"

Zhuang Yuanjia's face was shocked.

This kid really understood everything he said.

He glanced at him approvingly, and his heart was already beginning to feel jealous of Old Man Xiao.

Such a good potential guy actually let this old man pick up the cheap first!

It's a pity that this kid is already famous, and it's hard to start anymore.

When he and Bai Zhengyang sat down at almost the same time and closed their eyes and waited for the departure signal, the other elites lost their desire to talk and gossip.

Xiao Qi's face almost fell to the ground, so he had to hide behind the rest of the Xiao clan to avoid the embarrassment of facing Bai Zhengyang.

The other elites no longer have the slightest contempt for Bai Zhengyang.

This is a real slap in the face of Xiao Qi, and there is no waste.

After Zhuang Yuanjia's comments, everyone suddenly realized that this little guy was already the strength of the first-level commander of the battalion and regiment.

Where else can you treat him like a squad leader?

There are more than a dozen camps on the mountain, which are completely ready to go.

The Knife Head Battalion was still placed at the rear, and the Ninth Squad was even more at the back.

The little fat man breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want to go back to working so hard, he still saved his life to do something else, although the world was very bloody, there were more and more interesting things waiting for him to do.

The long golden bell rang nine times, and the army team at the foot of the mountain began to charge.